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On an asteroid circling a purple planet no one had ever visited, Kyle Stoddard, a katana-wielding warrior in a fedora sworn to the honor of Princess Sakura, fought Frigidoom, a sentient atomic refrigerator full of carnivorous leftovers. It began with a ceremonial Mountain Dew toast, took in a mechanical bull, a blue pill and a great deal of moldy takeout, and ended with a refrigerator pissing and shitting itself to death. As the Lord of Fate put it afterward, one bodily fluid is as good as the next.

The Story

An Office Where a Bedroom Used to Be

The night opened in The Dread Fortress, where little Thea, a small pink imp, buzzed down the castle hallways on her tiny pink wings looking for her boss. She found the Lord of Fate in her own room, which had been stuffed with file cabinets and papers, with goblins stepping over all of it. “It was your bedroom, but now it’s my office,” he explained. Her belongings had gone into a single box, and she was welcome to sleep in the box next to it.

Every file in the room, he told her, was a formal complaint about her performance. Thea objected that last time he’d given her five stars, which she knew “because I had a really hard time getting it off of my forehead because you carved it in.” One complaint came from a farmer who said she had tried to steal his pig’s feet. She denied it, then argued that even if she had, a pig only needs two feet: “That’s called science.” The Lord of Fate suggested she stay inside the Fortress, since Deathmatches technically counted as “within the bounds of the Dread Fortress… cosmically speaking.” Thea objected that the Fortress wasn’t big enough for her two new champions, and she had just cleaned it. Then she came up with a better idea: “We’re gonna go to space!”

Two Champions, One Fedora

With a clap she opened a window onto a swirling purple gas planet ringed with orange meteors, a place “where no one has ever been before, but supposedly there’s some beings that could potentially live on it.” A second clap and a puff of pink dust brought in the champions. The Lord of Fate eyed them: “I’m a little curious about anybody who would wear a fedora to a Deathmatch, but the other one seems like it’s just a refrigerator.”

Kyle explained that the fedora was the pinnacle of the Uru Shido Code. Then he ripped open his long jacket to reveal a shirt bearing Princess Sakura, “of the Kawaii Code, the purest of all maidens,” who made his heart “go doki-doki.” Thea admitted hers was going doki-doki too. The Lord of Fate simply said, “I fucking hate my job.”

Frigidoom introduced himself in turn:

Frigidoom: “I am Frigidoom. I have survived nuclear testing, your mother’s Thanksgiving dinner, and the leftovers you forgot about three weeks ago. I am here to consume and keep your food fresh.”

Kyle’s wish was to return to Sakura-chan and keep her safe. Frigidoom wanted pig’s feet. Thea had only managed to get two, though maybe four “if I find another pig.” The Lord of Fate told her no. Frigidoom dragged himself through the portal, leaving a slime trail of old grease and leaking oil, and Kyle ran after him, cape flying. “I’m curious to know which is greasier,” the Lord of Fate mused, “that fridge or his hair.”

The Ceremony of the Dew

The arena was a chalky, cratered asteroid in the orange ring. The champions could leap to other asteroids but had no hope of reaching the planet without rockets. The Lord of Fate spread his white wings, flew out to address the Acolytes and asked if they were ready to drink the blood of the innocent. Thea said she would. “That was a trick question. You’re all psychopaths.”

Kyle opened with honor. He produced a little fold-out table from nowhere and invited his foe to share in “the ceremony of the dew,” pouring Frigidoom a Mountain Dew. Frigidoom sniffed it, detected high fructose corn syrup and possibly Doritos, and returned the courtesy. A gelatinous tentacle opened his door, releasing an absolute stench of rot, and offered two ice cubes of questionable color: “To chill your drink, brave sir.”

Thea asked for flavored ice too and waited with her mouth open, like at a hibachi grill. Frigidoom obliged from his patented ice machine with a perfect natural 20, and a firehose of crushed ice, food bits and bacteria buried her in a giant popsicle. “That doesn’t always happen,” Frigidoom said. From inside the ice came a small “I’m okay!” Kyle passed her a Mountain Dew, and a frozen hand cracked through to sip it.

Gifts Turn to Violence

Kyle asked, politely, whether his opponent preferred “Frigidoom-kun” or “-chan.” Frigidoom said he had “some leftover chans in here,” and offered a yellowed container of spoiled lo mein labeled “Chan’s.” Kyle felt it would be rude to refuse a gift and ate it in one bite. A fizzy sensation spread down his throat, as if he were dissolving from the inside out.

Frigidoom then announced that he intended to eat Kyle, whose “Dorito fingers and Mountain Dew body” would refuel him. When Thea asked where his mouth was, he swung his door wide. Inside was a pulsating mass of pizza, casserole, teeth and possibly an eye, all fused into one ravenous organism. “Everything that is goes in here and comes out again eventually.” The Lord of Fate wanted to know why Thea’s champions went from old people to children to “multiple monsters bent on consuming.”

Then Frigidoom spat a chunky salsa of acid and radioactive oil onto the Princess Sakura shirt. Kyle clenched his fist. Frigidoom offered to fix it with his cleaning cycle, but his jello arm was acidic and made the shirt sizzle. Kyle found his feet, declared that while Frigidoom wasted his days on gym drinks he had cultivated inner strength, and charged with his arms swept back. Frigidoom fumbled his defense on a natural 1, then fumbled again, back to back, during Kyle’s speech on how “kawaii-dom is the essence of all that is good and pure in this world.”

Kyle also had a habit of sheathing his katana after every swing and drawing it again with a crisp shink. “Seems wildly inefficient,” said the Lord of Fate. Kyle explained that a drawn blade might hurt innocents. The Lord of Fate pointed out they were in space with no one for thousands of miles. Kyle replied that there could be invisible forces: “You can feel it in the wind.” In between, Thea learned of yet another complaint: Mrs. Humphrey from down the street said Thea had been rolling her children down a hill. They were wearing white, she reasoned, which is an absolute calling for grass stains.

I Studied the Blade

Frigidoom tried to force gnarly pepperonis down Kyle’s throat, but Kyle’s stomach held firm (“No unsolicited pepperonis”). Molten pizza rolls got through, burning his gut and the roof of his mouth. Kyle recovered with a Mountain Dew and a Taco Bell enchilada, adding his own sound effects, and asked why Frigidoom’s moves didn’t come with sounds. Frigidoom hummed his little motor. Kyle spun “by the power of Sakura,” sang his own theme song, and told his foe, “While you were out partying, I studied the blade… My body is the temple.” Frigidoom looked at the Taco Bell wrapper and said, “Right. Temples.”

Then Kyle sliced Frigidoom’s collectible rainbow magnet mustache in half on another Frigidoom natural 1. Realizing how that might look, Kyle stopped to assure everyone it was not hate toward anyone, since Princess Sakura is all about love. Thea clapped a giant rainbow into the sky over the asteroid belt for everyone. She also earned a sixth star, which the Lord of Fate carved into her forehead with a pen. “I’m pretty sure you’re gonna have six gold scars,” he said.

Frigidoom swore revenge: “You have stolen my joy from me, and now I will steal everything from you. Your Doritos, your Fritos, your UwUs, your anime, your waifus.” He grew morning-star arms of chicken wings and stale crust, called Kyle a “salty weeaboo,” and missed. Then he drew in all his slime and disguised himself as a perfectly ordinary refrigerator. Kyle answered by covering him in horrendous bargain-pack status stickers. He was about to deliver the ultimate insult, a 7 Up, when Thea slapped it out of his hand: “We are strictly Sierra Mist here.” The Lord of Fate announced he needed to walk away for a minute. Thea told him, “If you have to go poo poo pee pee, you only have to say that.”

The Box of Chaos

The Acolytes summoned The Box of Chaos. It streaked in like a meteor, flipped open in pink and yellow fire, and a shadow peered out over the rim. Frigidoom burst out of his disguise, furious about the stickers (“I don’t even have hands”), and traded them away. The box swallowed them, to Thea’s dismay: “All the toes and dentures and tax books and now all the stickers too.” The Lord of Fate offered to make her a box. She asked whether he meant give her one or turn her into one. “Who could say?” She backed away.

Frigidoom received a small blue pill that would “keep you going all night long,” letting him push himself further before collapsing; if the Deathmatch lasted longer than four hours, that was his problem. His chrome shell doubled and hardened, and Thea shrieked, “He’s too hard! He’s too hard!” Soon a whirlwind of “grade A GMO” tentacles burst out at Kyle, who was quick to clarify that he was “not of the Hentai clan.” Kyle offered the box his precious posable Sakura figurine, the one that says “Lulu, I heart you,” and Thea threw up on an Acolyte named Julia. In return the box gave him cheesy poofs, his favorite snack, and he saved some dust in his beard for later.

Kyle then landed a running slash on a natural 20, and like the blood spray in an anime or samurai film, gravy spilled from Frigidoom’s seams and a soda can detonated, spraying red fruit punch everywhere. Pushing his luck with one flourish too many, he rolled a natural 1 and sliced off part of his own beard and fedora. “Not the fedora!… I was too arrogant.” Worse, in this pursuit of vanity, he declared, he had made himself into a Chad. “Does anybody know what the fuck anyone is talking about tonight?” asked the Lord of Fate.

The Bull and the Final Release

Thea, overwhelmed, called a chaotic event. The planet blurred into neon, the ground turned sticky, a PBR appeared in each hand, and a mechanical bull rose beneath each champion in a puff of cigarette smoke. Both stayed on (“No amount of sticky floors and PBR can stop me”), but the pure amount of sexual energy it took to stay on the bull left both of them drained. “Everyone knows that bulls are sexy,” Thea explained.

The ride had also shaken up Frigidoom’s insides. He found ruptured cans of Mountain Lightning, “the great pretender,” and turned them into a radioactive vomit cannon. Kyle transformed into a fresh, signed, sleeveless Sakura shirt, kissed his number one figurine for strength, faded from sight and reappeared behind his enemy: “Nothing personal, kid.” Frigidoom took it very personally. Kyle carved a lucky star into his back and gave the pouting Thea a star wand of her own.

The second chaotic event was the end. After all that Mountain Lightning, both champions desperately needed a place to release their bowels and had to try not to piss themselves. Kyle had “cultivated my sphincter.” Frigidoom rolled a natural 1. He pissed himself and could no longer hold in his own bowels. Asked what went through his mind as he began to piss and shit himself to death, he answered: “I should have never eaten that damn blue pill. It didn’t last four hours.” His shell softened, and the old refrigerator keeled over into a pile of gravy, pizza rolls, moldy food, his own waste and his own torn rainbow. Kyle told Thea that Frigidoom “has been isekai’d to a better place.” Thea pulled his plug, promised he would be remembered “at a later time,” and threw him through the portal back to the Fortress. Kyle refused to gloat, wished his foe a noble journey (“Truck-kun, guide your way”), and the Acolytes threw cherry blossom petals that drifted down despite their being in space.

Dried Blood

In the locker room of the Dread Fortress, a team of goblins in hazmat suits cleaned up Frigidoom while one of them threw up in the corner. Whether he was revived wasn’t said. His player clarified that Frigidoom is an atomic fridge, “powered by radiation and rotten food,” and that his bat wings are part of the mutant-fridge look.

Notable Moments

  • Frigidoom opened with a natural 20 on a for-fun ice attack and froze Thea in a giant popsicle.
  • Kyle re-sheathed his katana after every single swing, for the protection of invisible innocents.
  • The Lord of Fate carved Thea’s sixth gold star into her forehead with a pen.
  • Kyle’s natural 1 cost him part of his own beard and fedora and, by his own account, turned him into a Chad.
  • Thea slapped a 7 Up out of Kyle’s hand because the arena is “strictly Sierra Mist.”
  • Frigidoom rolled a natural 1 on a roll not to piss himself, and shit himself to death.

Memorable Quotes

  • Kyle Stoddard: “She has both the looks, the happiness, the woo-woo factor. She makes my heart go doki-doki.”
  • The Lord of Fate: “I’m curious to know which is greasier, that fridge or his hair.”
  • Frigidoom: “Everything that is goes in here and comes out again eventually.”
  • Kyle Stoddard: “While you were out partying, I studied the blade… My body is the temple.”
  • Thea: “We are strictly Sierra Mist here.”
  • The Lord of Fate: “Thea, if you want, I can make you a box.”
  • Frigidoom: “I should have never eaten that damn blue pill. It didn’t last four hours.”
  • The Lord of Fate: “Acolytes, I promised you blood and death and… one of the two I guess is gonna have to do and… one bodily fluid is as good as the next.”

Who and What Appears

Characters

Kyle Stoddard (Banzai Kyle). A well-muscled swordsman (YouTube blurb) in a fedora and long jacket/cape, with greasy hair (per the Lord of Fate) and a patchy beard.

  • Devotee of Princess Sakura (Sakura-chan), “of the Kawaii Code, the purest of all maidens.” He wears her shirt: sleeves cut off, signed, and never cut through her image. He needs to get back to protect her.
  • Follows the Uru Shido Code (spelling uncertain). His fedora is the code’s “pinnacle.”
  • Wields a katana and re-sheathes it after every swing so innocents aren’t hurt.
  • Gives Mountain Dew as a ceremonial warrior’s toast. Has a fold-out table and endless jacket pockets: cards, figurines, a fan, glow batons, stickers, energy bars, a Sakura hanky, a posable Sakura figurine with a “Lulu, I heart you” button, and a number one Sakura figurine he kisses.
  • His moves come with sound effects. He has a theme song (“Kyle Kuhn”) and a signature move, “Nothing personal, kid” (fades out of sight and stabs from behind). He does Sailor Moon-style transformations and is not “of the Hentai clan.”
  • Favorite snack: cheesy poofs.
  • Sliced off part of his own beard and fedora with a nat 1 and briefly feared he had become “a Chad.”
  • Gave Thea a star wand and made her an “honorary kawaii.”
  • Won the match.

Frigidoom (Kyle Calrissian). A sentient refrigerator monster (blurb), all one unit with no separate freezer.

  • An atomic fridge powered by radiation and rotten food. Survived nuclear testing. Has bat wings, chrome exterior and knob feet, and leaves a slime trail of grease and oil.
  • Has gelatinous (jello, acidic) tentacle arms and a patented ice machine that shoots ice from the eye slit.
  • Inside is a living, carnivorous mass of food with teeth, an eye and a mouth. “Everything that is goes in here and comes out again eventually.”
  • Has a cleaning cycle, and is “the omni appliance that’s gone wrong.”
  • Lost his collectible rainbow magnet “mustache” to Kyle.
  • A child’s drawing on his door is by “a victim that loved Frigidoom” (there was a birthday cake).
  • Wanted pig’s feet if he won.
  • Took the Box of Chaos blue pill.
  • Died of a sixth fatigue after soiling himself during the Mountain Lightning chaotic event. Thea unplugged him and threw him back to the Dread Fortress, where goblins in hazmat suits cleaned him up.

Thea (Caustic Phoenix). A small pink imp with tiny pink wings.

  • Her bedroom (earlier a “large closet” he gave her) was converted into the Lord of Fate’s office, and she now sleeps in a box.
  • Is the subject of formal complaints: a farmer’s pig’s feet, and Mrs. Humphrey’s children rolled down a hill.
  • Collects the gold stars the Lord of Fate carves into her forehead. She had five and got a sixth here.
  • Wants employee of the month.
  • Picked both champions and the space arena. Rolls the end-of-round d20s.
  • Was frozen in a popsicle by Frigidoom’s ice. Vomited on the Acolyte Julia. Is “strictly Sierra Mist.” Got a star wand. Ended the night by pulling Frigidoom’s plug.

The Lord of Fate (Mudcat).

  • Has white wings. Took Thea’s room as his office.
  • Sharp with her and threatens to “make you a box,” though he still gives her stars.
  • “I fucking hate my job.” Repeatedly baffled by the champions.
  • Rolls the Box of Chaos and the chaotic events.

The Box of Chaos. It arrives like a meteor, with pink and yellow fire, shadowy fingers and “the hand of the blackened soul.”

  • Has previously taken “toes and dentures and tax books,” per Thea.
  • “This is the one I’m missing” on taking the Sakura figurine (speaker uncertain).

Princess Sakura / Sakura-chan / Lady Sakura. Kyle’s beloved, unseen. Her image is on his shirt and his figurines.

Acolytes named: Julius (asks about the drawing), Julia (vomited on by Thea), Ryan (“Barley”) (giveaway winner).

Other off-screen figures: the farmer and his pig; Mrs. Humphrey from down the street and her children (who wear white); the Dread Fortress goblins.

Places

  • Thea’s former bedroom, now the Lord of Fate’s office in the Dread Fortress, with a huge desk and complaint files.
  • The purple gas planet with an orange meteoric ring. No one has ever been there; beings may live on it. The fight is on a chalky, cratered asteroid in the ring.
  • The bull-ride illusion: a dive bar with sticky floor, PBR and cigarette smoke.
  • The Dread Fortress front office and locker room.

Items

  • Mountain Dew (“the dew”) and the ceremony of the dew.
  • Frigidoom’s offerings: questionable ice cubes, Chan’s lo mein, pepperonis, pizza rolls.
  • Mountain Lightning cans, “the great pretender.”
  • Status stickers, which went into the Box of Chaos.
  • The small blue pill: fatigue limit six, hardened chrome.
  • The posable Sakura figurine, which went into the Box. The number one Sakura figurine is kept.
  • Cheesy poofs.
  • The rainbow magnet mustache, Thea’s magic rainbow, Thea’s star wand, and Thea’s notebook.

Lore statements

  • Deathmatches count as “within the bounds of the Dread Fortress… cosmically speaking.”
  • Thea can open portals by clapping, and found these champions “out in the wild.”
  • Earlier S5 champions included old people and children (per the Lord of Fate).

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