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The Silverscale Lounge Arena
Ep. 10: September 2021
Hosted by Baskerra “Lounge Bitch” Hellmane
All in favor of our Lounge’s Founders
(Pictures of Results in the original link)
(DISCLAIMER: All characters in sexual situations are 18 and over. Just to let you know)
Part 1: The Choosing
(As it all begins, 12 incredibly large metallic crates are being air-lifted to a large clearing in the middle of a humongous forest, lush and looking like something straight out of the wilderness in Canada. The Silverscale Lounge itself can be seen presiding on the other side of the force-field containing all of this.
As this goes on and a massive Dragon Skull-shaped building is revealed in the center of the boxes, Baskerra suddenly pounces on top of it, relaxing while flapping herself with a fan. She tests the mic for a bit.)
“WHEN WILL THIS HEAT END?!” She cried out, clearing her throat. “Texas heat aside, good whatever-time-of-the-day-it-is, folks! Welcome to the tenth Silverscale Lounge Arena! We’re nearing the season finale and it’s boiling hot! College is slightly less stressful, but still. Anyway, onto the main event!”
She began to hop from one Team box to the other, running on all fours as she did so. “Four characters in each of these twelve boxes. Last one alive in my random and hellish dimension gets to earn the big prize of a wish! Also, I can’t shake off the feeling that I’m having MORE intruders getting into here.”
She felt her ears flick, the sound of poor grammar and horrible mishandling of Christianity approaching. “Oh…it’s an omen…let’s see who’s here!”
Team #1: Baskerra Hellmane
Again, Ed was feeling lousier than usual. How many times had he been thrust into there with no possible hope of returning home? Had he known that him being here without being sent back, even after death, because he probably didn’t matter much in the space/time part of this universe…that would have made him feel worse.
“Space Warrior’s Log…the pressure of returning home in one piece grows even more. Will I ever make it back? And can I help keep my friends alive longer?” He said before patting his leg.
Another returner, the tall and stoic schoolgirl Sakaki, sat next to him. “I’m still shaken by what I felt. Is this…normal?” She asked.
Ed just shrugged. “The evil of Baskerra works in mysterious ways. Maybe this time, we can survive the first onslaught and make it.” His mood brightened when he saw another returner looming over them, though Sakaki looked terrified at the sudden newcomer. “Hi, Bacon!”
The returning monstrous kaiju just snorted. “It is Bagan, thank you. Destiny has brought me to this realm once more, it would seem. Fine, then. I will prove my strength for far longer this time. Perhaps meet my end in honor again or triumph to the very end.”
Sakaki’s attention, if only to not be intimidated by the frightening beast, went to the other returner. That being Taffy, decked out in White Mage wear and looking unsure of herself. “Oh. This again. At least I came packed with healing potions this time.” She said before realizing Sakaki was standing close to her. “Oh. Hello there. What class are you?”
“…can I pet you?” She asked softly, reaching for those lop-ears. Even Bagan felt slightly tempted to do so. She DID look quite fluffy.
But all three’s attention landed on Ed soon, the boy starting to feel a sniffle come onto his nose. “Ah…aaaaah…AHHHH…” His allergy to rabbits had resurfaced.
“Oh, no…” Bagan’s eyes widened, watching the man inflate. Sakaki got behind him just in case.
“Curative spells, curative spells…” Taffy frantically looked through her spellbook before the Ed-boy finally-
KABOOOM!
Team #2: Eboness the Eternal
Once again, Ridley was thrust into this madness and, yes, he was far from happy. “Alright. WHICH one of you assholes is even remotely useful?!” He roared at his teammates. “I’m gonna do things differently this time! Whoever can get me close to victory gets…I dunno, something! I haven’t thought of it yet!”
“Is this how you greet everybody who’s even remotely interested in teaming up with you? I wonder if there’s more of a personal stake in this than you let on.” A casual sophisticated voice answered him, belonging to a Xenomorph of all things. Only, this one could speak and was carrying a Pulse Rifle.
The Space Dragon tilted his head at him, examining the strange being. “I’ve heard of your species before, but nothing like this. Got a name, drone?”
“You mistake me for the species my model is based on! I am Unit #002, but you can call me Jeri. Designation…I couldn’t tell you even if I tried. I’m still wrapping my head around this entire scenario.” He loaded his rifle. “Just hoping you don’t have hostile intentions.”
“You haven’t seen ‘hostile’ until you’ve failed me.” Ridley tapped Jeri’s head before smelling something odd. “Wait…that smells familiar.”
“WAAAAAAA! Let me out already! I’m missing my show!” The greedy portly treasure hunter/maker of Microgames shouted as he shoulder-rammed the door repeatedly to no avail. “You! Chili-breath! Help me out!”
“Oh. You. Wario.” Ridley growled. “Anybody else?” His attention went to a quiet man wrapped in bandages. His burly frame was entirely obscured, meditating and doing not much else. “Hello?! Anybody home?!” He roared.
He got nothing in response. Nothing but the slight noise of a Kabuki scream. “Well, that’s ominous.” Jeri noted, especially when the Stranger grabbed Ridley’s mouth and threw him against the wall, denting it.
Team #3: Ruby the dragon
Anybody remember Skylanders? Yeah? Well, to give you an idea, it was before Amiibos were a thing and, despite the fact that the continuity gave the ever-loving Spyro the appearance of a pug trying to chew on a wasp, there were those that remembered it fondly. How else did three of the cast get into here?
“Calculating chances of survival: 50/50.” Drobot, the hulking mish-mash of organic and technological materials, accessed. He was the largest out of the ground, his gears turning and his calculations running wild. “Unable to ascertain escape route. Combat only option.”
“I wonder if it would kill those that made this realm to bring some light into this place?” Spotlight, the light-based Skylander, wondered as she brightened her halo.
“I just wanna get out there and make some noise! Nobody traps us when we should be doing the trapping!” Echo, the loud water dragoness, exclaimed, ready to bring down the doors with her siren song.
The odd one out, though, was a very different kind of team-player. The kind that hated company and was reluctant to get attached before long. An alien Viper (though she looked more like an armored white-scaled cobra) that was desperately trying to get her comms-link working. “C’mon, you stupid thing! I’m stuck with these fantasy rejects and…gah! Fuck this.”
Torque had a secret love of fantasy, hence her drawings of unicorns and such back in her locker, but now wasn’t the time to enjoy that. Right now, she needed to figure out a way to escape…and maybe find a new set of earmuffs to make sure Echo’s blasts wouldn’t get to her.
Team #4: Magna Armello
Per the usual with this busty pal of Baskerra’s, we have a whole quartet of heroes from another Plane. No big dragons this time, we assure.
Instead, we had the famous mind-mage, Jace Beleren, having to contend with the three ladies surrounding him. Their history with him was…well, either it was minimal or regrettable. As somebody new to this canon, criticism is appreciated if none of the following is accurate.
“Wait…are you not dead?” Jace asked, trying to wrap his admittingly intelligent head around this. She was referring to the necromancer of the group. The once willy and power-hungry, but now wiser and more responsible Liliana Vess. The one that he definitely did NOT want to spend time with on account of past experiences.
“That’s what they all say. Don’t speak of meeting me ever and I won’t have to resort to drastic measures, alright, dear?” She winked. “Still…I don’t remember making a deal with THIS demon, before you ask.”
Chandra Nalaar was already taking action, using her most powerful fire-based abilities to try and singe the door down. She was wiser than before, but she still considered a good way to get through most problems was to burn it. “What kind of magic is this?! And yeah, Liliana! We all thought you were dead!”
“Again. No questions. For all I know, this demon just brought a past version of me here. Could be anything at this rate.” She replied.
The other among them, the elven animist known as Nissa Revane, was far more conflicted than all four. Jace had nearly stolen a very good core just for knowledge’s sake, Chandra had a rocky goodbye with her when she was in a dark place, and Liliana…well, being a necromancer that made one too many pacts with a demon was the tip of the iceberg.
So, all these four could do was just tolerate each-other in their own way. If they had enough time to comprehend their situation, that is.
Team #5: Mr. Wolfish
“MOVE, YOU OVERGROWN LUMMOX! GET US OUT OF HERE!” That shrieky voice belonged to the head of the most renowned (and rather incompetent) terrorist organization in the Hasbro Universe. That being Cobra. Behold the petulant but tenacious Cobra Commander, kicking at the large homunculus in front of the entrance to no avail.
“Nnngh…too…much…work…” Sloth, the Homunculus of laziness and hidden power and Father’s workhorse, was rather angry at being alive again. Being dead was so much better! Now, some whiny prat was kicking him. Not that it harmed him. The yelling was what kept him up.
“Useless ape! Urgh! What does one have to do to get ANYTHING done?!” Cobra Commander yelled, before having a pistol shoved against his visor. “What the?!”
“Sorry, but I think I remember seeing you on TV once. Always wondered why your show didn’t have the gohonas to use real guns.” Former Agency worker and the legendary destroyer of dictatorships, Rico Rodriguez, stated. “How do you feel now?”
The villain took a step back, but he noticed something large behind the man, Thinking quickly, he knocked the pistol out of his hand and kicked him into Sloth right as the behemoth laid on his side, pinning him down as Cobra investigated the strange machine before him.
This hulking mechanoid was known as the MAC II Monster, a walking powerhouse that housed some serious firepower meant for warding off aliens back in its home universe. Now, it was lacking the pilot it needed (though it usually required more). Until now.
Quickly, the terrorist hopped into the cockpit, booted up already. “What simple tech…but what a surprising amount of variety for destruction! May this pathetic Arena know the full fury of COBRA! HAHAHAHAHA!” Cobra Commander laughed as he aimed the pulsar cannons at the doors, not caring if his ‘teammates’ got caught in the blast.
“Ah, shit.” Rico sighed, preparing for the worst.
Team #6: Sekai the Hyena
The streetwise hyena and friend of Baskerra, Sekai, played with her knife a bit as she intentionally cut her punkish attire a bit to show more of her hips and boobs. “This outta turn heads. Alright! Who’s familiar with this whole shindig? I’m kinda new to this.”
“I know, me-meow! It’s a dump. You either get killed or blueballed, me-meow.” Ankha, another returner, sardonically stated.
“Emphasis on that first one. I don’t remember my first time here as pleasant. What we should focus on is getting out of here before things escalate.” Blaze the Cat, yet another returner, stated. “Oh, and it’s good to see you, Ankha. Hopefully, this goes better than last time.”
“You bet. I was devoured rather horrifically last time, me-meow.”
“Do I not get a say in this?” Miura, a proud but unprepared Drauk warrior, asked, raising a claw as she readied her spear.
Sekai just took a glance at her chosen company and smirked. “Alright. This shows promise. I’ve got a sexy cat-girl, a pyromancer, and a gecko with a stick on my side. Show me that you gals can handle things here and I might kick some loot to ya’, okay?” She asked, balancing her knife.
“I can assure you, we can take care of ourselves.” Blaze stated. “We just need to be mindful of the terrors that await us.”
“Like what?” Miura asked, right as the gates opened.
“Trust me. You’ll find out, me-meow.” Ankha said ominously.
Team #7: OrionTheWolf
This particular F-Lister REALLY loves felines, and it shows, though it also caused a rather reluctant returner to arrive on the scene. That being the demonic feline, Belladonna. She was just enjoying a good time with the previous winner, the Cyberdemon appropriately named ‘Cy’, before being sent here once more.
“Fine. Fine. Let’s see if I can make it past the end. I care not if I win or lose. Just that I’m not bored. I pretty much know I’m in the clear.” She shrugged in good humor. Time with Cy and Kass had mellowed her out considerably, though she kept her sadistic streak. “Alright, who’s with me this time?”
The first of which was the miserly, but not too-bad ecaflip merchant, Miranda. She was rather annoyed at her surroundings, tapping her foot before using her claw against the door, scraping against it before licking her claw. “Hmmm…whomever did this did it cheap. Magic…I always hated it when people used that kind of short-cut.”
“Get used to it. You have a grand user of it on your side. For now.” Belladonna stated.
“Ma’am, if you wouldn’t mind, maybe put on some clothes?” Deputy Mayor of Megakat City, Calico “Callie” Briggs, asked. She was already flustered with the situation, hoping that the vigilante group that her series was named after would come in. Regardless of property damage (LOTS OF IT), they’d do right by it.
Also, naked cat. That would always set off the ‘questioning own sexuality’ alarm.
“I don’t know. I think this I could be the purrrfect opportunity for a nice bonding experience across universes.” A purr-filled voice more stereotypically associated with felines stated. This belonged to one of the helping forces on the acclaimed space-faring craft, the Enterprise. Specifically, M’Ress.
Belladonna chuckled at this sight, kicking back as Callie froze up in M’Ress grip. “This could be fun…but only if you all prove your worth.”
“What’s your offer?” Miranda asked.
“LIVING.” She replied. “Good deal?”
Team #8: Sarah Naramorgth
Now, Warframe was one of the many live-service games that escaped the usual awful stigma that followed it. You know, awful microtransactions and other bullshit, but now, we bring you four unlikely members of the whole batch.
The first two were capable and recognized Tenno of their own right. The first of which was the feminine, but fiery frame Nezha. He was looking rather nervous when paired with the more muscular of the two, who loomed over him with a strange mix of protectiveness and lust.
This was the Hildryn, a barrier warrior female frame of great power and renown. However, this one was different. She was equipped with a large package on her crotch, one that was thick and paired with some heavy-looking balls. They pressed into Nezha’s waifish build, making him shudder as she leaned in closer.
“Clem.” They weren’t the only ones, obviously. This other guy was a tiny fighter, but a valuable one. He was a rogue Grineer named…well, Clem. Armed with his twin Grakatas, he looked ready for anything that would come his way. The other two Tenno didn’t pay him too much heed. He just hobbled around, oblivious to all around him.
The more silent out of the four was the legendary Orokin era warrior, Teshin. He was sharpening his blade, knowing he already had his freedom, so he could fight at his leisure. He looked to the other Tenno, unsure about the Hildryn’s attachment, but he ignored it, focusing on the task ahead.
It would be a long battle ahead. He was certain about it…
Team #9: Chauncey Servoid
Ban was many things. Bored was one of them, as well as immortal. Being transported to a realm where everything was trying to kill you RIGHT before you could resurrect the love of your life? A mixture of upsetting and interesting. Oh, and he had no weapons on him. “What a pain.” He huffed, noticing his shirt was gone. “It’s going to be one of THOSE days, isn’t it?”
“A crossover event?! Why wasn’t I informed of this before?! I don’t have time to prepare!” A large crimson Lamia shouted, upset at this sudden turn of events. This quirky gal was Miia and, yes, being away from her darling may have had something to do with her discomfort. Her hate against all things gory probably wasn’t going to help in the long run.
“Eh. Work with what you’ve got.” Ban shrugged before taking a glance to the other ladies in the room. “And whom else will be joining us for this day of carnage?”
Joining him seemed to be an atypical Japanese wolf-girl (nothing but a fluffy tail and some ears), but she looked at him with such interest and introspection. “Greetings. I am Holo, the wise wolf.” She said. “While I’m not pleased at being here…I can smell in you great pain behind that smile.”
Ban blinked at that before kicking back. “Ah. Wise, eh? Try not to look into it. You may not like what you find.”
That’s when he felt a large metal claw against the back of his head. That belonging to former bioweapon and most feared killer in her known galaxy, Konjiki no Yami…the Golden Darkness. “This whole thing…it reeks of ecchi…all of it.” She was a stoic killer, but she was thoroughly disgusted by the whole feel of it.
And that’s when she laid eyes on Miia, her glare worsening. “Why are you looking at me like that? This whole thing has killed my libido!” The lamia defended herself.
Team #10: Kaity Renard
Out of the four that were chosen for this team, the MILF-ish tribeswoman huntress, Jocasta, was the most normal and serious. This curvy feline was sharpening her spear, trying to mentally prepare herself for whatever may come, even as her companions seemed to just wanna fuck and forget about everything.
“Come on, kitty. You’re missing out. Look at those two!” A taller and curvier draconic woman, Slurpina, said, pointing to the main duo of the group.
“Ugh…this really isn’t the time.” Jocasta replied, trying to avert her eyes from what was taking place.
That being a feminine fox male named Quote sucking the tits of his mother, Jill. He had all the features that would make a vixen blush, but his cock/balls were HUGE. Fat and already flowing with pre-cum, he continued to slurp on the tits of his buxom mother.
Seriously. Jill was packing. Calling them J-Cup still felt like an understatement, if that helps. She smiled as she stroked her son’s head. “That’s it…suck me well. We’re not going to let a couple of prudes ruin our fun, no?”
“So cute! Why don’t we try to be more like them?” Slurpina suggested, cupping Jocasta’s just-as-milky breasts.
The feline huntress sighed. “Dear Gaia, I’m going to need meditation after this. A LOT.”
Team #11: The Big Lady
You thought that last team had issues? They’re TAME compared to what was going on here. It was nothing short of pure mayhem, with the team members already trying to kill each-other.
Returner and one of the most over-memed characters of RE history, Alcina Dimitrescu, was slashing the whole place up, trying to get a hit on the bounding Grinnion demon moving around. “Hold still and GIVE ME BACK MY HAT, CUR!”
Smiley Cindy, as this insane-looking naked canine demon was named, just laughed again, bounding about while holding that hat on her head. “Run, run, as fast as you can! You can’t catch me! I’m the Smiley-“
“MAAAAN! This is what I get for being at the wrong place, wrong time? Just some bimbo with a Victorian fetish and a broad with a winning smile?” Red tendrils emerged from the shadows, covered in black veins and red and blood. They took the hat and threw it back at the vampiric entity.
That’s when the monstrosity came out, extending several sharpened tentacles around with full intent to tear them all to bits. This was the violent serial killer with a similar insane symbiote all around him…CARNAGE. “What can you maniacs offer me that’s even REMOTELY fun?!” He said raspily before drool began to fall onto his head.
Above him was another returner and one just as vicious. Hissing angrily was the Xenomorph Queen, who’s tail was this close to stabbing through his body. “Okay. That’s a step in the right direction. I always did love that chestburster scene!”
“This is pointless! I’ve had it with being a part of this nonsense! I should just kill you all right now!” Alcina shouted, both claws out, before Smiley wrapped herself around her head, humping into it.
“Ooooooh, this itch got scratched!” She jabbered, humping away as Carnage just laughed at the sight, the Xenomorph Queen ready to raise Hell to get out of this confined space.
Team #12: Anako Blu
For the last team, there were still problems. Or, at least, one problem. One in the form of a savage interdimensional monster trying to kill one of its own teammates. This creature was the Demogorgon of the Upside-Down. One of many from his species and one trying to chomp down on the head of a similarly bloodthirsty enemy.
“Claws off of me, su! This is no way to treat somebody you just met, su!” The lupine maid shouted before kicking the beast across the room, disorienting it. Don’t be fooled that she was seemingly a genki healing cleric. There’s a reason they called this game NPC the ‘sadist with a smiling mask’. Because, already, Lupisregina Beta was thinking of ways to dice up this beast.
“What happened last night?” A more heroic member of this team, the energetic and hot-blooded member of Team RWBY known as Yang Xiao Long, got up from her nap. Her head was hurting real bad and her robotic arm was starting to glitch out. “Ow! I just got this thing oiled up! What…the heck?!”
She looked upon the battle between the two beasts, but then she felt something dark and evil sneaking behind her, wrapping a gray-skinned but powerful claw around her shoulder. “Ooooh…you’re quite the lovely one, aren’t you? A mind set on living life to the fullest and a body to entice all…you’re overqualified.”
This sultry voice belonged to one of the Daemons of the Chaos God, Slaanesh. One that was stuck in her default form, but she liked it that way. She looked like a curvy grey-skinned humanoid with a hunched muscular build, with slender black dreadlocks and a demonic face, complete with glowing purple eyes, sharp teeth, and a long tongue. Her name was Starlok and she already LOVED the perverted environment around her.
“Uh…thanks? I don’t THINK I get that a lot?” Yang backed away, unnerved and blushing a bit at the nude alien. She still got the time to punch the Demogorgon in the face, warding it away.
“Not bad for a human, su!” Beta exclaimed.
“Fufu…let’s just focus on getting out alive, first…before I show you what joys Slaanesh has to offer~” Starlok winked, knowing perhaps what was to come. Long shall be their suffering. Joyous be their pain…
The Center…
Basky finished wrapping that all up, dusting off her claws. “And now, the photos, because we need our damn proof, right?”
(The Following Images are in the original link. Sorry.)
“Without further ado…” Basky prepared to press a button, leaping back onto a flying platform as the dragon-skull opened, revealing a multitude of stuff that could be useful for the coming Bloodbath. “It has begun! In three…
…two…
….ONE! LET THE SLAUGHTER BEGIN!”
PART 2: The Bloodbath
(Mighty Blow-Star Ocean 2)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iOkxTfo_-s4
BOOM! Cobra Commander, manning the MAC II Monster, burst through the doors of his District Box, firing upon everything he saw. “COBRAAAAAAA!” He shouted as he nearly stomped on Rico, who just got out of their as soon as he could, seeing how the other boxes were opening up in chaos.
“ACHOOO!” Ed’s District Box blew open, but out of the smoke came Bagan’s beam, destroying all in its path. “Excuse me!” The dullard called out, Taffy getting as far away from him as possible while thinking of a curative. That is, if she could concentrate!
Sekai ran through the smoke, her compatriots close by. However, they were suddenly attacked form above by Drobot’s lasers and flying gears. “Annihilate all hostiles! Assessment: this will not end well for you!” The inventor roared before having the hyena throw some random junk out of her biker jacket.
“Cheese it! This place is blowing up already!” She shouted before something else flew through the sky. It was Ridley, who stabbed his tail into Drobot’s side and flung him away, before lunging for Ankha.
Despite Blaze firing a massive fireball at his face, he plowed through the team and grabbed the villager, smashing her into the ground before slamming her against the supply pile in the middle. “First blood!” He roared, before something emerged from the crates.
“ME-MEOOOOOOOOAAARGH!” Ankha cried out as ravenous flying killer donuts, not seen since the fifth outing, ripped into her, devouring her flesh and leaving Ridley to continue spreading havoc.
“These are the moments that make life worth living.” He chuckled before Miura’s spear lodged into his back, nearly bringing him down to Earth.
“Got him!” Miura shouted to her teammates before the mangled corpse of Ankha’s remains suddenly flung a tree-branch into her chest, pinning her against the District Box, dead.
“What in SEGA’s name?!” Blaze cried out, as Liliana showed herself from behind the pile.
She just chuckled as she released control over Ankha’s dead body. “You do whatever you can in these trying times.”
“And THIS is why I’m regretting this alliance already!” Nissa shouted as she and Chandra stuck close by each-other, using their abilities to keep their foes at bay. Jace, all the while, was struggling to use his magic in such chaos. Concentration was key, but chaos of this measure was almost too much.
“We have to retreat! There’s too many of them!” He shouted before using a mental projection spell to trick the Xenomorph Queen into attacking fake copies of himself, keeping her and Smiley Cindy occupied in their fake slaughter.
“You think we don’t know that?!” Chandra shouted, unleashing two spires of flame from her hands to blow Yang and Dimitrescu away, though the former put up more of a fight against the flames. Alas, the pyromancer had grown much stronger.
However, the two allies were met by a strange sight. A glowing rainbow ball exuding great power. A Smash Ball, at long last in this Arena. Something about it made the two of them want to destroy it and gain its power for a boost, but the both of them were drawn back when a large destructive purple/red beam nearly struck it.
“GO!” Bagan roared, smashing the Mac II Monster in the face with his tail, pointing his teammates to the supplies. “Find what you can! I’ll clear a way!”
“As will I! I hope this works!” Taffy used her staff to cast a protective bubble around Ed and Sakaki as the two ran to the pile.
Starlok, gaining a hammer and sickle, nearly used both weapons telepathically to stab/smash into those two, but something else emerged from the chaos. FLYING GORILLA from the FLYING GORILLA App. Flying majestically in his usual pose, she was smacked onto her stomach as it flew straight into Cobra’s mech.
“What the?! TURN! TURN, you blasted thing!” Cobra struggled at the controls before he was knocked onto his back, the mech falling onto a random pickup truck that Teshin had commandeered.
“COME! We must go!” Teshin cried out to his teammates, though Nezha was only brought to the truck when smacked as well by the FLYING GORILLA. Hildryn was occupied with the Smash Ball, trying to shoot at it as Teshin started the car by slashing the brakes off with his sword.
Clem ran after them, having lost a mace he picked up from Jocasta. He would have shot up that feline, but her skill with a spear had blinded him, causing him to run around in circles, shooting his weapons wildly. “CLEM!” He cried out, before being hit with Carnage’s arms, which had turned into hammers.
“Let it begin! LET IT BEGIN!” Carnage laughed, tentacles erupting from his body to keep everybody at bay while he jumped around everywhere.
Belladonna watched that with some curiosity, smirking. “Such insanity. If only we could bottle it up and use it for our own purposes.”
“Focus less on the psychotic demon! We need a quick escape!” Miranda said as M’Ress got out her Phaser and used it to stop several flying donuts. She also acquired a dildo-spear, one that glowed hotly and sliced through another marauding evil snack-food.
Even in the chaos, Callie noticed yet another vehicle in the midst. “A runabout!” She exclaimed to Belladonna.
“WE’LL STEAL IT! NO-ONE WILL EVER KNOW!” Belladonna exclaimed before covering her mouth. “Why did I do that?” She was interrupted when several scientifically inaccurate Dimorphodons (looking at you, Jurassic World) flew in from the sky, biting and trying to attack everything in sight.
While those cats escaped on that random meme vehicle, Miia had crushed a few of those rabid flying reptiles in her coils, Yami with her weapon arms, Carnage with his jaws to devour them, and Wario with his bulk. He was trying to ride one, but it had been crushed under his girth.
Back with the Smash Ball, Hildryn was dodging Nessa and Chandra’s attacks, using her barrier to keep them away, while Sakaki tried whacking at it with a baseball bat she found. “Please come…I don’t think I can-“ She was interrupted when Torque’s tail smacked into her side.
“Sakaki!” Ed cried out, rushing to her side to help her up while Taffy frantically looked around at the supply area.
“Healing potions, strength gauntlets, where’s anything useful?! Oh, raspberries!” She cried out.
Torque, meanwhile, tried to fire away at the Smash Ball, feeling the allure of that power as well. That’s when she noticed she wasn’t the only one firing at it. She turned her gun to the other attacker with a hiss, that being Jeri.
“Don’t shoot! I mean no harm! May I please shoot the weird glowing thing instead?” He offered feebly, holding his hands up.
“Sure. NOT.” She replied before lunging at him, only for him to leap into the air and propel himself by kicking into her head, dragging her through the ground.
“Apologies! But I must be going!” Jeri called out, leaping from combatant to combatant, even the bulky Hildryn and Ed’s head.
Letting out an angered hiss, Torque was interrupted when Echo’s blown-off head landed right in front of her, pinning her tail to the ground. “FUCK! Who did that?!”
It was Slurpina, who had commandeered a small but powerful tank. One with his barrel aimed right at her. “I know I’m usually a lover and not a fighter, but this is actually kind of fun!” The dragoness exclaimed.
Her moment of victory was short-lived, as in a flash, her tank was overturned (or TANKED, as they put it) by Sloth. The lumbering Homunculus was faster than he looked, and he did NOT appreciate his nap being interrupted. “Too…much…WORK!” He roared before leaping into the air and smashing the tank into nothing, crushing Slurpina from within.
“Hmph. What a shame.” Jill said as she was sitting on Miia, who angrily thrashed around after using a useless Assist Trophy against her. “How are you doing, sweetie?”
“I found a weapon! Look at me, mommy!” He sang-songed, waving a nail-gun around before being knocked to the ground by the Demogorgon. Before the beast could swallow his head or something, a Wii Remote was flung into its jaws, causing it to start choking.
“Sorry about that!” Spotlight said, having accidentally thrown that against one of her rings. Still, she fired her light, sending it pinballing everywhere and causing most to duck and cover.
Even Yami was forced to use her hair and limbs to make a shield around herself. However, she found below her a most odd stone. Another Infinity Stone, only this was glowing orange and seemed to calm her very soul. She just stayed like that, in the company of this strange powerful stone. The Soul Stone, in case you couldn’t tell.
Ban was just minding his own business, walking through the mayhem and past the point of caring, when he suddenly felt like everything had gotten…bigger. That’s when he looked up to see Beta holding a shrink ray she found from the supply pile, smiling sadistically at the shrunken man. “Oh, come on.” He sighed.
That’s when she tried to pounce on him, treating him like a mouse to be caught. However, he just grabbed one of her fingers and flung her into a tree, smashing her through it and knocking the NPC out. Whistling to himself as he slowly regained his size, he was suddenly picked up by Holo. “Got you! Try not to wander off too much!” She said as she held him to her breasts.
“Nope. Still feeling nothing.” He said sardonically.
When the dust had settled and practically everybody had left, the mysterious bandaged man just wandered around and found a backpack. Picking it up, its contents were revealed to be rather raunchy hentai. Muttering angrily, a pair of soulless red eyes briefly glowing behind his wraps, he tossed it aside before leaping into the trees.
Carnage stood around, realizing practically everybody had left. “Oh, come on! Way to blue-ball me!”