T Y P E F I G H T

We've redesigned! Please visit our shiny new Letter-Ring. Type Fight started as a project to distract Drew Roper, Ryan Paule and Bryan Butler from their day-to-day grind. Each week they ask two designers to create the same letter and pin them against each other in the typographic ring to battle it out for best looking character. Every so often Drew & Ryan will design their own letters and offer them up for lettering supremacy. Follow @typefight on Twitter for letter postings and updates!

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Christmas is over. We hope you got everything you wanted. We asked for one more fight before the year was over, but it never came. We don't underst... hold on, someone's knocking at the door. Well kiss my grits, it's Mike Smith and James Anderson dressed in Santa suits! They say they got our request and they're gonna fight right here on our front lawn! What thoughtful boys... Let's show them how much we care by voting as they exchange gifts of pain by trying to knock out each other's Christmas lights. 

It's been a great 2012, gang. We sure appreciate all of you voters and contributors. Next year is gonna be an exciting one for us, and we hope you'll join us. Thanks again.

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Blah blah blah letter V blah blah Laura Coggins super talented blah blah blah Stewart Scott-Curran kicking ass blah blah blah something funny blah blah blah Christmas break is coming blah blah lazy blah blah please vote.

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We're 11.5 months into 2012, heading like comets toward the 13th year of the second millennium Anno Domini. If all of that sounds really important, that's because it is. Everything that happens today is more meaningful than all days that came before it. Today's fight is a weighty bout between two men who live each day like it's their last. Chris Streger of the To Resolve Project savors every punch like a fine wine, and Greg Thomas always stops and smells the roses before he snuffs someone out. Every decision we make is important, so Carpe Ziem... seize the Z.

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Our world is full of extraordinary wonders. In the American Northeast, the city of New York is a rich tapestry of magnificent natural elegance and cruel, brutish ferocity. We focus on the cunning Simone Noronha, seen using dense mazes of coffee shops and Ray's Pizzas as camouflage. She stalks a mighty and regal Luke Shuman, who returns from a successful hunting campaign in the frozen section of the Bodega. This is a rare occurrence, two talented predators preparing for confrontation. But this landscape knows no mercy. Let's watch and vote.

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Are you TIRED of simple letters that only come in one color? Are you SICK of BORING right angles and flat edges? NOW from the industry experts at TYPEFIGHT comes new and improved T™! With T™ say goodbye to EMBARRASSING dropped caps forever! Just type-set it and forget it! Creators Bobby Haiqalsyah and Jared Mirabile have REVOLUTIONIZED the lettering industry and are now sharing their secrets WITH YOU! Order now! 1-800-VOTENOW! That's 1-800-V-O-T-E-N-O-W! Only $29.95 plus shipping & handling. Sorry no C.O.D.s.

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Not all fights have to be nasty and brutish, sometimes its better to slow down and beat each other to a pulp with a silky smoothness that can only come from deep, sweet lovin' and years of typographic experience. Today's fighters, Jeff Jarvis and Mads Burcharth, have that velvety violence in spades. One look in their eyes and after this fight, you'll be wearing a scarlet letter for sure. Vote now and get lost in the passion.

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There are 3,962 miles that separate our two challengers. But, in today’s brave age of digital-globalized-connectedness that gulf has been bridged. Now, Alex Perez can sit in his Madison, Wisconsin home sharpening pencils with his beard while Neil Rook fashions a T-square out of shin bones in London, England in preparation for an ornery overseas skirmish. So vote now no matter where on Earth you find yourself!

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You thought the voting was over, but today you can celebrate your right to vote by voting again. This time there are no weighty issues to consider, no leaders of the free world to contemplate, and no talking heads to consult. You just have to choose between Doug Penick with his charming good looks, sturdy western gaze, and air of typographic prestige, and Trevor Rogers, a man charged with energetic youth, an infectious idealist, and a champion of progressive lettering. Just go with your gut, and know that answering C is always a safe bet.

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For one night each year, ghastly letters crawl up from the deepest depths of the killed concept graveyard. These G's have met their makers, and now so will you: Brett Stenson is a restless soul, a slave forever cursed to execute his client's wicked demands, and Viet Huynh has gone mad from Frankensteining concepts into ungodly abominations. These two unholy hell spawns are spilling their guts for you, so don't be a Halloweenie and vote now.

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Like watching a lioness give birth to a bear, this fight is both beautiful and terrifying. Like a chainsaw-juggling supernova, Nick Misani is both talented and awe-inspiring. And like a world-renowned chef-turned-magician Calvin Sprague is masterful as well as spell-binding. Can these two men get any better? You'll just have to watch and vote.

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A few weeks ago we received a transmission from Rogie King requesting permission to engage Justin Mezzell for an astronomic alphabetic altercation. Permission was granted. Now these two interstellar illustrators threaten to spaghettify us all in the black hole of their awesome powers. They say Rogie shot first, but will Justin have the last blast? The voting countdown starts now!

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Shaun Fox and Brendan Pittman were once the finest of friends and gentlefellows. Yet, in all my days I have never seen such a denomination of dislike as we have here today. The dispute derives from a donut, disapprovingly digested. A dense doughy drama developed. The duo divided, and a deathly duel was declared. And now you must decide whom deserves to be defeated. Therefore, dispense with voting directly!

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Somewhere in the southwest, two men meet one another in a dusty creekbed. Nigh halfway between Texas and Arizona, Jay Roberts and Travis Ladue are knockin' on heaven's door. In a place where the population of coyotes is greater than or equal to the locals, Jay wipes his brow and squints menacingly toward the horizon, his gaze wilting a field of cacti. Travis saunters toward him, a dust devil on his left and the Devil himself to his right. Vote now for the E that best upholds typographic pride, honor, and desert justice.  

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It is the year 3012. The design community has been ravaged by a hundred-year war come to be known as "The September Struggle." The names Joshua and Sergey have become the stuff of legend and myth, and two young warriors meet in a final attempt to end the violence between the two once great nations. A bionic Neil Tasker rises from the ranks of The New Michigan Militia to challenge Anna Ropalo, a lone mercenary soldier of St. Petersburg. Both want peace, but ink and pixels must be spilled. Vote now, for the future!

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Fall is here, and temperatures are slowly dropping. So we've decided to reignite the Cold War with a good ol' Russian-American showdown! It's kinda like Rocky IV, but the fighting isn't real... so I guess it is exactly like Rocky IV. Texan Joshua Bullock is here flexin' his pecs and scowling somethin' fierce at the Mighty Muscovite Sergey Shapiro who's only here to do one of two things: 1) Make pretty letters and 2) Break you. Vote now and may the best letter win! 

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September is a month of transition; Mother Nature slowly turns down both the heat in the air and the green in the trees, the international Olympics gives way to the Amuurican Football season, and 8 turns into 9. Michael Molloy and Vaughn Fender are here with the first post of our second year and are eager to change one another's faces into something resembling pudding. So vote quick before your own face converts to some form of confection from the sheer golden glory of these 9's.

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You probably don't remember your first birthday; your chunky diapered body impounded in a high-chair while your parents and relatives held a pastry bacchanalia with the wafer-thin justification that they managed to keep you alive for 365 days. We here at Type Fight have done just that, and are therefore making merry for 110 letters, 55 fights, 89 different guest fighters and 1 whole year of stupefying fun and support from the likes of you. The incomparable Luke Bott and the unrivaled Eric Mortensen are honoring our 1st anniversary with a screen-wide slugfest. The next year is gonna be just as exciting as we roll on and introduce some big changes for which you will need an extra pair of underwear. We never would have kept going if you out there hadn't kept voting, tweeting and re-tumbling. And for that, we owe you some cake. So gather 'round like the hovering art director you aspire to be, make a wish, blow out our candles, and help us determine who's birthday present we like best by voting on your favorite number!