Remember in 6th grade, when you’d draw a stick figure carrying a Gatling-laser-missile gun, and you’d depict him blowing other little stick figures into pieces in violent, scribbled blasts, as you muttered the sounds of explosions under your breath? Remember that? And then you’d show off the destructive power of your creations to your friend Bryant N., who would whip up a drawing of a giant 3-D Robotech mech grappling with Megatron? And he would do it freehand, from memory? Remember that? No? That’s because it’s my memory, guy. Now get out of my head.

Courtesy of Fist-A-Cuffs, the creation of self-published comic book artist Sam Hiti, the Bryant N.’s of the world are still using their artistic powers to sate the bloodlust of wild, geeky imaginations. In the Fist-A-Cuffs tournaments, unreasonably talented and creative illustrators devise characters to battle in deathmatches with the rendered combatants of other artists. Fans vote to determine a winner. Think BattleBots, but without the, um, ‘bots, and the television coverage.

This one is pretty easy to call. How effective could bladed weapons be against a steam-powered hungry, hungry hippo?

Fist-A-Cuffs is currently in Round 4 of a tag team tourney. Sadly, the five-feet-tall wannabe contestant that some errant soul drew on the front of my apartment building is too late to be registered for competition.

I call him “The Three-Headed Vandal Eater”.

Thanks to Newsarama blog for the goodness.

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