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Hello everyone, I wanted to update all of you about the goings on. CBUB and the Forums - will be switching to MagneticFerret.com in the coming days. MOST of how the site is experienced now will remain the same with only some minimal changes. The Logo will be changed, some rules will be switch up and the website WILL contain targeted ads. Updates to the site will come slow at first while I attempt to learn the code, It has been some time since I fully delved into code and I don't want to make any mistakes that will be a hinderance, so changes will only be made when they are done so with confidence. Everything should be ported over so there should be nothing to worry about things missing. I would like to extend an extra bit of gratitude to Fox as he is allowing the site to live on even though he is retiring from the website, he could have simply closed up shop and taken the site with him. It would have been way easier for him to do that. He is not charging for me to take the site off his hands either so this is only possible due him being completely selfless. All that being said, I will do my best to keep or corner of the net as close as possible to the way we know and love it to be. Please feel free to ask questions below and I will answer them as I know the answer myself! Thanks, IKA3 points
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To be fair, it took some pretty extraordinary happenings in the world for that to come about. It wasn't a planned thing. People wanted something to do during lockdown. I do think the folks that have been playing around here over the last couple years and participating in the contests have been entertained. And now they are going to take it forward and do whatever they want with it, as I retire once more. Thanks!3 points
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Well, that certainly was a close one. Happy to see it. I'll start work on the next one soon.3 points
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THE BOTTOM LINE Al Rossi: Frat Fox draws two pistols but Pack Fox delivers a kick that sends them both flying! Andel Sanap: No curving bullets in this rematch! Miss Xanatos swings but Frat Fox dodges! Kicks to the knee of Miss Xanatos! Al Rossi: Pack Fox screams in pain! Frat with a right hand to the head of Pack! The crowd going nuts as the two ladies battle closer to the ropes! Another right! And a left to the gut of Pack! She’s really in trouble, Andel! Andel Sanap: Yes, Al. The assassin has Miss Xanatos literally on the ropes! Frat walks across the ring, now is charging towards Miss Xanatos with arm raised! Al Rossi: Going for a lariat! WHOA! Pack grabbed the arm and pulled Frat out with her! Both Foxes to the floor! Andel Sanap: Very resourceful by Miss Xanatos! Amazing how committed she is to wanting to defeat the assassin. Al Rossi: Hey! The Bunker ain’t big enough for two Foxes! Frat Fox is the first to her feet and YOWCH! Sends Pack right into the ring ropes! The ref is looking on, ready to start the 10 count. But Pack pulls herself up before the ref has a chance! Andel Sanap: But now she’s fallen down next to the skirt of the ring. The assassin is coming in again and BY THE FORCE! Al Rossi: Singapore cane! Pack Fox grabbed it out from under the ring! Caught Frat right in the face! Andel Sanap: The assassin staggers backwards as Miss Xanatos continues laying in shots! They’re heading toward the crowd! Al Rossi: Our fans need to get out of the way! The combatants head into the first row of chairs! Another cane strike to the back of Frat! She’s got a chair and swings! Andel Sanap: A thunderous blow! Knocking the cane out of Miss Xanatos’ hands! And another to the head! Miss Xanatos is down! Al Rossi: Frat tosses the chair to the ground is disgust. She motions to the ref to start the count! The ref checks on Pack Fox, and now begins to count. Andel Sanap: You can see the frustration on the face of Frat Fox. She is a trained assassin, I’m sure she thought she’d wouldn’t have had nearly as much difficulty with Miss Xanatos as she has had thus far. Al Rossi: The ref at 5! 6! Pack Fox is pushing herself up to her knees. Now to one knee. That’s enough to break the count! Frat grabs the fallen cane! She swings it down andSHE CAUGHT IT! Pack Fox caught the cane, stopping it inches from her head! Andel Sanap: Such resilience! Miss Xanatos yanks on the cane, drawing in the assassin close enough to deliver a punch to the jaw! She spins with the cane sending the stunned Frat Fox into the ring post! Al Rossi: Now Pack Fox is throwing away the cane! She’s got the chair! Frat is still shaken from that collision! She turns and YOWCH! Andel Sanap: BY THE FORCE! A brutal headshot from Miss Xanatos! And again! The assassin is down! Al Rossi: The ref’s waving Pack Fox off! He’s starting the count! But it might be academic at this point! Frat is just twitching on the concrete! Andel Sanap: It may indeed all be over, Al! Referee: 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! Ring the bell! Winner: Fox Xanatos! Al Rossi: What a finish, Andel! Andel Sanap: Yes, and what a pair of battles! I truly hope that the Fox we are honoring tonight enjoyed these tributes. They have been the one who has allowed the TCC and our organization to be able to exist. By allowing individuals from across the multiverse to come together, they have created places where anyone can create their own stories and worlds. And for that, may I say, @Fox, may the Force be with you! Al Rossi: Amen, partner! Thanks, @Fox, for all your work to make matches like this possible! We can only hope to keep it going and continue creating great action for all you fight fans out there! So until next time, for Andel Sanap, Philippa Forrester, Chloe Bourgeois, Justin Roberts, and Mercy, I’m Al Rossi saying so long from the Bunker! Fox: David? Are you here? Hmm. Nothing like coming home from a good day’s work. Even if you don’t remember where you’ve been. Crowley: Oh, don’t worry, darlin’. We know where you’ve been. Fox: Crowley! Mr. McMahon! Mr. Pegasus?! What are you doing here? Are you here to see David? Mr. McMahon: Shut up, lady! Don’t play cute with us! We watched the whole thing! Did you really think you could work for those traitors and we wouldn’t know about it?! Maximillian Pegasus: Now, Vinny. I’m sure Fox didn’t mean to embarrass us. But we really can’t have people so close to the Nine consorting with the enemy, can we? Fox: Now wait a minute! What are you saying? Crowley: We’re saying that you’ve been a bad girl. Now it’s time to take your medicine. Miss America? Fox: Aargh! Get off of me! Let go of me! Tell her to let go! Crowley: What do you think lads? Shall we have our lady friend break our vixen’s arm, her neck? Mr. McMahon: Or we have her do that freezing spell again! Yeah! Freeze her! Then shatter her into a million pieces! David Xanatos: Don’t you think that would make too much of a mess? Fox: David! Stay back! Maximillian Pegasus: Well, well. So glad you could join us, Davey boy. You’re just in time for Fox to get her just deserts. Mr. McMahon: And consider yourself lucky you don’t get the same, Xanatos! Some genius you are! Letting your wife run off to the Bunker without even knowing about it! David Xanatos: Not really. I did know about it. In fact, I wanted her to go. Crowley: Are you off your rocker?! You sent your wife to that nerd barn without telling us?! Maximillian Pegasus: Crowley. Let him speak. I for one would really like to know what this is all about. Fox: David, stop! He didn’t tell me anything! You didn’t even know I got the invitation! David Xanatos: Not necessarily. I had heard rumors of Fox’s retirement, and had concluded that Sanap, Rossi, and the rest would be sentimental enough to put on a match with fox archetypes. I knew you would never turn down a challenge, darling. But in order to make sure you accepted the invitation despite it being against my wishes, I needed help from my little friend here. Mr. McMahon: What the hell is that thing? Crowley: A bloody dream crystal! Jareth, that poncy twit! David Xanatos: Now, now, Crowley. That’s no way to talk about the goblin that played a role in helping us bring about the end of this underground fight club once and for all. Sanap and Rossi had made no attempts to hide the fact that they were wiping the minds of people who went to the Bunker to keep it secret. I simply deduced that they would also engage in telepathic scans before the battle to prevent spies. They would have been able to detect if Fox was acting under orders from me. But if I used this crystal to implant a dream in Fox’s mind, a desire to defeat the Fox from the Fraternity of Assassins, then her presence would’ve been chalked up to her competitive nature. Mr. McMahon: So, your wife won two fights. So what? We still don’t know where the damned Bunker is! David Xanatos: Actually, Vince, we do. I didn’t just call on the aid of King Jareth. I also enlisted Lord Rassilon. Using his Time Lord technology, I surreptitiously injected Fox with a tracker. A tracker that was engineered to be just out of temporal synch by a few seconds. It’s completely undetectable, unless you know where, and when, to look. The longer Fox stayed in the Bunker, the more time I had to triangulate it’s location. Which means, gentlemen, we now know where our troublemakers are hiding. Maximillian Pegasus: Hmm hmm hmm. Well played, Davey boy. Well played, indeed. Mr. McMahon: Pegasus! He went behind the backs of the Nine! Maximillian Pegasus: And he’s handed us the Bunker on a silver platter. Let’s not be poor sports, shall we? You will be rewarded for your work, Davey boy. David Xanatos: Let’s start by having Miss America let go of Fox. Maximillian Pegasus: Oh, of course! You heard the man, Crowley. Crowley: Hmph. Fine. Release her. Fox: Oh! Oh, David! David Xanatos: I’ve got you, my dear. You’re safe now. Fox: Yes, I know. With you. Mr. McMahon: Oh, enough of this! Let’s send Miss America, Mongul, and Crowley with a squad of troopers and tear the Bunker apart! David Xanatos: Let’s not be hasty, Vince. These people will be on high alert after letting Fox into their midst. They’ll be expecting an attack. Let them settle into complacency. Then we strike hard, and bring them all in. Maximillian Pegasus: Haha! Brilliant, Davey boy! Those traitors won’t now what hit them! Crowley: Yeah, yeah. Bloody brilliant. Thanks for the Memories, @Fox!2 points
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I didn't know the site was back up!! Damn been nearly 10 years since I was last here, I see some familiar names, hope you all are doing well!2 points
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This is your opportunity to start off with a memorable and marketable domain name. It really can't be overstated how important the choice of your domain name is. Just sayin'.2 points
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Pretty good set-up, Movie-Brat. The heroes seem to be cleaning house against the Cybermen whenever they're working as a group. As for the match, Wanda should probably win this easily. Machines and A.I. in fiction tend to generally operate on probabilities and a sense of logic. Not a good combination to use against someone whose main power is to magically alter probabilities.2 points
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We're still a month out. When it switches to me it will be renamed to MagneticFerret.com so keep that in mind. CBUB will remain but the domain will be different.2 points
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I would give it a little while, I don't want to bring a bunch in during the transitional period. It would be a bit confusing. We would stand more to lose than gain in that way. Either way, until the domain fully switches, this is still very much Fox's yard. Until then, carry on as you would normally.1 point
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Honestly, it was nice to come back here to a place where I felt like I truly, truly belonged... I really wished that my main goal of having either a film character or an independent publishing character defeating a popular Marvel or DC character would've come to fruition here but... I dunno if that's gonna be happening here anymore. I'm not sure where my readers are but... I hope the future of the CBUB is a bright one.1 point
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About right. Good match idea @WeAreVenom881 point
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I was able to rate the match-up but was too late to vote I would have gone with Jay, Lark, and Raven so if we had both got to it in time I guess it still would have tied. Although you make a strong argument for the Kabuki Twins.1 point
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I don't know much about what reboot Dante can do so I can't really say much other than the writing is good.1 point
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Good set-up, broadway. Sorry I missed the vote and rate on this one. This was a good showdown of skilled Penguin henchwomen. I never watched The Batman beyond the first couple of episodes (Ninja Joker and Kung-Fu Penguin, eck), so I watched the vid provided to get a good idea of the Kabuki Twins' skill. That wasn't Batgirl; that was Batwoman from the (arguably standalone) film. Batwoman (the Batwomen) never quite as seemed as skilled in combat as Barbara, especially since Roxy Rocket (who very likely wasn't as combat-trained as Batgirl, either) was able to get the best of Jay, Lark, and Raven solo. The Kabuki Twins, though, were able to give Batman (albeit less experienced than DCAU Bats) a good fight and seemed more coordinated and a lot more agile than the trio, so if I voted, I might have been inclined to give them the edge in this one.1 point
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Agree with comments so far. I see Jigsaw and Riddler as near enough cancelling each other out, so it'll come to Joker or Hannibal to sway the fight. Now Hannibal is an expert on crazy and a genius in his own right, but I don't think he could manage the sheer level of lunacy that Joker would bring to the fight. Joker is smart, and far too unpredictable for Hannibal to properly diagnose and figure out. And finally, the Batman team have the financial and physical advantage which helps as well.1 point
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I do consider the Banished and First Order to be similar but different. Both are splinters from a crumbled Empire. But the Banished I think are better executed. They broke away from the Covenant and did away with the religious dogma. Elites, Brutes, and all the other species fight together as a collection of mercenaries and pirates. The First Order just seemed like The Empire but with design tweaks. Anyways, hope you guys enjoy, I just wanted to actually do a setup like I used to. I spend most my writing energies on original content on other platforms. I know my names probably mud around here these days. But Enjoy the fight and let's have some debate.1 point
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What is wrong with me? Why do I not remember these Henchgirls? I love the Kabuki Twins but seeing as how only two of them kicked Batgirl around, I would guess their numbers plus having guns would put them on top in this fight.1 point
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I think Moonknight can beat Serpentor pretty solidly. Serpentor is enhanced strong but doesn't fair so well against opponents that can match him is strength and I would guess comes up short a very skilled fighter like this dude.1 point
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Heh, good follow-up, broadway. It's almost a little too honorable of Fox Xanatos to want to fight a worthy opponent, though. As for the match, I apparently can't look up Wanted's Fox without running into spoilers for the film, but I'm going to assume that unless she has significant other combat ability besides her bullet-curving, Mrs. Xanatos should probably be able to take her. That is also a distinct possibility.1 point
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Fraternity Fox's best shot against Pack Fox is literally her bullet curving. Pack Fox hasn't seen anything like that before and she might not initally be ready for it if Fraternity Fox immediately went for the kill. Unfortunately for Frat Fox, Pack Fox has seen it now and would be ready for it. So it comes down to overall skill and Pack Fox has her beat. A good matchup for both lethal ladies. Also there is no way David hasn't rigged the ring to ensure his wife's victory if such a situation developed. Everything is accounted for, lol.1 point
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THE BOTTOM LINE Lin and Brian peeked over the edge of the balcony to witness the insanity below. Hollywood’s finest were engaged in a struggle that was one part bar room brawl and one part Broadway musical. The Music Meister had managed to take control of several “West Side Story” cast members, who were trying to contain Simu Liu. The “Shang Chi” actor dived and dodged past their strikes and delivered kicks to his finger snapping assailants. Samuel Jackson and Uma Thurman danced a tango as they tripped up Jennifer Lawrence and Bill Murray. Meanwhile, Venus and Serena Williams had got in a “Single Ladies” formation behind Beyonce as they fought Penelope Cruz, Kristin Stewart, and Nicole Kidman and Billie Eilish and Lady Gaga brawled on the stage. All in all, it had become a rather bizarre evening. “We’ve got to stop this!” said Lin. “Someone’s going to get killed if this keeps up!” Brian wiped the sweat from his brow. “But how? Those two guys have got everybody going nuts.” Lin grabbed Brian by the shoulder. “We need to get back to the boiler room. There’s got to be another spell to reverse this thing! We just need to get the book!” Brian coughed and pointed towards the stage nervously. “Umm, that book?” Lin looked where Brian pointed and his blood ran cold. On the stage, standing behind Sweet, was Vanessa guarded by three of his demons. And she was clutching the book to her chest. “That demon thing must have had one of those weird puppet guys snag the book,” Brian moaned. “There’s no way we can get past this crowd to get to it.” Lin looked out at his wife, her lips singing along with the clashing melodies. A determined look came over Lin’s face. “I’m going to save Vanessa,” he said, pulling Brian back down behind the balcony wall. “And you’re going to make this right, Brian, if it’s the last thing you do! Now, listen. I need you to get to the control room. This is what we’re gonna do.” The Music Meister looked nervously around the theater. He had controlled half the theater, but now his forces had been depleted. He could feel each celebrity he controlled slip from his grasp as they were knocked out by Sweet’s army, only to be revived and dance to the demon’s tune. Chris Rock was being double teamed by Will and Jada Pinkett Smith, Tony Hawk was doing backflips over Kelly Slater, and Wesley Snipes was getting overpowered by Jason Momoa. Sweet put his arm around Vanessa as he smirked across the stage at the Meister. “Face it, buddy. You’ve lost.” The Meister started to shake as he pointed at the demon. Music Meister: You think you’ve won! But I’m not done! My victory’s still in view! My hired hands, I now command, To take the fight to you! The Music Meister sings the song the world wants to hear! Stand and fight and hear the song, Of your hypnotic profiteer! The Mu… The Music Meister’s voice fell silent as he looked at the audience in horror. His six minions were not singing with him. They were now dancing to Sweet’s music. The Meister spun to face Sweet who shrugged and started to snap his fingers. “About time to wrap this thing up.” His face still frozen in fear, the Music Meister slowly started swaying and dancing to Sweet’s song, keeping time with his snaps. Sweet started snapping faster and faster, causing the Meister and his minions to dance even more quickly. Smoke started to rise from their bodies as they cried out in exertion. Sweet snapped his fingers one last time, and all seven men burst into flames. Sweet chuckled as they screamed in agony before their immolated bodies collapsed to the ground. Sweet turned his attention to Vanessa, the rest of the theater now still as the entire audience stood motionless in his power. Sweet brushed her cheek with the back of his hand. She flinched and closed her eyes but couldn’t move away as Sweet sang. Sweet: Well, I must confess, That truly was a… blaaast! Said he was the best, But that guy was… just outclaaassed! I could probably burn down this city, Torch all of you! The lights would be pretty! Let’s get partyin’! Time to breathe your laaast! “HEY!” Sweet turned to the crowd and saw Lin-Manuel Miranda in aisle with a mic in his hand. Lin’s face was taut with determination. “This party ends now!” The crowd of mind-controlled celebrities took a lunged towards Lin only for Sweet to raise his hand. “Hold it, people. Take five.” The celebrities took a step back and Sweet gave a toothy grin to Lin as he put his arm around Vanessa’s shoulders. “Now this is something. You’re fighting me. Well, to be fair I was distracted. Why don’t you get with the chorus with the rest of them?” Lin could hear the echoes of a song start playing in his head. He closed his eyes and groaned in pain, then looked up defiantly at Sweet. “Sorry, not really in the mood for singing right now.” Sweet glanced back at Vanessa and smirked. “Oh, I get it now. This is your girl, isn’t it? I admire your guts. Not that it’ll do you or her any good.” “You are going to let my wife go,” said Lin firmly. “Set everyone free and set everything back the way it was.” Sweet’s grin grew savage as he stepped to edge of the stage to get in Lin’s face. “And just how the hell are you going to make me do that, mortal? Do you have any idea what I’m capable of?” Lin took a step back from Sweet, not breaking eye contact. “I know you think you can get your way. I know you expect us to dance to the music you play. And I know that’s all going to chance today. Brian!” Brian’s nervous voice rang out over the PA system from the control room. “Ready, Lin!” “Good. Cuz I’ve got somethin’ to say!” A rap beat started playing over the PA. Sweet looked around in confusion as Lin lifted the mic to his lips. Lin: You thinkin’ you got some Master Plan. Think I got nothin’ but sweat inside my hands. You beat a guy dressed purple? Reign in your pride. It’ll take 7 seconds to Kiss it goodbye. Come on Let’s Go Crazy if you want to get nuts. Bring you down like the elevator doors as it shuts. Why the Prince scheme, you thinkin’? Well, I will repeat. I only think of Cream when I hear the name Sweet! Will I beat you in a minute or two, Sweet? Or do it French, like, “Tout Suite!” You can leave now if you want to, Sweet. When the bars click it’ll be “Too Sweet!” So you say you’re a demon, and you think you’re hard. Well, Broadway’s my home, Hollywood’s my yard. Long as I have a beat, I will never quit. Don’t quote me, Sweet, I ain’t said nuthin’ yet! Sweet had perplexed look on his face as he watched Lin continue rapping. But he could see the effect his words were having on the crowd. He saw the celebrities under his control slowly starting to sway to Lin’s rap. Sean Combs and Megan Thee Stallion broke ranks with the crowd, as the other cast members of “Encanto” moved in behind Lin. Lin: I rep my island, Puerto Rico, like a boss! I’m the one rapper no one wants to cross! So I hope you are ready to take this loss! Cuz Sweet’ll be sour when I bring the sauce! Vanessa, you’re my girl! Still leaving me breathless! Remember those times I was broke and making breakfast? I know you’re in there! Don’t give up the fight! Cuz you are going back home with me tonight! I can do Sweet like Sweeney with a blade to his throat! Or Sound off on his Music, let him know I’m the GOAT! I could Weird Al his act, make him laugh at the parody. But I didn’t come here tonight to give Sweet Charity! I might pull a gun on ‘em. I’m not playing around. He hear the “Ch”? I go, “It’s my kind of town.” Give all your songs a rest, cuz they only bore me. Or you’re laid out on the curb like a West Side Story. Vanessa’s fingers started tapping on the cover of the book. Sweet glared down on Lin. “So, you think you got some style? You might be able to swipe a couple of people from me, but you ain’t getting rid of me that easy.” Lin caught his breath and looked past Sweet with a smile. Lin: I’m here put an end to all your crew. I can make people dance to my music too. So what I don’t get an Oscar? I know I got my fam. The only Oscar you’ll get is out of a trash can. All I need is the thing that your cronies took. I can finish all this once I have that book. And if you think I can’t get it? Then you must be wack, son. I don’t believe in demons, I believe in Chris Jackson! Sweet turned to see what Lin was looking at. A fist struck him right between the eyes and sent him sprawling backward. The fist belonged to Chris Jackson, who clutched his hand in pain. “You could have told me how hard this guy’s head was!” he shouted to Lin. But Lin was focused on Vanessa. The demonic henchmen left her side to check on Sweet, and she was shaking her head as if waking up from a deep slumber. “Vanessa!” Lin yelled. Sweet pushed the demons aside as he struggled to get up. “Get the girl!” Vanessa’s eyes suddenly focused. He glanced down at the book then back to Lin. “Lin! Take it!” She tossed the book off the stage, and Lin lunged forward to catch it. The rap beat stopped playing and the celebrities went back to being motionless. The demons started leaping off the stage toward Lin, who held the book up above his head. “Back up!” Lin shouted. “Anyone takes a step towards me and I tear this book apart!” The demons froze and Sweet nimbly jumped in front of them. Chris hurried to Vanessa’s side as she collapsed to the stage. “And just what good do you think that’ll do, Lin?” Sweet asked. “This book brought you here. The spells are the reason this madness happened,” Lin said determinedly. “Maybe that’s the way you all go back where you came from. Or you can just leave now, and never come back!” “Now take it easy, Lin!” Lin looked behind him as Brian pushed his way past the crowd to join him. “Just give me the book! I know the spell that we activated! I can reverse and then we can keep using the success spell!” Sweet started laughing, and his henchmen followed suit. Lin looked confused. “What’s so funny?” “Lin, baby, you’ve barely scratched the surface of what that book can do! I don’t know what this guy has been telling you, but the spells in that book haven’t seen the light of day in, oh, I’d say about a hundred years or so.” “But that’s not true!” Brian argued. “I’ve been using them for years now!” “Oh, really?” said Sweet condescendingly. “Did you do the spell right? Did you make the circle? Put the candles in the right shape? Get the blood of a sacrificed virgin?” Brian started scratching his head uncomfortably. “Um, yeah. I might have used some pig blood instead. I didn’t think it was a big deal! When the accolades kept coming in…” “Hold on!” Lin interrupted. “You mean that my wins were legit? It wasn’t from this book?” Sweet shook his head. “But you could have a whole lot more success. Just hand the book to me, and I’ll unlock all it’s mysteries for you.” “Don’t listen to him, Lin!” Brian begged. “Now that I know how I messed up, we can do it right now!” Lin looked back and forth between the demon and the agent. He gazed up at the stage where Vanessa was still passed out. He turned his attention back to Sweet and Brian. “You both want this book so bad? Fine. Let’s share!” Lin raised the book back above his head. Sweet and Brian lunged for him. “STOP!” “LIN! NO!” But it was too late. With a mighty tear, Lin ripped the book down it’s spine. The book began to spark and glow with the same light as before, enveloping the entire theater. “Music has always played an important role in the world of movies. The following composers and lyricists have created works of art that theater goers will cherish forever.” Lin found himself sitting back in his chair in the theater. Everyone in the audience was back in their seats and looking on as Jake Gyllenhaal and Zoe Kravitz presented their award on stage. Lin looked behind him to see Brian sat a few rows back. He smiled and waved at Lin, crossing his fingers. Lin felt a familiar touch on his arm. He turned to see Vanessa and Chris sitting next to him. “Well, I guess this is it,” Vanessa said. Lin was speechless for a moment, then gave Vanessa a hug. “Vanessa! Vanessa, you’re okay!” he said in between kisses. Vanessa laughed as she gently pushed Lin back. “Lin! What’s gotten into you?” “I’m sorry. It’s… it’s impossible to explain. I’m just so glad you’re here right now. And I love you so much.” Vanessa smiled and shook her head. “And I love you too, Lin.” The couple started kissing again as the presenters went on with their introductions. “Billie Eilish and Finneas O’Connell for ‘No Time to Die’, “No Time to Die”. DIXSON and Beyonce Knowles-Carter for ‘Be Alive’, “King Richard”. And Lin-Manuel Miranda for ‘Dos Origuitas’, “Encanto”.” Chris nudged Vanessa as the cameras panned to them. “Um, guys?” The crowd starting laughing and cheering as the big screen showed Lin and Vanessa embracing. They looked up at the screen then back at the crowd. Lin laughed nervously as he acknowledged the audience and Zoe Kravitz grinned down from the podium. “Hope we’re not interrupting anything, Lin?” Lin smiled and shook his head. “Well, in that case,” Jake Gyllenhaal said holding up the envelope. “Let’s get back to the show!” Vanessa held Lin’s hand tight. “Just remember,” she whispered. “You will always have my love. No matter what.” Lin put his free hand over Vanessa’s. “No matter what.” “And the Academy Award goes to…” “Come on! I want to see the rest of the show!” The bouncer walked the woman towards the back door of the bar by the arm. “Listen, lady. For you, show’s over! You’ve been hogging that TV all night. I’ve got people who want to see the game! Not a bunch of celebrities in suits thanking each other!” The woman struggled to free herself. “But I’m a celebrity too!” she slurred. “I’m a singer! Back in 2011 I was bigger than all those sell outs!” “Yeah, yeah. And I was a stunt double for Robert Downey Jr. Out you go!” The woman flew unceremoniously out the back door and into an alley. She clattered into a row of garbage cans as the bouncer closed the door behind her. “You can’t do this to me!” she screeched waving her fist. “I’m a star! I can make another hit anytime I want to!” The woman slowly got to her feet, brushed off her jeans, and was about to leave the alley when something caught her eye. Sitting on top of a pile of trash, was a white, paperback book. It looked so clean and out of place in the alley, that the woman reached out and picked it up. She flipped through the book and settled on a page. “The following spell will make one adored by all mortals. One must first take the blood of a sacrificed virgin…” “Hey, Rebecca!” Rebecca turned and saw another woman in her early 20s hurrying into the alley, stepping carefully so no garbage got on her designer clothes. “There you are! We’ve been looking all over town for you! I thought we were going to watch the Oscars at your place, but you weren’t there!” Rebecca slipped the book in her back pocket. “Oh, right, sorry, Blair. It just slipped my mind.” Blair took Rebecca’s hand and helped her step over a fallen trash can. “Well, let’s get you home. The other’s are waiting in the car. Do you want to sit in the front seat or the back seat?” Rebecca said nothing as they exited the alley. Her mind was thinking on the book she found. It might take the rest of the week to understand what it all meant, but when she did? She had a feeling she would definitely be looking forward to the weekend.1 point
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Didn't get to this during its run, but it was a very cool idea. Nice matchup, broadwaybeyonder.1 point
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I think Fox from Wanted versus Fox from Gargoyles would be a good match but Fox McCloud just brings too much more firepower to his team that Fox Mulder can't match.1 point
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The Bottom Line will be posted in the next few days, buuuut.... "Will Smith: Just let me get my hands on that purple wearing geek! " Just want to say, with all due respect to the parties involved in last night's nonsense, I think I'm going into the Miss Cleo business.1 point
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I mean yeah. Bullets won't do much against a frame 1 reflector.1 point
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Hmm... I can easily see a scenario where Korra tries to go in strongly and gets blown up in the process due to Vin's superior speed and strength.1 point
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Funny huh? I've never watched Buffy and I don't remember the Music Meister episode (must have seen it though). I was waiting for comments to so I guess I'll go with Sweet because DSkillz gave a bit of a reason.1 point
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Why has no one commented on this yet? 🤨 I'm not familiar with Sweet or Music Meister but given that they're from Buffy and Batman: the Brave and the Bold, respectively, they can't be that obscure. Anyways, great set-up, broadway. Involving Lin-Manuel Miranda and wife (not to mention bringing up that Lin's an Oscar away from EGOT status), involving Neil Patrick Harris (who I just found out is Music Meister's VA, who in turned hypnotizes him) ... you've loaded this thing with easter eggs. Not to mention how funny this is with the back-and-forth with Lin and his agent and the musical duel between Sweet and Music Meister themselves. As for the match, from a glance I'm inclined to believe that Sweet would have more powerful control over victims than Music Meister, so he'd probably win this head-to-head.1 point
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Everyone knows of the legend of MJ but heh, I definitely also remember all the commercial ads that came out for Lord of the Dance back in the '90's. Very good set-up, broadway, and congrats on your 100th CBUB match. As for the match, Flatley brought in big crowds with Lord of the Dance, for sure, but it was almost a niche type of thing. MJ's performances brought in audiences of all types around the world. I'd say MJ wins the dance-off. As for the fist fight, I just found out that Flatley is a boxing enthusiast and used to get into fist fights pretty often as a kid. From what I know about Jackson, he did just about everything to stay away from confrontation, especially physical. I'm thinking Flatley wins H2H. As for the 3rd fall? From Thriller to Moonwalker to Smooth Criminal, etc. MJ has a myriad of abilities to draw from. He should win here. All-in-all, MJ wins 2 out of 3 falls.1 point
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Three strikes followed by a final blow to the chest sent the Prince hard into the coliseum wall. Blackness surrounded his eyesight as he struggled to catch his breath. “Any final words before I end this?” Yamcha stood over him, pressing the tip of his scimitar into the Prince’s neck. “Please, Yamcha, you must listen.” The Prince’s voice rang low among the noise of the battle and the crowd. “I don’t know how you know my name but do you really think I’d listen to you after what you did to Puar? I don’t think so.” “You don’t know me, at least not here. I’m the Prince of Persia, we were compatriots-” “Funny story pal but I don’t remember you or whatever Persia is. I don’t have time for this, I have a battle to win.” Yamcha reared back this blade, ready to deal the final blow. “I can make you rich.” Yamcha’s arm froze. “Rich?” Same naive Yamcha. The Prince had used the same tactic before to recruit him for the Army of Light. Let's hope this time works just as smoothly. “Yes, beyond anything you can imagine.” Instead of his blade, Yamcha offered a hand. “Deal.” The Prince accepted the hand. "Really? I didn't think you'd agree so quickly." "Well Prince of Persia," said Yamcha. "I'm not sure if you've noticed but we don't really have the time to discuss the details. If you make me rich then I guess I don’t really need to be here." He was correct. This arena was still filled with blood thirsty killers and monsters. Any one of them could turn their sights onto them in an instant. The Prince regained his dagger and asked "I agree. But why are we here at all? I have no recollection of coming here." Yamcha pointed to the top of the coliseum. “He brought us here.” There stood a throne taller than several of the rows together. In it sat a man larger than life. A god. "Verethragna…" the Prince was in awe. He had seen much on his adventures. He even laid witness to Kingdom Hearts reformed from its scattered shards. But this was surely a new experience. Verethragna, the deity of victory and war. There he sat solemn and watched the battle unfold. “We must work together if we are to survive,” said the Prince. Yamcha nodded in agreement. The two raced to where Puar had fallen, only to find him buried in the sand, his tail poking out in an attempt to hide. Yamcha yanked his friend loose. "Yamcha!" Puar said in surprise, hugging his friend. "Are you okay?" "I'll be ok-EIPP!" Puar jumped back at the sight of the Prince. "He's the one who attacked me!" The Prince swiftly apologized. But before they could talk further, the trio found themselves surrounded. Gladiators and beasts on all sides, Yamcha and the Prince stood back-to-back. "Stand back Puar. We can handle this." The cat gave no argument. "Got any ideas?" Yamcha asked. The Prince looked to the Dagger of Time. It had plenty of sand left inside, refilled from the rewind. He would still need to use it sparingly, but now seemed as good a time as any. The gladiators lunged and he froze them in time. The Prince made short work of his enemies, moving as if he were Death himself, cleaving through them with his eagle sword. When time resumed, Yamcha and Puar were stunned to find the gladiators were cut to ribbons. “What the-?” Yamcha asked, “What happened? What did you do?” The Prince couldn't help but smile. “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but we don’t really have the time to discuss the details." “I’m with him, Yamcha. He’s amazing!” Puar cheered. “Calm down Puar. It was just some trick--” BOOM! A tremendous sound shook the coliseum. It took a moment for the Prince to realize that it wasn’t thunder, but the voice of Verethragna speaking from his throne. “That is enough,” the god figure raised his hand to signal the end of the battle. “Stand before me for judgement.” The trio could see that only they remained standing. Guess that made them the winners. “Do you think we won, Yamcha?” Puar asking the same question on his mind. “We’ll find out soon enough,” Yamcha answered, sheathing his sword. “What happens if we win?” The Prince asked as they approached the front gate of the coliseum, just below the God’s throne. “He’ll grant us one wish. Anything we desire,” Yamcha said with a perverted grin. Prince could see he was staring at the menagerie of beautiful and exotic women standing around Verethragna. The bandit gets one wish and it’s for a woman. The Prince wanted to judge, but he had thought the same way once before. Right now, however, he needed to not waste this gifted time with formalities. The Prince stepped forward, "Mighty Verethragna, I wish to speak." “Hey man, what are you doing?” Yamcha asked. His question ignored, the Prince continued. “This contest is over. We would like our wish granted.” The god leaned forward, making sure to get a good look at the Prince. “You smell of ancient magic, mortal. What have you tampered with?” Well this wasn’t going to go well. "I come from a time of great peril, my Lord. I plead that you aid us, so we may save the multiverse together." "I have no interest in your cause," Verethragna spat. "My people wish to see one more bout and I shall satisfy them. Face my Champions and test your will to be truly victorious.” The god gestured with a flick of his wrist and the gate opened. A bright light revealed two figures. One a hulk, the other a small girl. "Well, that went well. Thanks buddy," Yamcha was none too happy but he got into a fighting stance all the same. The champions entered the arena, gate locking behind them. Prince recognized one champion immediately. Bane. Venom serum surging into his neck and spine, his outfit changed to reflect his status as a champion of the god of war but still resembled his look of a goon for the Army of Darkness. Of course, Bane would be here. Nothing had to be easy. The girl he didn't recognize. She looked young for a warrior though. Her features were soft under a partially armored body piece and garments. She brandished twin blades and had the look of determination and seriousness. Maybe she was more dangerous than she appeared. Hopefully Yamcha could deal with her. "Think you can do that thing again?" Yamcha asked, trying to hide his nervousness. The Dagger of Time held the sands of time in its hilt. Though much of the hilt was still full, there was no guarantee that he could fill it again on his journey. He couldn't afford to use it now. "It has its limits. I'll take Bane, I've faced him before." "Trust me, if you'd had faced me before. You'd be dead," Bane looked forward, tossing an unconscious beast to the side with ease. "Yeah. Okay. You deal with him." Thanks Yamcha.1 point
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I missed this. I would have gone with Bane so perhaps that's a good thing avoiding a tie. Glad you're still going with it and looking forward to where the sands of time take the Prince to next.1 point
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With Jin falling in this fight that leaves Kazuya as the lone Tekken representative left after having 45 different Tekken characters participate in the story. Street Fighter also had 45 different characters show up in this arc, of those 45 currently Ryu, Ken, Ibuki, Crimson Viper, and Guile remain. King of Fighters had 44 participants and only Mai Shiranui and Ash Crimson have not lost or tied. Soul Calibur was the next most prominent franchise with 27 characters appearing. At the moment, Siegfried and Sophitia are still fighting. Dead or Alive and its tie in series, Ninja Gaiden, produced 24 fighters for this arc. Ryu Hayabusa, Momiji, and Ayane have survived thus far. The remaining 25 characters came from Virtua Fighter, Samurai Shodown, and Guilty Gear, but all have been eliminated.1 point
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Michael Jackson all the way. Even the fist fight would go to him in his smooth criminal persona (Beat It too).1 point
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Another good set-up, broadway. Sorry I missed this one. As for the match, while I'm very familiar with Baroness from the '80's G.I. Joe 'toon, I haven't seen the Avengers TV show or the '98 film, so I couldn't have said how Peel would've fared against her.1 point
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Yeah Gargantua most likely wins. Just like Orca he gives the Avengers a lot of trouble. The Jade Warlord is pretty much a god (he's a part of the Jade Court of Chinese lore) so he's probably a step below guys like Raiden and Fujin. Guilty Gear is one of the most powerful fighting games and Ramlethal, I say, would come in second. She may even be able to beat Gargantua. She can make force fields, those two big swords that are floating with her can attack independently, and just go and look at her super finisher (whatever it's called).1 point
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Probably one of the best writeups I've seen on this site in a while. Great job. Honestly, I'm torn. I'm biased towards Baroness, but Emma Peel's got a whole lot of skills to back her up. Not that Baroness isn't too bad in the marksman and fencing department either. I will have to give it to Peel due to having more experience in hands-on combat.1 point
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Almost missed this. Good set-up, Russ. Good move to have the Prince think to use Yamcha's greed to sway him. As for the match, since the Prince has fought Bane before, it's safe to assume he knows his main weakness. Exploiting it won't be easy, though, but the Prince does have previous experience here.1 point
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Yes absolutely correct, have enough to extend our community for another year, we'll see where we land after that. The new domain has already been put up and while the servers are not put up to reflect that, I'm just waiting on the image as each day I purchase in advance is a day way lose near the end. I'd like to try and put it online as close to May 2nd as comfortably possible. That said the Gofundme is still up and all funds will go into a side account to put towards the future of CBUB. Let's not say our goodbyes just yet1 point
