Epic Rap Battles of Fabletop

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=== Gon 1 Vs. Gon 2 ===
Gon 1: Alright. First of all, your rap is completely wack. You really need to pick up the %#&@-ing slack. My raps are like crack, to Rick James. Once all of this is over, you're going to be melted in flames, crushed by cranes, and like the moon, your probability of winning wanes.

Gon 2: You talk a lot of %#&@ for a man with no pants. Like a wizard, these lyrics I incant, and I shant let you win this. Your lines are just total piss, like Criss Angel's illusions. Your entire reality is a delusion, leaving you in confusion, while I'm destroying like pollution. These rhymes are concentrated, like Sun Tzu. These bars I'm decanting, pouring them to you.

Gon 1: Oh, you finally retaliate? These rhymes are going to be like a eye exam, dilate. I admit, I'm a bit excited. Like Jack the Ripper in a brothel. Eliminate. I see you grovel. Being broken like gravel. Separate. Alright. this is all about to be finished. Your self-esteem diminished. While this just leaves me famished. I'm ripping out souls like crows next to a dead body.

Gon 2: Of course I retaliate. You aren't anything to me, don't you see? This is my decree, I'll let your body drop and be. I admit, your serial killer line was pretty good. But you should calm them down a bit, otherwise you're going to be like Ray Liotta in Hannibal. I'm ripping you apart like a cannibal, an animal. Lies are what you secrete, and like Bob Ross, you just got your happy little ass beat.

=== Roxy Vs. Saran ===
Roxy: Oh, god, the whore showed up. Your skank ass even wanted to %#@& Pup. And what is with that sushi obsession? You're eating your own kind. Also, who knows anything that goes on in your mind? And don't say Alian, he's the equivalent of an alien. I'm a bartender, fueling this rebellion's aggression and gaining possession of nuclear weaponry.

Saran: Who're you calling a whore? Did you forget that singer? Of course you didn't. You keep a picture of him under your pillow. Oh, and if looks could kill, yo would be a mass murderer. Someone better call the fashion police, cause cowboy hats were only cool back in the 2900s. So, how about you go back to your kitten, and try to get that rebellion back up that you litten with linen, kindling.

Roxy: You're a classic psychopath. No regard for those in your path. An emotionless freak, getting a high off of an out of touch failed science project. You wear a thousand faces, none of them are going to win this race. If this is the best of everyone in your race, you don't need bleach, 'cause your so base. You're following out of a child graces, Blood. You're getting shot down with each of these words, blood.

Saran: Classic? At least I'm not a rerun of The Andy Griffith Show. So back in the Split, no surprise you and Talen split. You really going to try to continue and retaliate, you're more burnt than the pies I tried to make when I was five. Guess what? I'm a wire. Straight live. While all you can do is watch it, live. I've got that new jive, a craving for power. All you've got is a craving for powder and whiskey, held back by a family that hate you. So what you gonna do?

=== Desmond vs. Firefly ===
Desmond: The best king is here. Heart colder than Bartholomere after the Frost. Who even said you deserved to rule? You've broke your own rules. Now you're trying to raise a family? You're so damn lost. Thank god I died, at least I don't have to hang myself for hearing about it. You used to actually be something, and do a damn thing.

Firefly: You're the worst thing to happen to Central. You should've at least not chosen a side, stayed neutral. Then a deal with you might've been mutually beneficial. And the grandness of your rule? Completely artificial. You actually had to program a woman to get her to like you. Oh, and you sold slaves to a robot you opposed? That's definitely not what Alcaross proposed.

Desmond: Really? What about the bombings of the Northeast? Even though I'm dead, I'm gonna rise, like yeast, and whip your arse. Your mental state is now even sparse. This is the words of the King of the Dead. 'Bout to fill you full of lead, and gain the lead. You even failed to secede! And you know, cigarettes aren't very good for your health.

Firefly: The whole world benefited from your death. The world recovering from you and the Blue. My military has sewn a new age, while you just rest in the underworld, never to regain your lost age. Unable to live in any age. I'm a detonation mage, wiser than a sage. And, guess what? I just kicked your ass off the stage.

=== Chessmaster vs. Painter ===
Chessmaster:

Painter:

Chessmaster:

Painter:

Desmond and Firefly

Kato and Molin

Chessmaster and Painter

Finn and Carter

Samantha and Sovereign

Vlad and Furien

Vlad and Furien... You bastage.

Drake and Dep. We'd both be too timid to say anything rude to each other.

Oni vs. Wazika