Lord Scalesworth
The dragon · you
Green, enormous, at a table. The arm in question.
Championship Edition
One wish. No sleeves. Terrible insurance. The Interdimensional Arm-Wrestling Championship will settle who deserves it.
You are a dragon at a table. Across from you is a granny with a grudge, an eel with an extension cord for a coach, or a piece of furniture in denial. Follow the prompt, survive the danger phases, draft absurd perks, and earn an S++ rank.
Six rivals, each with signature attacks and a different number of keys to keep track of.
The dragon · you
Green, enormous, at a table. The arm in question.
The Amp Eel
“My coach is an extension cord.” Your first rival, and a two-key warmup.
Spite Titan
“I have been angry since breakfast.” Switches keys on you faster.
Cursed Knight
Rusted armour, unresolved oaths. W joins the riot.
Celestial Champion
“These biceps have their own weather.” A tiny tantrum with divine backing.
Shapeshifter
“I am not a chair. Currently.” Triple-key chaos.