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And the CFL Olympics were off with the lighting of the torch... which in this case meant my muffler backfired. And just like the Olympics, so many games to get through in so little time. 16 bots per division, with four pilots. How did it go? Let's look in. Our first fight was Warshrike, driven by yours truly, versus Double Dose, which creator Paul piloted. All stats given, btw, are WTSA: Weapon, Torque, Speed, and Armor. We didn't have printouts, so we had to approximate the stats of each bot. Sorry if they're not exact. It's the way it goes. The two people who DIDN'T fight in a match would decide who won each match.
With a 0,7,7,8 setup, Warshrike bested the 10,1,6,5 Double dose in a 24-21 judges' decision.
Next up was Miscreant vs. Blitzkrieg. Paul was back with Miscreant; with 4,5,7,6; looking to avenge himself against Chris taking control of the 0,4,12,6 rammer. And Paul did indeed avenge himself in a 25-20 decision.
Josh was next, as his 0,6,8,8 Zombie Killer barrelled past Andrewbot Jr., 3,5,7,7 and had Chris behind the controls; also in a 25-20 decision.
Chris would finally get his first win with Red Zone (3,5,8,6) taking down Demonic Visage (4,5,7,6) in the first real domination event... 31-14.
The first knockout came unfortunately at my expense. I was unable to get Testbotx5 (8,4,5,5) to even last the full fight as the Josh-driven Lightning (2,3,12,5) got the KO in 1:55.
Even though it was Chris's design, Josh got the honor of driving Celestial Slayer (9,3,5,5) against Paul who had BLACKout (15,1,1,5). Celestial Slayer got the 29-16 victory.
My own Underminer (0,4,10,8) look to avenge another LW of mine against the wily thwack Aggressive Blood Cell (1,7,9,5) driven by Paul. In a split 23-22 decision, Underminer advanced.
I had the pleasure of piloting Sovereign (0,9,7,6) but did not have the pleasure of winning with it, as Josh drove Underall (0,7,8,7) in a 30-15 rout.
We then moved into the Middleweight division. AMP (13,1,5,3) was up first, and Paul piloted his own pride and joy, while Chris handled Unlimited Limits (8,4,5,5)... handled it straight to a KO at 1:01. AMP advances.
I had the honor/task of handling Shovearound 2 (5,4,7,6) as it went against #1 all-time rated bot Suicide (5,6,6,5). I have to admit, I'm actually proud of how well I did, even though I did lose 25-20 against Paul.
Yeow! Hot Bees! proved to be a pain in the ass because we first had to devise our own multi-bot rule for this competition. I personally suggested we use The Aristocrats instead of the Bees, but for some reason, that suggestion didn't fly. Huh. Anyway, we made the three-parter each with 0,2,7,3 as Josh took on Chris, who had Mech Kahuna (whom I'd been erroneously referring to as "Mecha Kahuna") with 12,1,4,5. Another split decision emerged as the multibot got the losing side of the 23-22 decision.
I was back to pilot Adrenichrome (14,1,2,5) while Josh took JAKT (6,4,6,6) and showed how Omega's designs are supposed to be piloted as JAKT won 24-21.
My Hands Are Abandoned Factories Manufacturing Heartbreak And Hate For The World (7,4,5,6) was driven by Josh, while I handled my own Dogpounder (0,6,9,7). And luckily, thanks to a KO at 2:20, I'll be spared from having to type the really long name again in this tournament.
I was back with X-Combat (also known only by me and Omega as "El Negro Muerte") against Josh's Rooster Teeth. My efforts with the 11,1,5,5 proved fruitful as the 12,2,5,3 bot lost, thus proving that ROOSTERS DON'T HAVE TEETH! LOL! Score was 27-18.
Shockwave (6,5,6,5) was driven by Paul while Chris took the reins of Influenza (11,4,3,5) and at 2:43, the spinbot was counted out.
Last in the MW division was Pissed-Off Poltergeist Resurrected (6,4,6,6) who used the hammer against Barrier (2,4,8,8). Paul shed no tears as Chris took his own creation to a 26-19 victory.
Next came the HW division. Chris took his own King Draco (7,3,6,6) against Blood Thirsty (6,3,7,6) driven in this even by Josh. Chris took this one 29-16.
Josh took control of Heart Attack (3,6,8,5) while I piloted my own Babaganoush (9,2,5,6) in a rematch of the Annihilation Finals. This time, the flipper got the 23-22 decision, thus vindicating me.
Thracktar Ultra was driven by Chris while Josh had Stampede. Chris took the 4,6,7,5 bot over 3,8,3,8 Stampede. Unfortunately, we didn't write down the score, so we'll just call it 27-18.
Acid Drop (7,2,7,6) was supposed to take on Striker (6,2,10,4) but Paul felt he had no chance so the first Forfeit came to let Chris advance his own bot.
Adrenaline (3,6,6,7) was controlled by Paul while I handled my own Diamond Jim (0,8,8,6) and I won 27-18.
Next came one of the all-time rivalries... Truth Or Consequences (6,3,6,7) versus Tank (0,4,10,8). Josh looked to put himself firmly in charge while Chris took Tank. And poor Josh.... 24-21 Tank, thus eliminating all four of Josh's bots in this division of the Olympics, but he would return!
A-Bomb (6,4,6,6) was next as Chris took this bot over his own creation, Wrath Of Draco (8,4,5,5), thus proving I shouldn't drive Chris's bots.
The second Forfeit of the tournament happened when Chris had F-Bomb (0,6,8,8), and realized he had no chance against me and Cow Tipper (6,4,7,5). The Cow was back, and getting away easy, so it would seem.
The SHW Sweet Sixteen was next. Paul handled the 0,6,10,6 Copperhead to a KO at 1:57 over SHUTout (15,1,1,5) thus proving that even with me at the wheel, Steve should give his creations a better drivetrain.
Paul's creations were facing off as the creator took his own 14,0,5,3 JOLT against Josh driving the 6,4,7,5 Road Rage. Josh didn't want to face JOLT, and so forfeited.
Jack Frost (11,1,5,5) was driven by Josh (2,8,2,10) who took on Bad-Ass Barnacle (4,6,6,6). And while I had lost a few fights already, this was the first of my own design to suffer such a fate in a close 24-21 fight, but at least I made it close.
I was back in the ring with Gila (0,10,6,6) while Eurypterus (0,4,10,8) was controlled by Paul (3,4,9,6). And the lizard beat the creepy-looking louse/earwig hybrid 25-20.
The wrath of multi-bots returned as Primary 3 (0,2,7,3), driven by Paul took on Reflector Shield (0,8,6,8) created and driven by Chris (6,6,4,6). The rammer trio was no match for one member of the original rammer trio as the last multi-bot left the building 29-16.
For the second time in my entire RPG career, I Forfeited a match. I was supposed to have Shredding Ring (12,0,5,5), but with less weapon AND torque, I didn't feel I had a chance against Adreniton (13,1,3,5), so I made Josh happy and let a bot that he was driving advance by Forfeit.
Chris piloted Toxic Hazard (12,4,3,3) against the "LAME!" Russianation (0,6,8,8) as driven by Josh. Not so lame, apparently. 23-22 for the skirts (but not pink, cuz that's just ugly, apparently).
Paul said "Domo Arigato" to Chris as Chris said "Sayonara" letting Japanese School Girl (13,1,4,4) advance past Destruction (7,2,5,8) by Forfeit.
Try to understand... by this time, it was already after 7PM. So since four of the quarterfinals involved two bots driven by the same guy, we let the driver decide the fight. So by a Driver's Decisions... Celestial Slayer topped Lightning, AMP advanced past Suicide, Dogpounder moved past X-Combat (since Dogpounder beat X-Combat in Fantasy Fury), and Striker beat Mech Kahuna. We then went inside to do commentary for The Sequel Must Go On.
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We retired back to the hotel to try and do both the Quarterfinals and ARCCon Trivia..... trivia ended up having to wait 'til Sunday at breakfast.
Back to LW's.... and I'm not gonna bother reposting stats. I took Warshrike against Paul with Miscreant.... and Miscreant won 23-22.
Josh's Zombie Killer went against Chris's Red Zone next, and the lifter went on with a 25-20 victory.
The Unders had it next as my Underminer sadly went under to Underall by not getting under Underall at all. 26-19. Josh advanced to the semis.
In the Middleweights, it was Josh with JAKT over Chris and Mech Kahuna 24-21.
Shockwave versus Barrier. Chris had been hoping to avoid this fight, and with good reason. It seemed that no matter which Paul was driving, Shockwave is almost always destined to come out on top 23-22. Poor Chris.
Onto the Heavyweights... which is better than having the Heavyweights onto you. Chris took his King Draco up the hill to knock the water out of the shaving basin (as Josh refers to it), but it was my Babaganoush who broke Draco's crown 25-20.
Chris was at it again with Tank, trying to beat me and Diamond Jim. But the deejay with the DJ would have none of it, and 24-21 would make Tank go down.
No more forfeits for the Cow. And with an overwhelming "MOO!", the Tipper driven by me defused A-Bomb, and so I beat Chris for the third consecutive fight, this time by a score of 25-20.
Chris would get some vicarious revenge in the SHW division, as Josh drove Chris's Jack Frost into Gila, which I drove, and got the Knockout in 2:45.
Josh would then have to take on Chris with Adreniton against Reflector Shield. In a tough decision, Reflector Shield advanced 26-19.
Josh was up again, this time against Paul. This time Russianation proved lame as Japanese School Girl manhandled the Josh-driven skirtbot 33-12.
Chris wanted to move on to the Semis, but Paul was under the table... literally, fighting to stay awake, so we called it a night. Called what a night? Exactly.
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After breakfast on Sunday morning (wherein we did trivia at Denny's... really) we got back to the room and started the semis. There was talk about doing it online since I really wanted to get going to Montoursville to meet up with my other friend. But we decided to bear it out.
In the Lightweights, Chris was in charge of Red Zone and proved to be in charge as he took down Paul and Miscreant 30-15.
In the other semifinal, since I didn't have a LW semifinalist, I took the reins of Celestial Slayer so that Josh wouldn't have to control two bots, and left him to handle Underall. It was a pretty lousy RP on my part, I admit. Underall won handily 26-19.
In the Middleweight division, AMP driven by Paul drove right through Josh and JAKT, with the Knockout coming at 2:35.
In the other semi... I steered and spun my own Dogpounder to a 25-20 decision over Shockwave, driven by Paul; thus giving Chris the satisfaction of helping decide a fight where Shockwave lost. lol.
By this time, it was almost noon, so we got out of the room and checked out before we got charged for another night, and kept going in the parking lot. Seriously.
The Heavyweights were next as I took my Babaganoush to seek revenge against Striker, but Chris would get to laugh on this one in a split decision, 23-22, thus frustrating the pith helmet.
In a return favor, I gave Josh control of Diamond Jim to pilot my own Cow Tipper. I would at least be happy knowing one of my designs would be in the HW finals. But which one? In a 26-19 decision, I proved that only I should drive my own bots. Moo, bitches. (Interestingly, as I type this, "Eye Of The Tiger" is playing, and I think it should be changed to "Eye Of The Cow".)
The Superheavyweights threw down next as Paul took JOLT against Josh and Jack Frost. The spinners threw down and in a Knockout at 2:02, it was JOLT who was triumphant.
Our last semifinal of the tourney saw Chris take Reflector Shield against Paul piloting the Japanese School Girl. In a hard fought, knock-down drag-out fight, it was Reflector Shield who advanced to the finals, 29-16. Next up, the Finals... in the parking lot at the Red Roof Inn. The suspense heightens not just because it's the Finals...
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It's Finals time!!
Chris was stoked to be in the Finals with his Red Zone (3,5,8,6) while Josh was happy to be in the finals as an RPer, even if it wasn't his own bot. Underall (0,7,8,7) went with the pointed wedge-teeth for the final. In a struggle of driving and strategies... your winner by a 23-22 split judges' decision, and Custom Fantasy League Olympics Lightweight Champion.....
RED ZONE
Sorry Josh, no soup for you. About this time a cop car pulled into the lot. A K-9 unit car, no less. We were worried that since we had already checked out, the hotel considered us to be loitering, and the cop was there to make sure we left. We really didn't have anywhere else to go, so if we were asked to leave, we planned to beg for mercy. Luckily, the cop was there on other business. So onto the Middleweights.
Paul prized AMP (13,1,5,3) was facing off against my Dogpounder (0,6,9,7). AMP's strategy was the stuff we've come to expect from Paul. I, however, decided to grasp at straws and employ a completely different strategy than the one I'd been using. Would it pay off? Chris and Josh actually deliberated on this one for a little bit. Paul and I were both kinda nervous. But in the end... your winner by a 29-16 judges' decision, and Custom Fantasy League Olympics Middleweight Champion.....
DOGPOUNDER
No kidding. When Paul heard that Striker and Cow Tipper were due next, he kinda groaned. So we gave him the choice of doing the SHW final next, which he decided to go with. So with his JOLT (14,0,5,5) taking on Chris with Reflector Shield (0,8,6,8), the classic SHW saga of spinners and rammers lived on in this final. No real surprises in strategies here as... your winner by a 24-21 judges' decision, and Custom Fantasy League Olympics Superheavyweight Champion.....
REFLECTOR SHIELD
Sorry Paul, no soup for you either. So it came down to the HW division. The dinner table from hell called Striker (6,2,10,4) took on the CD case from hell known as Cow Tipper (6,4,7,5). We both had a lot of pride on the line in this one. Would Chris repeat Defiance and take three titles, or would I maintain the bragging rights to having one of the best-known juggernauts (not Jaugernaut, though) in CFL history? Paul and Josh took their time thinking this one out, and while they did, I called my friend and apologized for running late, which worked out, because she had been behind schedule that day too. By the time I got her off the phone, the decision had been reached, and... your winner by a 23-22 split judges' decision, and Custom Fantasy League Olympics Heavyweight Champion.....
COW TIPPER
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