DM1: The Death Match Begins

The battle field was a nice park located on the outer edge of town. The day was filled with bright sun light and cool breeze. Our two heroes, or villains as the case may be, met to do battle. This battle would decide who was truly the greatest cocktail waiter of them all. The two approached a small shelter on the north side of the park. There they prepared to do battle. Russ went to his table and laid out his weapons as a way of intimidating Charlie. However, Charlie was not afraid for he had battled the great Russ on many occasions and was sure he had found a weakness that he could use to win once and for all. Russ put on his Pimp Suit of Protection and armed himself with the Musco Hard-Hat of Hell. Russ knew a few bitch slaps and Charlie would be out like a drunken toad at a Megadeath concert. Still, he carried his Hard-Hat of Hell with him just to be safe. Now it was Charlies turn to scare the pansy Russ. Charlie put on his Apron of Armageddon. This would protect him from almost any attack. To fight with Charlie had brought a weapon that no man had ever survived. It was his Produce Parsley of Pain. The sweet smell masked it's destructive force. With both sides now armed and ready for the wonderful battle that was to take place, they proceeded to walk in silence to the parking lot where they could begin their match. Many onlookers had gathered at the park to watch the fight. Everyone knew that only one man could walk away alive, and neither fighter had ever been beaten in a death match. Once the combative souls had reached the lot the fight began almost immediately....

To Be Continued...

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