Wolf Mountain Defeats Fonkin

[Kalanyr]

Wolf Mountain the Reaper with a Scythe
Member of the Dojo of the Predator
Yellow Belt 1 5-6
Yen 3

Yellow Belt: Signature Style (Scythe),Dojo Style (Wolf), Fist of Fury

"Hi, I'm Wolf Mountain and I'm trying to make my second notch on my belt as weird as it seems for a loser like me but lets see if I can't beat you. "

I find your person to be dastardly, your birthplace to be dilapidated, and your dojo to be callused.

 

[Creamsteak]

Fonkin Folkor
White Belt
Record: 0-0
Yen: 0
Possessions: None
Powers: None

I'm a Gnome, not an Elf.

I find your gardener to be ultimately flatulent, your island to be nightmarish, and your arm to be absent.

 

[Darkwolf]

Darkwolf decrees this match to take place at the hells south-west of the Baths at Lo Xiang on the evening of the west wind.

Insults Wolf Mountain!

 

[Kalanyr]

"I chose 6 Flag Strategy Speed"

Wolf Mountain's Hand
MechaMeowth> 1: The southern cross strikes over the prairie; wards off the descent of the ice!
<MechaMeowth> 2: The kama prances close to the marsh; waves away the rising of the sands!
<MechaMeowth> 3: The east wind falls facing the labyrinth; avoids the storm of the iron and fends off the drive of the abomination!
<MechaMeowth> 4: The weasel storms the paradise as it drops facing the Endless Beach; avoids the gaze of the stone!
<MechaMeowth> 5: The scorpion seeks with the clouds; fends off the touch of the barrens!

 

[Creamsteak]

Fonkin's Hand
<MechaMeowth> 1: The west wind rides by the temple; defends against the foray of the ice!
<MechaMeowth> 2: The nunchaku obliterates the badlands; dodges by the rolling of the barrens!
<MechaMeowth> 3: The trident becomes one with the tower; parries the descent of the insect!
<MechaMeowth> 4: The willow eliminates the badlands; dodges the chi of the canine!
<MechaMeowth> 5: The foot shreds the clouds; wards off the quickening of the tree!

 

[Creamsteak]

"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! I am NOT an elf!"

The nunchaku obliterates the badlands; dodges by the rolling of the barrens!

 

[Kalanyr]

The kama prances close to the marsh; waves away the rising of the sands!

Prance, Prance, Prance.

 

[Darkwolf]

The hells are minorly redecorated as there is a rock wall with cracks and a cracked Wolf Mountain.

Point Fonkin!
1 flag Fonkin; 0 flags Wolf Mountain

 

[Creamsteak]

"I'm not a damn elf! Quit it you fricken fairie!"

The west wind rides by the temple; defends against the foray of the ice!

 

[Kalanyr]

The southern cross strikes over the prairie; wards off the descent of the ice!

"May the stars strike you down, you weird looking cookie cutter elf!"