My Knight Can Beat Up Your Knight

My army is a 100,000 rabid Hetalia fangirls who live off of Hetalia memes and eat duck meat. They're also all Catholic.

 

My army is 1,000,000 anti-Anime people who worship the duck as a god.

 

My army is a legion of man-eating ducks who care not if they are worshipped.

 

My army is...TINY TIM!!

Ha! Beat that! Would your armies so be so cruel to fight a little crippled British boy with a lisp?

 

My army is made up of thousands upon thousands of yelling, mindless, starving zombies with adamantium teeth. I shall be masterly concealed in a shrub with a high powered sniper rifle complete with a muzzle flash and sound suppressor. I just pick of the generals, their wives, and their children. Then I eat lunch.

 

My army consists of every american on a 9/11 high all equiped with a rednecks basment arsonal.........




quick question why are we talking about armies.... i thought it was supposed to be knights

 

Modern warriors can still be considered knights.

...right?

Anyway, my army consists of three snipers, a guy controlling a Predator drone, and a pink pony with a cannon.

Beat that, ya untrained rednecks!

 

..... well i thought it was supposed to be knight.... singular..... but armies is good too...


My army is a squad of midgets with steel toe boots (watch your shins fellas).... brass knuckles.... (watch your groin).... and RPGs with enough explosives to level a ghetto block 10 times over

 

My army consists of a few small birds. Try hitting them with RPGs all you want, you might get one after a few days. In the mean time, they'll be flying overhead, dropping pebbles from incredible heights, just enough to annoy your midgets into submission.

I was tempted to use griffins, but I figured they'd be too big of a target. So, I suppose some swallows will do in the meantime.

 

Well the army I'm bringing to the table is a very large group of angry farmers, locked and loaded with hunting rifles.
Darn those birds! You destroyed their crops. Aswell as annoying the midgets!

 

My army is a group of Loan Officers and Repo man from the local bank here to forcibly remove said farmers from their property due to defaulting on loans. Also, for the sake of randomness, a hedgehog wielding twin battleaxes!!!

 

Oh no! It's the Loan Arranger!

 

my said farmers have now started a major protest group against the banking industry. More flock to their cause every day. Angry at their treatment of the farmers that they have started rioting and destroying everything and anything to do with banking, by any means necessary.

 

My army is an angry voting majority bent on eliminating farm subsidies and eating only imported canned goods. During the course of their march into the Midwest they lay waste to NASCAR tracks and cut off the supply of Coors beer.

 

My army is retaliating rednecks, fueled by anger at the destruction of NASCAR and rage at having to pay more for Budweiser, and driving trucks loaded with fertilizer bombs and whiskey fueled flame throwers.

 

My army consists of hundreds of radioactive mutants riding six legged elephants driven forward by ratman on unicorns wielding dragon toothed sabers.

 

My army is a single mouse that runs infront of your army, scaring all the elephants, causing general panic and mayhem.

 

My army is a hawk, who gobbles your mouse up for an afternoon snack.

 

My army is one blind archer that fires the perfect shot downing the hawk for an evening dinner.

 

My army consists of a single dog. His name is Fluffy, and he is the Destroyer of Worlds.

 

My army is Chuck Norris with a beebee gun. (It hasn't been done for at least three pages, it was time.)

 

My army is my Uncle Marty with a sniper rifle. (You haven't seen my Uncle...he's a big dude.)

 

My army is a bloodlusted bear with a rocket launcher

 

My army is made up of Bruce Lee, Gandalf, Morpheus, and River Tam.

 

My army is the pain killer Equagesic, a Balroc, Mr. Smith, and a Television playing the Fruity Oatty Bar Commercial. Also Alvin the chipmunk