"Grr..."
Robotnik pulled out his laser pistol.
Maul was mauled by a werewolf; he appeared back in his rooms. He walked out and noticed the others. He smiled, once again reclining on his favourite spot.
On empty crossroads, seek the eclipse -- for when Sol and Lua align, the lost shall find their way home.One of the werewolves pinned Vanitas to the floor, and he used his Keyblade to try to stop it from mauling him.
"Oh, is this how you want to play it? Fine by me."
He then swung his right leg up, slamming into the point between the werewolf's legs.
edited 29th Mar '11 3:05:55 AM by Deadbeatloser22
"Yup. That tasted purple."Wesker stood in the shadows, watching the conflict. It wasn't until Azula burst into flames that his interest rose.
"My, now isn't this interesting." Wesker spoke with a hint of amusement. "To think I was bored a few minutes ago." Cautiously, he stepped out of the shadows.
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Maul eyed the newcomer curiously. "Who are you?" He quietly asked.
On empty crossroads, seek the eclipse -- for when Sol and Lua align, the lost shall find their way home."This is as an uninformative an answer as I got." Maul said. He went back to his spot, and quietly Pushed Wesker, in order to gague his reaction.
On empty crossroads, seek the eclipse -- for when Sol and Lua align, the lost shall find their way home.Luckily, Robotnik finally got off Pete when he fainted from seeing Azula burst into flames. "Thanks a LOT there, missy, thought I was gonna hafta wrassle him off myself!" The fat cat got up. "Say, yer fire powers there remind me a lot about Maleficent's own fire magic! Can ya do anything else, like teleport, or lightning, or large scale weather changing?"
DAMMIT MARK, STOP HITTING HELPY!!Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes. The damn things were everywhere!
Deciding to take the fight to them, Gilgamesh leaped out the broken window, but reached out and caught the upper lip of the frame. With a twist, he launched himself up onto the roof and steadied himself.
“Gate of Babylon!” With that red light glowing, Gilgamesh rained swords, axes, spears, and other weapons down, around the house, turning the open space around it into a killing field.
Fawful saw Maul get his rather ironic mauling, feeling absolutely no obligation to help him - as far as Fawful was concerned, it was cosmic payback for the Sith's ruining of his wooden gunship two challenges ago. He did, however, manage to spy the metal cylinder still attached to the corpse's holster...
In a rather risky move, he left the relative safety of his perch on the roof to swoop down over the battlefield. A mechanical arm extended from his helmet to grab the lightsaber as Fawful stayed at what was hopefully a safe distance above, unsure of the werewolves' jumping ability.
The Fawfulcopters recording the footage from the challenge had seen their master dispose of Robotnik, and the same person arrive back in the All-Lair. They conferred silently over what this might mean. Finally, one of them went over and scanned the rotund roboticist.
"Scanning.... Analysis complete. Subject's skeletal structure is normal. He really is just fat. Ha. Ha. Ha."
It then simply watched as the drones dragged him back to his room.
Midbus stepped out of Fawful's lair, munching on a hot dog.
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Pretend there's something clever written here.

Azula glanced down at the doctor's stomach, then back at him. "You are in clear denial."
Easing back into life one step at a time