Potatoe Battle! (Any number, object battle)

Ok, I'm making this out of insperation of Fireball's statement about an old battle about Pie. So, why not make one about Potatoes? So, let's go. Oh, this is also the introduction of Isis, link is in sig if you need it.
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BiC: Isis walked along the bare, packed ground. How long had she been walking? Who knows. She sat down on a log in the middle of the field, and dove her hand into the ground. She pulled her hand out, holding a potatoe. She was weak from fighting all the time, and needed to test how strong she still was. The goddess looked at the potatoe, and threw it as far as she could. It went about half a mile, and landed with a thud. Right after it landed, she could hear someone scream "Ouch! What the heck? A potatoe?"

OoC: By the way, and object battle means you have to fight with a potatoe, I think.

OoC: This is...weird. A potato? Oh well, I know just who would fit into this battle: Zeliro, the most grumpy character I have! Get prepared for a lot of insults.

BiC: Zeliro was not happy. He had just encountered Ubechok a few days ago, and had failed to catch him. "Damn." In his opinion, if he got any more angry, he would fly towards the source and torture it to death.

Just then, something hit him in the face. "Argh! What the heck?" He picked up the object and moved it close to his face. "A POTATO?" Now he was angry. Seething with rage, he stood in place, thoughts racing. A few minutes later, a woman walked through the heavy brush. "Oh...did I hit you? I'm sorry." Zeliro let out a howl of rage, and threw the potato back at her.

"You know, that wasn't nice," she said reprovingly. Zeliro decided he would make good on his silent threat, and flew toward her, claws bared...

OoC: I say again, this is weird. Why am I even in it?

OoC: A Potato? I like it... I'll use Kyran, link in sig
BiC: As the man shaped chreature lunged towards the woman Kyran cast a spell of air and earth, shielding her from the attack.
"It's not right to attack a lady, even if they do through potatos at you." Kyran said, almost laughing. "I mean, come on, a potato?"
The creeature snarled, revealing it's fangs. "You think this is funny?" The vampire yelled. "I'll show you funny!"
The vampire snatched the potato from the ground and threw it at Kyran with all of it's strength, hitting his chest. Kyran caught the potato before it hit the floor.
"My turn." He said, and launched it at the vampire, usign a small amount of air magic to help it threw the air, taking the unprerpared vampire, who had only just stood, squarly on the forhead, and knocking him over backwards.
The vampire charged the Kyran, the winged lady forgoten, and soon the trio found themselves on the edge of a field.
Kyran thrust his hand through the soil and yanked an object from it as he turned to face the vampire as it rushed him again.
He threw it, only realising that it was a potato after it had struck the vampire's leg, knocking that out from under him and sending him into the air.
What a day. Kyran thought. Now I'm having a potato fight.
Kyran ramed his hand into the soil again and pulled out another potato, perpared to fight on with the weapons provided.

The packed dirt felt a little funny under Tuarivs clawed feet, must be a potatoe farm he thought to himself. Then out of the blue his thoughts were scrambled, all of a sudden a small object smacked Tuariv square in the face. Snarling immediatly he inspected the item to find it was in fact a potatoe.

Crushing the food easily in his palm he grabbed as many as he could and ran into the direction that the potatoe had come from. There were a couple people already, all throwing potatoes at each other. It was indeed a strange sight, but Tuariv simply threw a potatoe at each of them and evaded more thrown at him.

Ooc: POTATOES!!!!!!!!

Bic:

Twilight walked through the village, trying to find some food. God I'm starving she thought. She heard people here have good potatoe farms here. So she could get as many as she wanted. Suddenly a fast projectile smacked her face.

"Oww......" she said as she picked up the brown projectile. She reconized it as a potatoe.

"A......Potatoe?" she said. She got mad. Is it good here to throw food at visitors? she thought. She stormed to the direction it was thrown. She saw four figures throwing potatoes at eachother. She grabbed 4 potatoes and threw them at each. They turned towards her and threw the avalable weapons at her.

Ooc: POTATOES!!!!!!!

OoC: Ya know what, Chari? POTATOES!!!

BiC: Isis held up her shield, blocking repeated volleys of small spuds thrown at her. Although it was stupid, it was also fun to fight with potatoes. "Ah well, let's enjoy the moment!" she thought. The goddess dropped her shield and caught one of Tauriv's potatoes, threw it back at him, and hit him in the face. He wiped the greasy vegetable off his face and snarled.

OoC: Sorry it's short, but potatoes don't really give very much insperation.

Zeliro was very angry at Kyran, the person who had thrown potatoes at him. "Think this is funny, do ya!" he bellowed. "Well, how 'bout some of this!" He broke a potato in half, and threw the two pieces at Kyran. Each one hit one of the elf's eyes. "Laughing now?"

Kyran, narrowing his eyes, charged, potato outstretched. He used the potato to slash at Zeliro, who used his own potato to counter the blow. And so this "potato duel" continued.

OoC: I find this absurdly weird. Potato dueling? Who can win a battle of potatoes?