madman3 vs Naryar (Naryar Wins)

[madman3]

MERE TALK. IT MEANS NOTHING, COMING FROM A PATHETIC INSECT LIKE YOU. I WILL CRUSH YOUR BOT AND WILL SEND YOU REELING BACK INTO THE STINKING HOLE THAT IS HOME TO SCUM LIKE YOU.

I WILL CRUSH YOU UNTIL YOU'RE MERE SLIME (OH, WAIT, YOU ARE SLIME ALREADY) THEN SEND YOU TO NEW JERSEY.

YOU TALK A LOT FOR A PUNY INSECT. LET'S SEE IF YOU CAN BACK UP WHAT YOU SAY, MAGGOT.

OKAY MAYBE THE IDEA OF SENDING YOU TO NEW JERSEY IS EVIL BEYOND MY CONTROL, BUT I'LL CRUSH YOU, YOU PUTRID, FESTERING OLD CORPSE.

AS ALWAYS YOU ARE FOOLING YOURSELF. DIE NOW IN ETERNAL TORMENT, AND BARK IN VAIN !

YOU SEEM TO BE FOOLING YOURSELF, TOO, WORM. NOW BURN IN MY INFINITE HATRED FOR YOUR PATHETIC FORM.

YOU ARE NOTHING, AND YOU WEIGH NOTHING BEFORE MY POWER ! I AM THE MIGHTY NARYAR, AND YOU SHALL BE SLAIN BY MY HAND !

YOUR PRETTY DAMN OBESE, TOO. NO WONDER I WEIGH NOTHING COMPARED TO YOUR PORTLINESS. AND JOY, IT WILL MAKE YOU BURN EVEN FASTER IN THE FLAMES OF MY HATE!

[Naryar]

MERE TALK. IT MEANS NOTHING, COMING FROM A PATHETIC INSECT LIKE YOU. I WILL CRUSH YOUR BOT AND WILL SEND YOU REELING BACK INTO THE STINKING HOLE THAT IS HOME TO SCUM LIKE YOU.

I WILL CRUSH YOU UNTIL YOU'RE MERE SLIME (OH, WAIT, YOU ARE SLIME ALREADY) THEN SEND YOU TO NEW JERSEY.

YOU TALK A LOT FOR A PUNY INSECT. LET'S SEE IF YOU CAN BACK UP WHAT YOU SAY, MAGGOT.

OKAY MAYBE THE IDEA OF SENDING YOU TO NEW JERSEY IS EVIL BEYOND MY CONTROL, BUT I'LL CRUSH YOU, YOU PUTRID, FESTERING OLD CORPSE.

AS ALWAYS YOU ARE FOOLING YOURSELF. DIE NOW IN ETERNAL TORMENT, AND BARK IN VAIN !

YOU SEEM TO BE FOOLING YOURSELF, TOO, WORM. NOW BURN IN MY INFINITE HATRED FOR YOUR PATHETIC FORM.

YOU ARE NOTHING, AND YOU WEIGH NOTHING BEFORE MY POWER ! I AM THE MIGHTY NARYAR, AND YOU SHALL BE SLAIN BY MY HAND !

YOUR PRETTY DAMN OBESE, TOO. NO WONDER I WEIGH NOTHING COMPARED TO YOUR PORTLINESS. AND JOY, IT WILL MAKE YOU BURN EVEN FASTER IN THE FLAMES OF MY HATE!

YOU ARE AN INSECT AND I AM A GIANT. YOU WILL LOSE ! AND MY BURNING PASSION MAKES ME IMMUNE TO FIRE !

[madman3]

MERE TALK. IT MEANS NOTHING, COMING FROM A PATHETIC INSECT LIKE YOU. I WILL CRUSH YOUR BOT AND WILL SEND YOU REELING BACK INTO THE STINKING HOLE THAT IS HOME TO SCUM LIKE YOU.

I WILL CRUSH YOU UNTIL YOU'RE MERE SLIME (OH, WAIT, YOU ARE SLIME ALREADY) THEN SEND YOU TO NEW JERSEY.

YOU TALK A LOT FOR A PUNY INSECT. LET'S SEE IF YOU CAN BACK UP WHAT YOU SAY, MAGGOT.

OKAY MAYBE THE IDEA OF SENDING YOU TO NEW JERSEY IS EVIL BEYOND MY CONTROL, BUT I'LL CRUSH YOU, YOU PUTRID, FESTERING OLD CORPSE.

AS ALWAYS YOU ARE FOOLING YOURSELF. DIE NOW IN ETERNAL TORMENT, AND BARK IN VAIN !

YOU SEEM TO BE FOOLING YOURSELF, TOO, WORM. NOW BURN IN MY INFINITE HATRED FOR YOUR PATHETIC FORM.

YOU ARE NOTHING, AND YOU WEIGH NOTHING BEFORE MY POWER ! I AM THE MIGHTY NARYAR, AND YOU SHALL BE SLAIN BY MY HAND !

YOUR PRETTY DAMN OBESE, TOO. NO WONDER I WEIGH NOTHING COMPARED TO YOUR PORTLINESS. AND JOY, IT WILL MAKE YOU BURN EVEN FASTER IN THE FLAMES OF MY HATE!

YOU ARE AN INSECT AND I AM A GIANT. YOU WILL LOSE ! AND MY BURNING PASSION MAKES ME IMMUNE TO FIRE !

FOOL! I AM A GOD AND YOU ARE SIMPLY SEWER SLIME THAT DOES NOT KNOW ITS PLACE!

[Preytor_4]

MERE TALK. IT MEANS NOTHING, COMING FROM A PATHETIC INSECT LIKE YOU. I WILL CRUSH YOUR BOT AND WILL SEND YOU REELING BACK INTO THE STINKING HOLE THAT IS HOME TO SCUM LIKE YOU.

I WILL CRUSH YOU UNTIL YOU'RE MERE SLIME (OH, WAIT, YOU ARE SLIME ALREADY) THEN SEND YOU TO NEW JERSEY.

YOU TALK A LOT FOR A PUNY INSECT. LET'S SEE IF YOU CAN BACK UP WHAT YOU SAY, MAGGOT.

OKAY MAYBE THE IDEA OF SENDING YOU TO NEW JERSEY IS EVIL BEYOND MY CONTROL, BUT I'LL CRUSH YOU, YOU PUTRID, FESTERING OLD CORPSE.

AS ALWAYS YOU ARE FOOLING YOURSELF. DIE NOW IN ETERNAL TORMENT, AND BARK IN VAIN !

YOU SEEM TO BE FOOLING YOURSELF, TOO, WORM. NOW BURN IN MY INFINITE HATRED FOR YOUR PATHETIC FORM.

YOU ARE NOTHING, AND YOU WEIGH NOTHING BEFORE MY POWER ! I AM THE MIGHTY NARYAR, AND YOU SHALL BE SLAIN BY MY HAND !

YOUR PRETTY DAMN OBESE, TOO. NO WONDER I WEIGH NOTHING COMPARED TO YOUR PORTLINESS. AND JOY, IT WILL MAKE YOU BURN EVEN FASTER IN THE FLAMES OF MY HATE!

YOU ARE AN INSECT AND I AM A GIANT. YOU WILL LOSE ! AND MY BURNING PASSION MAKES ME IMMUNE TO FIRE !

FOOL! I AM A GOD AND YOU ARE SIMPLY SEWER SLIME THAT DOES NOT KNOW ITS PLACE!

YOU BOTH ARE MEASLY HUMANS! I AM A GOD AMONG MEN! NOW BOW BEFORE YOUR MASTER!

Whoops not the manly thread, go Madman.

[madman3]

MERE TALK. IT MEANS NOTHING, COMING FROM A PATHETIC INSECT LIKE YOU. I WILL CRUSH YOUR BOT AND WILL SEND YOU REELING BACK INTO THE STINKING HOLE THAT IS HOME TO SCUM LIKE YOU.

I WILL CRUSH YOU UNTIL YOU'RE MERE SLIME (OH, WAIT, YOU ARE SLIME ALREADY) THEN SEND YOU TO NEW JERSEY.

YOU TALK A LOT FOR A PUNY INSECT. LET'S SEE IF YOU CAN BACK UP WHAT YOU SAY, MAGGOT.

OKAY MAYBE THE IDEA OF SENDING YOU TO NEW JERSEY IS EVIL BEYOND MY CONTROL, BUT I'LL CRUSH YOU, YOU PUTRID, FESTERING OLD CORPSE.

AS ALWAYS YOU ARE FOOLING YOURSELF. DIE NOW IN ETERNAL TORMENT, AND BARK IN VAIN !

YOU SEEM TO BE FOOLING YOURSELF, TOO, WORM. NOW BURN IN MY INFINITE HATRED FOR YOUR PATHETIC FORM.

YOU ARE NOTHING, AND YOU WEIGH NOTHING BEFORE MY POWER ! I AM THE MIGHTY NARYAR, AND YOU SHALL BE SLAIN BY MY HAND !

YOUR PRETTY DAMN OBESE, TOO. NO WONDER I WEIGH NOTHING COMPARED TO YOUR PORTLINESS. AND JOY, IT WILL MAKE YOU BURN EVEN FASTER IN THE FLAMES OF MY HATE!

YOU ARE AN INSECT AND I AM A GIANT. YOU WILL LOSE ! AND MY BURNING PASSION MAKES ME IMMUNE TO FIRE !

FOOL! I AM A GOD AND YOU ARE SIMPLY SEWER SLIME THAT DOES NOT KNOW ITS PLACE!

YOU BOTH ARE MEASLY HUMANS! I AM A GOD AMONG MEN! NOW BOW BEFORE YOUR MASTER!

Whoops not the manly thread, go Madman.

THAT'S RIGHT. NOW NOT EVERYBODY NEEDS TO GET HURT; JUST YOU AND NARY.
NOW KNEEL IN YOUR FINAL MOMENTS.

[Naryar]

MERE TALK. IT MEANS NOTHING, COMING FROM A PATHETIC INSECT LIKE YOU. I WILL CRUSH YOUR BOT AND WILL SEND YOU REELING BACK INTO THE STINKING HOLE THAT IS HOME TO SCUM LIKE YOU.

I WILL CRUSH YOU UNTIL YOU'RE MERE SLIME (OH, WAIT, YOU ARE SLIME ALREADY) THEN SEND YOU TO NEW JERSEY.

YOU TALK A LOT FOR A PUNY INSECT. LET'S SEE IF YOU CAN BACK UP WHAT YOU SAY, MAGGOT.

OKAY MAYBE THE IDEA OF SENDING YOU TO NEW JERSEY IS EVIL BEYOND MY CONTROL, BUT I'LL CRUSH YOU, YOU PUTRID, FESTERING OLD CORPSE.

AS ALWAYS YOU ARE FOOLING YOURSELF. DIE NOW IN ETERNAL TORMENT, AND BARK IN VAIN !

YOU SEEM TO BE FOOLING YOURSELF, TOO, WORM. NOW BURN IN MY INFINITE HATRED FOR YOUR PATHETIC FORM.

YOU ARE NOTHING, AND YOU WEIGH NOTHING BEFORE MY POWER ! I AM THE MIGHTY NARYAR, AND YOU SHALL BE SLAIN BY MY HAND !

YOUR PRETTY DAMN OBESE, TOO. NO WONDER I WEIGH NOTHING COMPARED TO YOUR PORTLINESS. AND JOY, IT WILL MAKE YOU BURN EVEN FASTER IN THE FLAMES OF MY HATE!

YOU ARE AN INSECT AND I AM A GIANT. YOU WILL LOSE ! AND MY BURNING PASSION MAKES ME IMMUNE TO FIRE !

FOOL! I AM A GOD AND YOU ARE SIMPLY SEWER SLIME THAT DOES NOT KNOW ITS PLACE!

YOU BOTH ARE MEASLY HUMANS! I AM A GOD AMONG MEN! NOW BOW BEFORE YOUR MASTER!

Whoops not the manly thread, go Madman.

THAT'S RIGHT. NOW NOT EVERYBODY NEEDS TO GET HURT; JUST YOU AND NARY.
NOW KNEEL IN YOUR FINAL MOMENTS.

LISTEN NOT TO THE OTHER FOOL, LEST YOU MISS MY BLADE CLEAVING YOUR PITIFUL, FRAIL NECK.

AND YOU, A GOD ? HOW CAN A POWERLESS INSECT BE A GOD, PRAY TELL ? YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A DELUSIONAL,, SOON-TO-BE-DEAD FOOL.

[Pwnator]

im 18 and wat is dis

[Tweedy]

im 18 and wat is dis

it seems to me to be the build up to a fight of epic proportions

[madman3]

MERE TALK. IT MEANS NOTHING, COMING FROM A PATHETIC INSECT LIKE YOU. I WILL CRUSH YOUR BOT AND WILL SEND YOU REELING BACK INTO THE STINKING HOLE THAT IS HOME TO SCUM LIKE YOU.

I WILL CRUSH YOU UNTIL YOU'RE MERE SLIME (OH, WAIT, YOU ARE SLIME ALREADY) THEN SEND YOU TO NEW JERSEY.

YOU TALK A LOT FOR A PUNY INSECT. LET'S SEE IF YOU CAN BACK UP WHAT YOU SAY, MAGGOT.

OKAY MAYBE THE IDEA OF SENDING YOU TO NEW JERSEY IS EVIL BEYOND MY CONTROL, BUT I'LL CRUSH YOU, YOU PUTRID, FESTERING OLD CORPSE.

AS ALWAYS YOU ARE FOOLING YOURSELF. DIE NOW IN ETERNAL TORMENT, AND BARK IN VAIN !

YOU SEEM TO BE FOOLING YOURSELF, TOO, WORM. NOW BURN IN MY INFINITE HATRED FOR YOUR PATHETIC FORM.

YOU ARE NOTHING, AND YOU WEIGH NOTHING BEFORE MY POWER ! I AM THE MIGHTY NARYAR, AND YOU SHALL BE SLAIN BY MY HAND !

YOUR PRETTY DAMN OBESE, TOO. NO WONDER I WEIGH NOTHING COMPARED TO YOUR PORTLINESS. AND JOY, IT WILL MAKE YOU BURN EVEN FASTER IN THE FLAMES OF MY HATE!

YOU ARE AN INSECT AND I AM A GIANT. YOU WILL LOSE ! AND MY BURNING PASSION MAKES ME IMMUNE TO FIRE !

FOOL! I AM A GOD AND YOU ARE SIMPLY SEWER SLIME THAT DOES NOT KNOW ITS PLACE!

YOU BOTH ARE MEASLY HUMANS! I AM A GOD AMONG MEN! NOW BOW BEFORE YOUR MASTER!

Whoops not the manly thread, go Madman.

THAT'S RIGHT. NOW NOT EVERYBODY NEEDS TO GET HURT; JUST YOU AND NARY.
NOW KNEEL IN YOUR FINAL MOMENTS.

LISTEN NOT TO THE OTHER FOOL, LEST YOU MISS MY BLADE CLEAVING YOUR PITIFUL, FRAIL NECK.

AND YOU, A GOD ? HOW CAN A POWERLESS INSECT BE A GOD, PRAY TELL ? YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A DELUSIONAL,, SOON-TO-BE-DEAD FOOL.

QUIET, YOU ARROGANT WORM! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A PUNY INSECT BEFORE MY MIGHT!

[Team 9]

 

[Naryar]

MERE TALK. IT MEANS NOTHING, COMING FROM A PATHETIC INSECT LIKE YOU. I WILL CRUSH YOUR BOT AND WILL SEND YOU REELING BACK INTO THE STINKING HOLE THAT IS HOME TO SCUM LIKE YOU.

I WILL CRUSH YOU UNTIL YOU'RE MERE SLIME (OH, WAIT, YOU ARE SLIME ALREADY) THEN SEND YOU TO NEW JERSEY.

YOU TALK A LOT FOR A PUNY INSECT. LET'S SEE IF YOU CAN BACK UP WHAT YOU SAY, MAGGOT.

OKAY MAYBE THE IDEA OF SENDING YOU TO NEW JERSEY IS EVIL BEYOND MY CONTROL, BUT I'LL CRUSH YOU, YOU PUTRID, FESTERING OLD CORPSE.

AS ALWAYS YOU ARE FOOLING YOURSELF. DIE NOW IN ETERNAL TORMENT, AND BARK IN VAIN !

YOU SEEM TO BE FOOLING YOURSELF, TOO, WORM. NOW BURN IN MY INFINITE HATRED FOR YOUR PATHETIC FORM.

YOU ARE NOTHING, AND YOU WEIGH NOTHING BEFORE MY POWER ! I AM THE MIGHTY NARYAR, AND YOU SHALL BE SLAIN BY MY HAND !

YOUR PRETTY DAMN OBESE, TOO. NO WONDER I WEIGH NOTHING COMPARED TO YOUR PORTLINESS. AND JOY, IT WILL MAKE YOU BURN EVEN FASTER IN THE FLAMES OF MY HATE!

YOU ARE AN INSECT AND I AM A GIANT. YOU WILL LOSE ! AND MY BURNING PASSION MAKES ME IMMUNE TO FIRE !

FOOL! I AM A GOD AND YOU ARE SIMPLY SEWER SLIME THAT DOES NOT KNOW ITS PLACE!

YOU BOTH ARE MEASLY HUMANS! I AM A GOD AMONG MEN! NOW BOW BEFORE YOUR MASTER!

Whoops not the manly thread, go Madman.

THAT'S RIGHT. NOW NOT EVERYBODY NEEDS TO GET HURT; JUST YOU AND NARY.
NOW KNEEL IN YOUR FINAL MOMENTS.

LISTEN NOT TO THE OTHER FOOL, LEST YOU MISS MY BLADE CLEAVING YOUR PITIFUL, FRAIL NECK.

AND YOU, A GOD ? HOW CAN A POWERLESS INSECT BE A GOD, PRAY TELL ? YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A DELUSIONAL,, SOON-TO-BE-DEAD FOOL.

QUIET, YOU ARROGANT WORM! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A PUNY INSECT BEFORE MY MIGHT!

IT SEEMS YOUR TRASH TALK IS GETTING UNORIGINAL, BECAUSE ALL YOU DO IS RANDOMLY COPY WORDS THAT I HAVE USED. FOR THIS YOU WILL PERISH BEFORE MY POWER. AND I SHALL WIN THIS EGO CONTEST BECAUSE YOUR PRIDE IS NOTHING BEFORE MINE !

ANYWAYS... DIE, YOU MIDDLING SIMPLETON ! I WILL BOIL THE BLOOD OUT OF YOUR VEINS UNTIL YOU SHRIVEL TO A PATHETIC, WEAK HUSK ! I SHALL ERADICATE YOUR KIND FROM THE UNIVERSE ! AND I WILL KEEP YOU ALIVE SO YOU CAN FEEL THE PAIN ! THE PAAAAAAIIIIIIINNNNNNNNN !

[madman3]

MERE TALK. IT MEANS NOTHING, COMING FROM A PATHETIC INSECT LIKE YOU. I WILL CRUSH YOUR BOT AND WILL SEND YOU REELING BACK INTO THE STINKING HOLE THAT IS HOME TO SCUM LIKE YOU.

I WILL CRUSH YOU UNTIL YOU'RE MERE SLIME (OH, WAIT, YOU ARE SLIME ALREADY) THEN SEND YOU TO NEW JERSEY.

YOU TALK A LOT FOR A PUNY INSECT. LET'S SEE IF YOU CAN BACK UP WHAT YOU SAY, MAGGOT.

OKAY MAYBE THE IDEA OF SENDING YOU TO NEW JERSEY IS EVIL BEYOND MY CONTROL, BUT I'LL CRUSH YOU, YOU PUTRID, FESTERING OLD CORPSE.

AS ALWAYS YOU ARE FOOLING YOURSELF. DIE NOW IN ETERNAL TORMENT, AND BARK IN VAIN !

YOU SEEM TO BE FOOLING YOURSELF, TOO, WORM. NOW BURN IN MY INFINITE HATRED FOR YOUR PATHETIC FORM.

YOU ARE NOTHING, AND YOU WEIGH NOTHING BEFORE MY POWER ! I AM THE MIGHTY NARYAR, AND YOU SHALL BE SLAIN BY MY HAND !

YOUR PRETTY DAMN OBESE, TOO. NO WONDER I WEIGH NOTHING COMPARED TO YOUR PORTLINESS. AND JOY, IT WILL MAKE YOU BURN EVEN FASTER IN THE FLAMES OF MY HATE!

YOU ARE AN INSECT AND I AM A GIANT. YOU WILL LOSE ! AND MY BURNING PASSION MAKES ME IMMUNE TO FIRE !

FOOL! I AM A GOD AND YOU ARE SIMPLY SEWER SLIME THAT DOES NOT KNOW ITS PLACE!

YOU BOTH ARE MEASLY HUMANS! I AM A GOD AMONG MEN! NOW BOW BEFORE YOUR MASTER!

Whoops not the manly thread, go Madman.

THAT'S RIGHT. NOW NOT EVERYBODY NEEDS TO GET HURT; JUST YOU AND NARY.
NOW KNEEL IN YOUR FINAL MOMENTS.

LISTEN NOT TO THE OTHER FOOL, LEST YOU MISS MY BLADE CLEAVING YOUR PITIFUL, FRAIL NECK.

AND YOU, A GOD ? HOW CAN A POWERLESS INSECT BE A GOD, PRAY TELL ? YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A DELUSIONAL,, SOON-TO-BE-DEAD FOOL.

QUIET, YOU ARROGANT WORM! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A PUNY INSECT BEFORE MY MIGHT!

IT SEEMS YOUR TRASH TALK IS GETTING UNORIGINAL, BECAUSE ALL YOU DO IS RANDOMLY COPY WORDS THAT I HAVE USED. FOR THIS YOU WILL PERISH BEFORE MY POWER. AND I SHALL WIN THIS EGO CONTEST BECAUSE YOUR PRIDE IS NOTHING BEFORE MINE !

ANYWAYS... DIE, YOU MIDDLING SIMPLETON ! I WILL BOIL THE BLOOD OUT OF YOUR VEINS UNTIL YOU SHRIVEL TO A PATHETIC, WEAK HUSK ! I SHALL ERADICATE YOUR KIND FROM THE UNIVERSE ! AND I WILL KEEP YOU ALIVE SO YOU CAN FEEL THE PAIN ! THE PAAAAAAIIIIIIINNNNNNNNN !

SINCE WHEN DID ORIGINALITY EQUATE TO POWER, YOU SNIVELING RUNT?
I SHALL SPLIT YOUR PUNY MIND INTO PIECES OF NOTHINGNESS, AND YOUR BODY SHALL FOLLOW AS SUCH AS YOU REMAIN, BARELY ALIVE.

[Mecha]

i guess [/endcaps/] i didn't work...well..

[Dragonfire]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=upjddVhohDM&feature=youtu.be#

Shout-out to Naryar for sending bindings.

[RammingSpeed]

Epic. Ep. Ic.

[madman3]

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SHEER LUCK OF BOT TYPE, WORM! NEXT TIME I SHALL GRIND YOU INTO DUST!
Honestly though I wasn't exactly counting on you entering a HS; literally every SnS I've tested the bot against lost and pretty much every other bot type (including VS, I've beaten Cash Cow numerous times with the thing), but not HS. Well done for blerhrguweyfvuwf countering my bot type. I would have preferred it if we didn't both try and sidestep each others building strengths next time.

[Naryar]

MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ! TASTE THE POWER OF THE MIGHTY NARYAR ! AND REALIZE HOW OUTCLASSED YOU ARE !

And I wasn't expecting you at all to enter such a thing. I thought you were entering a gut-ripper actually, so I entered that. I as well figured you thought I was entering a gutripper since I am a gut ripper specialist, but I didn't wanted to fought a wedge war I would not necessarily win, so I entered an anti gut ripper.

I guess it worked against the TRFBD's main weaknesses : the large discs.

Also, battles are fun when you have two cunning opponents, they try to out gambit each other and the results are unpredictable.

[Mr. AS]

ranks updated

[madman3]

MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ! TASTE THE POWER OF THE MIGHTY NARYAR ! AND REALIZE HOW OUTCLASSED YOU ARE !

And I wasn't expecting you at all to enter such a thing. I thought you were entering a gut-ripper actually, so I entered that. I as well figured you thought I was entering a gutripper since I am a gut ripper specialist, but I didn't wanted to fought a wedge war I would not necessarily win, so I entered an anti gut ripper.

I guess it worked against the TRFBD's main weaknesses : the large discs.

Also, battles are fun when you have two cunning opponents, they try to out gambit each other and the results are unpredictable.

Yeah, I was expecting you to enter a gutripper or maybe an SnS since that's a serious issue for most TRFBDs, and I wasn't expecting a HS with a high disk like that, so while the bot is well suited to fighting undercutters since it can get at the weapons motor and wheels very easily it's never really had any chance of winning. Good bot though, Nary.

But really that match really just proved that TRFBDs hate HS. It would be nice to have a full on gut-ripper challenge in future, eh?