DaD Deathmatch

[Crimson Fox]

Crimson: (stands up as well and shakes his head) You just had to make me mad, you just had to tick me off...(sprouts all nine of his fox tails) and now there's a damn telephone ringing in my head from that.

*Crimson's head*

The Brain: (picks up phone) Hello...what's that...a telemarketer! I'm sick of you braindead jockeys calling me at dinnertime! And honestly who really needs a french fry cutter! (throws phone down and sends anger impulses through Crimson)

*The Arena*

Crimson: THAT'S IT!!! (grabs DMX and throws him towards the ceiling, his head smashing against the rafters on the way)

[DragonMasterX]

DMX: *head sticks out of building, he's able to look at a nude girl party in the apartmente crossing the street*

Lust: GIRLS WITH MALE NECESITY!

Common sense: KILL!

Lust: GIRLS WITH MALE NECESITY!

Common sense: KILL!

Lust: GIRLS WITH MALE NECESITY!

Common sense: KILL!

Lust: GIRLS WITH MALE NECESITY!

Common sense: KILL!

Lust: GIRLS WITH MALE NECESITY!

Common sense: KILL!

Lust: GIRLS WITH MALE NECESITY!

Common sense: KILL!

Lust: GIRLS WITH MALE NECESITY!

Common sense: KILL!

Lust: GIRLS WITH MALE NECESITY!

Common sense: KILL!

DMX: WHY LIFE HAS TO BE THIS HARD?!?!

[Gunter VanCrimson]

Com-Gun: (Peeks out from under the commentator's table) That was AMAZING!! We'll have to get the ring repaired as soon as the matc is over! Huh, Shadow?

[DragonMasterX]

DMX: *not there*



*A tail can be slightly seen pulling down the window of the girl's room and the lights go out*

[Crimson Fox]

(jumps through hole in the roof)

Crimson: Did somebody say girls with male necesity? (looks around) Aha!

(teleports into the apartment with the nude girl party)



The audience begins to riot as hours pass with neither competitor returning.

[DragonMasterX]

DMX: *looks on Crimson and grins* Let's help the ladies.

[Crimson Fox]

Crimson: Well, I always help a girl in need.

*view zooms outside the party as a series of moans and noises can be heard as the fox and dragon "help" the girls*


*Chaos is now breaking out as the audience starts fighting each other, using whatever they find.*

Random Person: "I paid for a damn fight, and I'm getting a damn fight!"

*hits Zorromon from behind with a chair*

Zorromon: You'll regret that! *slices random person into four with his sword, blood pooling to the ground* Anybody else want this?!

*crowds goes silent and returns to their seats, many of them pissing in fear*

Zorromon: Thought so.

[DragonMasterX]

DMX: No no no, I want two of you!

Furry Girl: But I can't tit-fuck with these small-

Dragon Girl: Neither I can.

DMX: *snaps fingers* Thanks god Shadow trained me.

*both girls chest swell and both of them now have bigger breasts, DMX still adds a heat effect so they feel really horny*

*both girls suddenly grab DMX by his arms*

DMX: (I love my job...)

*both girls carry him to a separate room*

[Crimson Fox]

Crimson: *uses his natural fox musk to make the cat girls in the room horny* (Tag body spray can suck it.)

Cat Girls: Nyah! *tackle Crimson to the couch and start tearing away his clothes*

Crimson: Best party I've ever been to. Lower ladies.


Security #1: Well, what now, I don't think they're coming back and the crowd's not fighting.

Security #2: Uh, I've got some blow in the back.

Security #1: Bitchin'!

[Shadowknight]

Spirit Shadow: *Floating in a cool blueish effect like the Jedis from Starwars next to DMX* You have learned well young padawan. *Looks at watch* I must go, remember your training!! *Fades into nothingness*

*Arena*

Com-Shadow: *Sits up and yawns* Well, that was fun. *Sees the arena empty* Well, this won't do. Do we have another fight lined up? Or do we have to improvise?