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The Silverscale Lounge Arena
Ep. 40: December 2024
Hosted by Baskerra “Lounge Bitch” Hellmane
All in favor of our Lounge’s Founders
(DISCLAIMER: All characters in sexual situations are 18 and over. Just to let you know)
Part 1: The Island known as Athena
(Within a hidden nexus in the vast multiverse, there exists a single world covered by vast oceans. The only landmass that exists is an island that doesn’t really have a name. Some call it ‘Athena’, so that’s the name we’ll be going with. Anyway, this island seems barren and devoid of life, despite being perfectly habitable, complete with grassy fields, drinkable water, and even abandoned man-made structures.
One only needs to look up to the skies to see what the issue is. Surrounding the entire island and parts of the ocean surrounding it is a massive storm. It almost looks like the very sky is breaking apart like glass, revealing a swirling purple void. Even the slightest contact with the winds and rains that this storm brings can destroy any lifeform that has the misfortune of staying there for too long.
Over the course of several days, the storm will completely swallow up this island, but there are those that have decided to have some fun before that happens. People who come willingly to this island to fight against each-other in a battle-royale that has evolved constantly overtime. Alternate versions of some familiar characters, like Son Goku and Darth Vader, have even showed up in this battle royale, furthering the madcap mayhem of it all.
There was a time in which this island was destroyed, only to be replaced by a new one. For now, though, this is the OG island. The one and only. Not many gimmicks. Just a bunch of chests scattered around the place with all kinds of items that could serve the 48 combatants here well.
Indeed, 12 groups of 4 characters have been sent to the lobby of this world, which is basically just a large cliff overlooking the sea. 12 Battlebusses have been prepared, all the same size, yet they’re just big enough to contain some of the larger combatants. Anyway, they have all been teleported here for one purpose: to survive until the storm swallows up the island or only one of them remains.
Not only will the winner gain a Victory Royale, but be able to receive a wish from the one that sent them here.
48 Characters, 12 ‘Teams’. 1 chance for a Victory Royale.)
Team #1: Baskerra Hellmane
Once more, Gigan had found himself int his Arena, but he wasn’t expecting to find himself in a not-very roomy bus. The cybernetic kaiju felt his wings pushing through some of the windows, his mandibles clicking as he gave an annoyed electronic noise.
‘Second time’s the charm, right? Well, I hope whoever’s in charge of this is watching, because when I get out, I’m gonna paint this island red!’
“GIGAN! YAY!”
That jovial tone belonged to another cybernetic kaiju. One that had fought alongside him at one point. Hugging around the surprised extraterrestrial was Megalon, the Seatopian guardian beast. The beetle-like one was hugging his ally tightly, clenching his arms with enough force to nearly cause Gigan’s visor to break.
“Easy…with…the hugging!” Gigan yelled, pushing him away. “Yeesh. You’d better hope nobody saw that!”
“Oh, I totally did.” Another returner to the Arena, Rebecca, grinned. Resting against her mechanical gloves, she examined the bird-like kaiju. “And I thought my boyfriend here was chromed out! Even I think you’re fucking overdoing it.”
Arching his singular eye in confusion, Gigan’s pupil looked to his fellow kaiju. “I’m sorry. Who’s this? She looks like she took a bath in lime soda and came out with a smart alec attitude.”
“Oh, that’s ‘becca! I should really tell you about the day we met! I was as happy as the day we met, best buddy!” Megalon tapped his drill-hands together excitedly. “It all started when-“
“AHEM. It’s bold of you three to ignore a goddess, but not appreciated! Pay attention!”
Floating in the bus in one of the few spots where she could was a VERY skimpily dressed woman, a large bow-shaped blue metal object next to her. “This bus comes with strippers?” Rebecca wondered.
Ignoring that comment, the raven-haired floating woman twisted in the air as she smugly smiled, making sure the two kaijus got to see plenty of her slender legs. “You sit in the presence of a true goddess! The most beautiful and powerful of them all, no less! You may call me Ishtar, Goddess of Beauty and Ruler of Venus! Are you not amazed by-“
She blinked in surprise when the duo suddenly fell asleep, with Gigan snoring obnoxiously. “Way to go. Not even a few minutes with you and I already wanna take a nap to sleep through whatever shit you were talking about.” Rebecca said.
“How…DARE you!” She stomped her feet down on the bus, causing it to lurch downwards. That woke up the two kaiju. “Such disrespect won’t be tolerated! Then again, I wouldn’t expect anything less from an ugly beast like you!”
“Ugly?” Megalon’s facial expression sagged, clearly hurt by that.
“Hey, fuck off!” Rebecca flipped her the bird, hugging her other arm around her boyfriend’s neck.
Gigan stood up, looking the goddess in the eye with no fear. “Can you fight or are you gonna be the first one eliminated?” Gigan wondered, only for the floor of the bus to open up. “Guess we’re finding out right now.” He said as he floated above the sky.
While Megalon instantly grasped around Rebecca before she could fall, Ishtar gave a smug smile. “Fine. Watch closely, demon. You’ll be on your knees, singing my praises soon.”
“We’ll see about that!” With a toothy smirk, he flew down, joining the many others in skydiving towards the island.
Team #2: Chianticat
Normally, the angelic rabbit known as Angel Gabby was a forgiving soul. True, attempting to stretch herself across the entire internet of her version of Earth had nearly stretched her sanity thin, but her unyielding devotion to spreading love and protection to the innocent was so ironclad that her sanity endured.
That being said, she knew a monster when she saw one.
Or two, in this case.
Her wings were spread out and her golden aura was taking a more intense hue as she looked up at the much taller insectoid overlord, his cape covering much of his body as he just stood there, not flinching. “Am I supposed to be intimidated? I’ve crushed far more powerful beings than you, whatever you are.”
“Normally, I would find it in myself to see if there’s any good in you…but I’ve looked at your soul, Brevon. It’s tar-black. Have you literally no remorse?” She asked, her hands glowing with holy energy.
The other person in the room, the bounty hunter anthro fish known as Dennis, joined Lord Brevon’s side, crossing his arms. “My answer’s gonna be the same as his. Mainly, we don’t care in the least. Long as we have fun, that’s all that matters.” He then nudged the taller one. “So…my services go to anybody who will let me kill people. Wanna see what I can get done in a minute?”
“Indulge yourself. I’d rather not stain my hands with such a pitiful creature.” A guitar was suddenly thrown at the evil one’s head, but it just shattered against the green blade he quickly unveiled. “Who dares?”
Sitting up from her seat, the punk-rock musician known as Reko Yabusame stood up, grabbing a shard of her guitar and ready to use it on the villains. “Stomping on those you think are weaker than you? God, you’re pathetic.” She lifted her broken part at the duo. “So, who’s up first? The oversized bug with the stupid unibrow or the walking fish-fry?”
“You wanna get tough? Good. So do I.” Dennis cracked his knuckles, spikes suddenly emerging from his boots. “Don’t be surprised when I walk all over you-“
With a single blast of holy energy from her hands, Angel Gabby had literally split the Battlebus in half, causing both to start plummeting down. “Off we go, virtuous one!” She scooped Reko up, surprising her.
‘Y’know, as far as getting transported to random locations that might result in a horrible death go…this is actually kind of nice, if a little bizarre.’ She looked at her lagomorph ally, many questions rushing through her mind. ‘Does she know…if Alice will be safe when I get back home?’
Team #3: Kirby
Throughout the Arena’s history, there have been a few characters so terrifyingly powerful that nerfing them was an absolute necessity. Bagan…Saitama…Spongebob Squarepants…and now, there was the Living Fortress herself: Maple.
Still clad in her incredibly durable Armor of the Black Rose and carrying around her signature Greatshield/shortsword, she was immediately met with finding herself in the presence of a VERY peeved cartoonish creature in overalls. He kind of resembled a bear with bug antennae, his rage growing by the second.
“This ain’t my property! GRAAAAARGH!” Fuzzy Lumpkins shouted, only for a series of electric balls to crash into him, comically electrocuting him until the fuzz around him poofed up. “H-hey! I didn’t ask for any makeover!” He tried to move around with all that fuzz, only to finding himself swinging wildly in the air.
Having wanted to help the armored one, the Evotar known as Lea gave a friendly wave at Maple. “Hi.” Her vocabulary was still limited, but she was still able to show that she was a friend and, unlike the other teammate, not a hostile.
“Oh, hi! Is this a new game mode? It looks a lot less ‘fantasy’ and more…uh…what were the many types of game genre again?” Maple wondered. “Also, why do I feel…weaker? Like all my progress just went down the drain?”
“Don’t let that get you down! Who cares what’s happening?! Let’s have some fun!” The more cheerful member of the group, the high-flying Gym Leader of Unova known as Skyla, excitedly said. “Truth be told, I have zero idea of what’s going on, but this is one fun way to jump into it!”
She opened the door, looking at the vast sea, as well as the storm in the distance. She also looked down, seeing just how far everybody was above the clouds. “Oooooh, this is what I’m talking about! You all have sky-diving experience, right?”
Maple looked down as well, only to immediately back away. “Eep! That looks way too high!” Lea also looked perturbed at the sheer height they were at.
Patting down his fur, Fuzzy lifted his banjo again, taking another swing at the group…only for his swing to smash a sizable hole in the Battlebus, causing it to split in half from underneath. “Uh…whoops.” They floated in the air for a few moments, with even Skyla looking slightly mortified.
“…QUICK! Flap your arms!” Maple exclaimed, only for her to be the first to experience gravity, the rest following as she fell like a rock.
Team #4: Snivygreen22
For the sake of everybody aboard this Battlebus, the powerful Explosive Scale Wyvern known as the Bazelgeuse was in a deep sleep, snoring peacefully and not realizing that he was surrounded by three other combatants.
Two of them were returning to the Arena, ready to wreak more havoc. One of them was the Ji-Woon Hak, better known as the Trickster. The fact that the beast was taking up more space and, therefore, seemingly going to get more attention than himself was already causing him to slowly drag his knife-bat combo across the bus. “One quick ram of this to its eye…”
He licked his lips at the geyser of blood that would erupt, but he suddenly felt…sane. Like his murderous tendencies were starting to fade. ‘N-no! Everything that makes me phenomenal! What is this?! Is this…madness?!’ He grasped his head, almost dropping his bat before he turned to find an unexpected sight.
The other returner was none other than the Hell Fairy known as Clownpiece, her torch still burning bright as ever. “Hiya! I’m so glad I could make it again! So, what’s your story?” She examined him a bit more, quizzically turning her head. “Wow. I haven’t even used my torch that much and you already look like you lost your marbles!”
“Get out of my head RIGHT now.” He hissed, raising his bat. “Get back in your seat.” His tone changed to a much more cheerful one, so many sadistic ideas running through his head. “I’m about to put on a show you won’t soon forget.”
Yawning loudly, the fourth combatant started to awaken. She was sitting atop the resting Flying Wyvern, her Ibuki Gourd attatched to a long chain. The density-manipulating oni known as Suika Ibuki was chugging down her sake once again, preparing for battle. “So…when are we gonna fight? I’m getting bored already!”
Her loud tone of voice was causing the Bazelgeuse to stir in his sleep, his eye suddenly opening and detecting signs of hostility. Being drawn to battle, this caused the monster to start getting up, spreading out his wings as his explosive scales started to heat up.
“Shit!” The Trickster knew he was outmatched. Realizing he had a glider attached to his back (though he wasn’t sure how that got there), he was the first to disembark, flinging himself into the open and spreading out his arms, already thinking of what he would do when he landed.
‘Now…the masterpiece begins!’
Back in the Battlebus, Clownpiece was watching as the beast fully woke up. “Ready for some lunacy, you big scaley brute?” She asked. “Does calling you that piss you off? Does it?”
“RAAAAAAAAARGH!” Letting out a bellowing roar, the Flying Wyvern prepared to wreak havoc…only to feel something incredibly strong SLAM against his skull, causing him to smash into the floor of the bus.
“Ah, shuttup!” Suika said drunkenly, having slammed her fist against the Bazelgeuse’s head. Needless to say, the Battlebus was reduced to scrap, resulting in the group now falling out of the sky.
Team #5: GenericoThrown
Due to the tight space he was in, the Autobot tank known as Warpath had to stay in his vehicle mode, though his barrel was already shaking with anticipation. “Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy! When I get out of here, I hope you guys are ready to see some ZAM! POW! BOOM!” He exclaimed.
Two other combatants were resting on his large alt-mode, having originally found themselves boxed in when he materialized. “My, aren’t you a beautiful pile of devastation on wheels?” Th Assaultron known as KL-E-O (better known as Kleo) seductively said, tracing her finger across the barrel.
“Wh-whoa! Easy there! That’s sensitive!” He chuckled. “And yeah! I bring the BOOM! BANG!”
“Is there a Krogan in this tank?” The quarrian engineer known as Tali’Zorah wondered. “Also, doesn’t it frighten any of you that we’ve been transported unexpectedly into an unknown environment, forced to fight to the death?”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing, honey.” Kleo stated. “By the way, nice suit. I hope you don’t mind if I blast a few holes right through it once we get this party started.” Though Tali had become far more trusting of robotic lifeforms, the obviously sinister tone of the robot before her was causing her to reach for her shotgun.
“Everyone! Lend me your ears!” Another robotic being stepped forth, her large back-fins looking like a pair of angelic wings. The Toa Mahri of Water, Hahli, was raising her hands, trying to calm the group down. “This is not my first time being transported to another realm, but, during those moments, it was through unity that me and my friends managed to survive.”
“If you need something destroyed, then you can count me in as a team player! KA-BLAM!” Warpath excitedly said.
“Whatever. As long as you can guaranteed that we’ll have plenty of gratuitous violence to enjoy.” Kleo shrugged.
Tali couldn’t help but notice that the robot’s mask looked awfully similar to her own helmet, right down the glowing eyes behind the glass-like surface, though it looked more suited for diving into deep oceans. “So, what are you exactly? I don’t want to sound rude, but you are…quite fascinating.”
“Oh! Same to you. I am Hahli, Toa of Water. I shall protect us as we find a way out of this nightmare.” She said with great resolve, extending her Protosteel Talons from her hand.
Suddenly, Warpath blasted right through the front of the bus, causing it to freefall. “WHOOPS! Got a little too excited! Guess we’re doing it now!”
“KEELAH!” Tali cried out, instantly wrapping her arms around Hahli as they fell, the Toa’s fin wings already providing a way to glide through the air.
Team #6: Nighthawk87
Normally, the Summoner (or Kiran or Eclat) of the Order of Heroes was used to summoning people to help her with his quests, but, now, she was being summoned with what seemed to be an entire fleet of other characters, given the presence of multiple Battlebusses.
While most of the characters had their ranged weaponry not included with them, she was at least able to keep the portal functionality of Breidablik. She would have used it to get off the bus, but she soon found himself in familiar company.
“Summoner! It’s great to fight by your side again! What adventure are we on this time?” The future queen of Nioavellir and Mythic Hero of Astra, Reginn, excitedly asked. Her drone companion was still with her, ready to activate her Gullinbursti at a moment’s notice.
“…”
“I figured something was up.” She now sounded serious, understanding the gravity of the situation. “We just got transported here by a strange magical power just to fight for our own summoner’s amusement. That doesn’t sit well with me.”
“Who cares?! It just means you two don’t miss out on the fun!”
The other two combatants were in the back, one of them leaning against one of the seats with a smug smile. Looking like a punk rocker with a pink mohawk, Ringmaster Scarr got a good look at her teammates. “So, what can you two do? TELL ME that it involves lots of destruction. We gotta make this exciting!”
Her companion was far more taciturn, the demonic-looking woman in punkish overalls with bags over her eyes known as Desdemona. She just gave a small smile at the duo, even giving them a peace-sign.
“…”
Scarr arched her brow. “Not much of a talker, are you? Shame. I would love to hear your war cry! Here’s mine!” Whipping out a random guitar, she strummed it loud enough to rock the bus, the soundwaves also causing the others to cover their ears.
“Ow! I’m not sure who or what you two are, but how could you be okay with this?!” Reginn wondered. “We’re being forced-“
“To fight to the death. C’mon! Think about the excitement! The battles! The drive to win at any cost!” Scarr interrupted. “In fact, I hope you guys are ready! This looks like our stop!”
Still keeping her distance, Reginn then took the time to look around. “This tech…if I had more time, maybe I could look into it and-“
“Here we go.” Desdemona said in a husky tone, already stepping out before the floor of the bus gave way.
“…!” Kiran looked shocked, her hood billowing in the wind as Scarr happily dove down, letting out several yips of joy.
“Yikes! Activating Gullinbursti!” Reginn’s drone materialized a large centaur-like mech around the blue-haired woman, which dove down much faster due to its heavy build. That allowed her to grab around Kiran, allowing her to ride atop the mech as they descended.
Team #7: Fax5
So many times, Yang had found herself in this Arena and, during those times, things did not end well. “Okay! Round ‘Whatever’! This time, I’m ready for whatever’s coming!” She slammed her fists into each-other, her gauntlets activating as they prepared to unleash devastation upon her foes.
An impressed whistle got her attention, belonging to redheaded woman wearing glasses and sporting a confident grin. She carried a grenade launcher with her, as well. “Is it me or did I see sparks fly when you clashed your fists together? Are those explosive? Heh. This gets more and more exciting with each minute.”
“And you are?” Yang knew it was wise to get to know her teammates, even though she just heard that this whole thing would be basically a deathmatch between pretty much everybody. That, and the smug smile that this woman was giving was activating her need to be cautious.
“Name’s Reyna, but you can call me ‘Rose’.” She replied. “And I really hate to burst whatever bubble you have, but I’ll be the one winning this. Who knows what I’ll win if I do?”
The blonde just gave a confident smirk of her own. “Sure. Long as I don’t end up winning first.” She then looked to her side. “Okay, who else is joining me in the madness?”
Sitting at the bus was a beautiful raven-haired woman in casual housewife attire. “Oh, don’t mind me! I’m just…wait…I was on my way to the Town Hall when…” Yor Forger remembered a flash of light, instructions from a random video screen, and now flying on this bus over the clouds. “…maybe the bus I took is taking a different route? A really high one, too.”
“I’ll tell you what’s happening!” The information broker of SAO, Argo (or Hosaka Carina Tomo) exclaimed, showing up like a mouse scurrying above the seat. “This is all part of one big game world and we just got thrust into it! Crazy, right?”
“Who cares? As long as I get what I want. That includes one heck of an adventure.” Rose looked at the island below. “Shame it’ll take a while before we land.”
Yor also looked, even further confused. “Is there a brochure? Spots where I can maybe find a phone to call my family?”
“Hate to break it to you, but this isn’t a vacation. Just stick with me and-“
Yang was interrupted when the bus floor suddenly collapsed, causing all to fall out. “Whoa! We’re doing this now!” Rose exclaimed.
“Yeah! We sure are! Race you to the bottom!” Argo exclaimed, extending her razor claws outwards as Yang and Yor also found themselves plummeting.
Team #8: SomeAngstyDude
Velora stretched as she got up, looking outside the window. “We’re doing this again? Fine. Who am I with this time?” She wondered, the muscular Megalodon anthro then realizing that she was dressed in a default Fortnite skin, one that gave her a tanktop and shorts. “Huh. Clothes. Sure, why not?”
“So, you’re here too, Vel’?” Isabella Kane, one of the shark anthro’s friends, wondered. “How does this work again?”
“We basically beat the shit out of each-other until one of us is left standing.” She replied, leaning against the side of the Battlebus until it started to tilt. That caused it to start descending a bit faster. “You feeling up for it? No hard feelings if I come out of on top.”
“Is that a challenge?” Despite the bizarre nature of whatever was going on, Isabella couldn’t resist the opportunity to test her might against the megalodon anthro, cracking her knuckles.
“HI-YAH!” A pitchfork suddenly slammed in-between them, with the other two combatants rolling around as they wrestled. “Rolf shall vanquish you, foul flying rat of the darkness!”
His opponent, the Alien Kamiran known as Carmilla, let out a loud roar as she tried to bite the Peach Creek farmer, her tail wrapping around one of his legs as her fangs pierced through the bottom of the bus. “You are a fool to challenge me AND call me that! I shouldn’t even be here! I should be with my beloved!”
Picking up the pitchfork, Velora stabbed through Rolf’s shirt, lifting him up. “Save the fight for after we disembark, string bean.”
“String bean? Rolf is not a string bean. Rolf is as mighty as the great potato and strong as the firmest celery stalk!” He shouted before calming. “In the midst of Rolf’s battle with the blood-sucking beast of my village’s past, Rolf heard the word ‘challenge’. It would be a dishonor if Rolf did not get in on that, walking devil-fish.”
The Megalodon anthro looked to the other three, with a very annoyed Carmilla crossing her arms and glaring at the human. “Just…try to keep up, alright?” She stated.
“Ho ho ho! Rolf could ask the same of you! Now, as Rolf’s friends say…” He swiped the pitchfork from Velora’s claws, suddenly slamming it into the bottom of the bus with enough force to cause it to plummet. “LET’S GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD!”
“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Isabella shouted, the bus coming apart piece by piece as it fell from a great height.
Team #9: Meowth
Within this bus, two villains stood back-to-back, waiting for one of them to make the first move against each-other. Both had indominable wills and extraordinary power, but they were complete opposites in terms of personality.
One of them was the infamous head of his own organization, Black Hat. Returning to the Arena once again, he was still displeased with his previous involvement in that one, his desire to win and wreak further havoc unsated. This time, he at least didn’t have an explosive collar around his neck, allowing him to unleash whatever mayhem he pleased.
The other was Dr. Doom, now decked in Pandora armor. He had remembered this universe somewhat, though it was mostly a blur. He knew that there was SOME form of power here that greatly interested him, but, for now, he would focus on annihilating any who dared stand in his way.
“You know…there is something to be said about a man who was transported back in time and returned to the present…by waiting.” Black Hat admitted. “As far as villains go, you’re…slightly less pathetic than most.”
“Doom does not need your backhanded compliments.” The Latverian ruler stated. “Know that any action against me will result in your complete destruction. You are not the first supernatural entity I have crushed.”
“And you are not the first villain with a massive ego who fails to grasp that he is standing in the presence of pure manevolence.” Black Hat’s teeth started to increase in size, tentacles and glitchy shadows surrounding him as the bus began to shake.
“You two gonna, y’know, fight or what?” A chill laid-back female voice asked. “It would be waaaay better if you two just hugged it out.”
The two turned to the other two combatants. Both of whom were far more familiar with the setting they were currently in, as they consisted of the relaxed cat anthro known as Meowskulls and the sentient silent avatar known as Tarr. The former was lounging in her seat, while the other was signing for Doom and Black Hat to get along.
Ignoring them, Doom looked out the window, gazing upon the island. “Something about this place…it calls to Doom. All that power within…power that could be used to power Latveria for an eternity.”
“Bah! A villain with even a trace of empathy is no villain at all!” Black Hat groused.
“At least I have something to fight for. You seem like the type to do evil for evil’s sake. Pathetic.” The Latverian ruler replied.
Looking unamused, one of Black Hat’s tentacles punched through the roof of the vehicle, smashing through the blimp portion. That caused the vehicle to rapidly descend, the evil one’s facial expression not changing a bit as this happened. “Whoa! Put the brakes on this thing, dudes!” Meowskulls exclaimed, while Tarr clung to one of the seats.
Glaring at his foe, Doom’s fists began to crackle with yellow volts. “Very well. Doom accepts your challenge!”
Team #10: Buddhe
Once Starscream realized where he was (mainly, crammed into another location vaguely resembling an Arena box), he groaned. “Very well! No mistakes this time! I will win this Arena and claim my place as true leader of the Decepticons! It’s going to be glorious! It’s going to be-“
“Starscream?”
That voice snapped the Decepticon Seeker out of his rant, causing him to turn to a familiar blonde-furred Khajit woman. “Ah! Katia! Somebody I can depend on! This is already looking promising.”
“Wait! We’re doing this again?” Katia looked outside, her fur standing on end when she realized how high they were. “Uh…are we…flying?”
“Never flew before?” The Seeker asked. “It’s a glorious feeling, but let’s not dwell on that. Who else is here?”
Rubbing his head, a rather hunky man in a red/blue suit with a cape stood up. Like Maple, he too had been greatly nerfed, but he was still able to use his many superpowers (albeit with only a fraction of their power). “What just happened? I was…wait…is this Warworld or…?” Superman wondered.
“You! Earthling!” Starscream shouted, poking his finger at the other’s chest. “What can you do aside from wear that RIDICULOUS outfit?!”
“We’re not enemies! We just want to get out of here in one piece!” Katia gave a double thumbs-up, though she started to feel increasingly calm when in the presence of this man, perhaps due to the warm aura around him. “So, what can you do?”
“I can do all I can to keep us safe. Something about this defiantly isn’t right.” He remarked. “Do you know about any of this?” He asked the duo.
“Only that, once we’re here, we’re going to be fighting against pretty much everybody else that was sent here.” Starscream answered. “Now, answer us! Are you good in a fight or will your designation be ‘cannon fodder’?”
He was surprised when Superman flew up to his face, crossing his arms. “I’m not in the mood to play this game, if destroying everybody is the only way out. I’d rather look for a way in which we ALL get out of here. Not just our group, but everybody else.”
“Noble sentiment, but it doesn’t look like that’ll be an option.” A sharply dressed pine martin anthro spoke, stepping into the fray. “Adrian Corneli, at your service.” He generated blue flames in his hands. “You heard the instructions. We destroy everybody in our path and then we can leave.”
“What he said!” Starscream exclaimed.
“I dunno. The idea of just…not killing anybody and taking our leave sounds pretty appealing.” Katia wondered.
“Alas, we don’t have that luxury. You saw the storm, right?” Adrian pointed to the distance, the storm looking incredibly violent within the clouds.
As if to prove his point, one bolt from the storm struck across the distance…and hit the Battlebus, causing it to fall apart. “GAH! TRANSFORM!” Quickly, Starscream transformed into his Harrier Jet mode, his cockpit opening up to allow a shocked Katia to fall in.
Instantly, Superman felt like gravity was weighing him down, but he still flew through the clouds, trying to catch Adrian. “No need! I’ve got this!” The Pine Martin anthro stated, using his flames to propel him through the sky.
Letting him do his own thing, Superman zoomed through the clouds, extending his fists outward as he saw that others were plummeting down as well.
Team #11: A Fan
It didn't take long for things to get ugly for this team, as the two ladies in had already begun fighting over who should be leader. One of them was the detective anthro rabbit named Abbi. The other was the mysterious and rather haughty woman known only as ‘Princess’.
Already, the rabbit anthro was trying to get the situation under control, despite Princess’ aggressive ranting. "Okay, normally, this isn't in my jurisdiction, but whoever’s in charge of this game made it mine by kidnapping us! As someone who works with the police, I'm more qualified to lead than you are.”
“As if! I deserve to lead so that I can prove to everyone that Brazil is the best and deserves more recognition!" Princess retorted back.
"Like I would listen to someone whose Mega Man comic was about as accurate to the source material as that Artemis Fowl movie was to the books." Abbi shot back.
The arrogant one gasped in offense to that comparison. "Haven't you ever heard of artistic liberties?! Not every adaptation has to be one-to-one the same!"
Before the two could come to blows, a random man interrupted the argument. "Hey! We must stoop this fitting! We need to fight the Evil Boss! They have taken us to do bad things to us because they hate humens!"
Yet another random guy (this one looking more low-poly than his pal) chimed in, sounding like a text-to-speech machine. "I don't know what any of you are talking about, but if you’re looking for the one that’s taken me from my buddy Chris, then I will join you so that when we find them I will shove the nearest object far up their-"
"I'm sorry, but who are you two?" Abbi interrupted, one of her ears rising in confusion.
The ‘saver of humens’ excitedly spoke up, suddenly appearing at a random diagonal angle. "I am John Freeman, Gordon Freeman's brother, and it's time for me to live up to my family name and face FULL LIFE CONSEQUENCES!"
Shoving him to the side, the second man began to boast."And I am Swagmaster, the swaggiest and most sexiest person in the universe!"
Princess just scoffed. "Riveting. Now listen up! You will all follow my lead, and together we will show everyone else why Brazil is the best country in the world!"
"Will you stop talking about Brazil!? We have just been taken to who-knows-where to get forced into a battle royale! We need to focus on not getting utterly wrecked!” Abbi interjected.
"The bnuuy is write!” John interjected. “We need to foecus on finding the Evil Boss that traped us here!"
"Not to mention that I think I’m most deserving of leading anyways." Swagmaster inputted.
"Oh really?" Princess sneered. "And what makes you think you're more qualified to lead than me?"
"Well, I'll have you know that I served in the military, where I have to deal with the constant threat of aliens that shoot doors right at your pingas. That's what makes me the most qualified for leadership." Swagmaster offered.
The two ladies just stood there, mouths agape, completely baffled by what he had just said. Breaking the silence, John Freeman beamed at what his friend had said. "I think he is cool dude. He has fought evil aliens from science and outer space. That means he has good soul."
"It seems that I have gotten two votes. Since I think you two ladies won’t vote for anyone else but yourselves, you know what that means?" Swagmaster then began to dance while gloating "I win bitches! I win bitches! I win bitcheeees!"
Abbi buried her face into her hands, deciding that it was way too early to be dealing with all of this without a good cup of coffee…and that was before the floor of the bus suddenly collapsed from under them, causing them to start plummeting down to the island…
Team #12: Crazy Coyote
Baiken would have much preferred traveling the world with Delilah, but, once more, the Arena had transported her to this very same Arena, although being on a bus parachuted over a large island was new. “Tch. What a freaking pain. Let’s just get this over with so I can get on with my life.” The swordswoman said, taking a swig of sake as she did so.
“It’s odd.” A blonde man said as he stepped forward, causing her to turn to face him. “Tell me. Have you been to space?”
“No. What does it matter?” She wondered, curious about his seemingly random question.
“It does. Only those who escape Earth’s gravity can ever hope to achieve total evolution. You, on the other hand…I detect great power already.” Char Aznable, the ruler of Neo Zeon, stated. “Not just from you, but from him.”
Indeed, another returner to the Arena was here. Kazuma Kiryu, the Dragon of Dojima, stood up when he heard that. “So…the goal of this game is to fight until one remains? It sounds barbaric…but, then again, this entire Arena is nothing but one big video game. I suppose I can allow myself to throw my strongest punches unrestrained.”
With his Newtype powers, Char could sense that this man was INCREDIBLY strong, as well as the woman. The other one in the group was much more silent as she stood up in her rather revealing outfit. One that was rather…quiet.
In fact, her silence was causing Char to feel as if something else was up with her. Like she was holding back something quite…catastrophic. Regardless, he felt great curiosity at those around him, all of them having something unique to bring to the table. “So…will we be close allies or fierce foes?”
“Given what we’re about to go through…” Baiken slowly got out her blade. “Don’t worry. I’ll make it quick.”
“You two can have your duel.” Kiryu stated. “When we land, I’ll go on a walk. If you want to join me or fight me, you’ll know where to fight me.”
Quiet kept her distance, but she had a similar idea. Ever since unleashing the parasite within her during that one fateful mission involving Venom Snake, she had wandered aimlessly throughout the world. The promise of a wish, though seemingly outlandish, was all she had left, so she was already thinking of ways to win this.
Before any further discussion could happen, the floor gave out, causing all to fall. “What the?!” Baiken shouted, but she regained her calm, diving down along with the other three.
With Char, however, he suddenly revealed a red square in his hand. “Sazabi!” Materializing around him was a bulky blood-red cycloptic mobile suit, armed with a Beam Shot Rifle, Attack Drones, missiles, a Diffuse Beam Abdomen Blaster, and so forth.
Unlike most times he had used this mech, it functioned more like body armor, his face behind the piercing mono-eye of the mighty machine. “May the glory of Neo Zeon…begin again!”
The stage was set. The battlebusses were either leaving or no more. All 48 combatants were falling out of the sky. Some would eventually learn that they had hangliders to bring them down safely. Others were just using their natural flying/gliding abilities to head down.
The battle royale could truly begin once everybody had made it past the cloud layer above Athena.
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MATCH START!
PART 2: Falling to Athena
(FORTNITE BUT ITS METAL!!!-LittleVMills)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8cJWgOpEwL4
Once everybody started falling, it was pretty much total anarchy in the sky. Projectiles and other ranged weaponry flew around, even before anybody got close to the ground.
Gigan laughed as he glided through the sky, blasting his Gigarium Cluster through the sky. “You’re missing out, Megalon! It’s like shooting fish in a barrel!” A shadow appeared over him, causing him to look up. “Uh…what?!”
“HOW ‘BOUT A BILLION FISHES?!” Using her mastery over density (population density, that is), Suika had cloned herself into many much smaller copies, all of which were extending their fists downwards against the kaiju. Shattering against his back, he let out a strangled cry as he rocketed towards the ground.
Those copies would find themselves being sent back by a flurry of laser blasts that Ishtar was unleashing, the skimpy goddess flying through the air. “I guess it’s time for somebody as beautiful as me to show you how it’s done!” She exclaimed. She proceeded to fire more lasers, twirling through the air as they danced around her for added defense.
As if riding on the air, Reginn’s Gullinbursti armor rode downwards, her sword extended as green energy crackled through it. “Just stick by my side, friend!” She shouted at Kiran, only to see that she wasn’t there. “Kiran?!”
Looking down, she saw that somebody had swooped in earlier, grasping the hero with her talons before sinking her fangs into her. Carmilla had used her wings (despite being only able to glide now) to fly her through the air, swooping around while firing a few of her Arrow Blasts, as well. This time, she was also able to feed off Kiran, draining her utterly dry.
“So mouth-watering! I’ve forgotten what this is like!” She shouted, tossing aside her corpse before finding herself tailed by Reginn. “I am sorry it has come to this, but this is a fight for survival!”
“For the honor of my fallen friend, you will PAY, demon!” Reginn shouted, increasing the speed of her mech as she tailed Carmilla downward so much that it looked like whatever place they’d land in would crater unless the Alien Kamiran did a sharp turn upwards.
Gabby continued to hold Reko close, trying to guide her through the havoc. “It’s like a scene out of some sci-fi movie.” The punk rocker remarked.
“Try not to let it get to you. They’re all just working out their differences. If they have an ounce of empathy, I’m sure they’ll realize how silly this whole game is.”
Nearly striking them were the wrestling bodies of Hahli, Velora, and Tali. The quarrian was trying to get a good shot with her shotgun, only for the megalodon anthro’s tail to smack that aside. “Wait! I kind of need that!”
“Too bad! You’re both going down!” Velora had Hahli in a headlock, only for the toa to ram the back of her head against the other’s nose, disorienting the anthro fish before she slammed her Cordak blaster down on that head again, nearly knocking Velora out cold. Using her fin-wings, she dove down, nearly stabbing her claw weapon into her foe’s chest.
“Villain of the sea, even outside of the water, I am not to be underestimated!” She shouted.
Skyla was having the time of her life, freely skydiving downwards and waiting until the last second to use her glider. “WHOOOOO-HOOOOO!” She exclaimed, even doing a few somersaults in the air as this happened.
Isabella Kane noticed this, already using her glider to quickly get down. “There’s somebody living the dream.” She remarked, also watching as Velora’s fight with the others vanished into the distance thanks to some rapidly approaching mountains getting in her view.
Elsewhere in the air, Superman would realize he had a glider, but he had no need. He just flew through the air faster than a speeding bullet. “You sure everybody has a working parachute?” He asked, speaking with Meow Skulls and Tarr.
“Yeah, dude! Thanks for asking! Don’t worry about us! I’d worry more about what happens when we get there!” The feline one said, already activating her glider. Tarr gave a friendly wave as they parted ways, floating away gradually.
They would almost pass Baiken, the ronin gliding peacefully down before landing on one of the taller areas. There, she would rest, sitting as she looked above. “Least the locale’s nice.” She remarked.
As he approached a small abandoned town known as Pleasant Park, Superman looked up to see the progress of everybody else. Whenever he saw violence taking place, he sighed. “They shouldn’t have to be fighting for the amusement of whoever’s in charge. One way or the other, I need to stop this.” He tried to fly back up…only to see that he could only fly so far up. “Of course, it can’t be that easy.”
Back with his group, Starscream was flying circles around most of those in the air, descending down with great speed. Katia was clinging the controls within his cockpit, her claws sinking into the fabric. “Cease your cowardice! Victory awaits us!” The Decepticon shouted.
“LOOK OUT!” She yowled.
“KA-BLAM!”
A single shot struck one of his wings, causing him to free-fall all the way to where Superman was. He almost got a good look at the one who attacked him, but he and Katia were too busy screaming their heads off.
Indeed, Warpath was gliding around in his tank-mode, the glider able to hold up his weight as he spun around, firing his barrel at every opportunity. “ZAM! POW! I’ve got ‘em on the ropes!”
“You sure do.” Kleo stated, rubbing her finger around that red-hot barrel, her thighs gripping around it. “I could watch this unleash its power for so many hours…but I want to terminate some organics, too.” She fired her eye laser, trying to aim for the hangliders of anybody trying to glide peacefully down.
In another spot, Princess and Abbi were finding themselves having to make various poses in the air to avoid the MANY knives that Trickster was throwing at them. “Scream! Let’s see if your very lungs will burst from how much terror you’re feeling!”
“How…dare…you! I should…kick…your ass…all the way down to the ground for this!” Princess shouted. “The greatest hero of Brazi…shouldn’t have to put up with this!”
“Guys! I need back-up!” Abbi cried out, one knife nearly slicing her ear. “How are these even traveling this fast?! That defies all physics!”
Instead of helping, Swagmaster was still falling as he went on a rant. “What the fuck is this shit? Fortnite?! I really got trapped in this cringe fest?!” He then whipped out his assault blaster. “Fine. Time to get an instant Victory Royale!”
“Incomiiiiiiiing!” Maple shouted from above, clutching her shield as the sheer force of it falling caused Swagmaster to start spinning in the air, flipping around in multiple directions.
“Whoawhoawhoawhoa…” He kept repeating that same phrase, his eyes wide as he struggled to regain control.
John Freeman managed to save the day, as he dove down to then wrap his body around the Trickster’s back. “I have succeed! It is time to the do that the thing that I must do because I have to do!”
“Get off of me, you-“ The Trickster proceeded to get beat up by the man’s crowbar, the duo falling together as one while their teammates used their gliders.
Princess flew away from the anthro rabbit, flipping her the middle finger. “I don’t need a team! I will prove that Brazil is the greatest country of all by myself!” That just made Abbi roll her eyes as she flew towards where John went.
Another fight was taking place mid-air, as Fuzzy Lumpkins slammed his banjo against Rolf’s fist. “Rolf shall utterly destroy this walking pile of Nana’s magically alive pile of nose-hairs!”
“That don’t make sense, but I don’t care! I just want you gone!” Fuzzy shouted, slamming his banjo against another fist, only to get punched in the nose so hard that he was sent rocketing into another portion of the map.
Clownpiece swirled her torch in the air as she went down, spreading some madness across the other combatants. Lea, for instance, found herself glitching, her eyes showing various pixels dancing around. “Wh-wh-wh-wh-why-why-why-why…” She kept repeating that, grasping her head before regaining enough sanity to use her glider.
“Lunacy, lunacy, lunacy everywhere!” The Hell Fairy exclaimed, only to be pushed aside by Lord Brevon, the evil one rushing past her while enveloped in green energy. “Hey! Not during my fun! RUDE!”
While Argo fell, she attempted to pickpocket Rose, the woman having already gotten her glider out. “Let’s see what we’ve got here…” The mouse-like one continued to move her fingers through those pockets, the redhead too busy focusing on where to travel to.
‘I swear, I’ve heard of this game before. It’s probably going to be easier than most of the stuff I deal with on a regular basis.’ She supposed.
Using her legs to use her glider, Quiet stayed upside-down, using her sniper skills to track down any possible targets to deal with. When she moved her rifle to where Black Hat and Dr. Doom were having a fight, she found it hard to get a clear shot, causing her to move around and adjust her aim, only to land far away from anybody.
Sending streams of lasers from his fingertips and using his jet boots, Dr. Doom avoiding the many tentacle strikes of his foe, though a few slammed against his chest. “You wanted a challenge?! Now, you have one, monstrosity!” Doom exclaimed. All he got were a series of aggressive laugh/roars, the massive mass of Black Hat forming a spinning wheel as they full descended down onto the ground.
While Scarr and Desdemona were gliding peacefully together, the punkish one sighed. “There’s got to be some battle I can join! I can’t just let this whole game pass me by!” She exclaimed, only to see Yor floating around.
“She’s pretty.” Desdemona gave a small smile, blushing as she looked upon the MILF.
“Yeah, well, she’s still an enemy! Time for me to kick this party off with a great start!” Gliding towards Yor, she snarled, barely able to contain her excitement. “Hey! Hold tight! It’s a long way down where you’re going!”
Yor’s assassination instincts told her an enemy was approaching, causing her to extend her leg quickly, shattering through the glider the hyena anthro was using. When she realized what she had done, she let out a small gasp. “Oops! That was just a reflex!”
Already, Scarr had landed into the ground hard by the time Yor was finished with that apology, groaning during the whole time.
Dennis had found himself in a fight with Yang, the woman slamming her fist into his face so many times that even his moustache was falling off. “Got anything to say before I pound you even more?!” She shouted, remembering how he had tried to stab her in the ass with his boots.
His response was interrupted when they heard a thundering roar that sounded like an air siren. “Holy Neptune, let me go! I don’t wanna go out like this!”
“Go out like what?” Yang asked, almost ready to use her glider before that same noises got louder and louder and…
Anybody on the surface of Athena would then easily see the Bazelguese slamming down with two other combatants against his head, a massive explosion resulting from it all.
The reasons for the chaos of the start of this Arena became very clear when Char flew in while using his Sazabi suit. His attack drones and missiles were lighting up the sky, sending scraps of metal everywhere, but he wasn’t just firing wildly.
Turns out, he had gotten into a confrontation with Megalon, the kaiju flying around with his wings as he let out some roars of his own. He fired some grenades from his mouth, blanketing the sky in fire and smoke, before using his horn beam.
“Pitiful display. You may be a strange powerful monster, but you’re nothing compared to my will!” Char exclaimed, increasing his thrustors so much that he started to catch up with Megalon.
Still racing down, the beetle kaiju looked back before putting his drills together. “Okay, buddy! You asked for it!” He shouted before rocketing back at his foe.
Getting out his beam saber, Char threw it down, striking Megalon right through the head, but not before the speeding beetle kaiju drilled through one side of his body, taking out one of his arms before the kaiju fell to the ground way below, dead.
“Tch…this is nothing.” Char grumbled, despite his grievous injury. “Even in my current state, Sazabi is truly undefeated!”
“BASTAAAAAAAARD!”
“Who dare-“
The sound of bulles had already gained his attention, but, in a split-second, he had seen Rebecca fall next to him, a furious expression on her face as she blasted the exposed interior of his mech. All of it.
Some of those bullets struck his heart, causing his mech to lurch and start plummeting even faster. He also saw Rebecca yell some more stuff, giving the double middle-finger before she vanished from view. “I can’t…fall…before I’ve had a chance…to show my might!” He shouted, trying to activate the glider.
Alas, that didn’t happen. His mech would end up crashing into the Moisty Mire, the impact and the bullets from earlier having slain him unceremoniously. All his robot could do was slowly sink into the muck, the body of Char weakly trying to escape as the mud filled up the interior.
Soon, the skies were peaceful…but the island? It would not know peace for the remainder of the Arena. Well, maybe a few times throughout the Arena, but still.