GBE vs. Addman (AKA The Script Off)

[Cloud]

"We challenge you to a rock off!" Oh sorry, a bit of Tenacious D there. Let me recompose myself to introduce this awesome challenge.

Addman: Just get on with it!
Cloud: Someone's feeling tetchy today, not had your cookie this morning?
Addman: *Hangs head in shame* No.
GBE: So choose a topic already!
Cloud: I choose an ego script on...
Addman: *Does an impression of Cloud* Cookies.
Cloud: Hey, I never said that.
Addman: Too late, the challenge has been set.
Cloud: I say when it's been set. So anyway the topic will be...
GBE: Farmyard animals.
Cloud: That's quite weird...
GBE: You said it.
Cloud: Did I?

Ok so seriously I shall choose An Evening with the EC. Basically the EC has been invited onto a talk show. Now, combatants start your scripts!

((I've just had an awesome idea which may come into play later - Rhyming Ego Scripts. ))

[GBE]

((Rhyming ego scripts and, an evening with the EC..? Oh dear...))

Jonathon Ross: Welcome to my show, tonight we have a lot of star treats in for you tonight. Lets take a look at our green room, where there are people dirtier than the back alleys that the four poofs and piano visit...
Crowd: *Laughter*
Jonathon Ross: We have, Jeremy Kyle, The Cheeky Girls, and our extra special guests, who we've managed to drag out of their cave, the Evil Council...
Crowd: *Applauds*
Jonathon Ross: Now, for our first guest, The Evil Council...
Four Poofs and A Piano: *Plays The Dope Show by Marilyn Manson*
Jonathon Ross: It looks like we've barely got the space for you all. So, how are you all this evening..?
Fort: We're all well, and EVIL!
Jonathon Ross: It looks like you're all keeping in good shape...
Fort: Well, the smut keeps our arms in good shape...
Addman: I've recently been eating diet cookies.
JR: I can see, you've actually gained weight....
Addman: Hey!
Cloud: Look, you're stomach wobbles...
Crowd: *Laughter*
JR: So, what have you been doing lately..?
Skul: Well...
Shaon: Shut it! You talk too much!
3kul: But...
Net: No, it's true, you talk too much...
Fort: We've had a few plots in place. We recently took over a few porn shops...
Net: Hell! This is the first time I've been out....
JR: Hahaha! Seriously, guys, you've had a bad patch recently...
Fort: Yeah, our forums went down, and some of us lost contact for about a month. We don't regularly meet much, too much in-fighting, drunkedness and brain bleach...
Addman: And cookies!
Seph: Are we not all going to get some coverage..?
JR: Oh, sorry, I didn't see you there....
Seph: If I wanted you to see me, then I would have shown you myself...
HLS: Indeed, there is much need for keeping ones face private as not to show ones secrets to the public...
JR: What did he just say...?
Fort: You're an idiot!
JR: Now just hold on!
Crowd: *Applauds*
Raven: Dear, don't try to take us on! I warn you!
Seph: We bite!
JR: You don't need to be so mean!
HLS: We are not mean! We are indubitably EVIL! Fie to you unkind sir, you will refrain from insulting us!
JR: This is my show! I'll insult who I like! You're not evil! You're washed up!
Cloud: Sorry, I haven't washed my hair today...
JR: Not only that! You're just not evil!
Fort: *Leaps over the table at JR*
Addman: Make sure you check for cookies...
Net: And porn...
Swix: I want his spiderman outfit...
Everyone: *Stares*
Swix:.......

((Okay, so, Evening Chat Shows aren't easy... ))

[addman]

((Alright, let's get it oooooooon!))

*Terry Minger takes to the stage as his theme tune plays, which goes a little something like this:*

Terry, Terry, Terry, Minger,
Will help you out, unless your ginger,
So let's see who's on the show today,
Pregnant chavs, and druggies, HOORAY!

Terry: Good morning, and welcome to the Terry Minger show. Today's topic is "My subordinate wants to kill me and take my place", which we didn't think anyone would phone in for, but alas, please welcome to the stage, Fort!

*Fort walks onto the stage and takes a seat*

Fort: Thanks Terry, it's great to be here! Long time watcher, first time on the show.
Terry: Wait, weren't you on the "My dog stole my wife" show?
Fort: ...Yes, but in my defence, my wife was a Golden Retriever!
Terry: ...Right, anyway, care to tell us what the problem is?
Fort: Yes Terry, I was very upset to learn that my Second In Command, Addman, has been planning to kill me and take my place. Me! The head of The Evil Council! Who'd have thought an evil organisation could be so cruel?
Terry: That sounds terrible, how have you coped so far?
Fort: Well Terry, I tried to ignore it at first, but the bear traps and potato chipping machines were becoming all too frequent, so I've been staying in my office for as long as possible. Nothing to hurt me in there but those damn pens and their sharp points!
Terry: OK, well before we meet Addman, let's welcome Fort's friends to the stage who are going to give us some more insight into the situation.

*The rest of the EC come onto the stage and start to sit on sofas, chairs, tables and each other. The audience grow tired of clapping as they wait for all the EC members to get seated*

Terry: Welcome to the stage Evil Council!
HLS: I declare the seating to be most inadequate, not even a perch has been provided for this owl of the night!
3kul: It's great to be here Terry.
Cloud: Why are we here?
GBE: To testify against Addman.
Raven: Testify? Is this a courtroom? You know how I feel about courtrooms!
Net: ...you feel dirty?
Raven: Shut up Net or I'll lock you in the cupboard!
Net: Giggity!
GBE: He'd like that, perhaps you should instead take him to the torture chamber and...
Net: Giggity!
GBE: ...remove his eyes...
Net: Giggity!
GBE: Eye removal turns you on?!
Net: Hell, I'm so excited to be on TV, everything turns me on, even Terry's obviously fake wig to cover up his ginger hair!
Terry: How did you...?
Net: I snuck into your dressing room earlier, and let me just say...GIGGITY!
Fort: Quiet! We're here to make Addman look bad!
3kul: Good plan, then I shall take his job.
Cloud: Then I'll take 3kul's old job.
3kul: You'll never be a Nit Picker.
Terry: OK OK! Enough, so what can you tell us about the situation between Fort and Addman?
EnD: Oh, it's just the latest in a long line of command. It's almost tradition for the SiC to try and kill the Headmaster, Tink did it, even Fort did it before he gained command.
Fort: I most certainly did not!
EnD: Why did you try and lure DP into a freezer then?
Fort: ...I couldn't reach the ice creams in the back.
3kul: SKREEE! Why couldn't you reach when your arms are longer than metre rulers! SKREEE!
Fort: ...The cold hurts my teeth?
3kul: SKREEE!
Terry: Will you stop that awful screeching?! Anyway, please welcome Addman to the stage!

*Addman walks onto the stage as the audience begins to boo and hiss. Some throw paper balls at him, but Addman simply eats them*

Terry: So, Addman, why are you trying to kill Fort?
Addman: Because I'm a megalomaniac! Did I win?
Cloud: Addman this isn't a gameshow.
Addman: Really? I thought I was appearing on Celebrity Squares and they were having trouble finding guests.
Cloud: You'll never be as famous as me and my Magic Dance (TM).
Addman: Cloud, the average cripple can move better than you.
Cloud: Then I challenge you to a dance a off!
Addman: Fine!

*Addman and Cloud both begin to dance poorly on the stage, the audience boo more and throw anything they find at them, including people sat next to them*

Fort: You see what I have to put up with Terry?
HLS: Their spirited movement is most insightly. Such occasions as these force me to believe that powerful eyesight isn't always an advantage.
Raven: Yeah, they need some poles to dance around.
Net:....
Everyone: Net?
Net: My legs are shaking...someone get me a stiff whiskey!
Terry: Stiff?! Giggity! Ahem, I'm sorry, it's catchy. Now then, what can be done to rectify the situation between Fort and Addman?
Addman: Well Fort could just step down and let me lead.
Fort: Not going to happen!
Addman: Or just die.
Fort: I'm a Xi Demon, technically I died a long time ago.
Addman: Encore!
GBE: Or perhaps you could just put your differences aside?
Addman+Fort: NO!
Terry: That seems to be the best suggestion so far guys, does anyone else have any ideas?
Panther: Sorry we're late!
Seph: Yeah we got held up in traffic.
Embri: You'd be surprised how busy horse tunnels are around rush hour.
Terry: Great, is there anything you'd like to add to the discussion?
Seph: Nope, us four are just here to help with the slaughter.
Terry: Slaughter? Four?

*Fade appears behind Terry and slits his throat*

Fade: What's wrong? Didn't see me there?
Addman:....EC RIOT!

*The whole EC suddenly rampage the stage and the screen goes blank for the next few minutes. When the picture finally returns, the decapitated Terry has been sat upright by the crew in a chair to deliever his Final Thought. A terrible voice over guy provides the voice and the head hangs down by a few connected tendons*

Terry: People, it's never good to kill your hosts, or kill the audience, or steal £1,000,000 worth of camera equipment. I hope this show has enlightened you in some way, take care of each other.

*Terry's head falls off*

[Cloud]

((Glad I was chosen to judge this, very funny stuff. What do you want to happen now? I could either just judge these two posts or set you another subject. It's up to both of you really. Whatever happens I'll judge each subject independantly then use my awesome maths skills to find the average scores.))

[addman]

((It's not much of a script off if we both leave it there. I reckon we should have another topic, then possibly one more after that before we finish.))

[Cloud]

((Ok, lets turn up the heat on this.

Subject: A crazy adventure to...anywhere. Basically I want to see people travelling to somewhere, could be on holiday or it could just be to nowhere in particular. You don't even have to make the journey that long, you could get to your destination in two lines and have the rest about your time in this location. I should really think a little more about these subjects.

BONUS POINTS FOR A RHYMING SCRIPT! Why? Because I say so. Max Bonus = 10 points, but you don't have to rhyme if you don't want))

[GBE]

((Oh ye Gods how I will kill Cloud after this... *Smiles and waves at Cloud* Hiya!!!! ))

Narrator:
A random lottery had been sent out,
The Dojodians wondered what it was all about.
Later on at the town house,
The results were meted out,
The Dojodians gave quite a rouse,
As much to their suprise, it was a daytrip out to a Panto,
And with a bit of a chant-o,
The winners cheered,
Whilst the losers jeered.

Boarding the bus,
There really was quite the fuss,
Where to be seated,
Was the cause of a debate seriously heated,
Since all the kids like 3kul, Addman and Cloud,
Had wanted the back seats as the cool crowd,
All the others like DLM, Cornlelius and Goron,
Were really quite the morons,
Embri waging war,
Declared the seats were for all,
To this not a single brawl,
For fear of a flame grilled mess being quite a chore,
For any who would be unfortunate to have to clean the floor.

Now safely seated,
The passengers consientiously pleaded,
For music to be played
So small talk would not have o be made,
Conceding to the chorus of distress,
The radio was switched on, and I must confess,
The sound released was nothing short of a mess,
It just happened to be a compilation of songs by Embri and Dau'Pay,
Not something on the chart lists considered to stay,
Even Jordan and Peter,
Would have considered the noise to be a bit of a ******* bleeper.

Pulling up into the car park,
The passegers quickly disembarked,
And ran into the building without a single lark,
All of them suspiciously calm,
Perhaps the music had a strange, kind of charm,
Finding their rows,
The patrons upon their faces showed,
That the disturbance was quite rude,
But Netroid responded with something quite lude,
Waiting for the show, areoplanes and popcorn dotted the air,
Not one of these prize winners could be considered debonair,
Alas the curtains open,
The thespians a'hopin'
That everything went well,
With no signs of hell.

The heckles and cheers,
Really were quite sheer,
The actors occasionally baffled,
By the sounds of Addmans waffles,
Enjoying Peter Pan,
Really quite as much as they can,
The show in fact was ruined,
When End saw a chance to get a shoe-in,
And defeat a vicious enemy,
Hook really didn't need that labotomy,
The show now over,
Raven and Seph's private show in the darks cover,
Found that whirring noise to be Forts camera,
Not appreciating the gesture, Fort found himself a stammer,
As the camera was inserted somewhere unpleasant,
Net unreasuringly found himself complacant,
Uttering 'Giggity' again and again,
He shivered like the time he found out that he midnight visitor was in fact several men.

Vandalising the tapes,
Only songs about grapes,
Carefully place by HisLordship,
Put quite an increase in requests on replacement hips,
The Dojodians have not had an overly eventful day,
But perhaps it was better that way,
Blackstar is quite tired of war,
Not to say there aren't going to be more,
But a few extra random days out,
Will sort out those pouts,
And certainly with Embri to give a bit of a clout,
Misbehaviour will be stopped without a doubt...

Addman: That was loooong and boring!
Fort: Did you just say boingy boingy..?
Net: Oh, GIGGITY, is certainly the word.
GBE: Ok, you do better and be heard.
3kul: Well technically, some of it never rhymed.
GBE: Well, its poetical licensing, and it really was well timed.
3kul: Perhaps, but we'll see what the nitpicker says.
End: It in fact will not be out today!
HLS: For in fact we had a hunt.
3kul; You really are quite a ****. I should really give you a bit of a punt!
Goron: Exactly why was I called a moron?!
Shaon: Becuase your name is Goron!
GBE: Now really aren't you quite mean?
HLS: Well you have no idea where he may have been.
Addman: Again I'll say it, you really are quite rubbish!
GBE: At least I can't be called tubbish!
Addman:*Runs away crying*
Cloud: I don't understand what you were implying...
All: ............... He's fat!
Cloud: Oh right, he is that......

((Oh hell Booyah! Yeah!

GBE))

[addman]

((Hmm, a hard act to follow))

Addman: All right, now you're up, so is everyone present?
GBE: Getting us all up so early is rather unpleasant.
Addman: Stop your whining and feeling so bad for yourself,
You're coming with us on this excursion, or else!
Fort: Let's now climb aboard this shiny, new coach.
Cloud: This bus is disgusting, I stepped on a roach.
Fort: Quit moaning boy, you're going to enjoy today,
For it is the annual, Council-paid, holiday!

HLS: By that, do you mean it comes out of our wages?
Addman: Not from ours, but from yours, and it comes out in stages.
Fort: But cheer up, it'll be fun, don't you look so bleak,
Turn that frown upside down, put a smile on your beak.
Addman: From now on it'll be sand, and sea, and sun.
GBE: If it's the same as last year, I glad I've got a gun
To shoot myself if things go from bad to worse,
Like the time we fell victim to a grave gypsy curse.

Fort: Cornie, drive on, and head straight for the coast.
Panther: With Cornelius driving I'm more scared than most.
Addman: Don't worry, it's fine, what on earth could go wrong?
Cornelius: Guys, there's a truck, and it's full of sarongs.
GBE: LOOK OUT, YOU DUMB FOOL, YOU ABSOLUTE GIT!
Fort: Can't you drive somewhat slower, just a little bit?
Cornelius: Not if it helps to get there a bit quicker.
3kul: Watch out, in the road! I can see a Nitpicker!

Nitpicker: SKREEE *splat* Urrrrrrrrghlblbleee...
3kul: Well done, you thick bugger, it's wedged on a tree!
Fort: And now we are sliding and the bus's rolling over!
Cornelius: I've rolled the coach off the White Cliffs Of Dover!
Cloud: Goodbye everybody, I hope you can swim.
HLS: I'm an owl, you clod, so my chances seem slim!
Cloud: I think now's the time to search everyone's things,
For flotation devices, perhaps waterwings!

Addman: GAH! Now the bus is filling with fluid.
Netdroid: This is worse than the time that I hit on a druid.
Fort: This is not the time to discuss your sex life!
Netdroid: But now's a good time to have sex with your wife!
Addman: Netdroid, shut up, and Fort is not wed.
Netdroid: Then what's with that doll I found under his bed?
Fort: Her name is Freya, and she's just someone I know.
Netdroid: Well you've packed her, so Giggity! It's time for the show!

Cloud: So whilst Net loses his end to an inflatable toy,
Does anybody else here have a ploy?
3kul: My ears are filling, I just cannot go on,
I might as well drown now the Nitpicker's gone...
Raven: My mouth's full of water, my hair has been messed!
Netdroid: It's swept off my clothes, and now I'm undressed!
Raven: I thought I was the one with the disgusting brain!
3kul: You've just made him worse, so it's you who's to blame!

Fort: Wait, the level of the water is shrinking,
Seph: The salt's leaving my eyes, I can now commence blinking.
Cloud: Look out the window, there's no more water around.
All: Hoorah! Hooray, and other jubilant sounds!
Cloud: We're on dry land look! That man just waved!
Fort: If we're on land, then how on Earth were we saved?
Guys, this is weird, go and check the vicinity,
Netdroid: Just give me a mo, I'm losing viginity.

GBE: Look over there, why is Addman outside?
Fort: Fatter than normal, his waist's oh so wide.
GBE: He's drunk all the water, he's sucked up the sea!
Fort: He's also stopped an invasion from the French Navy! *points to a bunch of stranded boats on the seabed*

And so they were saved, and there, on the seabed,
They relaxed on their jollies, and got sunburnt quite red,
But Addman was quiet, knowing that if he did F art,
A flood of apocalyptic proportions might start.

[Cloud]

As we draw to a close I am scared that I have to actually judge this at some point. What a nightmare that's going to be.

Last round notes: There will NOT be bonus points for rhyming. This shall be a freestyle round, do whatever you want. It's a chance to show off all your skills as a ego scripter master. ((No, it's not because I couldn't think of another subject.

[GBE]

((Holy bejesus! There's always a subject! Always! Nooooooooooooooooooooooo! There must be a subject..? No.. Bugger! ))

DP: I have called a meeting to discuss a few things about Blackstar.
Addman: You mean, we're going to get more cookies?
Fort: No, it's tutu's and shoes!
Goron: Look, for once can we actually be serious?
Shaon: Not with you around.
Goron: Exactly what have I done now?
Shaon: You breathe...
Everyone: *Deep, sharp intake of breath*
Goron: See, now look what you've done. They're all going blue!
Addman: I resent that, I'm turning red.
Cloud: It's Elmo! Get him!
Addman S***! *Runs, but as he turns, he runs smack bang into a wall*
Cloud: *Dives on Addman/Elmo and proceeds to tickle him* Heee heee!
DP: You know, I seriously wonder why I bother sometimes.
Swix: Sorry, did somebody just say something?
3kul: Yeah, I was just commenting on how powerplayish it is.......
Swix: Bugger off!
3kul: I, uh, wha, uhm.. *Sobs*
GBE: Oh, that was a bit harsh Swix...
Swix: You're typing the bloody thing!
GBE: Uh, I can't type the words coming outta yo' mouth...
Shine: I disagree, it's 'mout''
GBE: I can see that zip! You've been infected! Everybody! RUUUUUUUUUN!
Shine: *Tugs at the zip and is ripped apart by none other than....... Embri?!*
GBE: I didn't see that one coming....
Embri: I'm here. Wasn't there an important discussion.
3kul: What have you done with the nitpicker..?
Embri: Him... *Grins* Panther's borrowing him...
3kul: *sobs and shudders*
Angel: You haven't seen what I can do with him... *Winks*
Addman: There's smut, and Net is nowhere to be seen!
Fort: I'm free!
Cloud: You're gay!
Fort: I'm not. I just have issues!
HLS: What tissues?! I've not seen any!
Everyone: *Stares at HLS*
HLS: I'll be going now... *Promptly leaves*
3kul: Skreeeeeee! Where's Net...?!
GBE: Panther asked me to pass a message on to him, that she wanted to see him *Evil Grin*
3kul: You wouldn't?!
Swix: He did! I saw!
Fort: Excuse me a moment... *Runs off, video camera in hand*
3kul: *Explodes*
Ashen Rain: Now that was a bit premature....

[addman]

Addman: Alright everyone, get ready. Stand up as tall as you can and look intimidating.
Cloud: Does slouching against a wall count?
Addman: Only if you can make it look intimidating.
Cloud: Hold on...maybe...if...I lean...this way..
Addman: Perfect. Now for some of you, this is your first UN meeting, so remember, follow our lead.
Fort: Yes, and under no circumstances must you reveal your incompetance. A lesson I've learned a thousand times.
Addman: And don't do anything embaressing!
Seph: We're ready. We're the baddest, most diabolical evil organisation in the world. The UN won't know what's him them!
Addman: Ahem...anyway, without further ado, let's get this underway.

*Fort presses a button on the wall, which reveals a large screen which dominates the meeting hall. An image appears which reads "dialling", then before long, the stretched out faces of the gathered representatives of the United Nations appears on the screen*

Cloud: HOLY CRAP! GIANT PEOPLE!
Fort: RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
Addman: Fort!?
Fort: Sorry, I'm still not used to that yet.
GBE: Alright, Addman, calm Fort down quietly, I'll deal with this.
3kul: Maybe I should do it.
GBE: Why?
3kul: Because I have a keen eye for detail and...
Raven: Perhaps an Elite, such as me, should speak for us.
GBE: I said I'd do it.
Raven: But I was voted into the elites at such a young age, a child prodigy I was, destined for greater things!
Seph: The bedroom?
Net: What was that? Someone said the B word!
GBE: Now you've woken him up, we'll never get him back to sleep again.
Net: Sleep? How can I sleep when there so much depravity going on!
Seph: There's no depravity here.
Net: Well Addman's trying to gag Fort over there, Raven's talking about bedrooms...
Raven: I'M NOT! For a change...
Net: ...And Cloud's hunched stance suggests he's been up all night doing dirty things.
Cloud: HEY! This is my intimate slouch!
Net: ...I'm sure it is.
Cloud: I mean intimidating!
Seph: Please, stop talking about these types of things.
Raven: Is little Sephy embaressed?
Seph: No, I just don't want to have to drink a whole keg of pixie punch again.
Raven: I can do that and stay standing!
Net: You're on!

*Net and Raven both pick up kegs of punch and begin to drink*

Cloud: Chug chug chug chug! *bangs fist on wall*
GBE: We're in a meeting, stop drinking!
Cloud: Look! Net's collapsed!
Net: I fink I might be a bit dlunk.
Raven: Haha! I'm not even a bit drunk!
Cloud: I'm judging this! Now Raven, how many fingers am I holding up?
Raven: *peering closer* Those are fingers? HIC!
Cloud: I declare both contestants to be drunk as skunks!
Net: Waaaaaay!
GBE: Please, show a little professionalism.
3kul: Yeah, stop this or I'll burn you with this 100K club limited edition, gold cigar!
GBE: Does that place still exist?
3kul: The 100k club? Of course! HLS is there right now!

**********

HLS: Why, this place has become remarkably dormant as of late. I wish they would inform me before galavanting off elsewhere, I grow weary from lonliness...

**********

GBE: Ahem, anyway. Members of the UN, we at the Evil Council...
Net: Yeah! You show dem...you tell dem, I forget.
Raven: Hello big people! WOOOO!
Seph: raven dear, calm down.
Raven: I AM CALM! AND THE LIFE AND SOUL OF THE PARTY!
Seph: Please stop, I think Panther's starting to write a fan fiction over these drunken antics.
Panther: It involves all of the members of the UN too.
Seph: Oh god no.
Cloud: I think that comment finally sent Swix into convulsions.
Swix: No Panther....put it down...put the pen down....Panther no....
Cloud: She's officially lost it, one fanfiction too many I think.
Ashen: Hi, sorry I'm late, I was putting the finishing touches to my story.
Panther: Oooh, can I read it.
Seph: NO! She'll write her own version but make all the characters have sex in it!
UN Official: Excuse me, as hilarious as it is laughing at you guys all day, I have an urgent luncheon appointment so if you'll kindly get to the point...
Addman: Hey! I haven't eaten in seven minutes, and I still found time to be here!
GBE: Have you subdued Fort?
Addman: Yes, he's handily tied to a slow conveyer belt which is heading into the blast furnace.
Fort: No I'm not! TA DA!
Addman: But...how did you...?
Fort: I won't bore you with the details of my miraculous escape.
Addman: It was your socks wasn't it? The socks that are so dirty they have evolved into their own subspecies!
Fort: <.< >.> Boys, sic him!
Addman: ARGH! THE SOCKS ARE KILLING ME!
GBE: GRRR! I've had enough this! Sort your own damn meeting out!

*GBE storms out and slams the door behind him*

Fort: ...What's gotten into him?
UN Official: Yeah, that was just rude, man!

[unlistedgabriel]

((Good god.. this is so hilarious. And to think I knew addman for years...no wonder one of my characters is insane))

[addman]

((Thanks Gabe for the kind comments. Hope Cloud can find time soon to judge this))

[Cloud]

Round 1:

GBE:

Believability: 8
Powerplay: 0 ((Technically ego scripts ARE powerplaying so I'm going to say 0 to all :O))
Personality/Flair: 8
Cleverness/Inventiveness: 18 ((Um, how you made use of characters maybe? Something along the lines of characters anyway... actually this will be a laugh o' meter. ))

Looks like I'm going to have to make up these scores as I go along since I'm having to change them quite a bit.

Addman:

Believability: 8
Powerplay: 0
Personality/Flair: 8
Cleverness/Inventiveness: 19

[INTERVAL]
And the bell has rung signalling the end of the round. GBE looks a little shaken after Addman's performance, he also seems to be making accusations of killing your lovely host and compere. How will our challengers face up to the next round? Will Cloud ever get the girl? Oh wait, that's the wrong show...
[/INTERVAL]

Round 2:

GBE:

Believability: 10
Powerplay: 0
Personality/Flair: 9
Cleverness/Inventiveness: 20
Bonusness of rhyming glory: 9

Addman:

Believability: 8
Powerplay: 0
Personality/Flair: 9
Cleverness/Inventiveness: 20
Bonusness of rhyming glory: 9

[INTERVAL]
Woah,woah. This is impressive stuff by both challengers, just when you though Addman was down for the count he gives just as good back. It's a close call, over to you Dave at the ringside...or something to that effect.
[/INTERVAL]

Round 3:

GBE:

Believability: 7
Powerplay: 0
Personality/Flair: 8
Cleverness/Inventiveness: 18

Addman:

Believability: 8
Powerplay: 0
Personality/Flair: 8
Cleverness/Inventiveness: 20

[INTERVAL]
As the last and final round is finished your esteemed judge has almost collapsed from laughter, and is rather worried about someone getting all angry about my unfairness. Well, I say SHHHHH to all you people and also this is my first judgeness. To be honest I got bored and just filled in the numbers, I think I also filled in 'dog' somewhere so if anyone has this please be remembered that it is an 8, or was that a 9? Hmmm. Let's take it to the judges to see who is the 2006 Ego Script Champion of the World.
[/INTERVAL]

Total Scores:

GBE: 34 + 48 + 33 == 115
Addman: 35 + 46 + 36 == 117

That was a close one, and as your master judge person tries to stay with the boxing theme as much as he can, I shall hand Addman his belt.

((Bugger, I forgot the Spelling category. Well, I'm not rewriting all of this so lets just say even marks for spelling. I know you both made some minor errors but I'd say you are both just as skilled as each other in this department. ))

[GBE]

((Uhm Cloud, I thought you picked up that mysterious briefcase that was full of cash... I think you didn't score it properly... I'm definately sure I was supposed to have a few extra points..

Nah, ok I'll live with myself for now... Addman, that was a hard fought match and you've dragged out most of my inspiration... Congratulations on remaining the funny man with the ego scripts. May you continue to blaze our halls with such amazement...

I'll bide my time for revenge.. Enjoy those cookies in yuur room, Addman.. ))