Suvudu Cage Match 2010

Für alle die GRRM's Blog nicht täglich einen Besuch abstatten:

"I'm going to need all my fans and readers to check out that site to help defend the honor of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros against a loathesome creature out of Hogwart's."

Aber lest am besten selbst: http://grrm.livejournal.com/138388.html

Suvudu.com veranstaltet ein Cage Match, in dem sich 32 Helden aus der Fantasyliteratur im Single Elimination Modus gegeüberstehen. Der Gewinner wird jeweils durch Abstimmung ermittelt. Stellvertretend für Westeros wurde Jaime Lannister (AFfC Version) ausgewählt, der am Mittwoch Hermine aus Harry Potter gegenübersteht. Weitere Teilnehmer sind unter anderem Arthur Dent, Roland, Drizzt Do'Urden und Gandalf.

Hier kommt ihr zum Turnier: http://www.suvudu.com/

Also lasst den Meister nicht im Stich und votet schön fleißig

Gute Frage. Aber mal sehen, vielleicht lässt sich GRRM was tolles einfallen und postet wieder wie der Kampf seiner Meinung nach abläuft

Da hat sich der gute George tatsächlich etwas einfallen lassen. Diesmal stehts jedoch in seinem Blog, die Turnierleitung war wohl dagegen seine Version wieder mit in den Kampfbericht aufzunehmen.

Zuerst hatte ich noch Bedenken, aber hiermit hat er mich definitiv überzeugt

Zitat

As for my own version of how things might go, here 'tis:

"Books?" Jaime said. "How can books help me in a fight?"

"They can tell you more about this thing you're fighting." Tyrion dumped the dusty tomes down on the table.

"Cthulhu," said Jaime. "It sounds like the noise old men make when they're bringing up phelgm." He rummaged through the books with his good hand. They had odd titles, in languages he did not know, though he was not surprised his brother did. "Abdul Alhazared," he pronounced, leafing through a few pages. "This is written in gibberish. What tongue is this?"

"A fair question," said Tyrion, "to which I have no answer. That comes from the shadowlands beyond Asshai. But here, look at this. It is a translation of a translation of a translation, I understand." The dwarf flipped through the pages, until he found the one he wanted. "And there are illuminations. Here. This is Cthulhu."

Jaime stared. "That?"

"That."

"It's as big as Casterly Rock."

"Bigger. If Casterly Rock fell on its head it might not even notice."

"Seven bloody hells." Even if he still had two good hands, Jaime Lannister was not certain how he was supposed to fight something like that. "Those tentacles... this thing looks as though it just ate twenty giant krakens, but hasn't quite finished swallowing them yet." He sat down, and began turning pages. "Maybe if I had a dragon... "

"Maybe if you had a hundred dragons." Tyrion sat cross-legged on his stool and began rummaging through another book, called Mysteries of the Worm.
"Read. I'll do the same. You haven't much time."

"I suppose not," Jaime admitted. "What am I looking for?"

"Weaknesses."

Jaime looked at the picture of Cthulhu again. "It has eyes," he said. "A vulnerable point, perhaps. A spear through the eye will kill a dragon." How could he reach the eyes, though? The thing was taller than the Wall. "A rope and a grapnel... I could scale the damned thing, as if it were a mountain... but I'd need too good hands to pull myself up..." He did not have two good hands.

"You could have twenty good hands," said Tyrion. He did not even look up from his book. "The tentacles would catch you and pull you apart like a wishbone." He turned another page. "You had best start reading, if you ever want to fuck our sweet sister again."

Jaime started reading. It was not at all his favorite pastime, but he saw his little brother's point.

The better part of an hour passed before he looked up. "Here's something," he said. "Elder signs." He turned the book around and showed it to Tyrion.

The dwarf scratched at his nose, considering. "Hmmm. Yes. Protective wards. Those could be useful."

"I can paint one on my shield," said Jaime.

"On your shield and all over your armor," suggested Tyrion. "But paint can be stripped away too easily. Have these Elder Signs etched into the metal."

"Agreed." Jaime rose and summoned his armorer and set him to work. "Along my sword as well," he told the man. "Both sides."

Tyrion was still reading. "That's unfortunate."

"What?" Jaime poured each of them a cup of wine. This reading was thirsty work.

"Well, it says here that the mere sight of this Cthulhu will drive you mad with terror."

Jaime laughed. "What, me?" He took a sip of wine. "Sometimes a little terror just makes a man fight harder."

"They're talking about a lot of terror," said the dwarf. "Not the fight-harder kind, alas. The shit-your-breeches-and-curl-up-in-a-ball kind."

Now that was really vexing. Even covered with Elder Signs, how could he be expected to fight the damn thing if he could not even look at it? "Do I need to go into battle blind?" he asked his brother. "There was Symeon Star-Eyes, true, but he had years of experience fighting sightless. I do not. How do I even find the bloody thing?"

"Well, I imagine there will be a smell," said Tyrion. His frown deepened. "It would appear you can't kill it either."

"A thrust through the eye... " insisted Jaime, clinging to that hope.

"... is like to inconvenience it, but the thing's already dead, or undead, or... Listen to this. That is not dead which can eternal lie.
And with strange aeons even death may die."

"I doubt that I can wait aeons," said Jaime. "So the thing's a god, is it?"

"Pretty much." Scowling, Tyrion turned more pages. Then he grinned. "Oh, hold on. Here is it."

"What now?" asked Jaime.

"It's sleeping." Tyrion tapped the page. "Says so right here. And in the other book as well. Cthulhu is sleeping in R'yleh beneath the sea."

"How does that help us?" asked Jaime.

"Well," said Tyrion, "let's not wake it. If Cthulhu doesn't turn up, you win the match by default. Big fellow like that needs its sleep. I'd hate to disturb its dreaming, wouldn't you?"

"We all need to dream," said Jaime, with a wry smile. "But someone will want to it wake it up, I fear."

"A lot of someones," the dwarf confessed. "There's heavy coin down on the big guy."

He was not wrong. When Jaime strode onto the battleground beside the sea, he found more than twenty of them: priests and acolytes with bulging eyes, fish-belly white skin, receding chins, and the odd gill or two. The moment they saw him, they all started chanting, "Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn,"and dancing about in a circle, their pale limbs flopping. Their eyes were all on the waves. None of them paid the least bit of attention to Jaime... until he shrugged off his cloak and let it puddle to the ground, revealing the golden armor beneath, covered over head to heel with Elder Signs.
Then they started shrieking. Smiling happily, Jaime donned his helm, and unsheathed his longsword.

The priests were slow and clumsy, at least on land. None of them were armed, and his blade went through their pale soft flesh like a fishwife's knife through a fresh catch, the Elder Signs along its length brightening with each kill. Green ichor splattered everywhere. Before long the ground was slippery with scales and webbed hands and stinking fish innards. No one was chanting anymore.

Cthulhu never showed. Jaime hoped it was having a nice dream. Maybe it has a sweet sister too.

"I think you've won this one," said Tyrion, as the sun was going down. There was no one left to dispute it. "Let's go collect our winnings. You won't believe the odds I got on you, brother."

(Quelle: http://grrm.livejournal.com/140797.html)

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Go Jaime!

Edit: Ok, jetzt steht der Text auch auf der suvudu Seite. Momentan siehts übrigens nach nem spannenden Kopf an Kopf Rennen aus

Guter Hinweis! Hat nochmal ein paar weitere Stimmen gebracht

Ändert allerdings noch nichts dran das es mit aktuell 48% zu 51% sauknapp ist!

Der Fight ist übrigens mit momentan 22.000 Votes mit Abstand der am härtesten umkämpfte

Inzwischen hat Runde 3 angefangen! Jaime steht einem Drachen gegenüber - also jetzt bin ich wirklich auf Georges Kommentar gespannt. Denn wenn er sich einen Weg ausdenkt wie Jaime mal eben mit einem Drachen fertigwird, warum sollte das dann nicht auch mit Danys Drachen funktionieren? (Naja, notfalls sind Drogon & co. wohl einfach viel mächtiger )