Here’s one my cats can defeat. You don’t want to hear how.
Because cats. In fact, cats probably win all the battles if we’re honest.
I have magic. Plus I am a manipulative drama queen when things don’t go my way. My chances are pretty good.
Tedd’s not the greatest fighter among her friends, but get past her generally good nature and a ‘baleful polymorph’ will come your way.
does a flyby wwwwhhooosssshhh!!! 
Well…, mine used to have this ring…
Ok, you’re a hippo, but you look like a nice hippo.
I, on the other hand, am some mean, mean mustard.
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I started fighting the hippo using my earth bending powers but then Katara made the hippo her pet because it’s cute. 
Satanic baby JohnT is like 1968 UCLA - we sit out the NCAA’s while all of y’all pretenders participate in the play-in games, only to make our appearance when the Final Four begins so we can continue our dominance.
Plus we have Kareem.
Just sayin’.
I too have a ring, created as I bend spacetime to my will. Even though I am 21 orders of magnitude less dense than a hummingbird.
I hate to spoil the fun here, but unless someone has a green kryptonite avatar. . .
Of course, I wouldn’t kill your avatars. I’d simply, for example, pick up the hippo and fly it to a game preserve in Kenya.
What would you do to mine? (It wishes to know, amidst its hand-wringing.)
Aren’t you susceptible to magic also? There is a wizard avatar somewhere on the board already.
I suppose Sup just flies through the sun or something like that.
We don’t need Kryptonite. We removed all the phone boxes.
I know how to make avatars and how to resize them and how to put them on my profile. I must be a tech-y genius. So it stands to reason I should be able to cause real damage on this here message board. As soon as I figure out how to do it, y’all are in big trouble.
We already did that, he adapted. Revolving doors, closets, changing rooms, etc.
You can’t hit what you can’t see. So far I only have to worry about one user. (Rhymes with “SayGulf”.)
Are you a sailboat?
My Rover will approach you bobbing speedily along the beach, and you will end up pinned under it, wondering why you can’t remember the physical takedown itself. It will put you back in your place, and you still won’t know whose side it’s on – or, indeed, whose side you’re on.