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Strako, the Wild Shadow, a seven-and-a-half-foot barbarian leaking unstable magic, faced Zayliss, a wall-climbing monk with glowing extra arms. They fought in a tower adrift in the cosmos and, after the floor fell out from under them, on a scatter of asteroids in open space. The match introduced Doug the Pug to the Acolytes, and Doug repeatedly beat the Arbiter at dice. The two champions kept telling each other they were cool, right up until one of them was cut nearly in half.

The Story

Bone Day

The Arbiter flew in through the skull-shaped mouth of the Dread Fortress and found the Grandmaster in her subterranean throne room. She was hovering over a small, old pug curled in a round fluffy chair. When he asked when they had gotten a dog, she was offended. “We’ve always had Doug,” she said. She explained that she had always had the goblins look after him, and she was appalled that the Arbiter could forget an entire family member. He blamed the stress of preparing all the Deathmatches.

Some days, she explained, Doug has no bones and simply collapses. If he has bones, it is bone day, and a good day lies ahead. Doug was very old and sad-looking, barely able to keep his eyes open. The Grandmaster dug her nails under him, stacked him up like a tower and let go. He held. “It’s a bone day! He has bones!” The Arbiter pointed out that the day’s sacrifices also had bones. He crowned Doug “the bone daddy” and said that maybe he was too stupid to understand. She agreed that this had to be it.

The Champions

The Arbiter admitted he didn’t quite remember where he had found the champions. Strako “was wandering around somewhere doing something,” and Zayliss “was outside of the carnival.” He thought they might even have told him they wanted to die. Strako had first worried he’d been “once again captured by the Witchlight Carnival.” He was alarmed that nobody had warned him about a pug, then won over completely.

Strako: “I love puppies. Today, in honor of my fallen boy, I will now fight this battle for Doug the Pug and all the puppies!”

Doug teetered but stayed upright, which the Grandmaster took as approval. The Arbiter promised no repeat of last week’s “odd sexual tension” with “the cats and the dog thing.” The Grandmaster asked for a clean, straightforward fight, in a place with circles that Doug could hop through. The Arbiter opened a portal to a tower adrift in the cosmos, with stars streaking past. Each of its four corners held a portal. One had a mirrored finish that looked out into space, one was a fiery molten forge, one glowed green, and one was “a strange pool of blood with some squirming bodies coming out of it.”

“This is the chaos of time and space here,” the Grandmaster told the champions. “My gift to you.” She flew up to the Acolytes with Doug in her arms and raised him high while his body slouched. Then she set him on his own throne beside hers. The Arbiter announced a running wager on three, “maybe four,” liters of blood, and poofed away.

Balloon Animals and Exploding Fairies

The Acolytes demanded chaos before the fight had even started. Zayliss’s staff and Strako’s great axe both turned into balloon weapons, “as if some clown came through” and swapped them. Doug was clearly delighted.

Seeing his beloved axe reduced to a balloon animal sent Strako into a rage. Wild magic surged through him, and a tiny glowing fairy appeared in the middle of his chest. He leaned around the corner. “Zayliss, I have a present for you. Are you ready?” He asked whether she believed in fairies. She said yes. The fairy floated up to her face, said hello, and exploded. Zayliss shrugged it off, holding her balloon staff safely behind her back. She judged the fairy “a little doll.” Strako promised to pass that on: “She may not be so kind.”

Zayliss slipped behind a wall and parkoured up fifteen feet of it, shouting “Parkour! Parkour!” She ended up directly above Strako’s head. Glowing green astral arms burst from her as she dropped on him, the Grandmaster cheering “an aerial attack from above!” One spectral fist connected. Strako’s unstable magic answered with a magical hand that smacked her right back in the jaw. “Battle of hands,” the Arbiter observed. Her attempt to stun him failed against his unflinching bulk. At the end of the round both balloons swelled and popped. The champions took a little damage, their real weapons returned, and confetti drifted across the tower.

The same round started the night’s real rivalry, between the Arbiter and Doug. The Arbiter rolled a 2. Doug sighed so hard he nearly collapsed, and the Grandmaster scolded the Arbiter: “You almost removed Doug’s bones."

"Dude, I Respect You”

Strako kissed his axe, banged it on his shield and charged, complaining that Zayliss had no respect for him. His upward slash landed. Zayliss leaned in and whispered, “Dude, I respect you. Just be cool… I mean, it’s a show, right?” Strako was baffled, but he still wanted to fight her. She always wanted to fight things, so that was fine too. In the stands the Grandmaster asked whether everyone was cool. The Arbiter claimed he had been cool before anyone was talking about it.

Zayliss sprinted for the green portal and jumped in backwards, flipping Strako off as she went, still shouting “I respect you! Respect!” The Grandmaster called it “very Deadpool energy.” Strako’s axe hit the floor seconds too late. The portal smelled of springtime and citrus but did nothing for Zayliss. She stumbled out of the mirrored space portal, climbed a ledge, spread her arms and declared it “wasn’t that bad.” The crowd loved it, pelted the arena with hot dogs and beer, and granted each champion a measure of favor.

Doug, meanwhile, took over his own rolls. He picked up a tiny d20 in his mouth, spat it out and got a 14, beating the Arbiter’s 10. The Arbiter complained about “the New Jersey rules of rolling.” “As you know, there are no rules,” the Grandmaster replied. “Except for the rules that I make up.”

Death on One Hand, Life on the Other

Blue runes glowed on Strako’s axe, and one peeled off into his chest. The Grandmaster asked whether it was “a cool version of temporary tattoos.” Then he flipped Zayliss the bird and walked into the blood pool. The squirming bodies dragged him down into syrupy blood, and his middle finger stayed raised the whole way. He emerged from the space portal ready for a better swing. With no one to hit, though, his rage drained away.

Zayliss leapt off the wall and tackled him back through the portal, telling him mid-shove that he was really cool and they should hang out after this. “The messages are so mixed,” Strako groaned. The portals sent them to very different places. Strako came out of the lava portal with every hair on his body singed. Zayliss came out of the green one, healed. “Death on one hand, life on the other,” said the Grandmaster. The Arbiter, for his part, put the die in his own mouth, spat it into the air and got a 4. Doug led two to nothing.

Strako raged again and conjured the fairy once more. “Listen here. Walk with me a moment.” He closed the distance and threw it. Zayliss caught the fairy and swatted it straight back into his face. “Well, damn it. Just wait till I get my hands on that fairy.” One of her astral fists landed again, and a wild bolt of light shot out of Strako past her face. “Sorry, I can’t control myself sometimes.” She asked whether the eye twitch was normal and whether he’d had too much caffeine. The Arbiter, who had “been reading a lot of Cosmo,” explained that deteriorating mental health was cool these days.

Pull the Lever

After a snack break for Doug, the Grandmaster ordered the Arbiter to pull the lever. He asked which one, since they had a lot of levers. It was the big one, lit in bright green. “Are you actually color blind?” He was. “It’s the one that says, pull this lever.”

The air rushed out of the tower. Both champions clawed at the floor as their feet lifted off, and they were dragged through the portal of space and time. They landed on the desolate asteroid, three shattered rocks wrapped in a thin bubble of breathable air. Anyone pushed more than twenty feet beyond it would feel the cold of space “begin to take your life.” Between the rocks they drifted weightless. The Grandmaster tossed Doug a piece of popcorn.

Tag in Space

Zayliss pushed off first. Floating across, she asked whether this was “death death,” and whether Strako had a family or kids. Then she punched him. Her next swing spun her helplessly in place. “Just hit me, man.” He missed, and the Arbiter called him the worst barbarian he had ever seen. “But you may have heard of me,” Strako replied. Then he “Care Bear”-ed a blast of light from his chest. It blinded her and sent her somersaulting ten feet into the void. “Outer space can be wickedly vicious,” said the Grandmaster. Above them, the Arbiter finally beat Doug with a 15. “Suck it, Doug.” When the Grandmaster told him to be nicer to a pug with no bones, he complained that Doug had been looking at him “Like a dick.” “That’s why they call him Doug.” Zayliss flailed blindly back toward him, playing Marco Polo. Strako politely waited until she could see again before hitting her, then slammed her with his shield. In the low gravity the shove launched her to the edge of the atmosphere, where she gasped for air in the freezing cold.

Above them, the Arbiter lost to Doug again and snapped. “Fuck, fucking, fucking dog.” Shaking with fury, he dragged a meteor swarm down onto the arena. Strako weathered it, but Zayliss, unable to find her footing in space, was battered badly. The Grandmaster apologized to everyone: the Arbiter “clearly has anger issues because he got beat by Doug the Pug.” “No, no, no. I’m cool. I’m cool. We’re cool.”

Zayliss arced over Strako in three dimensions and punched him in the gut. She dug a sparking, electrified rock out of the asteroid, offered to let him catch it, and was told no. Then, with one last surge of strength, she kicked him off the rock into space. Strako was outraged that anyone “would dare kick the wild shadow off of a space asteroid.” He kicked off the debris and slammed headfirst into her entire asteroid with “all the force of an anime protagonist.” He even chose to let his own magic hurt him to push it further. It shoved her asteroid twenty feet out past the barrier and into the cold. “If you’re not going big,” the Grandmaster said approvingly, “what are you doing in my arena?”

The Acolytes struck again, and the Grandmaster reminded the champions that fans have murdered a champion on their own before. This time the chaos was Doug. Bones barely holding, he sprouted tiny wings, a small bubble encased his head, and he flew down to the asteroids. He licked Strako’s boot and flew back up. Strako was now “it,” and whoever was “it” at the end of two rounds would pay for it. The Arbiter won another roll, this time with a natural 20 (“Suck it, Doug”), and was made to fling his meteors back out of the field. Both champions dodged them.

The Fall of Timothy

Strako checked the rules. Could he tag something other than his opponent? A living being, yes; a weapon, no. He found a small caterpillar-like alien glowing pink, purple and blue, leapt after it, grabbed it and tagged “the living snot” out of it. Then he hurled it the other way. “Thank you, my friend. But it’s time to go to space.” Face peeled back by the G-forces, the creature screamed “I don’t want to die!” and exploded in a hail of fire. A second little glowing worm crawled out. “Timothy! Oh, I’m sorry,” Strako cried.

The Arbiter revealed what Strako had done. He had killed Timothy, mayor of the Worm’s Town. Timothy had brought peace and prosperity to his new empire and had just defeated the Republic. Now his leaderless society, cast adrift on an asteroid, would fall into chaos, decay from within and destroy itself. “Look, sometimes I don’t know my own strength. I’m sorry,” said Strako. “Rest in peace, Timothy. Anyways, back to the killing.”

The Final Blow

Zayliss found a second, bigger electrified rock and threw both. The big one hit Strako. The small one missed and killed Tabitha, the worm who had crawled out after Timothy. “She’s destroying the small little colony here,” the Grandmaster noted. Zayliss turned on Strako: “You were supposed to catch it!”

Free of being “it,” electrified and with bloodlust in his eyes, Strako charged full steam ahead. His first swing cut a huge slash across her chest. His second tried to cleave her in half and stopped partway, the blade buried in her hip. “Nice hit, bro,” said Zayliss, and died. Strako offered her a beer in Valhalla, “if I don’t kill all those gods first.” “I’ll save you a seat,” she said. They shared a bro moment, his hand clasping one of her astral ones.

The Grandmaster flew down with Doug, who ran to Zayliss’s body and snuggled in beside her. “You have been gifted a final snuggle to carry you well into the afterlife.” The Arbiter bent over the blood spewing everywhere and declared he had nailed his bet at “like three and a half pints.” Then, quietly, he revived Zayliss and told her she would “make a fine addition to my army.” She told him she was a cat person, and he vowed to show that pug, and all of them. Up above, the Grandmaster took Strako’s hand. “Come, my champion. Let me take you to your fans.”

Dried Blood

Afterwards, Strako summed up the rivalry: “You can still respect someone and nearly cut them in half.” Zayliss agreed that you can respect people who cut you in half, and thought the two would have been best friends. At the table, Strako’s player admitted that “Strako is a play on Kratos.” He also confessed that Zayliss’s “dude, we’re cool” had caught him completely off guard and turned deadly enemies into rivals. The hosts mourned Timothy at length. They riffed that he had also been the pastor and the CEO of Doctors Without Borders, and had “single-handedly adopted 18 orphans.” They wanted a “never forget” T-shirt. Asked whether the Arbiter could resurrect Timothy, the answer was that “he will need to make a comeback.”

Notable Moments

  • Doug the Pug made his debut and passed the bone test by being stacked up like a tower.
  • Strako’s exploding fairy was thrown at Zayliss and swatted straight back into his own face.
  • Doug, rolling dice with his mouth, beat the Arbiter so often that the Arbiter rained meteors on the arena in a tantrum.
  • Strako body-slammed an entire asteroid out of the atmosphere with Zayliss still on it.
  • Space tag ended with Timothy, mayor of the Worm’s Town, thrown to his death, and his society doomed.
  • The Arbiter secretly revived the fallen Zayliss for his army.

Memorable Quotes

  • The Grandmaster: “We’ve always had Doug.”
  • Strako: “I love puppies. Today, in honor of my fallen boy, I will now fight this battle for Doug the Pug and all the puppies!”
  • Zayliss: “Dude, I respect you. Just be cool.”
  • The Grandmaster: “As you know, there are no rules. Except for the rules that I make up.”
  • The Arbiter: “You are the worst barbarian I have ever seen.”
  • Strako: “Look, sometimes I don’t know my own strength. I’m sorry. Rest in peace, Timothy. Anyways, back to the killing.”
  • Zayliss: “You were supposed to catch it!”
  • The Grandmaster: “You have been gifted a final snuggle to carry you well into the afterlife.”

Who and What Appears

Characters

Strako, the Wild Shadow (NyteTide). A 7’5” wild magic barbarian.

  • Gear: an axe he loves (“my baby”), called a great axe at 0:15:04 and later a battleaxe used with a shield, plus a shield.
  • Wild magic seen:
    • the exploding fairy, which rose from his chest twice
    • magical-hand and light-bolt backlash
    • the “Care Bear” light that blinds
    • a bolstering rune that peels off the axe into his chest
  • Uses Shield Master shoves.
  • Lore:
    • Loves puppies; fought “in honor of my fallen boy.”
    • Feared he’d been “once again captured by the Witchlight Carnival.”
    • Expects Valhalla and to “kill all those gods.”
    • Mentions “you may have heard of me.”
    • Killed Timothy, mayor of the Worm’s Town, through tag. Wants revenge on the fairy.
  • In this episode: he was tagged by Doug, shoved a whole asteroid with his hero point, and won by cleaving Zayliss. The Grandmaster carried him hand in hand to the fans.

Zayliss (HeyLochNess). A 5’6” monk with a staff and glowing green Arms of the Astral Self.

  • Found “outside of the carnival.” Says weird things like this happen to her and she’s “accustomed to it.”
  • A chaotic “bro” who genuinely respects Strako and flips him off constantly.
  • Climbs walls (parkour), deflects missiles, uses Stunning Strike (never landed), evasion, and ki-point dodge.
  • Found and threw electrifying asteroid rocks, accidentally killing Tabitha.
  • Killed by Strako. The Arbiter secretly revived her to 1 HP “for my army.” She told him she’s “a cat person” and joined his grudge against Doug.

Doug the Pug. A very old, sleepy pug who has “always” lived in the Dread Fortress with the Grandmaster.

  • The goblins look after him.
  • Some days he has no bones and collapses. If he stands when stacked up, it’s “bone day,” a good omen.
  • Has his own throne beside the Grandmaster’s in the stands. Eats popcorn and snacks.
  • Rolls d20s with his mouth and beat the Arbiter in four of five roll-offs. The Arbiter won with a 15 and a nat 20.
  • Can sprout tiny wings and wear a head bubble to fly.
  • Started the game of tag. Gave Zayliss a “final snuggle.”
  • Also called “the bone daddy.”

The Arbiter (Mudcat).

  • Didn’t know Doug existed and blames Deathmatch stress.
  • Is color blind.
  • Bet “three liters, maybe four” of blood and claimed he won at “three and a half pints.”
  • Rages after losing to Doug and summons a meteor swarm. The Grandmaster says he “clearly has anger issues.”
  • Reads Cosmo.
  • Secretly revives Zayliss for “my army.” Admits he’s “a cat person” and vows to “show that pug… show them all.”

Grandmaster Elusia Skypiercer (Caustic Phoenix). Devoted to Doug and labels her levers clearly. “There are no rules except for the rules that I make up.” Warns that fans have murdered a champion on their own before.

Timothy. A glowing caterpillar-like alien on the asteroid, mayor of the Worm’s Town. He brought peace and prosperity, had just defeated “the Republic,” and was killed when Strako tagged and threw him. His society collapsed into self-destruction.

Tabitha. Another worm, killed by Zayliss’s missed rock.

The Acolytes. They throw hot dogs and beer, award hero points and trigger chaos events.

The goblins. They take care of Doug.

Places

  • The Dread Fortress, its skull-shaped rock mouth, and the Grandmaster’s subterranean throne room.
  • The portal tower adrift in the cosmos (“the chaos of time and space”). Its four portals, as observed:
    • green: smells of spring and citrus; it healed Zayliss on her second pass and dumped her out of the space portal on her first
    • blood pool: squirming bodies pull you down; it sent Strako out of the space portal, then into the fire portal
    • fire/lava “molten forge”: burns on exit
    • mirrored space portal: grants advantage on the next attack
    • A clock there moves in a different time.
  • The desolate asteroid field: three asteroids with about 20 ft of breathable atmosphere around them and freezing space beyond. It holds electrifying “magnetic” rocks and glowing worm-aliens.
  • The Worm’s Town: Timothy’s colony, now collapsed.
  • Valhalla: Strako’s expected afterlife.

Items

  • The balloon weapons (one round, then they burst into confetti).
  • Strako’s runed axe and shield.
  • Zayliss’s staff.
  • The electrifying rocks (small and large).
  • The lever labeled “pull this lever,” lit green.
  • Concession hot dogs with eyeballs.
  • Doug’s fluffy chair and throne.

Lore statements

  • The Grandmaster’s lair has many levers.
  • Fans have killed a champion on their own via a chaos event before (per Elusia).
  • The Arbiter restores dying champions in secret for “my army” (stated here for Zayliss).

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