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It's quite simple. I post a picture of anything, and the next person posts another picture to "counter" the above picture. So, say, if I post a picture of a snake, the next poster would counter with a picture of, say, a mongoose or Samuel L. Jackson. And then the next person would try to counter that. This is an experiment, so let's see if this will work, eh?

Rules:
1: If you can, give an explanation of how your picture "beats" the above picture. For example, the snake. "Samuel L Jackson counters the snake by getting them off of HIS plane!" Make it make sense, but hey, silliness and randomness works too. Also, remember this is a BATHROOM battle royale, so remember that. wink

2: Have fun with it. Don't get mad if someone beats you to a counter or tries to ruin the game.

3: After 5 pages, I will make a play-by-play commentary of the "Bathroom Battle Royale."

4: If you are offended by a counter or picture, please don't take it seriously. On the other hand, please do not post an offensive picture or something that would offend another person.

Next poster can start the very first BATHROOM BATTLE ROYALE!

WELCOME TO THE GAIA UNLIMITED BATHROOM BATTLE ROYALE! AND NOW, TO YOUR COMMENTATORS, GAIAN JOHN PAWNINSKI AND ZURG GLORP!

John: Thank you for tuning in to the Bathroom Battle Royale. I'm John Pawninski, and to my right is Glorp. Glorp?

Glorp: Thank you, John. I can't help but wonder why you Gaians would want to put such an exciting event in the bathroom, though. It's smelly, and the toilets here aren't for Zurg use, if you know what I mean.

John: I'll tell you why we decided to have it in the bathroom. BUDGET CUTS. Anyway, moving on. The rules are simple, fighters duke it out to gain supremacy in the stalls! Let's see who comes out first.... why, it's Manfred von Karma!

Glorp: With a tazer, no less! Those things hurt more than those Gaian lazers you used on us back at H2K6! But look, is that.... an Onix? It is! The tazer is now useless! Manfred is fleeing!

John: But look! Sailor Mercury has entered the Battle Royale! I thought this was a men's restroom!

Glorp: Not anymore, John! Not anymore! Anyways, who's going to kick out the girl that can shoot water?

John: Definitely not me. Though, for the record, Sailor Mars was so much hotter.

Glorp: You filthy, Gaians, you! Oh my! Mercury just shot water at Onix! It's super effective! There's water everywhere....

John: Which is a good opportunity for... yes! US Law Enforcement is here! They are tazering Sailor Mercury! The water is just making it worse for her!

Glorp: Manfred von Karma is back! He's looking quite scary. But not as scary as Flarn on steroids, if you're asking me...

John: US Law Enforcement has run off! Manfred von Karma really is quite scary....

Glorp: But not as scary as the Terminator! No one can beat the Governor of California... not even, the Governor of Nevada!

John: Indeed, Glorp. Wow, you sure know your politics.

Glorp: National Public Radio, John! National Public Radio! What the- is that- the Liquid Metal Terminator from Terminator 2!

John: In the Liquid Metal Flesh, Glorp. And he's just beating the living hell out of Ah-nold's processing unit. No one's going to be able to beat a robot made of liquid metal.

Glorp: On my planet, I can think of one thing that can.

John: Who?

Glorp: GODZILLA!!!!!!!!

John: Godzilla?

Glorp: Right there! He just stuck his head out from the toilet and shot a beam of ice at the Liquid Metal Terminator! Take that! Wow, the only thing that can beat Godzilla is....

John: GODZILLA!!!!!!!

Glorp: Godzilla? Oh! Godzilla! Another one! They are fighting in the toilet!

John: That must be one big toilet to fit 2 giant lizards.

Glorp: Well, you Gaians don't exactly have any control on your fecal storage units, unlike us Zurg....

John: Yeah, quit it. What the- a third combatant has popped out of the toilet! TROGDOR!!!! THE BURNINATOR!!!!!

Glorp: Aye, this reminds me of a Zurg version of this beast. It burninated our countrysides!

John: Damn you consummate V's. It looks like Trogdor is dominating this whole thing, the only opponent left is... a cute little bunny! Aww, isn't he adorable?

Glorp: On Zurg, fluffiness is a skin disorder which has killed many of my brethren.

John: Oh. Well, um, hey look! It just ate Trogdor's head! And it just ran off afterwards! What happened?

Glorp: 2 words! April May!

John: OH MY!!! What could be worse than April May?

Glorp: An army of Neopets! They are pummeling April! Damn these things, I remember Mother making us settle on Neopia once. Regretted it ever since.

John: Have no fear, Glorp, the Green Army men have saved the day! Look at their plastic guns mowing down those Neopets!

Glorp: How.... beautiful! And look, a Gaian rock band has emerged into the bathroom! Their face melting guitar solos are literally melting faces!

John: I'm more into country, myself. But, what is this... we're not in the bathroom anymore! We're in Area 51!

Glorp: Oy! This wasn't part of the deal! Take me to Area 50, or even 49!

John: The rock band must've been Area 52 agents, and they screwed up their teleportation and wound up here! And Area 51 agents have shot them down!

Glorp: Oh please, don't shoot me.... I don't want to live in that tube anymore....

John: But look, Glorp! Area 52 agents are shooting the Area 51 agents! Of course, the higher number always wins!

Glorp: This is so weird... hey, we're back in the bathroom! Back to the Battle Royale, shall we?

John: Yes! Wait a minute, the toilet bowl... is that- Lake 12?

Glorp: What's even more gross, look what's inside!

John: Micro-organisms! Don't tell me they will win the battle royale?!

Glorp: Not unless Domo-kun has anything to say about it! RAWR!

John: He's bashing the micro-organisms! But watch out, Domo! Winnie the Pooh is going to eat you!

Glorp: And Winnie the Pooh better watch out, cause Winnie the Pooh is going to eat you!

John: Wow, you're right! There are 2 Winnie the Poohs!

Glorp: What, you didn't believe me? Humph. Gaians. But woah... Winnie the Pooh is shoving Winnie the Pooh down the toilet!

John: You've got to flush the Pooh, literally!

Glorp: Looks like Pooh is going down the drain... as for the other, a hunter just shot him down! How violent you Gaians must be.

John: Hey, I'm not the one probing people.

Glorp: I know you're not. But one of my Zurg UFOs ARE! Take that, Gaian!

John: Hey, whatever happened for fair commentary?

Glorp: Screw your fair commentary! YEAH! Probe him in the- WHAT?! NO!

John: YES! Master Chief, duel wielding shotguns!

Glorp: That's not even possible... my UFO.... but wait!

John: Is that, no, it can't be! Spam mail! We're all doomed! Master Chief can't respawn, his teammate is in combat with the spam mail!

Glorp: But do not fret, jittery Gaian! His partner has the ban-hammer! Ban that spam! But what the- the hammer is broken! What could be happening?

John: Simple. Broken hammers equal broken links. I'm afraid we cannot go on unless something were to appear on screen, such as....

Glorp: A pretty picture! Look at those trees! I wish we had them on Zurg. All we have are.... ferns. It looks like I want to award the winner of the Bathroom Battle Royale to the pretty picture.

John: No way! Just look at it! It's ugly!

Glorp: That's not ugly. THAT is.

John: OMG! IS THAT A MONKEY, OR A LIVING PIECE OF CRAP?!

Glorp: I dunno what it is, but I know for sure it isn't a WDF picture!

John: What makes you say that?

Glorp: Because there's one right there! Oh, what is art, truly, John? What makes a picture, pretty, ugly, or WDF?

John: I honestly wouldn't know... I also won't be able to know how the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles got in here to do battle!

Glorp: Would you look at that! They're slicing and dicing the pictures and flushing them down the toilet! Gory, bloody, intense! What else could describe this moment, John?

John: A 4D picture!

Glorp: Again with the pictures...? Wait a minute, YES!

John: Zurg technology is eradicating the field! Lazers, probes, beams everywhere! The TNMT are down! The picture is down!

Glorp: HAH! Yes! Take those shelled creatures and assimilate them! Wait a minute... is that a giant asteroid aimed at the bathroom?

John: OH NO! ITS THE APOCALYPSE!

Glorp: This isn't what our great ancestors predicted!

John: I have an idea! Glorp, see that green button?

Glorp: Of course I do. You think I'm color blind? John, I AM GREEN!

John: JUST PRESS IT!

Glorp: Fine... oh, hey, Gaia is one big bomb shelter! How convenient!

John: The asteroid is averted! Ah, all of this commentating is making me want to take a- OH NO!

Glorp: What's the matter?

John: No toilet paper in the bathroom!

Glorp: Good thing us Zurg don't need your pathetic paper of toilets. We use leaves.

John: Ughhhh.... pass that leaf over there. Please. This Battle Royale gets worse and worse. Technology is back on the field, and is still eradicating opponents left and right!

Glorp: Once again, we prove superior!

John: But look! A mop! It can only be none other than Mr. Clean! His mop is short-circuiting the Zurg technology!

Glorp: Water and liquid chemicals! I should have known!

The Terminator counters your look with his infared eye glare!

is that the silver surfer? XD

Godzilla freezes the T-1000 with ice-breath!

Trogdor pwns godzilla