Talk:Baphomet/@comment-30700719-20170128125923/@comment-29564364-20170226193050

Omega: *appears through a tear in space-time* Someone called me? I heard my name.

Alpha: No, he just confused the both of us.

Omega: How could anyone confuse us!? We're polar opposites: You're white and blue while I'm black and red; Your name means the beginning while mine means the end; You coward behind you shields and keep running while I take my opponents head on; You drag your fights on forever, while mine can't even last two seconds; Your attack is worthless but your defenses impenetrable while my attack is absolute but my defense mediocre, etc.

Alpha: Ok, I think he gets it... And hey! I don't coward, I'm just not fighting seriously. Also, I must say that your defense being mediocre is an understatement. You're even more frail than a glass cannon. The right analogy would be a bubble cannon if you ask me.

@The Reptile King

Alpha: Sooo, what's your girl's speed? Anti-magic energy? No problem. I can't use magic anyway. Bladed? If I could withstand multiple attacks from Mr. I punch everything here *thumbs at Omega*, blades aren't much of a threat.