So for a Calgary Dragons battle royale we could do a regular one, but as we are all fat and old, I don't see anything good come out of it. It wouldn't be something you would want to see, but here goes.

As the countdown wires down from 10 to 1, all Dragons players are waiting to rush out to the middle where some weapons and supplies are up for grabs. The countdown goes to 0 and most of the team rushes to the middle while Slappydoodle just waits, lits a cigar and laughs at the first people falling to the floor. Esa Parmborg is out first, he was just way to slow to get to the weapons. In the meantime Maxime Bouchard picked up some brass knuckles and knocked the lights out of Bernik Vrzala and Choybuck. Damn that went fast. Barry Batsbak quickly picked up a short sword and a backpack and ran into the woods, but he got shot in the back with a longbow by Leopold Lockhart. What a shot. After about 10 minutes in and everybody being killed near the stash of weapons, it's Slappydoodle who wins the battle royale, simply cause he did nothing. Nothing at all.

The end.