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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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Yeah I intend to read that one day. Been really nice seeing the Power Rangers get the comic makeover treatment. I know nothing about Godzilla Jr. I assume he's just a weaker Godzilla which would give me an excuse to vote for the Dragonzord.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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Venom said to keep adding so here's the next batch of new characters making themselves known. Who gets the win?1 point
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Never saw Jigsaw (if that's even the name of the movie) Hannibal is a different breed of crazy but Joker is a whole new level. And Riddler would outwit him.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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Yep, that's why I said a highly skilled fighter. Serpentor has the inbred skill because of his DNA makeup but he doesn't have the personal training to utilize his abilities to the fullest. It's all instinctual which is why Moon Knight will beat him.1 point
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Agreed. Moonknight could probably body Serpentor. Though, it's cool to see Serpentor in a rumble or match, period.1 point
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Just a reminder that Pack Fox has gone toe to toe with giant Gargoyles who can tear through steel and concrete and who dodge lighting attacks from literal Gods.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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Sorry I haven't posted the next match yet; I'm waiting for a character to be approved.1 point
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I'm giving it to the eagle, and not just because the eagle has more canonical hand-to-hand experience. Lasers will do nothing due to the counter system and while the reflector should handle most items thrown at the eagle, he will likely have more of an advantage up close.1 point
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Ah, missed this one. Good set-up, broadway, but Fox Xanatos and Fox McCloud rightfully took this one. IIRC, in a combat sense, Mulder had to be bailed out by Scully more often than not.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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Good point. Group dances are always more fun to watch.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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Team 2. Gargoyles Fox can probably do this without McCloud who just makes it that much easier. Sorry weak link- I mean Mulder.1 point
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THE BOTTOM LINE Andel Sanap: With the pounding of drums, the Lord of Dance leaps into action, step dancing furiously! The Irish contingent screams their support! He is literally dancing circles around Moonwalker! Al Rossi: He might be wanting to get this early fall, Andel. The Lord might be able to call on some powerful magic to resurrect himself from an attack, but he’d probably feel a lot more comfortable going one into the fist fight! Look at the elevation on that kick! Right in front of the face of Moonwalker! Andel Sanap: But Moonwalker is staying still, hat brim pulled down. He isn’t paying attention to the Lord’s routine. He’s focusing on saving his energy for his performance. The Lord’s feet are tapping nearly on top of Moonwalker’s. Now he breaks away and starts sprinting across the length and breadth of the platform. Al Rossi: He’s going back and forth with the drummers! He gestures to Moonwalker, and ha! It looks like he’s almost doing a robot. And into an MJ kick as he taps! Is he trying to play mind games by stealing some of Moonwalker’s moves? But here he comes back again, a final flurry of footwork in front of Moonwalker, and then nails his famous pose! Andel Sanap: Right arm flexed and left arm extended right in the face of Moonwalker, who still hasn’t even lifted up his hat. The crowd really loved that performance, but… Al Rossi: Oh, hello! Moonwalker extends his arm to the Lord! He snaps his fingers and here comes “Smooth Criminal”! Andel Sanap: The crowd is going ballistic as Moonwalker hits a thrust and immediately goes into a circle glide around a bemused Lord. Al Rossi: Hits him with a MJ kick to show ‘em how it’s done! Now starts to robot then straight into a crotch grab! Moonwalker: Ow! Andel Sanap: Certainly.. unorthodox, but effective. Now he slides past him to the far side right in front of the drummers! Al Rossi: Spinning round and round and up on his toes! He moonwalks back across the floor towards the Lord who’s standing with arms crossed. Another spin, straight into the anti-gravity lean! The crowd loves that one! Andel Sanap: Strutting confidently past the Lord before going into another spin! Going faster and faster! I thought they weren’t allowed to use magic! Al Rossi: He isn’t! Moonwalker: Ow! Al Rossi: A final cry and snap to the sky and Moonwalker completes his routine! The crowd has not stopped roaring! The official moves in between the two competitors. He gestures to the Lord. Still some heartfelt cheers from the audience. But they are quickly overwhelmed by the cheers for the Moonwalker! Referee: Winner of the first fall: Moonwalker! Gentlemen, the second fall will be contested under fist fight rules. Combatants ready? 3. 2. 1. Commence combat! Al Rossi: Whoa! The Lord catches Moonwalker with a right to the jaw! Now the Moonwalker is really spinning! The crowd didn’t like that! Andel Sanap: This certainly is not ideal for the Lord of the Dance. The audience has shown it’s behind Moonwalker after that first fall. But can the Lord capitalize on this early strike? Al Rossi: Moonwalker is trying to keep his distance. He doesn’t want to feel that right again! The Lord lunges in for another punch but Moonwalker blocks it! A couple of quick body shots but the Lord of the Dance is able to weather them. Moonwalker goes into a spin and tries for a back fist and the Lord ducks out of range. Andel Sanap: Moonwalker charges ahead andOH! Walks straight into another strike! The Moonwalker is down! There’s blood on the dance floor! Al Rossi: Moonwalker struggling to his feet as the official makes the count. He’s on wobbly legs at the count of 6. Andel Sanap: An uppercut from the Lord! Moonwalker on one knee! The Lord pulls back and hammers down on the Moonwalker! That might do it! Al Rossi: The fans are urging Moonwalker to get up! He’s stirring but the ref if already counting! Referee: 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! Winner of the second fall: The Lord of the Dance! Andel Sanap: The Lord acknowledges the crowd as Moonwalker is still struggling back to his knees. The official is checking him and he’s nodding. He’s ready to continue! Referee: Third and final fall! All powers legal! Combatants ready? 3! 2! 1! Commence combat! Al Rossi: The Lord is waving to the Sprite who in turn signals to the dressing room. Here comes the Lord’s followers, step dancing in unison towards the dance floor! The Sprite playing that flute to summon her magic! Andel Sanap: The Moonwalker is still on the ground. But… oh my! His eyes! Their starting to glow! Al Rossi: The Lord is going into a spin! He must summoning a final spell to eliminate Moonwalker! But Moonwalker’s getting to his feet! He’s turning silver! The crowd knows what’s coming! Andel Sanap: The Moonwalker is becoming encased inside a metallic armor! The tempo of the Lord’s followers is increasing! He dramatically gestures at MoonBY THE FORCE! Al Rossi: A massive blast of energy shot out from the Lord at Moonwalker! But his force field blocked it! The Lord’s followers aren’t looking too confident now! The armor of the Moonwalker opens up to reveal his turrets and rockets and YIKES! Andel Sanap: Moonwalker has opened fire on the Lord of the Dance! Step dancers are running for cover and getting blasted into the air! The Sprite is desperately trying to use her magic to restore everyone, but BY THE FORCE! Struck down by a laser! Al Rossi: The Lord of the Dance is standing in shock as his forces are decimated! He has no answer for this kind of firepower! Everyone is either dead or fled to the locker rooms! He turns to face the giant robotic form of Moonwalker! He’s psyching himself up! This is so not a good idea! Andel Sanap: I have to agree, Al. I can respect not wanting to surrender, but at this point this can only end badly. He charges full steam towards Moonwalker! Moonwalker: AHHHHHHHHHH! Andel Sanap: BY THE FORCE! Al Rossi: That sonic cry! Lifts the Lord of the Dance off his feet! Leaving him completely helpless as a final laser blasts him off the dance floor! Referee: Winner of the final fall: The Moonwalker! Andel Sanap: An incredible finish for our first fight at the Bunker, Al. Al Rossi: You’re not lying, Andel. Mercy will be able to put the losers together again, and I only hope that we can keep things going in our new home without the 9 finding us. Remember, viewers, always be on your guard. The 9 must never find out where we are, our it could be curtains for all of us! But we’ll keep going to give you great action with the finest warriors of the multiverse. Now, I think it’s time for us to all have a drink at the bar, if Doc Holliday hasn’t drunk it dry after outdrawing Captain Jack and Bo Rai Cho! For Andel Sanap, Philippa Forrester, Chloe Bourgeois, Justin Roberts, and Mercy, I’m Al Rossi saying so long from the Bunker! Philippa Forrester: Guess you could say that fight was a real ‘thriller’? Chloe Bourgeois: I don’t get it.1 point
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This makes sense to me so I will go with clone troopers as well.1 point
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Armored Baymax. I put some extra pictures in but didn't select them. Also cool putting in more characters That group will be a nice match. For this one I'm figuring Living Laser. Baymax doesn't have anything to stop him or survive him. Iron Man he ain't.1 point
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I wouldn't see a problem with promoting matches, both official and Rumble over on Twitter. It can not only get more people interested, but also get people to participate in the CBUB as well with more character submissions and fights as well as maybe Draft matches again in the future. Especially since there are a ton of people that really wanna look for something other than Death Battle to quench their crossover fighting thirst, wether it be waiting for another episode/season or just thinks the show has gone down hill.1 point
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Did someone say Chloe Bourgeois. 😉 Also, I give the match a 5.0.1 point
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AND NOW THE CONCLUSION Alarms and klaxons rang out as Emma Peel hurried through the corridors of the Cobra station. Three Cobra troopers ran around the corner and skidded to a halt when the saw her. “Freeze!” the leader shouted, aiming his rifle. Emma pointed a finger at the troopers. “Idiots!” she shouted in her Baroness voice. “I’m the real Baroness! Continue your search! The spy mustn’t get away! COBRAAA!” “COBRAAAA!” The troopers shouted as they raced past Emma. She was just about to start breathing when the real Baroness’ voice rang out over the PA system. “This is the Baroness! Be on the alert! We have an intruder! She is in disguise as me! Take her in custody, then bring her to me in the control room!” The troopers stood for a moment in confusion, then glared back at Emma. She shrugged. “Can’t blame a girl for trying.” She took off running as the troopers took aim. “Shoot her! Take her down!” the leader yelled. Emma ducked around the corner just in time to dodge the blast of rifle fire. The troopers gave chase, and ran around the corner just in time to see a grate slamming shut over an air vent. “She’s in the ventilation system!” the leader barked into his radio. In the control room, the Baroness pounded her fist on a terminal. “Fools! Seal the vents! Start pumping in the gas! Force her into corridor 7!” She slammed a button on a terminal, calling the faces of the Dreadnoks onto her screen. “Dreadnoks! Move into position in corridor 7! The vent there will be the only one our spy will be able to access! Be ready for her!” “Don’t worry, Baroness!” replied Buzzer. “We got her trapped like a rat!” The Dreadnoks started running down the hall, weapons at the ready. Meanwhile, in the vent, Emma crawled through the narrow passage. She could hear the sound of hissing all around her. “Not.. very… hospitable,” she coughed. She slowly pressed on through the clouds of knockout gas, reaching for something on her belt. The Dreadnoks aimed their weapons at the grate over the vent in corridor 7. “That bird will come up for air here,” Buzzer sneered. “We got ‘er now! Ready, lads?” Torch and Ripper grinned and nodded. Buzzer charged up the saw on his rifle and sliced off the grate and poked his head inside the vent. “See anythin’, Buzzer?” Ripper asked. The three Dreadnoks were so engrossed looking at the vent, they failed to see the grate above them kicked off it’s bearings and a cloud of gas pouring out. Emma Peel fell out after it wearing an oxygen mask with a small tank of air on her back. She crashed down on top of Ripper and Torch, the sudden noise causing Buzzer to bang his head against the vent in surprise. He turned around in time to see Emma deliver an overhand chop to Ripper and a kick to the gut of Torch. Buzzer revved up his saw and swung it at Emma, but she easily trapped his arm and executed a judo throw that slammed Buzzer face first into a metal wall. Emma took off the mask and tank and casually tossed them on the pile of unconscious Dreadnoks. “You fellows look like you could use some fresh air.” She quickly started running down the corridor and turned left to a large metallic door. The door slid open, and Emma blinked as the sun got in her eyes. When her vision cleared, she could see that she had reached the outside of the base. Before her was the airfield, with several Cobra Rattlers getting fueled. Emma sped across the field towards the nearest Rattler. Behind her she could hear Troopers shouting orders. She ducked behind a Rattler as a spray of lasers peppered the fuselage. She peeked her head around to get a look at the oncoming Troopers, only to feel a blow on the back of her head. Emma fell to the ground and looked up to see the smirking face of the Baroness. She pointed her pistol at Emma, and motioned her to rise. “On your feet, spy. Your little game is over!” Emma kicked out with her legs and trapped the Baroness by the ankles. The Baroness fell forward next to Emma, who quickly got on top of her and put her in a headlock. Emma picked up the fallen pistol and hoisted the struggling Baroness to her feet. She walked forwards around the Rattler, twisting the Baroness arm behind her back. “Hold your fire!” Emma shouted. “I have the Baroness as my prisoner! Hold your fire!” The Troopers stopped their advance and stood frozen in confusion. “Shoot her, you fools!” the Baroness screeched. “Now, now,” Emma said, tightening her grip. “Good terrorists should be seen, not heard. Now I want you to get into this jet, and order your men to give me clear passage off this island.” The Baroness laughed ruefully. “Or what? You’ll shoot me? G.I. Joe would never allow such treatment of a prisonARGH!” “I am not a member of G.I. Joe,” Emma said coldly. The Baroness struggled to release herself but couldn’t break free from Emma’s hold. “It doesn’t matter!” she groaned. “If I got in that Rattler with you, Cobra would shoot us both out of the sky!” Emma looked back at the Troopers as they began moving into flanking positions. “I must say I’m not impressed by your choice of friends, Baroness.” “Joke all you want spy! But I suggest you surrender! I will gladly give my life for the cause of Cobra!” Emma gave one last scan of the airfield then shrugged. “Well, when you put it that way…” Emma shoved the Baroness to turf and quickly ran to the ladder that led to the Rattler’s cockpit. “Kill her!” the Baroness called to the Troopers. “Shoot her now!” Emma slid into the cockpit and closed the canopy. She could hear the rifle fire ricocheting off the Rattler as she fired up the engine and grabbed hold of the controls. The Rattler’s VTOL engines roared to life and the jet lifted up into the air. “Scramble the Rattlers!” the Baroness howled as Emma Peel took off into the sky and across the jungle. “Baroness!” The Baroness instantly recognized the familiar gruff voice. She turned around to see Destro, standing in front of the Troopers and Dreadnoks. “Destro, darling!” she breathed. “These idiots allowed an intruder disguised as me into our base!” Destro nodded. “I was picking up the alarms on the Cobra channel. I came as fast as possible to see if you required assistance.” The Baroness pushed past Destro and ran to another Rattler. “You can, Destro! By helping me shoot that impudent woman out of the sky! Major Bludd! Get two more pilots to accompany us!” Destro strode over to his Rattler chuckling. “Such ferocity. What I’ve always admired about you, Baroness.” Emma Peel’s Rattler was beginning to smoke from it’s engines as she finally made it over the ocean. A warning beep from her radar caused her to look down, and see five blips moving towards her. “I sure hope your awake, Steed,” Emma said under her breath. The Rattler’s moved in formation with the Baroness’ in the lead. Bludd and Destro flanked her while the other two brought up the rear. “Major Bludd!” she called over her radio. “Order your men to engage the stolen Rattler! Shoot her down! COBRAAA!” “COBRAAA!” The Baroness didn’t notice that only three voices returned the cry. The squadron moved in on Emma’s damaged Rattler. But just they were about to be on top of her, Destro’s Rattler thrust reversed behind them. “Destro!” Bludd cried. “What the blazes are you trying to do?!” “Delivering a message from some friends of yours,” ‘Destro’ said, in a distinctly British accent. “Message reads as follows.” The Cobras could only gawk as they heard the sound of John Steed clearing his throat before shouting at the top of his voice. “YOOOOOOO JOE!” Steed’s Rattler opened fire on the others, taking out Bludd’s and one of the others in short order. The other pilot managed to evade the first strike only for Steed’s Rattler to streak past him and deliver a burst of fire that sent the Rattler bursting into flames. The Baroness’ eyes burned with rage at the sight of her squadron’s jets crashing into the ocean, followed by her parachuting pilots. “I’m surrounded by spies and idiots!” she howled. Her ravings were interrupted by a final rocket from Steed, sending her Rattler spinning into the water after her men. Emma picked up her radio. “You certainly take your time, Steed,” she said smiling. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Peel. It just takes forever to get one’s suit ready. Are you still able to stay airborne?” Emma gave a quick glance at her console. “As long as you don’t expect me to fly the Atlantic and no one starts shooting at me again.” “Good. Proceed to the Joe base as planned. Good work, Mrs. Peel.” Emma leaned back in her seat. “And thank you, Steed.” The Baroness’ head broke the surface of the water and glared furiously up at the two Rattlers disappearing over the horizon. She shook her fist as she clung to the wreck of her Rattler. “Come back here! You can’t do this to me!” She pulled the trigger of her pistol only for it to spark and water to shoot out of it. The radio in the Rattler crackled to life, and Buzzer’s voice could be heard. “Cobra base calling the Baroness! We just saw that you splashed down! Do you er… require assistance?” The Baroness could only give an incoherent scream and throw her pistol at the radio. Several hours later, Emma Peel sat in her assigned quarters at the G.I. Joe base, looking over her notes for an upcoming lecture on astrophysics. She looked up at the sound of a knock on the door. “Come in.” The door opened to reveal Steed, still in his Destro suit and helmet, and carrying a bottle of champagne and glasses. Emma folded her arms in front of her as she raised an eyebrow at her partner. “You do realize you can take that off now?” Steed set the champagne and glasses on the table, then carefully loosened the helmet off his head. “I don’t know. I’m beginning to develop a taste for it. What could be better than to be a knight in shining armor?” Emma popped off the cork of the champagne and poured a glass. “More like a man sized toaster.” “Well, we can’t all look good in disguise as you, Mrs. Peel,” said Steed holding out an expecting hand. “All too true,” said Emma. She returned to her seat with the glass and took a sip of her champagne. Steed looked from the bottle to Emma in disappointment. “None for me?” “In that outfit?” Emma said. “We wouldn’t want you to rust.” Steed chuckled as Emma grinned back at him over the lip of her glass. “Steed, darling.”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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Awesome set up, I really think this would be a fun match to watch unfold; good match up! Let's not forget that Bane is probably the more experienced fighter in general, League training in mind. If Bane could beat Batman 1 v 1, I feel he's more than a match for the Persian Prince.1 point
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Okay, Soul Calibur evens things out a lot here for Siggy. Not even teleporting will work out that well as the sword acts out on its own. I honestly don't know. This can go either way.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
