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Caramelian Warfare

Carmelian warfare use craft that attack in dollops, rather than waves.

Attacking in relentless dollops.

Super Different Fashion Sense

Superheroes: Same goals, very different fashion senses

Spiro loved his black latex suit.
Not because it showed off his muscles.
Not because it hid him reasonably well at night.
He liked it because Megalo-Don found it absolutely repellant.
Said it made him look like a giant eggplant.

Kalvin Ritter vs. Calcified Future Limb

Linus considers his next move against the calcified future limb.

Vegas says it’s a push, but I know who I’m putting my money on.

Herculean Gingerbread

Gingerbread Man says 'Come at me bro!'

He will not go gentle into that good bite.

The Closer You Are, the Quicker It Hits You

Level 11 has a strange effect on Pecunius’ mind.

The light behaved differently on Level 11. Or was it the air?
And why was Pecunius even on this level? It was hard to remember.
For those around him, however, there was no ambiguity of purpose.

MechaConflict and Spirit of Mecha

mecha and spirit of mecha

The business side in MechaConflict was always looking for ways to boost margins while his
panzer side just wanted to crush everything in sight.

Spirit of Mecha hovered, ever watchful, ever helpless to do much more than cautiously whisper cautions.

Late for Lunch, the Path of Least Resistance

Young prince taking the path of least resistance

A shortcut through the Neville chamber should make up for lost time.
So long as the young prince didn’t run into yappy Winston.

Marionette Master vs. Hand-Puppet Master

The puppeteers are at it again.

They’re more evenly matched than one might imagine.

Best Reason not to Tussle Near the Recombinator

Limb confusion

..scuffle, grapple…gff!unnkgh!
Take that!
..sonnuva… ouwff!!
… scuffle, scoot…
GOTchoo!..uhnf!…how my.. got…
…. ….. now waita sec…

Stalactus the Lead Slinger

Stalactus wore his tin star as a matter of course.

Stalactus waren’t the fastest draw.

He waren’t the best shot neither.

But if’n you drew on him
you kin bet
every
single
piece of hot lead
shot out of
every gun
would find its way
straight
to your
skull.

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