[These are the rules of each battle:
Minimum 8 lines.
No copying other people's lines.
200 CD purse unless otherwise specified, meaning that each rapper will have to bet 100 CD to enter.
The winner earns X Rep, where X is equal to the loser's Rep.
When both characters have posted their attacks, I will make a poll in the Main Colosseum that will last a week, the winner will be decided by that poll
I will control the NPC rapper, having him rap depending on the player's abilities. Difficulty levels won't be too high]
The DJ flipped a coin, turning to Raw Dogg and then D.L. as it landed in his closed fist.
"Call it for who goes first."
Raw Dogg nodded his head silently.
"Call that **** heads, nukkah."
Private Mod Note
():
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
TFEian Empire
Owner of Senori's Soul
Friend of RBS, FFFB, 499, Mythos, House Dimir, Rakdos, and Hyrule.
Dictator of
DJ Kay-Slay revealed the coin, which was heads.
Raw Dogg laughed and barked, waving dismissingly at D.L..
"You 'bout to get ****ed, boyyy!."
The DJ nodded as the crowd made noise.
"Aight, aight. It's all good. You going first then, Raw Dogg?"
Raw Dogg shook his head.
"**** no, *****! I'm gonna let this motha****ah go first and then burn his *****ass."
The crowd hooted and chuckled loudly.
[Go ahead and drop that **** nizzak. You've got as much time as you need, I suppose. Follow the rules. :)]
Private Mod Note
():
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
TFEian Empire
Owner of Senori's Soul
Friend of RBS, FFFB, 499, Mythos, House Dimir, Rakdos, and Hyrule.
Dictator of
Lets get this **** started, Lets start diggin your grave.
Abolitionist, or just a prison *****, u gonna wind up my slave
Cuz u forgetten the rules boy, cuz all ur mouth can say
Is how you can beat me, any day, but no, not today
Cuz united we stand, provided you can, handle my wicked ****
While you prattle on and on, grabbin at yo limp dick
All the while, the heart is breakin, and your mind is flakin, gettin sick
Cuz u wanna take me on, that makes me laugh, ur just a flea and a tick
Waitin on my shoulder, beggin for scraps, pickin up a few tips
While u lick it and suck it, take it like a ho, don't choke on my ****
The whole world's got it against you, i'd rather have george doubya take the switch
Have him kick yo ass, Is Dick cheney gonna have to choke a *****?
Private Mod Note
():
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Don't sweat the petty things and don't pet the sweaty things.
The crowd roared and hooted, apparently enjoying it, the DJ handing the Raw Dogg the mic.
"What kinda weak name now is D.L.
Too bad it won't help anyone to feel yo spits
I gotta eat MC's because that's my needs
I'ma make you split like a black eyed pea
'Cause you crazy if you think you'll do me damage bruh
Because I'll have you stoppin quicker than a transit bus
So trust if we battle dog you'll be hurt
'Cause I'll revoke your pass quicker than a movie clerk
And I'd like to say you're nice but you're average as hell
I'll leave your head droppin' quicker than a record sale
And I don't think you'll have a fan in all your days
Because you're full of bull like a Spanish holiday."
Finally, DJ Kay-Slay stepped in front of the crowd, nodding his head to the beat and smirking.
"Aight, aight party people! Let's decide this **** right now!"
He went over to D.L., pointing at his face.
"WHO'S DOWN WITH THIS CLOOOOWNNN?!"
The crowd roared in approval, hooting and applauding.
Then the DJ went over to Raw Dogg, who was smiling confidently.
"AND WHO DOWN WITH THIS *****?!"
The crowd roared in approval, although it seemed mixed with boos, the applause generally unenthusiastic.
"Aight! It's decided then nigs! The winner is D.L.!"
DJ Kay-Slay handed D.L. two hundred Crooklyn dollars with a smirk.
"Aight, aight, you good kid...Come back later maybe."
Private Mod Note
():
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
TFEian Empire
Owner of Senori's Soul
Friend of RBS, FFFB, 499, Mythos, House Dimir, Rakdos, and Hyrule.
Dictator of
[thread=27344][/thread] [thread=43661][/thread]
To post a comment, please login or register a new account.
Minimum 8 lines.
No copying other people's lines.
200 CD purse unless otherwise specified, meaning that each rapper will have to bet 100 CD to enter.
The winner earns X Rep, where X is equal to the loser's Rep.
When both characters have posted their attacks, I will make a poll in the Main Colosseum that will last a week, the winner will be decided by that poll
I will control the NPC rapper, having him rap depending on the player's abilities. Difficulty levels won't be too high]
The DJ flipped a coin, turning to Raw Dogg and then D.L. as it landed in his closed fist.
"Call it for who goes first."
Raw Dogg nodded his head silently.
"Call that **** heads, nukkah."
Owner of Senori's Soul
Friend of RBS, FFFB, 499, Mythos, House Dimir, Rakdos, and Hyrule.
Dictator of
[thread=43661][/thread]
Raw Dogg laughed and barked, waving dismissingly at D.L..
"You 'bout to get ****ed, boyyy!."
The DJ nodded as the crowd made noise.
"Aight, aight. It's all good. You going first then, Raw Dogg?"
Raw Dogg shook his head.
"**** no, *****! I'm gonna let this motha****ah go first and then burn his *****ass."
The crowd hooted and chuckled loudly.
[Go ahead and drop that **** nizzak. You've got as much time as you need, I suppose. Follow the rules. :)]
Owner of Senori's Soul
Friend of RBS, FFFB, 499, Mythos, House Dimir, Rakdos, and Hyrule.
Dictator of
[thread=43661][/thread]
Lets get this **** started, Lets start diggin your grave.
Abolitionist, or just a prison *****, u gonna wind up my slave
Cuz u forgetten the rules boy, cuz all ur mouth can say
Is how you can beat me, any day, but no, not today
Cuz united we stand, provided you can, handle my wicked ****
While you prattle on and on, grabbin at yo limp dick
All the while, the heart is breakin, and your mind is flakin, gettin sick
Cuz u wanna take me on, that makes me laugh, ur just a flea and a tick
Waitin on my shoulder, beggin for scraps, pickin up a few tips
While u lick it and suck it, take it like a ho, don't choke on my ****
The whole world's got it against you, i'd rather have george doubya take the switch
Have him kick yo ass, Is Dick cheney gonna have to choke a *****?
"What kinda weak name now is D.L.
Too bad it won't help anyone to feel yo spits
I gotta eat MC's because that's my needs
I'ma make you split like a black eyed pea
'Cause you crazy if you think you'll do me damage bruh
Because I'll have you stoppin quicker than a transit bus
So trust if we battle dog you'll be hurt
'Cause I'll revoke your pass quicker than a movie clerk
And I'd like to say you're nice but you're average as hell
I'll leave your head droppin' quicker than a record sale
And I don't think you'll have a fan in all your days
Because you're full of bull like a Spanish holiday."
The crowd seemed into it as well, though maybe not as loudly.
[Poll posted: http://forums.mtgsalvation.com/showthread.php?t=24108 ]
Owner of Senori's Soul
Friend of RBS, FFFB, 499, Mythos, House Dimir, Rakdos, and Hyrule.
Dictator of
[thread=43661][/thread]
"Aight, aight party people! Let's decide this **** right now!"
He went over to D.L., pointing at his face.
"WHO'S DOWN WITH THIS CLOOOOWNNN?!"
The crowd roared in approval, hooting and applauding.
Then the DJ went over to Raw Dogg, who was smiling confidently.
"AND WHO DOWN WITH THIS *****?!"
The crowd roared in approval, although it seemed mixed with boos, the applause generally unenthusiastic.
"Aight! It's decided then nigs! The winner is D.L.!"
DJ Kay-Slay handed D.L. two hundred Crooklyn dollars with a smirk.
"Aight, aight, you good kid...Come back later maybe."
Owner of Senori's Soul
Friend of RBS, FFFB, 499, Mythos, House Dimir, Rakdos, and Hyrule.
Dictator of
[thread=43661][/thread]