Sundog

Yankees. They could afford boots. Wolves vs Dogs.

They both lose since I've never heard of either. Coffee or Tea?

Hush. He's actually creepy, and not just a reverse-visual copy. Clowns! Joker vs It.

Green Lantern. Not as much of a deus ex machina. Space teams! Omega Men vs Guardians of the Galaxy.

Oh, no question the reef is funnier. Games: Chess vs. Go

I got no means to show identification I got no papers show you what I am You'll have to take me just the way that you find me What's gone is gone and I do not give a damn Empty stomach, empty head I got empty heart and empty bed I don't remember I don't remember I don't remember, I don't recall I got no memory of anything at all I don't remember, I don't recall I got no memory of anything Anything at all Strange is your language and I have no decoder Why don't you make your intentions clear With eyes to the sun and your mouth to the soda Saying, "Tell me the truth, you got nothing to fear Stop staring at me like a bird of prey I'm all mixed up, I got nothing to say I don't remember I don't remember I don't remember, I don't recall I got no memory of anything at all I don't remember, I don't recall I got no memory of anything Anything at all I don't remember, I don't recall I got no memory of anything at all I don't remember, I don't recall I got no memory of anything Absolutely anything at all I don't remember

They both win. The audience loses, because LAME... Bruce vs Bruce: Game of Death vs. The Last Dragon.

Sumer. Ancient rather than just very old. Bling-wars: Gold vs. Silver.

Darkseid. Thanos usually beats himself. Battle of the Lycanthropes: Lon Chaney's The Wolf Man vs An American Werewolf in London.

Wile E. Coyote, as he is a Super Genius. War of the Sartorial: Batman's Cape vs James Bond's Tux.

Max Headroom, he was part of a powerfully anti-status-quo team where Ted was the living embodiment of status quo. Sticking to old TV shows and cartoons: Voltron (Lion Force) vs Voltron (Vehicle Force)

Lolth, because Lolth is cool. Gillian Anderson is a good actor, but she was never cool. Battle of the Leather Jackets: The Fonz vs Johnny Strabler (The Wild One)

Lemmy. 'Kilmeister' is one of the coolest names EVER. Captains part two: James Kirk vs. Han Solo.

Africa - Toto.

Oh where have you been, my blue eyed son? Where have you been, my darling young one? I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains Walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways Stepped in the middle of seven sad forests Been out in front of a dozen dead oceans I've been ten thousand miles in a mouth of a graveyard It's a hard and it's a hard and it's a hard and it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall Oh what did you see, my blue eyed son? What did you see, my darling young one? I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves around it I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin' I saw a room full of men with their hammers a bleedin' A white ladder all covered with water I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children And it's a hard and it's a hard and it's a hard hard And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall And what did you hear, my blue eyed son? What did you hear, my darling young one I heard the sound of thunder that roared out a warning Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a blazin' Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin' Heard one person starve, many people laughin' Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley And it's a hard and it's a hard and it's a hard hard hard hard And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall Oh who you did meet, my blue eyed son? Who did you meet, my darling young one? I met a young child beside a dead pony I met a white man who walked a black dog I met a young girl whose body was burning A young girl, she gave me a rainbow I met one man who was wounded in love Another man who was wounded with hatred And it's a hard and it's a hard and it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall Oh what'll you do now, my blue eyed son? What'll you do now, my darling young one? I'm goin' back out 'fore the rain starts fallin' Walk to the depths of the deepest black forest Where people are many and their hands are all empty Where pellets of poison are flooding the waters Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison Where the executioner's face is always well hidden Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten Where black is the color, and none is the number And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it And reflect it from the mountains so all souls can see it Then I'll stand in the ocean until I start sinking But I'll know my song well before I start singing And it's a hard it's a hard and it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall And it's a hard and it's a hard and it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall And it's a hard and it's a hard and it's a so hard And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall

Gurps, because Hero Fuzion was utterly crud. Ancient times: Alexander the Great of Macedon vs The Divine Gaius Julius Caesar of Rome.

Spectre, as an organization always has it over a singleton. Battle of the stations! John Sheridan vs Benjamin Sisko

Dr. Who. Most of his companions live. Shirow time: Appleseed vs. Ghost in the Shell.

Jane Austen for the power of snark. Futurama vs Star Trek.

It was late in December, the sky turned to snow All 'round the day was going down slow Night like a river, beginning to flow I felt the beat of my mind go drifting into time passages Years go falling in the fading light time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight. Well, I'm not the kind to live in the past the years run too short, and the days too fast The things you lean on are the things that don't last well its just now and then, my line gets cast into these time passages There's something back there that you left behind oh time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight. Hear the echoes and feel yourself starting to turn Don't know why you should feel that there's something to learn it's just a game that you play. Well, the picture is changing now you're part of the crowd they're laughing at something and the music's loud a girl comes toward you, you once used to know you reach out your hand, but you're all alone in those time passages I know you're in there, you're just out of sight, oh time passages buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight

On a morning from a Bogart movie In a country where they turn back time You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre Contemplating a crime She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running Like a watercolor in the rain Don't bother asking for explanations She'll just tell you that she came In the year of the cat She doesn't give you time for questions As she locks up your arm in hers And you follow 'till your sense of which direction Completely disappears By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls There's a hidden door she leads you to These days, she says, I feel my life Just like a river running through The year of the cat While she looks at you so cooly And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea She comes in incense and patchouli So you take her, to find what's waiting inside The year of the cat Well morning comes and you're still with her And the bus and the tourists are gone And you've thrown away your choice you've lost your ticket So you have to stay on But the drum-beat strains of the night remain In the rhythm of the new-born day You know sometime you're bound to leave her But for now you're going to stay In the year of the cat

R&R? Rhythm and Rhythm? Just now listening to Jeff Wayne's Forever Autumn. On the radio, unfortunately, so Thunderchild won't be next.

Barry sacrifices his life to stop RF. RF kills himself upon realizing his entire reason for existence just disappeared. Winner: Wally West Battle of the commanding officers: Grand Admiral Thrawn vs General Hammond of the SGC.

Main Street - Bob Segar and the Silver Bullet Band.

I have to go with WW. Barry is almost as experienced, but he lacks Wally's flexibility, and I find it hard to believe that he'd actually be able to hurt her before she got something through to him - and she only has to get lucky once.