Mugen Universe: Tournament of Champions- The Fanfiction Series [Archive] - Page 4

OverMaster

03-27-2006, 05:14 AM

-Urd in Wonderland: The Somewhat Moderately Exciting, but Mostly Anticlimactic, Conclusion-

Nudoru and Miso were unceremoniously thrown inside of the green grass fields, beaten to half-death by solid gold arms, after the (literally) pissed off Golden Door was done with them.

"M-My spine..." Chibi-Neko Nudoru muttered weakly while his body spasmed and twitched sporadically.

"At least you still have one..." Miso groaned where he was next to him, slowly sinking in an accumulating pool of its own blood.

"The woman you are looking for went that way!" the Door pointed at the North with a hand, before humphing while angrily closing herself, "Not that I hope you find her before you get eaten by the Jabberwocky, of course!".

"What the f**k is a Blabberwookie?" Kaarage asked Miso as he slowly worked his way back to his feet.

"Dude, what do you think I am, an encyclopaedia?" the chibi-neko faceless angel said as it/she raised from the red pool. "But knowing our luck, it must be some sort of cannibal monster combining the worst of the flesh eater Puuchus and the Mutated Sewer Rats".

"Yeah, well, I won't contradict you there. C'mon, let's find Urd and split outta here before more crap hits the fan".

Then a loud boom shook the ground below them for several moments, as an explosion in the distance rocked the foundations of the Wonderland itself. And all the while, a loud female yell of anger could also be heard over the horizon line.

"That... sounded like Urd. In more than one sense" Nudoru grew a huge drop of sweat.

"You don't think she'll be mad at us for disappearing, do you?" Miso looked at him/her nervously.

"...".

"...".

"... Yeah, I think she will be" the Mini-God-Killer finally nodded.

"I figured out you'd say something like that. Anyway, let's go for her".

They flew over the fields, overlooking the path of destruction and beaten female molesters below them as they went, and growing more and more nervous about it as they approached the explosion site. They finally reached the smoking, smoldering ruins of a huge stone castle reduced to rubble, from where several card girls were digging out the Queen's female prisoners and the Queen herself, who was in quite a sorry physical state at the moment.

Urd was standing at the top of the wreckage, madly panting and wheezing, fists clenched at her sides, a flame of indignation burning constantly in her green eyes.

"Hmm, hey, hiya, Urd" Nudoru sheepishly said as he landed next to her. "Good thing you... um... you aren't hurt at all, it seems... Ehh... missed us too much? I hope you didn't have many problems while looking for us--".

His answer came a split second later in the form of Urd's broom coming down on his SD head, splitting his skull open and splashing his brains out of it again. Then, she seemed to notice her herald's new state, and blinked. "Huh? And now what the hell did happen to you guys??".

"Long story. Very long" Miso sighed, before being grabbed by a hurt but still willing Alielle from behind.

"Oooohh!" the girl cooed, "You are the cutest faceless monstruous thing I've ever seen!".

"GAH!" the abberation screamed. "Get 'er offa me, Urd! Get 'er offa me!!!".

Urd was about to tell him she was too spent already for it, when a huge shadow loomed over them. They all looked above to see her. A giant winged dragon demon woman, of darkly tanned skin, clad in a black bikini and whipping a long pointy tail around. She looked down at them ominously, sharp fangs peeking out of her mouth, the long claw-like nails of her hands almost reaching down for them.

"... Strangely exciting" Nudoru pondered, blinking.

"The Jabberwocky!!" a card girl screamed in sheer horror, as her companions rushed to protect the injured sado Queen. "She's seen her chance to attack the castle! Oh, we are all lost! Lost!!".

"Damn it..." Urd grunted, rubbing her eyes. "And here I am, still too tired... Too much magic used lately...". Although she would not admit it, her old wounds suffered in her facedown with Joker also could be affecting her a bit. "Kaarage, Hello Kitty wannabe or not, you might have to handle this...".

"NOT!" An imposing voice yelled out to them. "NEVER! NEVER, NEVER, NEVER AGAIN!".

They all, even the winged beast, looked to see the tall and still regal despite being fuming mad figure approaching them at a steady pace. The Jabberwocky gasped and backed away in fear at the sight of an enraged Lord of Dreams advancing towards Urd and her herald, a bandaged and barely conscious Matthew perched on his right shoulder.

"H-hey, whazzap, Morph, Matt" Nudoru said gasping. "Good to see you survived that... thing back there, Matt...".

"You almost fry my raven alive" Morpheus began to hiss lowly, very OOC. "You destroy three quarters of my kingdom... After all the help I gave youuuuuuuu...".

The card girls made a desperate beeline for the bushes, carrying their Queen away with them. Even the Jabberwocky flew away in panic. All around Morpheus, a dark aura of extreme annoyance flared, making the Dreaming to tremble. "JUST GO AWAY, F**ERS!! GO AWAY ALREADY! AWAKE!!!" he commanded, his voice filling all the place.

***************************

"... I think they are awakening at last" Flonne's voice whispered, as Urd lazily opened her eyes and looked into her small, pretty and concerned face of big blue eyes. "Yes, she is, at least". She smiled warmly to the goddess. "Welcome back, My Lady Urd" she gave her a short bowing. "Are you feeling okay?".

"Unnhhh..." Urd had to nod, passing a hand through her hair. "Yeah, I think so... Not very well, mind you, but I might be worse...".

Then she saw the boy standing next to Flonne. He seemed strangely familiar. Wait a second. Did he have the same facial markings than Skuld??

"A-A-Aunt..." he stammered, nervous, before rushing to her to hug her. "Aunt Urd!!".

She simply blinked, totally puzzled. "What the hey?!".

OOC: Over to you, M203. It's up to you if you want to make Miso and Nudoru to wake still as Chibis or in another form.

J Dog

03-27-2006, 07:29 AM

The Universe, in a nutshell

Back in Dilbert's trailer, Dilbert was straightening out his tie, which instantly curled back up due to cosmic forces. Dogbert was still hell-bent on the Gods. "Dogbert. You can't attack Belldandy and become King." Dilbert told him, "Besides, Belldandy is a decent goddess, and you should respect her."

"I know that." Dogbert told his "human master", "But maybe there is something else with her."

"What is that?" Dilbert asked, not knowing where this is going.

"I found out that the universe was created by a series of authors who were bent on altering it to their whims. It SAYS that Belldandy merged the universes. But in my opinion, did Belldandy do it intentially, or was she a helpless puppet?" He grabs a drink of water. "These authors are controlling every action. It'll get more intense. But, then again, there is a chance on something."

"Continue."

"Worst case scenario: The universe will get out of hand. The authors will become helpless as destiny grapples to their envoys." He grabs a pencil. "If that happens..." He breaks it in half. "Everyone served their purpose."

"What should we do about it?" Dilbert asked.

"No need to panic at the moment. But when the fighting gets fiercer, be prepared for some serious deaths. I have a feeling some major guy will eat worms when this all ends."

OverMaster

03-27-2006, 12:29 PM

-Scrambled Game-

As soon as she cut the communication with Mara, Hild marked the number Vellinor had given her. She waited for a few seconds before hearing the amused male voice at the other end of the line. "Hello?" he was asking.

"Lord Vellinor, it's me" she said.

"Queenie!" he cheerfully said, and she almost could see his big smile at the other side. "What a pleasant surprise to have you calling me for a change! To what do I owe this pleasure?".

"Looks like Orochi's stepping in a direction I may not like, Lord Vellinor" she quickly replied. "You were right, we have to nab the Masaki boy before he gets his wish and makes us to look like monkeys".

"Sure!" Vellinor laughed. "He's bananas enough to try something like that, in a moment like this! I don't doubt he's about to go apesh*t... I told you he'd be trying to throw a monkeywrench on our plans!".

Hild sighed to herself as she patiently endured the onslaught of bad puns Vellinor was so willing to give. Definitely, tricksters were sometimes hard to deal with.

"Sorry, sorry" he soon chuckled, as if guessing her thoughts. He took another look at his TV Jumbo screens. "I was inspired after seeing how Superpope was trying to marry Kansai to a King Kong lookalike... Ooh, now Kansai's mad... He just punted poor Koko into nothing! Oops, and looks like it just made Clarkie even madder!".

"As delightful as I find to hear about your happiness upon seeing your herald having fun, Lord Vellinor, the Orochi is on the move..." she reminded him.

"Yes, yes, I know". His tone straightened. "Shall I move my men for the action now?".

"Wait a minute, please" she asked, then pressed a button on her throne's right armrest. "Lord Vellinor, our target has the Lighthawk Wings themselves, and is always near one of the most powerful of Earth's heroes... the counterpart to the Holy Father currently engaging your errand boy in battle. The usual lackeys won't be useful against them, so allow me to lend you a special extra to go with your forces...".

"Hm?" Vellinor was puzzled by her words, then saw the small figure materializing in front of him. A tiny man with blank eyes, clad in purple and orange, and wearing a bowler hat on his balding head. "But of course" The god smiled naughtily. "An old acquaitance of Kent-boy himself... How ironically appropiate!".

One of Hild's new 5D slaves. The small man bowed in front of Vellinor, and respectfully said, with an odd, spaced out voice. "My...My Lord. I was told you had a need for me?".

*************************

The Joker was suspecting something veeeeeeeeery bad about what was happening in the Arena. Most of the people in the public still thought it had to be just one of Psylocke's fighting techniques in action, but he did not think such was the case.

As the possessed woman faced both opposing teams and that short hairy Canadian man, and told them something with an eerie male and deep voice (under other circumstances, Joker would have been laughing his lungs out for that. But it was all different when the life of HIS Batman was in risk), he casually noticed Mara was whispering something to Bell. The child simply had nodded, and then speeded off out of the Dome, still with her usual cold expression.

"What was that?" the Clown Prince grunted to the demoness.

"The goddess brat has just disappeared, and for some reason the boss wants Bell to find her" Mara trusted to him in an uneasy whisper.

"Skuld?" he blinked.

"Yeah, her" Mara nodded reluctantly, then saw two men also discretely leaving the Dome taking advantage of the confusion. One of them had dark blue hair and a long white coat, and the other wore an Union Jack shirt. She failed to register that fact as anything really meaningful at the moment, but they were leaving after doing their work. And were on her same side to boot.

Well, more or less, that is.

OOC: Saint, I have no idea of how the start the actual conflict with the Shadow King, so I leave that part to you. If you want, I can finish it, but please, begin it, because I think I can't kickstart it.

Lord of Nonsensical Crap

03-27-2006, 03:32 PM

KingEli

03-27-2006, 06:32 PM

"In Bightest Day..."

We see The Green Lanterns Hal Jordan and Kyle Rayner, flying to The New York Area where the Third Angle is Attacking.

"Can you belive this?" Asked Kyle "They wanna wipe us out.....what gives them that right?"

"I don't know, when I was the Spectre, God never talked about this."

"To tell you the truth.....I would rather Attack head on."

"And get Smithed? Remember Guy gave us his orders....."

"Hal do you know how wierd that sounds?" Said Kyle with a laugh

"Yea....Guy has been and always be our Black Sheep of the GLC.....But he makes a Damned Good Leader."

"Hey J'onn we're about to come to NYC" Said Kyle Telepahically

"Good. He has a powerful AT or Absolute Terror Filed" J'onn Replied.

"Terror Huh?" Said Hal.....we don't do Terror."

"Target in sight." Said Kyle Pointing to Sachiel

"He's big--Watch out!!" Said Hal as they Doged a Blast

"Well let's Rock and Roll!"

The Two GLs then attack The Angel seeing the Power of it's AT Filed.

"Not bad.....but let's finish this, no more lives is going to be lost today."

Kyle us ing his Ring Constructed a Sword to Cut The Angel.

"The Shiled...it's Pretty Though....But We GLs Don't do Terror." Kyle then Raised his Sword and with one mighty swing Cut the Angel in half, right down the Middle.

"Too easy."

"Kyle it's Gonna Blow!"

"Shit!"

The GLs Rasied their to protect themselves from the Blast hat Rocked NY Harbor wich had taked the Shape of a Cross.

"What does it mean?" Asked Kyle

"I gess it means he wasn't the Last." Replied Hal

"Well I don't like it." Said Kyle.

Using his Ring Kyle manipulated The Cross and turned it Green and Shaped it to The Green Lantern Symbol.

"Well What that means?" Said Hal with a smile.

"It means Hope.....and that We're going to fight back weather they like or Not."

Lord of Nonsensical Crap

03-28-2006, 08:32 AM

In his pocket dimension, Vellinor coudln't help but smile. He was now face-to-face with Mr. Mxyzpltlk, one of the looniest, most utterly illogical beings in existence. In other words, someone whom Vellinor could actually look upon as an equal.

"Mxyzpltlk, you have no idea how long I've been looking forward to meeting you!" he said, shaking the Imp's hand. "I mean, it's not everyday you meet someone who is almost as much of a galactic nuisance as I am. Seriously Mxy -- mind if I call you Mxy? -- you and I are going to prank this crazy tournament senseless!"

"Yes master," Mxy said numbly.

Vellinor burst into laughter. "Oh man, you 5-D imps crack me up!" he exclaimed. "Come on, do something funny. Try impersonating Rayden or something -- it's been nearly an hour since I last talked to someone with a highly developed sense of humour."

"Y-yes master," Mxy said again.

Vellinor's face seemed to droop into a frown when he realized that Mxy had, of course, been reduced to a mindless automaton by Hild, completely devoid of his wacky personality. "Oh woeful day, that such a wonderfully crazy mind is 'ere overthrown!" he mockingly wailed as though performing Shakespeare. Mxy, of course, merely stared blankly into space.

Sighing, Vellinor turned to his screens. On one, Orochi was racing towards the tournament grounds on Keichii's bike, while on another, Tenchi was busy talking with his teammates on the tournament grounds. Oh well, he might as well kill two birds with one stone while he was at it.

He pulled out a phone. "Hey, Auxiliary Division? Prepare a team to kidnap Tenchi Masaki. I'll be sending down someone who will be invaluable against those Light Hawk Wings in a minute." He hung up, and turned back to Mxyzpltlk. "Sorry old chap, mind if I borrow a smidgeon of your powers for a minute?"

With that, Vellinor pressed a palm against Mxyzpltlk's forehead, who didn't react at all. A faint white glow illuminated Vellinor's hand as a fraction of the 5-D Imp's essence flowed into him. The trickster-god smiled: the essence of 5-D Imps was always wonderful to possess, you could combine it with your own power to create very entertaining servants . . .

Raising his hands, Vellinor directed the captured 5-D Imp energy outward, combining it with his own powers and watching as they began to take corporeal forms. Before long, Vellinor was surrounded by fifteen short, dwarflike figures, each of which would have passed off for a 5-D Imp were it not for the fact that they all wore black cloaks matching the one Vellinor wore, and all seemed to resemble their creator in some way.

The Trickster God raised his hands dramatically. "Go forth, my Chibi-Vellinors, and BRING ME A SANDWICH! But first, do be so good as to keep Orochi busy for half an hour, will you? He's the strong, arrogant type, so you should have one hell of a time annoying him."

"Will you be paying the hospital bills afterwards?" the foremost Chibi Vellinor asked.

"Oh, hell no!" Vellinor chuckled. The Chibis simultaneously grumbled about tough jobs and about unions.

"Hey, if you guys start a union on me, you're all fired -- literally!" Vellinor said, causing flames to burst out of his palm. The Chibi Vellinors simultaneously gulped and teleported off to confront Orochi.

"And now, my dear Mxy . . . you don't happen to have any kryptonite on you, do you?" Vellinor asked.

"Yes master," Mxyzpltlk replied, beginning to pull piles of kryptonite crystals out of his pockets.

"Hmm . . . using kryptonite shards as pocket-warmers -- I gotta try that sometime," Vellinor muttered to himself. "And now we play the waiting game . . ."

Several minutes passed, with Vellinor and Mxyzpltlk standing idly in the same positions.

"Aw, the waiting game sucks," Vellinor eventually said. "Let's play Monopoly instead!"

"Yes master."

Lord of Nonsensical Crap

03-28-2006, 08:33 AM

Elsewhere, the Orochi was speeding towards the meeting place on Keichii's Yamaha when a bright light suddenly lit up in the corner of his vision . . . .

Cursing, the God of Destruction jilted the bike to the side just in time to avoid a searing energy blast which obliterated the ground behind him. Another energy beam lanced out at him from the darkness -- he leapt from the seat of the bike to avoid being hit, sailing through the air and landing on his feet, ready to fight.

The fires left by the explosions illuminated the area, revealing some fifteen small figures riding in man-sized mecha. As one, Orochi's strange attackers opened fire again, forcing the Orochi to dodge their searing blasts. Judging by the sheer power of these beams, he guessed they were using miniature particle cannons similar to the one used by the Geno Breaker.

"Genocide Cutter!" Orochi roared, lashing out with his arm and obliterating six mecha with a ki blast, before flying to the side and destroying five more with repeated punches. The midgets controlling the walkers all managed to leap clear of the explosions -- each wore a strange black cloak and a mischievous grin.

"Call in air support!" he heard one of them cry. A second later, the God of Destruction could have sworn he heard "Flight of the Valkyries" playing in the background as bombers suddenly flew overhead. Cursing, Orochi flew upwards, avoiding the explosions blossoming around him as bombs hit the ground, and unleashed a massive ki blast, wiping out the entire bomber squadron.

As the charred remnants of the bombers fell to earth, Orochi spun and saw the midgets surrounding him. Each of them was suddenly wearing a business suit and shades.

"Do you hear that, Mr. Anderson?" the lead Chibi said as the midgets all cracked their knuckles simultaneously. "That is the sound of inevitability."

"What's this 'Anderson' crap?" Orochi growled. "I am Orochi. Remember that name -- IT'S THE LAST YOU'LL EVER HEAR!" With that, he lunged at the massed Chibis.

******

Elsewhere, in the training grounds, Team Saviours From Space was busy conversing when a brilliant flash of light lit up the area before them. They spun around, and saw a strange group standing before them: the first was a hulking, spined humanoid creature, the second was a man clad in grey and silver mechanical armour, the third was a black-haired woman clad in a tight red outfit and red cape with a pleasant, seemingly docile expression on her face, and the fourth was what appeared to be a furry woman with a pair of goggles over her eyes and a squirrel perched on her shoulder. Superman's eyes narrowed when he recognized Doomsday at the head of the group, though a flicker of movement caught his eyes. Looking down, he saw the small form of Mr. Mxyzpltlk standing in the middle of the group, wearing what appeared to be a striped prison uniform.

"Good evening, Kryptonian," Doomsday said with what appeared to be a smile on his grotesque face. "Wonderful day for some killing isn't it?"

"What do you want, Doomsday?" Superman growled as the rest of his team readied themselves. "Don't tell me you're involved in this tournament as well?"

"Unfortunately, no," the alien replied. "We're here for the boy." He eyed Tenchi, who shivered. "Surrender him to us, and we won't hurt you. Much."

"You're the one who's going to be hurt, Doomsday," Superman replied, his eyes beginning to glow red as he charged up his heat vision.

A second later, however, the armoured figures raised his hand and unleashed a blast of green energy that struck Superman head-on. The Man of Steel was hurled backwards, every fibre of his being screaming with pain as he realized that had been a kryptonite blast.

As one, the attackers charged forwards as Tenchi raised his Light Hawk shields and Vash drew his guns . . ..

OOC: The Chibi Vellinors pretty much combine the wacky qualities of both Vellinor and the Imps. Each Chibi has a power level somewhere above that of an Imp (each of them is a demigod in his own right, each nearly on par with a sealed Norn), and each is capable using summoning, conjuring, and imitating the powers of others. Above all, they are self-replicating- each one Orochi kills or knocks out will instantly be replaced with another (or two). Their main purpose, of course, is to keep Orochi busy, and to thoroughly annoy him in the process.

The attackers compose of Doomsday, War Machine (who has been brainwashed), Scarlet Witch (now quite insane after House of M), and . . . SQUIRREL GIRL! Each of them has some kind of kryptonite attack: Doomsday has kryptonite brass knuckles, War Machine has a special kryptonite blast weapon built into his armour, and Scarlet Witch and Squirrel Girl both have kryptonite rings.

OverMaster

03-28-2006, 09:36 AM

-Day of Overkill, Part I-

Once upon a time, there had been a Clown Prince living in a castle of darkness, over a wonderful grim kingdom of shadows; the most beautiful, creepiest city on all Earth, all his to play with. Then, some stinky, poo-faced demons with too much of girl power in their minds had kidnapped him and forced him to serve as their minion in a tournament in a faraway land. The lead demon even had the galls to bitchslap the poor clown around until he agreed to be her herald, which was quite an injustice to someone as pretty and charming as him.

Now, the Clown Prince was being forced to helplessly watch how his soulmate, his dear opposite number, his main reason to stay in the showbiz, his very own toyboy, Ol' Dark, Tall and Gritty himself, the accursed Bat, was in danger of being murdered by some sort of psychic force radiation coming out of some witch in a leotard.

It sucked to be the Joker.

"I demand for an intervention!" He shouted, much to everyone in the public's surprise, loudly, as he pointed to the Arena. "That is SO irregular, it makes even *me* want to puke!".

"Hush, you fool!" Mara commanded to him, trying to keep her voice and his low, but she wasn't being heard anymore. "We don't want any attention drawn on us!".

"Ah, to hell with you!" he spat to her, angrily. "Yo, Judges!" He called out. "Aren't you going to do a single fershlugginer thing?!".

The Shadow King paused for a moment then, his attention piqued by that odd man. He almost could feel the delighful negative energy, huge amounts of it, oozing out of his body, as if calling out to Amahl Farouk. Maybe it could be worthwile to posses him...

Then he paused. He had just feel the strange invisible barrier separating the ring from the rest of the dome. He tried, but apparently his influence could not break through it. And then, he heard the Canadian's yells to his current host.

"Betsy!" Wolverine was appealing to her, making himself heard above the noises of the confused crowd. "You have to fight him, girl! I know you can--".

"Silence!" the Shadow King roared as he lashed, taking control of Strider and sending him against Logan. "Your efforts are useless, X-Man!".

On the seats of Team Nabeshin, Motoko Aoyama turned to the team's captain. "Nabeshin-san! What can we do? What is happening down there? Is it some sort of demon?!".

"Not one your sacred sword techniques are of any good against, Motoko" the afro-wearing man shrugged. "Let Wolvie and Bats' crew to handle this. Trust me on it, okay?".

"Wha-what? But--" she doubted.

"Papi-pi-pi-pio piiiiiiiiii!" the Mars People exclaimed. "Beep beeeeee beep booop booo-pipipio!".

******************************

The Orochi grunted gruffily as he sidestepped one of the Chibi-Vellinors, backslapping another one of them that was trying to attack him from behind, sending the midget a few feet back for the moment. Exactly what was the deal with these clowns anyway? Who the hell had sent them? Never mind; he knew he wouldn't get a straight answer from them, and besides, he couldn't waste more of his time with them. Morisato and the girl awaited.

"Aion" he quickly said as he talked through a walkie-talkie he had just pulled out of one of his pant pockets. "I'm under attack in Sector 14. Send Mazoku to cover for me". He dodged a blast of energy directed towards him, and added, "A freakin' lot of Mazoku".

"Roger, Boss" the demon's voice replied, and seconds later, a few portals of white light were opened in the air above Orochi's and the Chibi-Vellinors' heads. Out of them emerged a few dozens of minor and medium Mazoku, and some Ring Wraiths to boot. Orochi half-grinned to himself. As backstabber as he was, Aion at least knew there was no thing as an unfair overkill when you are the one dealing the attack.

"I leave them to you, guys!" he said for his forces while flying away to the rendezvous site. He was actually sort of regretting he couldn't stay and fight them as they so richly deserved. But he consoled himself thinking he would compensate that by pummeling their master, whoever the hell he could be, later on.

KingEli

03-28-2006, 11:56 AM

House Of MUGEN:

"The Hell?" Said Guy "Looks Like some Loser askin' for a beatin!" As he Charged Up his GL Ring Flying to the Scene

"What The?! Doomsday??!!" He Said Seeing the Beast That Put him the Hospital when he had his Yellow Ring. "Kord!!" he said Using his ring as a Raido

"What do you Want Guy?" Asked Ted.

"Get Off your ass! Doomsday just Showed Up, and he's packing Green K with Three other loser attacking Big Blue and His Team......I think I see Iron Man."

"He's Here With us.....Hey Tony!"

"What's Wrong?" Asked Stark

"Someone with Armor like yours is attacking Superman!"

"Wait....War Machine?! Avengers Assemble!!" Said Tony Calling his Armor

"Cap!"

"Hey Tony, what the Matter?"

"We got a situation Get Here NOW."

Doom's Quaters:

"Magnus....A mutant has arrived.....It's your Daughter."

"Wanda............"

Lord of Nonsensical Crap

03-28-2006, 12:16 PM

Oh crap . . . methinks Vellinor will have to send in reinforcements soon enough . . .

(more on the Chibis vs. Mazoku battle later)

Saint_007

03-28-2006, 10:31 PM

Sorry for not posting recently, everyone. The reason for this spotty appearance as of late was because my PC had problems. I sent it to repair, but the hack merely compounded the problem and then was 'too busy' to fix it back. As such, I'm forced to rely on internet cafes, which is both expensive and limiting since the nearest cafe is something like half a mile from my house.

Hopefully, I'll get my posts done soon...

J Dog

03-29-2006, 07:24 AM

Why Do Good Things Happen to Bad People?

"The authors are built more like little children." Dogbert said, "And the tournament is basicly their playset. I mean; it ain't Tinkertoys and Legos, but you have to wonder. Who else would consider saying that Spiderman can take on Deadpool?"

"He did." Dilbert told him, "And that matters."

"Why?" Dogbert continued in rhetoric. "The only reason this tournament, no, two reasons this tournament was made was

1) The people making it end all petty feuds
2) They can create their own warped mindsets

"It is not science: it's a fact! I believe that they are literally placing their fingers on THE BUTTON!"

"WHAT BUTTON?!!!" Dilbert yelled, now irritated and somewhat scared of Dogbert's belief. With that, Dogbert chuckled.

"Poor man. You don't understand. It's like creating life: You made it, and you may have to end it. But what if you don't end it. What if you make it live forever, or make it invincible. I don't know. But, not all the Deuses ex Machinas and alterations can alter what they can create. And with that, they might not press the button... before accidentally handing fate to the creations. Then we are, well, screwed."

"Okay, bad dog! No more CNN after 7:30!" Dilbert told him.

KingEli

03-29-2006, 08:49 AM

JLA/Avengers: Doomsday Redux

"Hold Big Blue!" Said Guy Speeding to the Figght.

"Guy!" Called Captain America from The Bug

"Yo!"

"Can you gives us a Heads up?"

"Yeah. There's Doomsday, War Machine, and a Girl Wereing All Red with a Squireel looking Chick. I got Lobo with me."

"What the Deal with this Doomsday guy?" Asked Luke Cage

"Well........let's just say he damned near killed Me and Superman." Said Blue Beetle. "He's VERY tought."

"Booster How's your new armor?" Asked Iron Man.

"It's Great, doesnt feel Bulky.....no offense Ted."

"None Taken!"

"Alright Team, Jess you are on Crowd Control With me and Ted, Tony you take Care of War Machine, Luke you and Booster Help Guy and Lobo With Doomsday....I'm going to Call Captain Britan, we'll need him." Said Cap.

Lord of Nonsensical Crap

03-29-2006, 09:40 AM

To whoever handles this upcoming fight (I doubt I will, as my knowledge of Tenchi Muyo and Vash the Stampede is still pretty frail), if the going gets really tough for the attackers, Preus, Yura of the Hair, Sing (Kung-Fu Hustle),Vargas (Psylocke's killer) and Rose Wilson/Ravager will arrive as backup. And if angels start showing up, the attackers will be teleported out of there.

OverMaster

03-29-2006, 09:47 AM

Lord of Nonsensical Crap

03-29-2006, 11:30 AM

Chibi Democracy

"Hey, no fair, Captain Fathead is getting away!" one of the Chibi-Vellinors shouted, seconds before he was eliminated by an energy blast from a Mazoku. An instant later, two more Chibis burst out of the charred patch of earth where their predecessor had once stood.

"Aw crap, the boss is going to feed us to the gerbils again, I just know it," another Chibi muttered as he dodged a shrieking Ringwraith.

"So whadda we do? We won't catch Orochi at this rate -- not while these losers are bugging us," another Chibi said as he casually fended off the assault of a sword-wielding Mazoku.

'LOSERS?" the Mazoku shouted. "I'll cut you for that, you little -- "

"Do you mind?" the Chibi snapped, bashing the Mazoku over the head with a mallet. "We're in the middle of a discussion here!"

"Okay, tell you what, Number Five . . . " said another Chibi riding a min-Geno Breaker.

"I'm Seven," the Chibi replied, pointing to another Chibi, "THAT'S Five."

"No I'm not!" the other Chibi exclaimed. "I'm Twelve! THAT'S Five!"

"No, I'm Twenty-Three!" the aforementioned Chibi said. A second later, he was sliced half from behind by a Ringwraith, only for his shorn halves to transform into two separate Chibis.

"Whatever," the first Chibi said. "I say we vent our frustration on these losers, murderize them, and then try to catch up with Orochi afterwards. All in favour?"

All of the Chibis simultaneously raised their hands -- and were subsequently stabbed or shot down by their respective opponents.

"All opposed?" the lead Chibi called out. Of course, none of the Chibi answered, as they were all lying on the ground dead. A second later, though, more Chibi rose up to take their place.

"Right, it's settled! GET 'EM, BOYS!"

As one, the Chibis drew katanas, knives, corkscrews, spatulas, spoons, and toilet plungers, and leapt on the startled Mazoku. The screams of dying demons echoed through the air as the Chibis did their work.

T51R

03-29-2006, 02:42 PM

~The trouble with Superpope Prime~

"WHY THE HELL DO YOU HAVE TO BE SUCH...WELL, SUCH A DICK!?" Kansai's phase shift again denied the golden blade of the Sword of Superman its prey as the Dick of Tomorrow stopped the sword in mid-swing and reversed the arc into a vertical cut followed by a diagonal one. Above them, the red skies over Metropolis had drive the populace of the city into a panic; the Dimension Tide had arrived, and the Precrisis Multiverse began to tremble as it was drawn into the greater Omniverse by the will of Heaven itself.

"Sorry friend," Superman smiled while flying backwards, "but I have a pretty strong feeling that I can't trust you with this sword," he held the Sword of Superman before him and indicated the blade. "And I'd really like to know exactly where you came from, or at least what you intend to do here before we go any further."

"WHAT THE F*CK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?" the God-Killer snapped through his full-faced mask while pointing at the Dick of Steel, "YOU JUST TRIED TO MARRY ME TO A GORILLA! WHAT KIND OF DICK DOES THAT!? YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE A HERO!" Behind him, Kadachi's Warding Circles had begun to glow brightly enough to bathe the city below with luminescence, illiciting even more panic from the denizens of the city.

"Kansai," the Angel muttered, a wicked smile on his face, "let's end this. We don't have the time for one of those grandiose slugfests."

"If you're thinking about destroying Metropolis with those," Superman sped his way around the God-Killer with speed greater than that of a speeding bullet, headed straight for the Angel, "I'm afraid I just can't allow it!" He swung the sword yet again. "And with the Amazonian swordsmanship that I have learnt from Wonder Woman, I'm sure that you'll find me to be a more worthy opponent than those poor people below us!"

"Why do you old heroes always assume the obvious," the angel sighed while drawing one of his own katanas with a single arm, the gleaming blade with its edge glowing a birght blue bit deeply into the Sword of Superman, "we couldn't give a sh!t about Metropolis. These were meant...for you. ELECTRON CHAIN!!!" The Dick of Steel lurched as though he was experiencing a seizure of epic proportions as the bolts of lighting shot from the Warding Circles, and coiled around each other as the atmosphere around them began to glow from the static electricity charge. In the city below them, electronics smoked and sparked as they overloaded, traffic lights exploding as their bulbs burst and the wires leading to them melted and fused while across Precrisis Earth, the massive output shut down everything electronic with its EMP pulse. "Enough electrical energy to power the planet for eternity...enough to knock you down but not kill you. Kansai?"

Superman barely managed to catch a glimpse of the God-Killer through the pain as he moved in slowly, and slammed an armoured gauntlet into his spine hard enough to send him to the ground below and through it, Metropolis vanishing in the pyroclastic cloud kicked up by the impact's shockwave, the planet's crust giving way as the Dick of Steel found himself plummeting through the mantle, and then through the molten magma and iron of the core. A split second later, the ground on the other side of the planet, exploded out into space as the Kryptonian fell through the Earth, and shot towards the Moon, Precrisis China now in orbit. In fragments. He found blood exploding through his guts and out of his mouth as he made contact with the lunar surface, the force of the landing blowing a chunk of the curface out into space large enough to create a second Sea of Tranquility. He grunted with the pain as he propped himself up with the Sword of Superman, struggling to stand, and then kicked away as the Angel fired again, the lighting arcs tracing his path through the core of the planet and then impacting the Moon surface, from the other side of the Earth. "Are...*urrh* are you Kryptonian...like me?" He again struggled to stand. And then found the God-Killer before him again, the reverse-backfist catching him square in the jaw, propelling him across the expanse of space and finally to the scorched surface of Mercury, on the dark side of the planet.

"By the time we're done with you, you'll wish we were. Now I'm going to say it again, one more time. We only want the Sword of Superman and some of your essence, a small part of your soul. I will see to it that Kadachi takes only the littlest piece, so you have nothing to fear. Your multiverse does not have to die today. What say you?" Kansai extended his armoured paw towards the Dick of Tomorrow, who was still struggling to stand, clutching his side while brandishing his sword with his other hand. "These are the only things that Lord Vellinor wishes from you, and we are here to see that you deliver. Surrender what we ask, and we will leave your multiverse and allow it to follow the course decreed by The Prescence. Fail to do so, and we will harness every soul within it, and then destroy it. As it has always been, everything rests within your hands. What say you?"

"But...but you can't..not yet..." Superman spat while finally making it back to his feet, "not before..." The Dick of Tomorrow gathered all the might he had left, and focused his will into two red streams of energy hotter than the sun. Straight into the God-Killer's mask. More. He tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword in his hand, felt as he solar energy within him reached critical levels as he forced it to the surface, every ounce of himself shooting forth in the hope that the desperate gamble would work against a being that seemed to defy all odds. She finally fell to his hands and knees, spent. He tried to lift his head with the strength he had left, a gasp leaving him as he realized that the God-Killer's mask hadn't even been singed.

"Pathetic..." Kansai took a step towards him. "I trust that is your answer? Then..."

T51R

03-29-2006, 02:43 PM

~The Trouble with SuperPope Prime, Part duex~

The Encephalon Effect began to roll in just then, time and space shimmering as the Precrisis Universe shifted, merging with another before it was drawn into the greater Multiverse that had already been formed on the other side of the material plane. Solar flares, large enough to lick at the Sun's closest sattelite illuminated the surface where they stood as the ripples of hyperspace became visible for but a moment, light bending along with the fabric of reality, the planets and stars themselves transcening temporal barriers and then becoming one with those from yet another Verse. It was over in the span of a picosecond, the only entities immune to it the ones not bound by the will of any diety: Kansai, Kadachi, and Tiki who was still hiding in the God-Killer's cloak.

"The Dimension Tide." Kadachi smiled, watching as the solar flares licking Mercury and supercharging its surface with solar energy subsided. Time shifted around them, again the planets seemed to displace themselves as if there were part of a mirage. And finally, the Sun echoed the will of Heaven one final time before the trans-spatial merging completed itself; a last, enormous solar flare curled its way across the planet's surface and washed over them, and then stopped. Brighter it grew, the Ultimate Force going to work, reformatting the elements of the Precirsis Universe with forces in and of itself, rebirthing it with motherly love as it was the will of the Goddess, Belldandy. The Last Son of Krypton stood for a moment, in the raging solar energies of the Sun's violent kiss as the planet began to glow white hot from the outpouring of energy, and was then wicked away with the flare, towards the yellow star in the distance. The upheaveal and fusion of dimensions slowly subsided, and when all was said and done, only the Extracontinual trio were left standing on the dark side of Mercury in a sea of molten slag that once comprised the crust of the planet, a sea which was quickly solidifying once again.

"Hmph," Kansai snorted through his mask, "what the hell does a guy have to do to get a tan in this Verse..."

"Well ow that was a surprise, it looks as though Yggdrasil's beginning to process more quickly. It's almost over." The angel unfurled his wings and soaked in the heat for amoment. "Ah, it feels good to be warm again," he smiled and then looked into the star that brught life to the solar system, "Do you feel it as well?"

"Superman's energy signature, right at the heart of this star." Kansai nodded. "Marginally stronger, hardly worth noticing. Kadachi, I tire of this Verse. One dick like that was enough. Let's get the Sword of Superman, and present what we have gathered so far to Vellinor."

"Agreed," the Angel nodded, the molten seas of slag exploding off the surface of Mercury from the shockwave as the pair took flight, not a split second later arriving on the Chromosphere. "I'm still cold," Kadachi sneered as the solar winds, charged particles blasting past them at a million miles an hour carried hardly enough force to move Kansai's cape and cloak. "Below the surface, he is there. In a fortess."

"Lets go," the God-Killer walked a small distance across the surface of the star, then knelt. He opened his armoured hand, and plunged his fingers into the molten surface. The solar system darkened for a minute or so, as the solar flares died and the star flickered in the skies of Earth. They descended through the radioactive zone, and in a moment reached the core. "There," he pointed towards somthing enormous at he stars geometric center. "Perfectly centralized. Kadachi, temporal coordinates from our last location?" he rubbed his fingers together as the solar energy passed bewteen them, "seems a bit older."

"About nine thousand years older to be precise," Kadachi muttered while still moving towards the fortess at the literal heart of the Sun, "it seems there was a temporal shift scheduled by Yggdrasil," he said as they arrived at the armoured hull of the fortress, and shifted through it. A moment later, Kansai shifted in beside him as Tiki scuttled out of the God-Killer's pocket.

"KANSAI YOU BASTARD, DO YOU EVER WASH THAT UNDERWEAR OF YOURS?!" The peg-legged hamster spat while pulling off a gas mask.

"Quiet, he is here." Kadachi unsheathed one of his blades and slashed through a wall, wich Kansai tapped down, to the sound of sobbing.

"Well now, I'm glad that you realize the inevitibility of it all," the Angel muttered as he approaced the 'S' emblazoned throne overlooking the oceans of energy flowing at the heart of the star where the sobbing seemed to be coming from. "What say you, Superman? Of our...offer."

"Oh good evening, gentemen." The voice startled the trio, who looked to the side of the room to find a female ape with a tray full of food in her hands walking towards them. "Dear," she called out to the man seated in front of the window, the golden Sword of Superman by his side on a mantlepiece. "You didn't tell me that we would be having visitors. Please forgive him, hes been this way since we were married." She set the tray down on the cold table. "Please have aseat, I'm sure he'll be with you in a miunte. Dear, your guests are seated," she called out, only to be answered with more sobbing.

"What is this..." Kadachi stammered as the ape approached them, wearing a pair of jeans and a loose shirt.

"Who," she raised a finger, "who is this. I will not stand for primate jokes in tis house young man, Angel though you may be." She sxtended her hand towards the God-Killer. "Plase forgive my husband's manners, he has been depressed since our wedding although I am sure it is through no fault of mine. Oh where are my own manners," she smiled at Kansai while motioning to an empty chair, which she pulled out. "My name is Ari. Please be seated, my husband will be with you I'll see to that." With that she turned back to the throne again. "CLARK DEAR! See to your guests!" the ape bellowed while the trio next to her grew massive drops of sweat.

"What...shat is this sh!t..." Kansai muttred while sitting down.

"LANGUAGE!" Ari, ever-eloquent ape slapped him across the back of his head, causing him to fall face-down onto the table. With a candle through his forehead that also stuck out the back of his skull.

"BWAAAAAAAAAAAHHHAHHAHHAA...he's dead again!" Tiki rolled over laughing beside the God-Killer's corpse, while Ari mader her over way to the throne.

"CLARK!"

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T51R

03-29-2006, 11:23 PM

~The Trouble with SuperPope Prime: The misadveture begins~

"Oh dear," Ari mumbled, setting napkins around Kansai's head to soak up the blood as Kadachi sat down and stopped fidgeting. "My aplogies, I had no idea how fragile his constitution was..."

"Please do not worry," Kadachi finally managed to steady himself, "it's sort of an horuly thing for him. If I may ma'am, might I ask why he refuses to address us?" the Angel motioned to the throne behid the female ape were the sounds of sobbing came uninterrupted.

"Yeah, is he too good for us or somthing? Because if he thinks he is, Kansai's gonna pe pissed as hell when he come back to life!" Tiki yelled, trying to be heard.

"LANGUAGE!" she smashed Tiki with a roll of newspaper, splattering him all over the table. "Oh my!"

"For him too," Kadachi sighed, while Ari poured him a cup of coffee and then sat down next to him.

"Well," the she began, while pulling out a wedding album and handing it to the Angel. "I happened a while ago. Or last week, depending on how you want see it." Kadachi causally thumbed through it, and found a large picture of the Superman Dynasty holding a golden-skinned goliath with a red cape while a a younger man in futuristic, partial body-armour and an armures "S" brand on his chest was about to punch him, with dimensional energy flowing around his fist. The annotation on the gold plaque below the photo read, "You're ruining everything! You're ruining ME!!" In the background was what looked like a mass wedding, with the general populace of Earth stading in neat rows on one side of a massive field and primates of all shapes and sizes on the other.

"So, what exactly happened? And, when exactly is this?" Kadachi asked, as Kansai rose again and held out an empty cup.

"Coffee...please?"

"Of course, dear. One lump or two?" Ari replied, after excusing herself from the conversation. "Your friend here is rather polite, why don't you try to be more like him?" She poured the God-Killer a cup, and then turned back to Kadachi.

"Well, this is the 31st Century." She began, and was cut short as the massive stature of the golden goliath began towards them in small yet purposeful steps, leaving the Sword of Superman behind on the mantle, and on the seat of the throne, a golden Pope Hat with a large "S" on the front of it. On his finger, the last Green Lantern Ring in the 30th Century. He looked over the Angel, and the still-splattered peg-legged and patchy-haired hamster, and finally the masked God-Killer, Kansai, who was grasping his throat and trying to inhale, and finally fell dead again as he choked to death on a sugar cube which Ari had dropped in by mistake.

"He...they..." the Golden Goliath began to speak, and then finally swore loudly with tears of frustration running down his cheeks. "THEY MARRIED ME TO AN APE!!! SUPERBOY PRIME BROKE THROUGH THE BARRIERS BETWEEN DIMENSIONS, AND MARRIED ME TO AN APE!!! AND THE SUPERMAN DYNASTY TURNED ON ME, AND THEN MARRIED THE WHOLE PLANET TO GORILLAS, AND NOW SUPERMAN SECONDUS IS SITTING ON A POPE THRONE AND RIDING AROUND IN A POPE MOBILE! JUST LIKE I USED TO DO IN THE EARLY 20TH CENTURY! This cannot be allowed to continue..." he slammed his fist onto the table, causing the sund to dim for just a second.

Kadachi grew a immense drop of sweat as Kansai revived again, just after Tiki put himself back together. "Apparently, somewhere in Yggdrasil there was a pretty critical error..."

"No shit sherlock..." Kansai muttered, "I'm starting to think this guys isn't the biggest dick there is in the Omniverse"

"LANGUAGE!" Ari again belted the God-Killer with the roll of newspaper, and then walked over to the throne. "Here dear, put on your Pope-Hat. I'm sure you'll feel much better after that." She put the golden symbol of supr-dickery on the head of her husband, only to find herself shoved away.

"You don't understand Ari," SuperPope Prime bellowed again, "I gave them all their powers, and they turned agains me! Those ungrateful fools will..."

"Ahem," Kadachi cut in, "If I may propose a compromise, sir?" he asked as he pulled Ari off the ground, "as you may remember, we are here for both the Sword of Superman, and your essence; your soul."

Behind them, Kansai cracked his knickles as Tiki again jumped back into the God-Killer's pocket with its gasmask on.

"What!?" Ari almost screamed.

"That's right," the Angel continued, "however, if it suits you, I will only take a small part of your husband's soul, enough to allow the Sword of Superman to operate for our master, Lord Vellinor. And I'll leave it to you to choose which part of him I take. The alternative is..." The flash came from behind them, in the God-Killer's hand, a miniature Big Bang began to expand as the fabric of reality was pused backwards by the leading edge of the Encephalon Effect. "You'll get to choose whether this multiverse explodes...or implodes. Your choice. If you choose the former, we will assist in dealing with the Superman Dynasty that has betrayed you, and we will take their souls and their power from this verse, never to be seen again. If you choose the latter..."

~To be concluded...as Superman sets a new stadard for dickery across the whole damn Multiverse...and manifests a deadly new power!~

OverMaster

03-30-2006, 06:52 AM

-Day of Overkill, Part II-

"I JUST LOOOOOOVE THIS! Hell, yeah!" the massive white skinned figure of the Main Man growled in delight as he, Stitch and Luke Cage jumped on Doomsday's gigantic body, beginning to punch him as hard and fast as they could. "It's frag time for you, Rocky!!".

"I like such enthusiasm!" the now-intelligent behemoth chuckled darkly as he drove a spiked fist down into the Last Czarnian's stomach, running him through in a collage of gore splattering Experiment 626 and the Hero for Hire. Then he called out, "You, losers! Haven't you grabbed the kid yet?".

"Just a minute, please" Squirrel Girl asked as she jumped over a round shiny shield made of an unique super alloy thrown at her. She then ducked as the shield, like a boomerang, passed back flying over her head and back to the hands of its owner. "We're kinda busy here".

"Squirrel Girl!" Iron Man called out called from where he was busy in a standstill with War Machine, each armored hero holding his own against his counterpart, rays and punches frantically flying all over the clash's site as the armor-clad Avengers tangled in a deadly aerial ballet. "Why are you doing this? You always had such a positive view of the world! You always were willing to be the best heroine you could! And you, Jim!" he shouted to War Machine as he dodged another of his blasts. "Are you being mindcontrolled again? Fight it! You know we can help you...!!".

Without saying a single word, James Rhodes just flew straight into him at top speed then, tackling him down against the ground.

"Tony!!" Booster Gold shouted, from where he and Vash were rushing to go help Guy Gardner, who was placing Scarlet Witch inside of a green huge bubble trying to restrain her probability altering magic. He was sent back when Doomsday threw a badly beaten Stitch into his chest. With a disgusted grunt, Vash drew out a pair of guns and opened fire on Doomsday, his bullets harmlessly ricotcheting off the alien brute's stone skin.

But then, Lobo, wounds fully healed, jumped out of a mound of rubble, red eyes flashing with intense anger. "FRAGGIN' SONUVA FRAGGED B*TCH!!" he howled as he lunged back against Doomsday, pluging his rusty hook into his chest, trying to crack it open. "I'll teach you to try an' maim me, piece of--". His words were cut short at the moment when Doomsday closed his mouth with a solid punch.

Superman, meanwhile,was getting back to his feet, recovering from the Kryptonite poisoning, when he heard a known, despised voice, over him.

"Watch out, Man of Tomorrow... or should I say Man of Yesterday?".

Then someone jumped on him with uncanny strenght, taking him down again. And there he was, standing over him with an extremely cruel grin. Blonde, clad in golden and blue, long red cape flowing in the now snowy breeze. The 'S' shield on his own chest as well.

Preus.

Superman narrowed his eyes and let out a ray of heat vision, hitting the newly arrived villain square in the chin.

"You'll never be able to stand against the Master's will" a slender young woman in an outfit similar to Deathstroke's spoke, also arriving to the scene as if she had just come out of nowhere and attacking Captain America. "All hail the Master!" she yelled. "Death to the ones standing on his merry way!".

"You could say so, yes..." another female,this one with dark short brown hair and very scarcely clothed, chuckled, apparently amused. This one didn't seem to be brainwashed, though: it was obvious she was totally in control of her own actions as she whipped out a long strand of supernatural hair, and used it as a lash against Booster, Beetle and Spider-Woman. Blue Beetle yiped as he suffered a cut in an arm, one that could have hit him in the chest if he hadn't moved away in time; that wacky hair she had in her hands was as sharp as if it was made of metal. "I call dibs on the one with blond hair!" she evilly purred as she eyed Booster.

BG blinked. "Well, um, thanks, but... I like them hot, but not hot and homicidal, sorry!".

Meanwhile, not too far, InuYasha and Kagome were looking for Ryouga, who had gone missing... again...

"We are going to have to put a collar on that fool and have him tied to a tree at all times" IY grumbled, not really noticing the irony of being a half dog-demon saying that. He was sniffing around, trying to find the elusive lost boy's scent. "Ryouga! Ryouga, you moron, where are you?!".

Then he paused, surprised. He had just felt another familiar smell, and heard the commotion. He snarled as he pulled Tetsugaiga out. "Yura...? But how...? Damn witch...".

Sing was just arriving to the site as well when they all heard the powerful flaps of huge wings approaching. The Angels were coming; they seemed like nothing but approaching specks in the red sky at the moment, but their apparent size was quickly growing as they came.

"Aw, not..." Yura groaned, as she also saw InuYasha and Kagome, sword and bow in hands, running towards them. "More partypoopers... Even Silver Hair and his girlfriend are here! Mxy!" she called out. "Hurry up with the boy!".

Tenchi had been left facing the tiny Imp with the dead eyes. As the others fought, Tenchi had been trying to put down the small, deceivingly powerful caricature of a man with his Light Sword, just to find himself failing at each try. Whenever he slashed, the Imp just disappeared, then reappeared behind him and attacked him, forcing him to be in the defensive at all times. So far, the little man had been giving him merciful attacks,not really trying to hurt him at all. But now, it looked like all bets were off.

Mxy began to irradiate a burning aura out of his body, with so much sudden raw power that it sent everyone around him, including his own teammates, flying back and to the ground.

"What the hell is that?!" InuYasha growled furiously, while shielding Kagome with his body.

"Mxyzptlk's power..." Superman mused darkly, desperately trying to punch and fight his way through it. Emperor Azusa had trusted him with the Masaki boy's wellbeing. He was not going to lose him as he had lost Achika. But that magic was being too much for him. "A little help here... please...".

Then, some other force began to push against Mxy's power barrier as well. It was not enough to break through it, but at least it gave the Man of Steel some more pause to breath and try harder.

Captain America looked back,to see the Master of Magnetism floating behind them, exerting his magnetic shields against the Imp's barrier, obviously straining himself to his limits. "Magneto!".

"I'm..." Magnus snarled, fighting against the 5D power as best as he could, "... not going to let them win... not if they took my daughter... Wanda...".

For a moment, the Scarlet Witch's eyes seemed to flash with doubt. She saw Magneto, Captain America, Iron Man. The ones willing to fight for her. For a second, she seemed to hesitate, her lips trembling. But then, she remembered Vellinor.

Wanda pointed a hand towards Magneto, and let the hex hell to break loose. With a scream of pain, Magnus was sent back against a building, just as the Angels arrived... and to defends their owner from the power burning around him, Tenchi's Lighthawk Wings majestically rose to life.

Even the 5D Power bounced harmlessly off them for a seconds after that, and everyone was left open mouthed in awe. But then, the universe seemed to shapeshift around Tenchi.

Suddenly, he did not see himself in MUGEN Grounds, but in the middle of the fields near his house. He saw himself as a child once again, and his mother was walking towards him,with that warm, loving smile of hers.

Tenchi... It's me... Mom...Tenchi...!

Confused, the others saw Tenchi looking at Mxyztplk with glazed, fascinated, and yet so pained, eyes. They saw him suddenly lowering the Wings, retreating them back into his body, while whispering, "Mother...". And then Superman understood it.

"An illusion! TENCHI!" he warned, as he tried to fly through the still strong magical barrier. "NO! That's not her!!!".

Too late, though. With the boy's defenses down, Mxy just conjured a huge mallet out of nowhere and hit the hipnotized Tenchi on the head with it, hard, knocking him down and out.

"Target secured" he said as he grabbed Tenchi's fallen body. "Let's get out of here" he deadpaned.

"Understood" a female voice said into his ear, and then, in a series of quick flashes of light, he, Tenchi, and all of Vellinor's lackeys dissapeared at the instant.

"Tenchi!!" Vash cried out. "NOOOOOOOO!!".

"What the feetal's gizz was that?!" Lobo gruffed as he stood up again, the magical barrier gone now.

"The worst thing that could have happened" Superman replied coldly.

J Dog

03-30-2006, 07:21 AM

Duel of the Fate: Part 1

Seto knew what he was getting into, and he wondered why Mimi Tachikawa had a deck. But then... he saw Jack. Jack was heading towards him, not thinking about The Citadel as the locale for the fight, but rather at this spot.

"Seto! I challenge you now!" Jack growled. Fury was in his eyes, as he met with Rayden.

"Mheh heh." Seto chuckled, "You must be joking?"

"Damn not! I'm more than willing to go at it now!"

Seto stared at him with little intention, as it Jack was a mere roadblock on the way of victory. Seto's true intentions were to take on Atem one final time. He knew that he CAN defeat the pharoah before the Ceremonial Duel. but he yielded. "Alright. But this is just a small duel. 2000 Life Points. You can summon any monster of any level. I'll just incorporate the technology to read the Classic mode." With that, he adjusted his Duel Disk and one he brought. "I knew you didn't have a disk, so I'm going to LOAN you one."

He threw the disk, which Jack grabbed. Jack was thinking about defeating his adversary, so he was focused, even if it wasn't the de facto duel. "Let's hurry: I got better things tonight!" Seto told Jack.

DUEL!

"I go first." Jack told Seto. His deck already shuffled, he drew six cards. In it were Milus Radiant, King of Yamimakai, two Reinforcements, Black Illusion Ritual, and Guardian of the Throne Room. "I decide that I'll play the Dark King in Attack mode!"

A demonic fiend appeared as it said:

KING OF YAMIMAKAI

ATK: 2000 DEF: 1530

"I'll also play two cards." He places the Reinforcements face down. "Your move." Jack told Seto. Now, Seto already was prepared. He had Vorse Radier, La Jinn, Card Demise, Command Silencer, Emergency Provisions, and... obviously... a Blue-Eyes White Dragon.

This is going to be amusing, Seto thought as he placed Command Silencer and then he placed La Jinn in Defense Mode.

LA JINN THE MYSTICAL GENIE OF THE LAMP

ATK: 1800 DEF: 1000

I'll save the Blue-Eyes for the next turn so I'll really throw him for a loop. Mheh heh.

"Fine! I'll go now!" Jack said as he drew Luster Dragon. "I'll summon Luster Dragon in Attack Mode! You know, just to have some power."

LUSTER DRAGON

ATK: 1900 DE: 1600

"Alright! Now, Yamimakai!" Jack yelled, "Get that genie!" King of Yamimakai started to attack. "EVIL SHOCK WAVE!"

Mha ha ha!, Seto thought. "You just played my trap. COMMAND SILENCER!"

A totem pole appeared and left an annoying screech. "Blasted thing; can't it shut up?!!" Jack yelled. "It can't, fool! Your dragon and your King are deaf for one turn!" Seto told him.

"Crap!"

"My move." Seto told him, as he drew Ryu-Kishin Powered. "I'll play You-Know-What!" As he drew the Blue-Eyes White Dragon.

BLUE-EYES WHITE DRAGON

ATK: 3000 DEF: 2500

"Now, Blue-Eyes! Destroy the King!" Seto said, holding no regard for destroying Luster Dragon instead.

"Here it goes!" Jack told him. "I play two Reinforcements!"

REINFORCEMENTS (Trap): Increase a card's ATK by 500 during turn of activation.

With that, King of Yamimakai's attack becomes 3000, and thus dead even. With even attack, both were about to get killed...

J Dog

03-30-2006, 07:26 AM

Mimi Tachikawa and Sora Takenouchi: The Suited Heroines... maybe

Mimi left Sakura to visit up with Sora Takenouchi, her true best friend, while knowing the fact that she might end up battling Cosette. As soon as she met up with Sora, something happened.

(This is before the battle in which Mxy and Doomsday kidnapped Tenchi)

"Mimi! Mimi!" Sora yelled as she ran to her. "Put your suit on! I'll tell you the rest!" Sora and Biyomon were coming, but Sora was in a similar suit to Mimi's. "First off, Dilbert built seven more of these. Each for every DigiDestined. Now, I'm telling you this because Tenchi might be kidnapped!"

"Who's Tenchi?" Mimi asked. "I don't know him, but what's wrong?"

"Because if he's kidnapped, bad things might happen!" Tai and Matt said, also with Sora. However, they were not wearing any suits. "It's a guy thing." Matt told them.

"Is Tenchi THAT big?" Mimi asked again.

"Hell yeah! That kid's smart!" Dorado said, from behind. He and Garet, after an odyssey of attacking lizards, homosexual streeties, and toilets left them slightly dazed. But they were raring. "Look, I don't know about the combat, but I know one thing: Tenchi has plenty of brains. But he's childish. If you warp his mind, he's defenseless!" He paused. "I'm gonna be fighting them, so it's probably best to take a look at them."

"Who are you?" Tai asked Garet.

"I'm Garet of Vale! And I'm a Psynergist! I'll tell ya later."

"Hold on." Dorado said. "I'm calling Jack."

Jack just saw the King of Yamimakai and Blue-Eyes White Dragon obliterated, but his cell phone rang. "What is it?" Jack asked. "I'm busy fighting Kaiba."

"It's Klap! I'm telling you we are going to see about Mxy and Doomsday! Can you come?"

"Um... I would, but I'm fighting Seto." Seto stared at him. "Need to help someone else? I'd be more than happy to give you a twenty minute breather for this. If you don't come back in twenty minutes, you lose by forefit. Got that!"

Jack nodded and headed off. Within moments, Jack, Dorado, Garet, Mimi, Palmon, Biyomon, Gabumon, Agumon, Tai, and Matt saw the fight. Tenchi got whacked and was hoisted away. Within moments, they wanted to talk to them.

(This is after It Sucks To Lose)

"What happened?" Dorado asked the Man of Steel. "You had it and WHAM!"

"Kid. Doomsday and that nutcase kidnapped fellow teammate Tenchi." The Kryptonian replied.

"So, you are the Saviors of Space?" Dorado said. "Heh heh. How am I goin' break it to ya that I might end up fighting you soon?"

KingEli

03-30-2006, 08:48 AM

It Sucks To Lose:

"Dammit." Was Cap could say looking at the Damage cause by their Rumble with Vellinor's Lackeys

"Is Everyone All Right?"

"Yes and No." Said Tony "Who did this, this is just leaving us with more Questions than Anwsers."

"Damn, that thing can hit hard, Thank God for Unbreakable Skin." Said Luke coming up from the Rubble picking up Sticth.

"Wanda.........AAAAAHHH!!!!" Screamed Magneto Destroying a Random Building Narrowly missing Inuyasha and Kagome.

"Hey, Watch you Purple Wearing Freak!" Shouted Inu at Magneto

"You better Shut up Kid.....If you Know what's good for ya." Said Guy, getting Up Booster,Beetle and Spider-Woman.

"Magnus.....Listen I will--"Said Cap before getting cut off.

"Save it, Captain, this is the Second time I lost my Daughter due to some outside forces.....I WILL find her again and I will save her myself." Said Magnus putting back on his helmet

"She is....was an Avenger as well, so you won't be alone." Said Iron Man

Lord of Nonsensical Crap

03-31-2006, 06:52 AM

Later on, Hild, after watching the recent battle with interest, suddenly recieved a phone call. Naturally, she knew who it probably was.

She picked up the reciever. "I was wondering when you would call, Lord Vellinor," she said with a smile. "I take it you have the boy?"

"Yep," Vellinor replied on the other end, glancing down at where Tenchi lay unconscious in a stasis field while his science team monitored him. "He won't be getting up any time soon, I'll give you that. That Imp of yours really gets the job done. Mind if I borrow him for a few days?"

"You already have those Imp-Clones of yours, don't you?"

"Drat, that's right. I wondered what happened to those idiots anyhow?"

Elsewhere . . . .

(Shot of the Chibi-Vellinors standing by a street corner amid a pile of dead Mazoku, waiting for a bus)

"Ah, I'm sure they're fine," the Trickster muttered to himself. "So, now that we have the kid . . . . .what should we do with him?"

"Good question," Hild said. "We certainly can't kill him, as that would leave his precious team without a member."

"What if we were to strip him of the Power Jurai and return him?" Vellinor asked with a grin. "Not only would it annoy the hell out out of Orochi, BUT it would also completely shatter the kid's ego! And, of course, no one would be able to pin the blame on us .. . especially since I can arrange things to suggest that this was Orochi's doing."

The Trickster paused as he waited for the Hell Queen to respond.

********

"What happened here?" Alaniel asked as he and Anzell walked onto the scene. They had been busy searching for Skuld when they had heard the sound of a commotion.

Luke Cage slowly turned to face them, looking quite solemn. "A whole bunch of bad guys showed up and took the kid from the Saviours Team . .. . Tenchi, I think his name was."

"Tenchi Masaki?" Alaniel said in surprise. He took a glance at the bereaved Team Saviours. "This is bad."

"How so?" Anzell asked.

"Tenchi holds the key to the Power Jurai from his own universe," Alaniel muttered. "Whoever captures him could potentially gain control of the Power Jurai. Plus, there's also the fact that his mother was kidnapped from the hospital just a few hours before."

"Someone is clearly making a habit of kidnapping Masakis, then," Captain America said as he approached them. "Captain America at your service. Like you, I want to get to the bottom of these attacks."

Anzel nodded and shook his hand. "If these two attacks are linked, then -- "

She was cut short when her cell phone rang. With a sigh, she pulled it out. "Hello? Master Chief? Really, what kind of situation?"

The goddess' fair face suddenly creased into a frown. "Attacked? Special Forces men? Were any of you hurt? Sakura? How is she? Any idea why they attacked you? Alright, stay there and watch over the two girls until I give you further instructions."

Anzell pocketed her cellphone. "There was another attack just prior to this one," she said. "Special forces men came from out of nowhere and attacked Team Dan and two of my own team members in a damaged section of the training grounds. A girl from Team Dan is currently in hospital with life-threatening injuries."

"Special forces men?" Alaniel echoed. "According to what I've heard, it was Special Forces men who attacked the hospital in the first place."

Captain America frowned. "Strange. The people who attacked us were super-powered for the most part. They even included a few ex-Avengers, though whether they were brainwashed or acting of their own free will, I can't say."

"Obviously they came prepared to deal with superheroes then," Anzell muttered. "We'll have to be on the lookout and try to figure out the pattern behind all these attacks. Whoever has been orchestrating these clearly has a lot of resources and planning at their disposal."

Alaniel leaned closer to Anzell. "Do you think Vellinor's behind this?" he asked.

The goddess shook her head. "I don't know," she said. "I honestly don't know."

KingEli

03-31-2006, 07:33 AM

OverMaster

03-31-2006, 09:28 AM

"What if we were to strip him of the Power Jurai and return him?" Vellinor asked with a grin. "Not only would it annoy the hell out out of Orochi, BUT it would also completely shatter the kid's ego! And, of course, no one would be able to pin the blame on us .. . especially since I can arrange things to suggest that this was Orochi's doing."

The Trickster paused as he waited for the Hell Queen to respond.

"Hmmm". She pondered it for a few moments, then smiled faintly. "First, I must warn you, taking the power away from him won't be an easy task to begin with... It's very, very engrained into his genetic code, and it is a lot of hard to handle power to boot... But... Once you are done with him, mind if I have him for a little while before returning him? I would like him to meet some of my employees before going back to his camp".

Vellinor was puzzled. "Really? Why for?".

"I just want to add some mindgames into his way to further confuse him and our opponents" she replied. "Much like I am doing with poor Skuld and Morisato-kun, in a way... By the way, don't you have an idea of where could they be right now? I would hate to lose them.... Urd would never forgive me then... and looks like Orochi could have his own plans for them. It has me slightly worried, I must admit".

"Can't say I've been watching them lately. Do you want me to send a search party for them?" the trickster offered.

"It would be greatly appretiated" she nodded. "Tell them to meet my Agent Bell, who is also on the search for them, on the rooftop of the Fighter's Lodge as soon as you have them ready to go, please".

Lord of Nonsensical Crap

03-31-2006, 12:05 PM

Vellinor smiled and dialled a separate number. "Hello, covert ops division? Yeah, I'd like you to send team number 2 to aid that evil Powerpuff in finding that kid Skuld. What? Yes, Team #2. Oh come on, you know which one. Yes, THEM."

*******

Elsewhere, Bell was busy searching for Skuld when she suddenly heard strange music.

"Americaaaa . . . " a chorus sang from out of nowhere.

"What the heck?" the startled Bell exclaimed.

" . . . Americaaaa . . . . "

At that precise moment, the gust of wind blew past her as a red, white and blue chopper suddenly flew directly overhead.

"America! F*CK YEAH! Come once again to save the motherf*ckin day yeah! America! F*CK YEAH . . . "

As the evil Powerpuff watched in sheer and utter befuddlement, a rope extended from the chopper, and five jumpsuit-clad people expertly swung down the rope onto the ground in front of her. Bell's jaw nearly dropped: these people looked like man-sized . . . .marionettes . . . .

The foremost marionette-man -- a tall blonde guy -- came up to her. "Hi, you're Bell, right? I'm Chris, captain of Team America, and these are my teammates -- Gary, our covert ops expert, Lisa, our analyst, Joe, our martial arts expert -- "

"F*ck off, dipshit," Joe muttered.

". . . . and Sarah, our resident psychic."

Sarah made an unusual, wavy motion with her hands. "I sense that you are feeling very bewildered, Miss Bell," she said.

"Vellinor sent us to help you out in finding miss Skuld," Chris continued. "And in case you're wondering, Vellinor is on the same side as your boss."

Bell continued to stand in unblinking amazement. "I . . . .umm . . .. thanks . . " she mumbled. "How . . . .exactly . . . are you going to help?"

"Our chopper has lots of state-of-the-art tracking equipment," Gary replied. "Plus, we have Sarah to keep tabs on her psychic signiature. I doubt Skuld will get far before we find her."

Slowly but surely, Bell, still somewhat confused by the presence of the marionettes, nodded. "Okay . . .let's get going then."

*******

Elsewhere, in a dimly-lit room, a short figure sitting on a chair watched the events transpiring on a TV screen, and chuckled.

"Evewything is going accowding to pwan," Kim Jong-Il said to himself. "Soon Team Amewica will be wured into my deadwy twap, and all of Existence will be MINE . . ."

"Dammit Kim, get the hell outta my chair!" a voice shouted from the side. The Korean dictator could only yelp in alarm as he was kicked off the seat.

"Aw come on man!" Kim whined. "There's no other seats in this woom!"

"That's your problem, not mine," Vellinor muttered as he sat down in his recently-liberated chair and smiled to himself. Everything was going according to plan. Even if Bell and Team America didn't find Skuld, Vellinor could always arrange things to make poor Anzell think that he was the one trying to kidnap Skuld. That way, Anzell and her allies would serve the convenient purpose of keeping the kid safe and sound and preventing Orochi from getting to her. Under such a cloistered, protected environment, Skuld's angst and anxiety would grow, and Hild's plan would come to --

"Aw this channer sucks," Kim muttered. "Change it to somming else, like King a da Hill or Ennertaiment Tonight."

"For the last time, no!" Vellinor growled. "It's my TV, and I'll watch whatever the hell I like." He paused. "How did you get in, anyway?"

"I came in frough the door, why?"

Vellinor scratched his chin thoughtfully, then smiled. "Oh that's right, I briefly turned the security system off when I went out to get smokes." He pressed a button, and numerous sentry guns instantly popped out of the walls. Kim barely had time to scream before phaser fire reduced him to a flaming puddle of goo.

"Sweet! An indoor campfire!" The Trickster pulled out a stick with marshmallows on it and began to roast them over the fire. "This day just keeps getting better and better . . ."

OverMaster

03-31-2006, 12:44 PM

- Dance of the Vampire: Prelude-

Near the Fighter's Lodge, hidden between some bushes, Team Mercenary waited as B.B. Hood watched with high tech binoculars at the window of Team Vampire's room.

"Bo-ring" Deadpool yawned. "Bo-ring, boring, oh so boooooring. Why don't we just charge in and off the bloodsucker already?".

"Can I remind you of what happened when we tried that approach with Geese Howard?" Deathstroke asked. "We'll play it smarter this time. We are going to wait until Tendo is away from her teammates, then stake her through the heart. But we have to catch her out of the Lodge. We can't barge in there now the Angels are looking for us for killing Howard".

"Not to mention Howard himself also must be in the hunt for us" Naga mused. "This stinks. And I bet Lina is having a great time while I suffer so unfairly!".

"Shut up, Drama Princess" Hood grunted to her, keeping her own voice low. "Hmm. Demitri, always the same shameless womanizer. What are you doing with that Chinese bimbo now...?".

"What? Let me see! Let me see!" Deadpool snatched the binoculars away from her and took a good look at the window. "Hey, they aren't doing anything! They are just watching the fight on TV!".

"Ha hah!" the little girl laughed at him. "Made you look, perverted dumbass!".

"Let's stay professional!" Slade scolded both of them. "Hood, why do you think Moore wants the Tendo girl dead? She isn't even one of the contestants, just part of Maximoff's harem".

"Yeah, but then again, she's the smartest of the bunch by far" the blonde pointed out. "And she has such a sharp edge in her personality, too... Predative, in a way. She obviously was, in life, the kind of person likely to take advantage of others... and now she is vamped, that must mean her Bloodlust is going to gain the best of her soon".

"What do you mean?" Naga asked her.

"Well, duh. Ain't it obvious? A vampire lives for the blood. They have restrained themselves so far, but they all would like to go out for prey. Now, the other bimbos seem to be fine controlling themselves, but the Chinese and our target seem to be having a hard time with it. The cook, however, has some selfcontrol, and the other two Tendo girls actually seem to be kinda scared of their own Bloodlust. I guess those weren't such bad persons before being vamped".

She half-sighed. Her thoughts went back to that idiot Ranma again. He obviously was in love with the one named Akane. He would be so sad when he learned they would have to kill her sister, and later, most likely Akane too...

Ugh, no, she told herself while shaking her head. Why should she care about what that cretin would think about her, anyway? He was a moron after all! And he had dared to beat her in the Tournament!

It didn't matter if he had seemed to be really concerned about her at the fight's end... Or how strangely cute he was... Or... Or...

"Ummmm, are you blushing now?" Deadpool asked, bringing her back to reality.

"NO!" she shrieked to him, angrily. "OF COURSE I'M NOT BLUSHING, AND I'M NOT THINKING ABOUT SAOTOME!!".

Naga sweatdropped, "... Saotome...?".

"Well, who would have thought about it" Deathstroke merely shrugged, then took over the binoculars and the watch duty.

T51R

04-01-2006, 08:50 AM

~The trouble with Superpope Prime, Conclusion: The Chronicles of Superdick the First~

The oceans rose and the coastal cities of the 853rd Century fell, not for the might of their master, but for the immense shockwave that sent a good part of that hemisphere out into the blackness of space. Buildings left thier foudations and were reduced to dust, clounds and moisture were pushed back to the other side of the globe while being kept close to the surface by the planet's gravity. Not much good that did for th planet's inhabitiants; the phenomenon manifested as a superheated, pyroclastic cloud of buring gasses that washed over entire contients rendering them devoid of life. It was the ocean's turn to fall, a pillar of water sent so high into the atmosphere from the impact of the blow that it blew out, literally into space leaving the receding waterlines on the beaches across the planet right at the continental drop-offs of the larger tectonic plates. As the rain fell lightly in a haze of droplets across the planet, the Angel lowered his fist and began again towards the Defender of the Neptunian oceans, the cold, lifeless body of Tempest dangling by its throat from his other hand.

"A wall of superheated water?" Kadachi smiled wickedly, tossing Tempest's body at the feet of Aquaman, "is this the best that this Verse has to offer? Is this the best you can do?" He shifted, the fabric of the 853rd Century's reality re-writing itself at his whim, placing itself three feet to his right and stuck out, the force of the spinning backhand sent the tidal wave rocketing away from the seaboard across the ocean. A snap, and then an explosion of red vapour as The Flash ceased to be, torn into molecules and larger droplets of material remains. "Perhaps I should awaken her," he motioned at Tempest's corpse, the skin flayed from its body as several feathers protruded from her chest and skull, "she would make a lovely pet in a way," the Angel chuckled as the anchor streaked towards him fueled by the rage of its wielder, only to fall to the ground after meeting with his open hand, the next shockwave blowing the sandy beach into the air.

"Damn you Angel," the Aquaman of the 853rd Century spat as a blue haze enveloped his adversary, whose majestic wings spread across the now-barren continental shelf dispersing the sentient molecules, living copies of The Atom. They began to glow, the wings, as Kadachi drew them in slowly and then thrust them skywards. Pinpricks of light trailed by bright streams of white exploded into the skies above and rained back down on the pair, many of them seemingly striking thin air and causing tens of thousands of small anti-matter explosions. The one that struck Auqaman however, created an explosion that wiped out the remains of the city and town behind them.

"Who are you..." the molecules reformed themselves into their originator; the Atom of the far-flung future. "No...what are you?" In the distance, the dying scream of that Century's Batman came on the wind followed by an explosion that caused the offshore tectonic plate to snap resulting in an earthquake that split the ground under them asunder. The Angel smiled again, duplicates of the Atom surrounding him as he drew a single sword from between his wings.

"We come to you the Destroyers, the Shatter of Worlds and the eaters of stars. Whether that is true or not, why do you not ask the souls of the dead when you join them...!" The single cut split the air, and then the surrounding baryonic material. The Currents of the Universe stopped along the length of it as the rupture in the elements of space returned all in the vicinity to nothing, the black disc growing over the hemisphere while o the surface, a wall of all-encompassing darkness gorged itself on the sentient Atom clones, as well as the populace of 853rd Century Earth. As Kadachi walked from the wall of blackness, he allowed his gaze to wander over the heroes before him, their clothes tattered and torn, their bodies broken from their previous combat. The Angel snickered as he started towards the 853rd Century Starman, draging his lower body across the gravel of the shattered city; his spine was broken in several places. Close to him was the highly advanced Hourman Android with a bridal train hanging down its back as well as a tiara on its head, somehow finding tears flowing down its cheeks. Next to him, chained to his ankle and wearing a tuxedo was a cybernetic gorilla munching happily away on a banana. Kadachi smiled his wicked smile as Starman levelled the Cosmic Rod at him, and fired. Not a moment later, the apparatus was shattered along with the arm that weilded it. Along with the neck it was attached to. The Angel approached the Hourman, and the Gorilla.

"Hey. Uhmm..." he looked around with trepadation. And then leaned closer to the andriod. "What in the tenth circle of Nifelheim happened to you!?"

It pointed into the distance as it wept. "That...he...why..." the machine sobbed as the gorilla patted it on the back. "Why...why did he do this to me...I mean...I thought he was a hero..."

"What are you talking about?" Kadachi found himself slightly anoyed, "and why are you wearing that, with a gorilla chained to your leg?!"

"BECAUSE THIS GORILLA IS MY HUSBAND! THAT BASTARD SUPERMAN MARRIED US THREE MINUTES AGO! AND WHEN STARMAN WOULDN'T HOLD HIS PEACE, SUPERMAN BROKE HIS SPINE WITH HIS FORCE VISION! Then he told us to go somewhere quiet and comsummate the marriage..." it began to sob again. "AND YOU RUINED IT! YOU RUINED OUR HONEYMOON!" The gorilla bundled Hourman's head into its chest while patting him on the back.

"Oh brother," Kadachi grew a immense bead of sweat, "I knew it. I knew it. Hey, look, we're gonna go pay The Prescence a little visit sometime soon, so, uh...we'll get it annulled alright?" Kadachi's only reply was a straight shot to the face from the Gorilla, which snapped his neck and sent his head over the horizon in a shower of blood that spewed in torrents from his neck. As he fell, the gorilla bundled Hourman into its arms and rose, grunting while it nodded towards the Love Hotel in the distance, in the middle of the runied coastline.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO O....."

-Somewhere far away, or as far as a really PO'd Hulk can throw a Superfiend-

"Damn it, I said SQUAT!!!" Kansai, wearinga drill Sergeant's hat with a small "S" shield on it slammed his armoured fist down on the skull of Superman One Million, the 853rd Centurys Superman, forcing his arse downwards on Vellinor's whoopee cushion, a lout farting sound filling the arena. He then turned to the rest of the Justice Legios that had come to Earth, as well as the thousands of Amazons that had come from Veusto lend their aid in the massive war. A war that had ended in moments, with a good portion of them being married to chimpanzees. "And the rest of you, SQUAT! SQUAT! SQUAT! I WANNA HEAR YOU BASTARDS PLAY CUREL ANGEL'S THESIS WITH YOUR ASSES! SQUAT!"

"I must say," Superpope Prime smiled with approval as he sat upon his throne wearing his golden Pope Hat with his hads upon the hilt of the Sword of Superpope, "Well now, I see that you're ready to proceed to the next level of Superdickery!"

"Dear, I must object to this treatment of your old surbordinates," Ari muttered whle resting her head in her hands while sitting on her own throne beside the Golden-skinned SuperPope, while motioning for yet another member of the Commonwealth of Humanity to leave as he knelt beofre her and offered up a diamond the ize of a coconut. "You know no good can come from this, don't you?"

"Silence, woman...uhmm, primate...uhmm..."

"Wife. Silence, wife. How many times do I have to tell you that dear?" She sighed while taking a glass of chilled banana juice from a bruised and beaten Owlwoman. "I release you from your binds. Please go, and try to find a life for yourself." She nodded, and Owlwoman gratefully scuttled away. Only to be knocked out by Kadachi's head re-entering the atmosphere from orbit. "Oh dear...Mr. Kansai, your friend..."

"Oh don't worry, it's an hourly thing for him too!" the God-Killer reassured her.

"Oh." she sighed again in resignation at the random insanity surrounding her.

"KANSAI!" The Pope of Tomorrow bellowed, "Bring forth my tormentor! Let me show you how Superdickery should be delivered!"

"What, making these guys play Tribute with whopee cushions isn't enough!?" the God-Killer shot back.

"Of course not, not until that little bastard wannabe pays for his sins against the multiverse! Ruining the timeline is a capital crime, and his childish ways are irritating. He must be stpped, at any cost!" SuperPope stood, and beckoned several dozen OMACs dressed like Alter Boys into the square where the remnanats of the Human COmmonwealth who hadn't been killed in the God-Killer's initial strike or married to primates in SuperPope's first Ordinance began to play the Wedding March. By squeezing whopee cushions bwteen their buttocks. "Bring him in, it is time for the Boy to become a Man, by right of Holy Matrimoy!"

:D

T51R

04-01-2006, 10:31 AM

~The trouble with Superpope Prime, Conclusion: The Chronicles of Superdick the First~

"You can't do this to me! When I grow up, I'm gonna be Superman! Don't any of you understand?!" Superboy Prime found the God-Killer's armoured paw around his neck, and felt his throat almost collapse from the pressure, more than enough to force a Supernova backwards on itself. "Hkk.." He strained to free himself from the straight jacket that he had been placed in, made of precrisis Kyrptonian cloth. His beard had grown a bit as well; he had been cast into a time-chamber to spend several thousand more years in solitary confinement in the span of several seconds by the Pope of Tomorrow.

"Shut...UP!" Kansai smashed his armoued mask into the young man's face with a headbutt that caused a shockwave with enough grunt behind it to flatten several cities across the continent, shattering his nose, cheekbones and parts of his forehead. "Man, I'm gonna enjoy snapping every one of your vertebrae...one by one! So you like to punch through dimensions? Ever felt what a multiverse-ender feels like? No?" the God-Killer drew his fist back as the fabric of reality began to rip around the planet, the tears beginning to spread through the combined multiverse which had been brought forth by Yggdrasil. "Pucker up, asshole. Because here it comes!"

"Enough! I thought that you'd understand by now," the Pope of Tomorrow rose while Ari screamed at the man in partial black armour to stop, "Kansai, dickery is a fine art. Let me show you the finer points on how it is done."

"What!?"

"Bring him before me, so that I may demonstrate a power that I have gleaned from the edges of time and space!" SuperPope stood proudly as Superboy was hurled to his feet from the square below. "Now, play the Wedding March, and OMACS, bring in...the harem!"

"You heard the man. SQUAT, YA BASTARDS! SQUAT! SQUAT!" Kansai bellowed as the masses again began playing on their whoopee cushions as several dozen Kryptonian Gorillas were ushered in, all of them wearing tuxedos and carrying wedding rings.

"Superboy..." Superpope stood with his hands on his hips before the spoilt bastard child of Krypton , "You will never be Superman, in fact, you're a disgrace to the Superman Dynasty. At least Prime over there has some musical talent..." he motioned to the Superman who was having his bloodied face slammed repeatedly into a whoopee cushion by the God-Killer, and with searing heat-vision with the intensity of a thousand suns, began to burn the S-shield off of Superboy Prime's chest as the younger man screamed in agony, through the staright-jacket.

"You're ruining everything! You're ruining ME!!" the Superboy of the 853rd Century snapped as enough of the Kryptoian cloth burned away for him to free himself, and pounced on the Pope of Tomorrow, raining blow after continent-shattering blow upon his head. "Why are you making me do this? Why?!" he screamed, until Superpope landed a haymaker of his own, snapping his jaw and sending the young man back down to the square.

"I'm sorry Superboy," the Pope of Tomorrow drew his Blessed Sword as he stood atop his dias, "I can't allow you to grow up to be a spoilt brat, and so I'm going to remove every one of your powers except for your immortality, so that I can teach you how to be Superman...and my lessons will last another ten thousand years! But first..." he levelled the blade of his sword at the younger man, but found him gone. A split second later, a dimesion-ripping blow sent him careening backwards, staggering the golden behemoth.

"Actually, you can call me Superboy... PRIME!" he spat as he landed a double axhandle on the older Kryptonian, and proceeded to unleash yet another furious flurry of blows.

"Ah-ha! I was ready for that this time," SuperPope smiled, and delivered a massive roundhouse that windmilled Superboy several times in mid-air, and then stomped down on his head. He stood again with his hands on his hips, hos foot atop the younger man's cracked and battered head, "Superboy, I find you guilty of crimes against the Multiverse, and hence I sentance you to be burned at the stake! OMAC's, bring the stake!"

"No..NO!!!" the younger man threw the Pope of Tomorrow off his feet, and flew back down to the square where he collapsed from the pain of the blows that Superpope Prime had landed on him. As he staggered back to his feet, he found a pair of green boots in front of him, and looked up. "Who..." blood fell to the ground, forming small pools at his feet. "Who...are you?" He looked up into the green mask, and then at his chest with the symbol of the Green Lantern emblaoned upon it. Then he caught a huge right cross with his already-broken jaw.

"HAL!" Another blow landed on his already broken nose, and yet another, and another...

"HAL! JORDAN! HAL! JORDAN!HAL! JORDAN! HAL! JORDAN!HAL! JORDAN! HAL! JORDAN!HAL! JORDAN! HAL! JORDAN..."

"Hey!" the Pope of Tommorow yelled from the top of the Dias, "Hal, will you stop one-punching people!? And what are you doing here in the 853rd Century?"

The Green Lantern shrugged, then landed one last, unexpected roundhouse across Superboy Prime's cheek before wandering into the crowd.

"Ahem. As I said before Superboy, you are a disgrace to the Superman Dynasty. And so..." The energy began to flow from out of Superboy Prime's being, returning to the S-shield on the golden chest of the Pope of Tomorrow. "As I promised, I'll strip you of all your powers. And now, you'll learn to become a man by right of Holy Matrimony! And now...I'll introduce you to your husbands!" With super-speed, he flashed around the bastard child of the Dynasty, and left him standing in a wedding dress, with chackles around his wrists and ankles and chains leading to the hands of the many gorillas surrounding him. "But, not only will you be married to these handsome primates, to make things easier on you and since you'll want to get to know them better, I've arranged for you to have your honeymoon with all of them...at once!"

"What...NO! You're ruining everything!When I grow up, I'm gonna be Superman! Don't you understand?! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!" He strained against his shackles, but instead struggled to even lift them.

"Silence!" the Pope of Tomorrow held his hand up in a nazi-esque manner, "It has been spoken, and it shall be done! And since you don't have a home to call your own..." he pulled out a huge poster of a dilapidated old apartment with broken windows and dodgy furniture, cracked floors and tattered curtains, "I'm giving you this apartment! This is what you get for marrying me to an ape...and you'll have to live in this rat-trap from now on!"

"No...NO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! I'M GONNA BE SUPERMAN! SUPERMA..." the former Superboy's protests died away as the gorillas dragged him away towards the Love Hotel in the distance.

"Excellent," Kadachi applauded, "Never have I seen levels of bastardry on such a scale. You sir, are a piece of work. And now that we have completed our part of the bargain..." he coughed, "Kansai, our part of the bargain?" There came a wet snap, as the God-Killer's hand clamped down on Superdick Prime's skull in spite of his Force Vision, and crushed his head into a fine red mist. "We intend to collect on your end of the bargain. The Sword, and Madame Ari many now choose which part of your soul I am to take."

SuperPope Prime merely returned to his throne, thought for a moment, and then began to speak. "Well, I did agree to it but...I'm beginning to enjoy my new position as the ruler of the galaxy! Why dont you join me, and I'll even make you my second in command? I'll even let you wear an S-shield, just like me!" An armoured gauntlet exploded through his chest and out his back, the God-Killer's only reply as his spine was ripped from his body, away from his ribs in an explosion of ages-old Kryptonian flesh.

"Request denied...now DIE." Kansai dropped the severed spine, and raked the black fingers back through the gold skin as torrents of Kryptonian blood bathed the throne and dias. Beside the pair, the Swrd of Superman began to move of its own accord, and vanished only to reappear in Kadachi's hand. "You bastard...YOU REALLY ARE A DICK! YOU'RE THE BIGGEXT F*CKING DICK I'VE EVER SEEN!" The energies, properties and currents of the merged precrisis began to flow, and fold as the multiverse began to collapse into Kansai's hand. And the sounds of agony again came from behind them.

"One-punch Hal" was at it again, betaing the crap out of Jobbersied while shouting his ame over and over.

"I can't believe this sh!t..." Kansai muttered as the mulitversal collapse began to gain even more mometum.

"You...fool!" the Pope of Tomorrow's eyes began to glow, "This is the power which I have gleaned from th edges of time and space...behold! SUPER-PRIMATE-POLYGAMY VISION!"

The God-Killer slammed his other hand into Superpope's chest, through the kryptonian flesh, his fingers siezing the heart of his betrayer. "DIMENSION TIDE!!!"

T51R

04-01-2006, 10:41 AM

~The trouble with Superpope Prime, Conclusion: The Chronicles of Superdick the First~

-epilogue-

"This sucks..." Kansai muttered as they floated in the Void, the merged multiverse now a memory as he held a piece of paper in his trembling hand. Beside him, Kadachi fused the essence of Superman Prime with the Sword of Superman, and gave it a practice swing. A stream of light lit the dark expanse, and the Angel smiled.

"Lord Vellinor will b pleased."

"Pleased my ass!" the God-Killer cursed, "what the hell did I do to deserve this!?" he shoved the piece of paper into Kadachi's hands,"What the hell do I do now!?"

"Kansai...this...this is a marraige licence! What the hell did you go and marry!?" Kadachi stammmered.

"I dunno, that bastard Superman hit me with somthing and before the f*ckin' multiverse collapsed he said that only the one Eternal Prescence could undo it!"

"Well, it would have helped if you had asked him about it again before collapsing the whole damn multiverse into his chest!" Kadachi retorted. "So. Exactly what did you get married to?"

Tears began to flow from Kansai's eyes as he pointed to the space beside him. "Her."

"Hello Kadachi, it seems that we're in a bit of a predicament, wouldn't you agree?" Ari sipped from the last cup of tea tha she had managed to save from the amalgamted DC1M and Precrisis multiverses. "Well, I certainly cannot approve of you doing that again," she motioned to the black Void around them as Tiki once again emerged form the God-Killer's pocket. "So in the future, I would appreciate it if you didn't end the multiverse you're standing in. It's a bit, well, disconcerting."

The pool of tears had grown to epic proportions under Kansai's feet as Kadachi and Tiki snickered, barely able to control themselves.

"And there's more too in case you're wondering." Ari continued. "I'm expeting you home, whever that may be, by seven every day because dinner will be ready at seven thirty. On Saturdays I get the groceries so leave me money, and I'll need a second car to go to the grocer's with. I'm not a fan of flashy sports cars either; they're expensive and impractical. So if you own one you might want to put it up for sale so that we can get somthing more family-oriented..."

"Dear gawds...I swear...please make it stop..." Kansai wept, "I promise not to kill you if you just make it stop..."

In the Void, Kadachi and Tiki's laughter drowned out Kansai's bemoanings of forced matrimony, all while Ari flat out stated what she expected to be provided as soon as she stepped into their new home.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!"

-Dream's Trailer-

"Ho, Damn!" Nudoru sat up with a fright, splitting his head open on Urd's knee. "F*ck..." he clutched his head as the blood and brans trickled through his fingers. "Man, I felt like...no way. Nah."

"Kaarage..." Urd knelt, trying not to laugh, "uhmm, do you feel alright?"

"No, duh...I felt like someone just sent me a few bits of combat data, like a NODES system upload, but it was way freakin' advanced. Not to mention disturbing." He rose. "Uhmm, Urd?"

"Yeah?" se looked down at her feet; it was the only way whe suld look at him at the moment.

"Uhmm. I thought you were already full grown. What's with the growth spurt?" He looked around, and found himself staring straight at Keima Morisato's chest. "What the f*ck..." In the corner, Miso's tiny form was huddled into a little ball while pointing at him. Still wearing a dress, bells and frilly skirt. "Oh...sh!t."

"Sorry Kaarage," Urd burst out laughing, along with everyone else in the room. "Looks like when you came out of The Dreaming, the Neko-Chan code followed you!"

The chibified God-Killer looked down his front, and found the very same skirt he had been in while messing around in The Dreaming. Cat-ears, bells, frills, and Neco-coneco underwear. "Oh man...THIS SUCKS!!!"

:D