So there i was, sitting in a crappy McDonalds, eating after just getting my burger and nuggets and fries and two shakes from Savino, who had been struggling under the load. I was just about to bite into that triple layered burger when i suddenly heard a voice behind me.
"WHICH ONE OF YOU IS TYPHON?" Oh, yeah, we were supposed to fight, great. I grabbed my nunchaku (hey Link Roy and Marth had swords and i really do have nunchaku, and not those crappy foam ones either.)
"Ok, let's take it into the playpen shall we?"

***

So there we were. facing eachother, just waiting for the countdown.
3... 2... 1 FIGHT!

*Jumps into the playpen ready for action.*
"I am sorry my friend, but you will fall into the pit of doom!"
*Picks up a red ball and chucks it at Typhons head*
*Cackles*

I flew back as the ball impacted my head, thrown back by the incredible force of the hollow ball. I got up and hefted my nunchaku.
"Prepare to die, if that ball could fling me across this thing, imagine what these can do!" I lunged.

(Nunchaku=Nun-chucks?)

(Yes, and nunchaku + head = ow) ;)

*Puts hand in pocket and reaches for THE BANANA PEEL OF DISTRAUGHT! and chucks it at Typhon quickly but not before Typhon lunges at him with the Nun-Chucks.*
"Ahhhh!"
*Flys back into Wendy, the McDonalds manager*

I spread my arms and let the gentle wind of the ceiling fan carry me out of harms way. THen I put my fingers together and grinned at Brandon (right?).
"Have you ever heard about my legendary paper cut?" I cleanly chopped through the ball Brandon had previously thrown at me. Then I advanced ready to slice him with my unnaturally thin hand.

((What about my Banana of distraught? Just gonna forget about it?))

(I spread my arms and floated away, goofing on my near anorexia scrawniness)

((Ohhhh, Sorry lol))

"Oh SHIT!"
*Gets an Idea.*
*Turns around and grabs Wendy*
*Chucks it at Typhons eyes and quickly runs behind him*
*Grabs his Banana peel and chucks it at Typhon, with the Grenade activated*

*a heeping plate of mac and beans shoots downward from the sky*

Tom opened wide and the mac and beans fell cleanly into his mouth, plate and all, and then two things happened simutaneously: Brandon's grenade blew up, and Tom let out a brutal raging heap of methane. The blast from the grenade, while relatively small, was plenty to ignite the gas, which in turn caused a blast that subsequently leveled the building. The next thing Tom knew he was stuck face first in a dumpster...

*Flys and lands ass first on top of Typhon*
"DUDE!!!!!*
*Throws hands to nose*
"Thats horrible man!"
*Grabs a garbage bag and shoves it at Typhon, attempting to Suffocate him untill he gives up.*

Tom let out a huge, watery, noxious fart, safe from it only by the vacuum created by the garbage bag. :puke:

*Starts gasping for air*
*Runs as far as he can to escape the smell but fails and falls gasping*
"Bastard!"
*Finally starts breathing normally and gets up*
"Now Mr. Flatulance, you die."
*Runs toward the Flatulant One and smashes the lid down on the garbage, trapping him in*

Panicked, tom paper cut the dumpster in half and stumbled out. Then he frowned and wagged a finger and Brandon.
"Now now, that wasn't very nice..." Then propelled by the incredible power of the gas, he flew at Brandon, nunchaku twirling around his body in an elaborate dance, ready to bludgeon Brandon.

(Wow those mac and beans were fun, they're used up now though :( )

*Grabs his spare banana peel and chucks it right where Toms about to step*
"Get away from me!"
*Puts his arms up in defence*

The bannana caught me in the chest and sent me flying backwards due to my lack of weight. I hit the ground and back tapped, hoping to minimize the damage.
"Damn banannas." THen I grabbed a folded paper throwing star from my pocket and flicked it at Brandon...

"Whats with your paper damnit!"
*Tries to run and dodge it but it slices him in the arm*
*Grabs arm*
"Arrrg, Damnit, YOUR GONE!"
*Runs as fast as he can towards Tom with a punch waiting to connect with his face*

"I'm paper thin, so I like paper." I waited until Brandon was a mere foot from him before snapping his nunchaku up, just under Bradon's chin. It would be devestating if it hit.
"Cracker, you just got stilted."

*The nun-chucks connect but not before he connects a punch straight into Toms face*
*Zerstorung hits the ground with a thud. Blood is spurting out of his gums*
"Arrrgg...*
*Stumbles to his knees*

For not the first, nor second, nor third, but FOURTH time that day I found myself flying through the air. This time I hit a car windshield and found myself sprawled on my chest across the hood.
"Ow."

(ok, i'd say voting begins now)

((Good fight Tom))

(bows) You are a worthy opponent Brandon

*Returns the bow*
The same to you my friend.
*Dissapears*
((Sorry couldn't help it))