Game: Randomizer Wars!

[Marvelous Miscreant]

So do most people, no need to brag about it.

[jester_of_god]

The power"souls" Marvelous moron.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

It's spelled Miscreant, silly.

[jester_of_god]

In what language, it sure isn't english.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

No, it's English. It's okay, lots of people have trouble spelling.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

Jester, I launch a concentrated stream of hair conditioner at you. Win or lose, after this fight you are going to look fabulous.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

[jester_of_god]

In what language, definitely not english.

[jester_of_god]

We've already started? Great, I steal the passing soul of a dead field mouse and seal it inside of a an old action figure, as I throw it at your face. Before knealing down and scoooping up several handfulls of mud.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

It's in English silly Jester.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

(Wait, are you going to react to my attack or did it hit you?)
The Action Jackson grabs onto a strand of my hair with one hand and begins striking me in the face with it's free limbs. Unfortunately it a cheap plastic toy powered by the soul of a field mouse and is little more than annoying. I wrench it from my head along with a few strands of my hair. I hold the doll just out of reach of my mouth and begins drooling hair conditioner over it until it is at the center of a good sized ball. I chuck the squidgy ball ant its plastic center back at you.

[Zaleramancer]

Jester is fighting someone?

This should be fun.

Where's my popcorn?

[jester_of_god]

Using the hair condition that just plastered itself over the back of my jacket I  began to sculpt a large doll out of mud, It was about the size of a small dog and embedded wih several rocks, I plucked a fox spirit out of the air just as a large wad of Hair conditioner came flying at me. "Crap" I hit the ground and hold my jacket in front of me as the ball hits it. "Glue....just what I needed." I grab the fox soul before it can run awa and shove it into the Doll, pointing it in Vaultboys direction before darting into the nearby brush.

[Zaleramancer]

He's like an evil genius, you know?

[jester_of_god]

Usually, but I'm spent at the moment, just got back from the first day of school

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

I take a huge blow a large stream of conditioner at the charging doll. As the conditioner and the mud mix together the doll slowly loses its form until it can no longer be considered a doll. The conditions of the power nullified, a heap of mud, conditioner, and rocks collapses at my feat.

I then turn this fire hose of conditioner on you aiming to cover you with it. Hair conditioner is slightly acidic, and I figure enough in the same place might do some damage. Especially if I get it in your eyes.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

 Go Vaultboy!

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

(Breath, I take a huge breath is what the first sentence should say.)

[Zaleramancer]

Click more, then Edit.

[jester_of_god]

Not sure how you found me this fast but alright. The slight delay from the fox wasn't much but at least it bought me some time. As I smell the familiar sickening scent of aerosal approching I set loose a small army of twigh dolls held together from glue and threads from my clothes in your direction, each one equipped with a smallpiece of shatterd rock. I tear a piece of cloth off f my shirt and wrap it around my head to prottect my site from the aerosal and start piecing together material.


(Quick question. what is the terrain of the fight, and exactly what do I have to work with, just the clothes on my back or do I at least get a backpack of small toys, and material?)