You nip at the heels and ankles, I’ll pounce on the upper body. I may be cute and fuzzy but my canine fangs are a terror to behold, and a slow-moving amphibious herbivore is no match for my graceful yet lethal agility!
OK, I admit it, what is your avatar exactly?
And there I was thinking I had the best, or at least most powerful, flying avatar ![]()
I actually thought your avatar was one of those golf-ball radar dome covers.
Don’t people captured by Rover actually end up inside it before they’re carried back to the Village? Or am I misremembering?
I’ll engulf you all!
Riemann’s avatar is an Einstein ring, an image created by a foreground galaxy gravitationally lensing a more distant galaxy.
I’m not sure how mine would win, but if it lost, it would turn back time to before the fight and try again.
Beware my Bartitsu skills!
Ah I see, thanks
You do not vanquish the Tao
You strive to become one with it
There is no fight because there is no contest
I can not lose for I do not play
Above all
I exist
No gray areas for you, I see.
Sorry! Got confused there… thought I was my avatar for a second.
Hmmmm… let’s just say I was channeling the Tao. Or something.
I’m not sure if my avatar is a male or female platypus, but if it’s male, it can sting your avatars something fierce with its foot spurs.
If female, it can lay mammalian eggs way better than any of your avatars can. Not much use in a fight, I suppose, but perhaps they will be so impressed by the apparent impossibility of it that they will surrender.