Ok guys, last week I asked you to come up with the best possible replacement dialogue for this:
And here are your top 5:
Rekulhs Nathe: Oh No! My one weakness, Words!
Treasure Hunter: Beeyok? Captain America stared into space and wondered if he’d seen that onomatopoeia before.
G.W: I’m trying to stretch my arms out like Mister Fantastic, but somehow, it’s just not working.
G.W: That’s odd. I’m surrounded by Shrapnel, but almost none is hitting me, despite me spreading myself out. Maybe it’s this thing I’ve heard about called “plot armor.”
Can't Draw: That felt like more of a KABONG!
And your winner is... (Pause For Dramatic Effect)
G.W. (sorry everyone, he had to win. He had plot armor)
