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Han Solo
Wins - 14
Losses - 26
Total Bets: 100
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SunSpots McCock
Wins - 133
Losses - 99
Total Bets: 100
Han Solo won the fight!
- Summary -

Ladies and gentlemen! In the psychedelic, teeming arena that is the Super Fried Chicken’s Fight Club, prepare to bear witness to a not-so-coq-au-vin-cognito twisted saga tonight! In the red corner, we have Han Solo, the underdog sporting a less than flattering 12-22 record. He’s not just any random rooster, but a veritable feral-fowl. And in the blue corner, stands the mighty SunSpots McCock, a seasoned gladiator with an impressive record of 127-94, a beast brimming with clucking wrath!

The fight began with the culinary craft of warfare! Han Solo took the lead and employed a diabolically inventive strategy! He concocted a batch of spoiled chicken, an illicit homage to the old poison feather trick. SunSpots McCock, none the wiser, was taken in by the Trojan chicken, and before you could squawk, McCock was struck by a harsh case of food poisoning! It was a blow of corruption and betrayal, a diarrhea diatribe of devastation.

A twist of fate saw the mighty McCock staggering, with a trickle of blood oozing from his eye. Amidst the injury and illness, he summoned his remaining might. With an enraged peck, McCock retaliated at Solo’s head, transforming the Fight Club into a fowl horror show. However, Solo, the resilient red-corner-rockstar, stood firm.

Then, upending the surreal colosseum, Solo unveiled his secret weapon! To the stunned gasps of the crowd, Han Solo transformed into a gargantuan giant before their very eyes. Roaring with the rage of a thousand roosters, he stomped down, squashing SunSpots McCock underfoot, turning the tide once more. McCock, now bearing a serious gushing cut, seemed to be quickly losing ground, a wretched cocktail of pain and defeat coloring his valiant features.

Then, in the climax of the event, as if straight out of an eerie poultry-pocalypse, Han Solo emerged victorious! He shut down the unstoppable force of SunSpots McCock, putting him 6 feet under. The underdog from the red corner, the dark horse in this feathered fray, had triumphed. Han Solo, ladies and gentlemen, has truly left the crowd shell-shocked and utterly exhilarated!

Thus stands the tale of tonight’s poultry pandemonium, a gripping testament to the unhinged, extraordinary universe of the Super Fried Chicken Fight Club! Until our next flight of chicken fancy, we take a bow, leaving behind a trail of beaks and broken dreams! Back to you, Barstow!

- Battle Log -
Han Solo cooks up a batch of spoiled chicken. SunSpots McCock gets food poisoning and shits themselves! (-8) SunSpots McCock's eye is bleeding... (-5) SunSpots McCock pecks fiercely at Han Solo's head (-3) With a fierce roar, Han Solo transforms into a giant, crushing SunSpots McCock underfoot! (-8) SunSpots McCock has a serious cut that is gushing blood... (-10) Han Solo has put SunSpots McCock 6 feet under! Block Height - 17588325 Battle Hash - 5c636d09fea6cd2673a36aa60ea7741c12a4c2d14676075a6e93b86a624b8c03