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Versam

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  1. Woot!!!! I would like the thank my redheads, Aloy, Sonja, and Blossom for representing the baddest b**** on CBUB ❀️πŸ₯³πŸ˜˜ And SSJRuss, I guess, for yelling at me to make a team before drafts close πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…
  2. I do love my red-headed powerhouses ❀️❀️❀️❀️ And I know, I know πŸ˜… I'm just not the debating type. Y'all tryin to raise my blood pressure.
  3. Much appreciated ❀️ Also, thanks for hyping up my man Luffy this whole time. Pretty sure no one would've taken him seriously if you hadn't argued for him.
  4. Thanks for enjoying my story! Now if you could all go play Horizon Zero Dawn and learn about my girl, Aloy, that'd be dope πŸ˜‚
  5. I consider this the highest of compliments β™₯️ Thank you Fox. Aloy has proven that she's capable of dealing with large numbers. She's easily taken out bandit camps and enemy bases. I think the big thing here is Cerberus' artillery. They have weaponry she's not accustomed to (besides what she has learned from Garrus, that is). But she's a quick study, so her sneaking/shooting could win her this fight. 🀞🀞🀞
  6. Here's my entry! β™₯️β™₯️β™₯️
  7. Aloy crouched low on the catwalk as Cerberus soldiers passed underneath. They were looking for her. But after years of sneaking up on Grazers in Mother's Embrace, she could keep herself hidden from a few frantic humans. Even on their own ship. The Cerberus cruiser was massive and reminded her of the cauldrons back home. The halls were dark and metallic. But at least she didn't have to fight through waves of machines to get where she needed to be. Not that she wasn't prepared for a fight if it came to that. Garrus' Black Widow hung off her shoulder, where she used to keep her bow and arrows. It was a less graceful weapon, for sure, but its firepower matched that of her blast arrows. And the clips took up far less space. But the real challenge was its weight. It was heavy. Like the guilt in her chest. She peeked over the rails once the soldiers left. Below, there were Ravager-sized pods lining the walls, each with a turian silhouette under its surface. Garrus was down there somewhere. And she needed to find him. She climbed down silently and effortlessly, moving from pod to pod, searching for the turian face she knew by heart. The face she never could have imagined existed only a few months ago. Nothing. Next pod. Hide. Nothing. Next pod. Unfamiliar. Next pod. Hide. It was a slow search. Next pod... She slowed to a stop next to it, recognizing something in the blue markings on the face within. It was the face she'd studied every day since she first saw it. Garrus Vakarian. She only stared down at him for enough time to catch her breath before she went to work yanking at the cords on the side of the pod and pushing at the lid so she could get to him. He was only inches away. All she had to do was wake him up and they could leave. Together. It took all of her strength to move the lid, but once ajar, it slid away, revealing the body underneath. Her palm found his face, thumb tracing the lines of his mandibles. He was cold and slick. Never a good sign. This technology was beyond her. What would she do if he didn't wake? What could she do? Where would she go? Aloy shook him gently. Then harder. Nothing. But he was still breathing. He was still there. Just... gone. How had she lost this family she'd only just gained? Her focus chimed, alerting her to the approach of Cerberus soldiers. But there was still time before they arrived. "Garrus," she whispered, a hopeless attempt to reanimate him. "Do you remember when you found me?" *** A grassy green prairie rolled on for as far as I could see. I leaned back onto the hill, feeling the warmth of the sun on my cheek. Earth. What a beautiful place. Lush. Empty. Abandoned. But it wasn't empty, was it? My own perceptions confused me. Surely someone lived here. All I could remember were the creatures. The machines, someone had called them. I'd fought one the size of my starship. A Thunderjaw. The word came from thin air. Yeah, a Thunderjaw. "Garrus," a voice whispered. "Do you remember when you found me?" There was a heat at my side. I wasn't alone. She was sitting next to me, fiery and brave and human. Had she always been there? Aloy. "Of course." I couldn't recall. "You were fighting the Thunderjaw." My own words surprised me. "And the damned thing took my ship right out of the sky." She stared at the ground, letting grass slide between her fingers before she ripped it up. "I was alone before then. An outcast." She forced a chuckle. "And I didn't know anything about the world." "You knew more than everyone on your planet," I chided softly. She was a genius. I still remembered her face in the firelight as she pieced my ship together one part at a time. And when she had questions, her eyes sparked with wonderlust. I'd give her half an answer before she figured it out on her own. After all that, she probably knew more about my ship than I did. Aloy didn't react. Didn't even look at me. She was lost in the rolling plains. "I never imagined I'd leave the Sacred Lands," she managed. "And then you took me to the stars." I'd been stranded on Earth for weeks. In the meantime, we'd traded stories of Palaven and the Nora, bonded over weaponry and sharpshooting, and used the machines in the valley to repair my ship to its functioning flying glory. It was only fair that I take her for the ride of her life --show her how small Earth was in the grand scheme of the universe. How was I supposed to know she'd never want to go back? "I've experienced so much. You've shown me the unimaginable." Her voice broke. "Everything is... so much bigger now." Aloy's braided and beaded hair fell over her shoulder, hiding her face. I reached out to brush it away. She was too proud to cry. But she could trust me, couldn't she? And then my fingers passed right through her. She kept talking, as if she'd felt nothing. "I'm not afraid of being alone. I've been alone before." Her breathing became shallow and ragged. "But if you don't wake up... You'll never know how much I..." If I didn't wake up...? "Aloy, what do you mean?" She looked up suddenly, like she'd heard something. Her focus could pick up things from far off. Things my scanners couldn't even read. "They're coming..." "Who is coming?" But in my gut, I knew it was Cerberus. Aloy and I had met up with a turian fleet on its way to Palaven. I'd promised Aloy we'd go to the Citadel from there. We were on a galactic tour or sorts. But the fleet had been ambushed, boarded, and seized. And we flew right into their trap. I scanned the valley, realizing how cold and lifeless it truly was. There were no machines. No wind. No heat from the sun. The only warmth here radiated from Aloy. She jumped to her feet in a defensive stance, ready to fight. My rifle hung from her shoulder. "Aloy," I tried again, reaching for her leg. Reaching for her warmth. But I passed right through. And then she vanished. Popped right out of existence in front of me. I had only blinked. And she was gone. "ALOY!" From the horizon, a dark shadow swept over the valley, eating away this world I'd somehow imagined. The shadow moved faster and faster, coming for me. "It's not real, Garrus," I scolded myself. "Aloy needs you to wake the hell up!" And the shadow consumed me. *** Aloy held Black Widow just like Garrus had taught her. He’d emphasized four principles --aim, hold, sight, and shot. Similar to the principles she used with her bow. But this was nothing like the ebb and flow of her arrows. This was a power she had to squeeze tight and hold in her core lest it escape her. She’d left Garrus’ side only to set traps throughout the room. Near doorways. Away from the other pods. If she could fight machines back home, she could defeat a few humans in space. An explosion sounded as one of her trip wires went off. Cerberus had arrived. Aloy glanced over her shoulder at the pod where Garrus was stirring. She couldn't leave now that she knew he was alive. Whatever she’d done had been enough to wake him. But she needed to defend him until they could escape. She wouldn’t leave him behind again. Aloy stared down the Black Widow’s sights and waited for the soldiers to descend upon her.
  8. Please do! It's a personal favorite. And praised for it's accuracy in the kitchen. Plus you'll see how talented my boy is β™₯️
  9. Remy is "nothing less than the finest chef in France." Canon. Lol. But a chef can't just cook one type of cuisine. And he wasn't trained in just French food. What Remy has is a natural talent --insane senses of smell and taste. And THAT is what makes him so good at what he does. He can see the flavors and pair them to bring out their best. And while Pillsbury makes some banging biscuits for breakfast, Remy has concocted dishes worthy of fine dining.
  10. That's probably because 1) Westerns suck. And 2) They facilitate colonial narratives and enforce indigenous stereotypes. But, y'know, joke slot. Lol. Let's flog the guy who suggested it πŸ˜‚
  11. Did this man just make a fucking victory speech?
  12. One of the other reasons people were voting for Naga was her patience --her general personality. She's not overdramatic, which makes her a harder target than, let's say, Courage or Momo. Jerry's a troll. He needs the dramatics. Then on top of her chill demeanor, she also has size and strength to her advantage if it were to come to that. In this match, however, Krypto and Naga are pretty on par. Sure, Krypto has super abilities, but this has been --and always will be-- a battle of patience. Who does Jerry want to fuck with more? What lengths will he go to? Etc.
  13. Say it again for the men in the back!!!! πŸ˜‚ Also, nice of you to show up finally 🀣🀣🀣 Only to make a joke.
  14. I mean... If they fall in love, don't they both win? β™₯️
  15. Rodan is 154 ft tall. Zorah is 845ft tall. I imagine the measurements are all scaled up. Zorah is gonna eat Mothra πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ Right after she burns to the ground from attempting to slam through his spikes.
  16. The entire plot of Monster Hunter World was that they were trying to restrain him πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ WEBBING AIN'T GONNA DO IT, SON
  17. I'm going to be honest, I don't know a damn thing about Kaiju. But I think Zorah can resist more than Mothra can put out. He's described as a walking volcano (larger than all the Kaiju in this category) and can't be knocked around if Mothra tries that approach. Plus that would only hurt Mothra since his body is covered in magma-spewing spikes, fire, and a turtle-like shell. His defense is on point. He's also resistant to any poison, stun, sleep, or paralysis effects Mothra might have. Actually, I'm just going to leave this right here. I think another big thing is that everyone is under the impression that Zorah can be taken out by humans with cannons and blades, but Zorah never died. He was only ever driven away. Just barely.
  18. I think Naga takes this EASY. The argument made for her still holds up and that was against Applejack, who had much more of a chance than Momo. Momo is a wimp and would run away from danger before sticking with the group 🀣 Posting pic of Nagas first match below because I'm lazy lol
  19. Omg. I hate you and I ADORE this. And here I thought I had round one in the bag...
  20. I know we're all bashing on The Most Interesting Man In The World right now, but there are actual feats in that 7-minute video. Though, all we needed was the first 10 seconds. In seconds 3-8, we see MIMW doing stunts on a horse. And, sure it's not a bull, but it's in the same family. And you can't have a handle on tricks like that without having extensive training in basic-horse riding. Plus, can we discuss the core strength it takes for him to handstand on the back of a moving horse!?!?!? And then holding on while partially hanging off? That is literally the skills he needs to win at mechanical bull riding. It's about being able to move with the 'animal', not laying on it until it stops moving which is what Steve does. Different animal, different skillset.
  21. I imagine so. If he didn't, I'd be just making up feats. Just wanted to make it as evenly matched as I could by giving him more of a supernatural element like the ladies. I'm not sure. I didn't see that. But I was editing it, so that might've effected it. Russ convinced me to do a match challenge with him (we give each other characters and have to come up with matches for them), so we had to argue over how it should be titled. For consistency. RIGHT!!! That show is a trip 🀣 I was thrilled when Russ put them on my list cuz I know their voices SO WELL. And they always fight some ridiculous monster, so what's more ridiculous than McDonalds? Overall, I think they still have it in the bag. It feels like a match that'd be in a typical episode.
  22. You've literally lost only one match πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ What is so fucked?
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