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  1. 2 points
    I liked this match quite a bit, and I found it pretty neat how you managed to combine all three of these '90s characters into a single match. Props to you on that, it was pretty creative in its inception and its conceptualization. There were some spelling and grammar issues here and there but it was well done. For the match, I'm liking Gus here, true Slappy has a proven track record and is pretty hard to put down, but in a way, I'm thinking that it will be much harder for him to defeat Gus than it would for Gus to defeat the latter. Reason being, Gus may move slow and be lumbering, but his gum is nearly impenetrable if it hits someone, and his body, in being made of gum would prevent any real damage from being inflicted on him by Slappy, unless Slappy manages to get his hand on cold items to attack Gus with in such a sort period of time, unlikely but possible. Crypt-Keeper would likely hold a bit more of an advantage here against Gus, although I am inclined to think Gus might still be able to defeat him as well, as certain episodes of Tales from the Crypt didn't always go on the way that the Keeper was hoping for, in terms of the bookends, so Gus still has a shot based on that. Slappy vs the Keeper would certainly be closer in terms of a winner, but if it came down to that I could also see Slappy prevailing, though it would probably be about the same amount of times as it would be with Gus, perhaps a bit more, perhaps a bit less, but not too much further beyond that probability.
  2. 2 points
    Yeah, all good. Tier 5 is a broad category. I will look forward to the Magneto vs. Death Star thread.
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    SEASON 7, ROUND 1 Invincible Slot: The Team Anchor Season Wins: 0 Season Losses: 0 Fantasy Team Page Read more about Invincible at Wikipedia Official Site: Image Comics The Death Star Slot: The Team Anchor Season Wins: 0 Season Losses: 0 Fantasy Team Page Read more about The Death Star at Wikipedia Official Site: LucasFilm Ltd Battle Terrain Combat Terrain: Planet Endor
  4. 1 point
    Fantastic set up and incredible idea for a match up! I had to take a look at both of them and I think Katie should be able to take this one
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    “But you don’t understand! I have to speak with Mr. Plotz immediately!” Clara, Mr. Plotz’ secretary, sat stoically behind her desk as the pleading, teenage girl in the sweater stood before her. In her years working at the Warner Bros Studio, Clara had seen all kinds of unusual things; talking hippos, mice planning to take over the world, not to mention the Warner siblings themselves. This girl seemed so ordinary she was almost not worth noticing. “I’m sorry, miss,” said Clara, adjusting her glasses. “But Mr. Plotz doesn’t see anybody without an appointment.” “But I don’t need an appointment!” pouted the girl. “I was on the original Animaniacs show! I need to talk to Mr. Plotz to straighten this all out!” Clara sighed, and turned to her computer. “Very well. Your name, please?” The girl straightened her sweater and held her head high. “Katie Ka-Boom. But you know that already.” Katie’s confidence started to leave her face as she noticed the look of non-recognition on Clara’s. “Surely you remember my song, at least?” Katie took a step away from the desk, put her hands in front of her, and started swaying back and forth as she sang. She’s Katie Ka-Boom! Katie Ka-Boom! She lives in a house with a garden in bloom! Her family knows that anytime soon, Their little lady, Katie, goes Ka-Boom! Katie struck a pose with the biggest jazz hands and smile she could muster. Clara still looked unimpressed. “Sooooo, you were a chorus girl?” Katie’s jaw tightened, and a flicker of light flashed in her eyes, but she took a deep breath and exhaled before she approached the desk. “No! I was a star! I had my own series of cartoon shorts on Animaniacs! Oh, and my family too, of course.” Clara raised an eyebrow. “Are they going to be joining us, as well?” Katie shook her head. “Mom joined a convent, Tinker is with protective services, and Daddy’s at a Jimmy Stewart Look-a Like contest. That’s another thing I need to talk to Mr. Plotz about. I’ll need a new family, a new house…” “I’m sorry, miss,” interrupted Clara. “But I don’t recall anything from Mr. Plotz about a…Katie KerBlam cartoon.” Katie gasped indignantly. “It’s Ka-Boom. And how could he have forgotten me? I had a great run! I ran for…um…er…well, it doesn’t matter how long I ran for! The point is, I was hit! That’s why I knew when I saw that Animaniacs was coming back and you hadn’t contacted me for it, there must have been a mix up with my contract! Probably got misplaced by some intern or a dopey secretary. Er, no offense.” Clara just kept scrolling through files on her computer, trying to remember how temperamental child actors could be. “Miss…um…Ka-Boom? I’m sorry but there was no mix up with your contract. There is no record of you being sent one. Or any record of discussion to consider sending you one.” Katie starting inhaling and exhaling faster, desperately trying to keep her temper in check. “But that can’t be right! Please! You’ve got to let me see Mr. Plotz now! The Warners’ can’t do the show without me!” Clara rose behind the desk. “I’m sorry, Miss Ka-Boom, but even if you had an appointment you wouldn’t be able to see Mr. Plotz. He’s…um…dealing with a…uh…personal issue.” Before Katie could reply, she was distracted by the sound of wolf whistles and cat calls from outside the door to the office. The door swung open, and there, with a line of enraptured males behind her, stood Minerva Mink. She was wearing a strapless, red dress, sunglasses and white sun hat. She turned to gaze at the men behind her, with their eyes bugging out, tongues dragging on the floor, and hearts pounding out of their chests. She smiled and waved with her hand and tail to the crowd. “Thanks for helping me find the CEO’s office, boys. See you around the lot!” She turned back into the office as the crowd collectively fainted to the ground with dumbstruck expressions of joy on their faces. Katie looked to the ceiling in disgust. “Great. Just what I needed today.” Minerva closed the door with her tail, breezed past Katie, and sat on the edge of Clara’s desk. “Minerva Mink. Here for my meeting with Mr. Plotz.” Katie stomped her foot. “You can’t meet Mr. Plotz! I need to meet Mr. Plotz!” Clara sat down again and turned her attention to Minerva. “I’m sorry, Miss Mink, but as I was trying to explain to this young lady, Mr. Plotz is not in. To be honest, he is at the hospital under observation. He was found this morning trying to eat his telephone and wrapped up in the cord.” Minerva gave a coy smile and waved her hand dismissively. “Yes, that was probably my bad. It always seems to happen when I’m talking to a boy on the phone.” “You don’t say,” muttered Katie. Minerva turned around, finally noticing Katie was in the room. “I’m sorry? Have we met before?” Katie counted to 10 in her head before putting on her biggest smile. “Minerva, don’t tell me you don’t remember me? It’s me! Katie!” Minerva peeked over the rims of her sunglasses at Katie, then gave a squeal of recognition as she rushed to embrace her. “Oh! Katie! Katie Ka-Boing! It’s so charming to see you after all these years.” Katie grinded her teeth as Minerva kissed her on both cheeks. “Ka-Boom. Not Ka-Boing. Ka-Boom.” Minerva took off her hat, allowing her blonde hair to fall perfectly to her shoulders as she continued. “Well, I’d love to chat over old times, Katie, dear, but I’m going to be talking to Mr. Plotz. Well, maybe not Mr. Plotz since he’s, heh, out of order at the moment. But I simply must talk to somebody at Warner Bros about my job in the new Animaniacs.” “But I’m here for a job!” Katie cried. Minerva tucked her sunglasses in her dress and looked Katie up and down. “A job? As what? Are they finally hiring new janitors around here? The lot certainly could use it.” Katie could feel her blood boiling as she valiantly tried to hold on to her composure. “I’m not here to be a janitor,” she said through clenched teeth. “I’m here to be on the show! Like I did before.” Minerva looked confused for a moment, then laughed as she put her sunglasses back on. “Oh, Katie, dear, I’m sorry. But, um, do you really think modern audiences want to see, um, whatever is you do?” Katie spluttered in disbelief as Clara looked through her desk and pulled out a black folder. “Like they would want to watch what you do?! Just do short after short of men falling on their faces over you?” Minerva gave a cheeky smile. “Doesn’t have be just men, dear.” She looked over her shoulder with a smoldering glance at Clara. Clara’s eyes began to bulge and her jaw started to head toward the desk before she shook herself out of it and cleared her throat. “Er ahem. Excuse me, ladies, but I think I have the answer to your problem.” Katie and Minerva crowded to the desk as Clara removed a piece a paper from the black folder. On the paper was a list of names, with Katie and Minerva’s names on top. “As you can see,” explained Clara, “the executives at Hulu made a list of individuals they did not want on the Animaniacs revival. Both of you were on top of the list over concerns that your cartoons were too violent, and…um…explicit.” Minerva gave her most innocent look. “But there wasn’t any violence in my cartoons.” Katie facepalmed in disbelief. “I’m the violent one! You’re the explicit one, you air-headed excuse for a fox!” Minerva gave an imperious look as she wrapped her tail around her arm like a stole. “That’s mink, sweetheart. And I’m not going to stand for this! This is going to be my big comeback. And I’m not going to let anyone get in my way. Not Hulu, not Plotz, and certainly not some second rate teenage bimbo!” “Now, ladies,” said Clara. “There must be some way we can…” She was cut off by Katie sticking her finger in Minerva’s face. “Listen up, Minerva! I earned my spot on Animaniacs before and I can do it again! There’s no way I’m going back to community theater when I’ve got this chance right here!” “Do you think it’s been easy for me?!” exclaimed Minerva, putting her hand to brow dramatically. “Do you think I’ve enjoyed going from job to job, posing on DeviantArt for money?!” “Yes,” Katie said flatly. Minerva thought for a moment, then shrugged. “Okay maybe a little. But the point is I belong here! On screen! A star!” “Ha! A star!” snorted Katie. “A star who only starred in TWO cartoons! After that you were lucky the censors let you on as an extra. I deserve to be here! I did twice as many shorts as you!” Minerva swished her tail as she gave poison-filled smile at Katie. “Uh huh, and not even half as many people cared about your cartoons as they did for mine. Just over 10 minutes of screen time and I became the biggest furry celebrity this side of Bugs Bunny. Just what did you do in your cartoons, little girl?” That did it. Katie had had enough. “LITTLE GIRL?!?!” Smoke started pouring out of her ears encircling her like a tornado, and the bright flashes of light returned to her eyes. All of this was ignored by Minerva, who turned back to face Clara at the desk. “Listen, dear, you get on the phone and call the Warners. Yakko, Wakko. Call Dot if you have to. I’m not leaving this office until I speak to someone in charge.” Minerva suddenly realized that Clara wasn’t paying attention. Her face was a picture of fright, and her eyes were focused on something behind Minerva. Minerva turned around and before her stood a being that used to look like a teenage girl. In her place was an 8 foot tall green monstrosity. It’s arms dragged on the floor, ending in long fingers and pointed talons. It’s mouth was a forest of fangs and it’s eyes flashed lightning. It also was wearing the remnants of Katie’s sweater and pants, as well as her hair. The creature roared in Minerva’s face, sending her hat and glasses flying and Clara ducking under the desk. Minerva gazed up at ‘Katie’ as her hair fell back into place. “Oh yeah,” Minerva said glumly. “You did that, didn’t you?” The next thing the people in the backlot heard was the sound of Minerva Mink crashing through the door to Mr. Plotz’ office. She hurtled through air and crashed through several backdrops as ‘Katie’ gave chase, her eyes shoot lasers that sent stagehands ducking for cover. “Please, Miss Ka-Boom!” shouted Clara from behind the desk. “Don’t you think you’re overreacting?” ‘Katie’ howled to the heavens. “I’M NOT OVERREACTING! I’M A TEENAGER!” Minerva’s flight continued as she crashed to a brick wall and into the studio gymnasium. Actors and stunt doubles jumped aside as Minerva slammed through a final wall and landed in the studio pool. She crawled out of the shallow end, trying to squeeze her dress dry as she ranted. “That does it! First she tries to steal my part! Then she insults me! Then she throws me across the lot! Now she’s ruined my dress?! That’s it! I don’t care how big she is! I’ll get that spoiled rotten little…” Minerva stopped herself. She always knew when she was being watched. She turned to see that all of the people in the gymnasium were looking at her with adoring eyes. “Hi, Minerva,” one of the actors asked shyly. “Is there anything we can do for you?” Minerva thought for a moment, then grinned deviously. She did her best to strike an alluring pose while standing soaking wet. “Hi, boys. I’ve got a little problem. Could you lend me a hand?” OK: Katie Ka-Boom: She stays in her monster form until she gets what she wants or until she goes ‘ka-boom’. She then returns to human until something gets her mad enough to transform again. Minerva Mink: She is able to use her Toon ability to drive anyone who is remotely attracted to her to do what she wants. She has access to every person on the Warner Bros backlot from Animaniacs, with the exception of Yakko, Wakko, and Dot. Winner is whoever immobilizes the other and gets their contract to be on the Animaniacs revival. Game On!
  6. 1 point
    Cool first opponent for the ANADAvengers here on CBUB. I think they are a pretty solid team. They aren't as cohesive as the OG Avengers, but they are more than powerful enough to take on these Daleks. Unless the Daleks has some sort of knowledge about their opponent, I don't think they fair too well.
  7. 1 point
    Kamala stared at her algebra book with much contempt in her eyes. "I hate you." She said flatly. Her math teacher assigned the entire class a week of algebra homework that they had to return at the start of next week on a Monday and tonight was a Friday. Not out of time but even with half of it done, she felt it took forever that it might as well never be done. Not helped by the fact that multiple times, she procrastinated playing Warcraft with the excuse she'll get it done eventually. All the way to Friday. "How the heck am I supposed to get this done?" She wondered aloud to herself. "And how did I get stuck on algebra?" She then faceplated on the book in frustration. It had been a slow week for Kamala, close to a month even. As Ms Marvel, A member of the Avengers, a superhero in New Jersey in her own right, last month there was a lot of activity. The stress between superheroics and school life got too much that she wished stuff could it take it easy on her. And so it did. But then she got the algebra assignments. Kamala immediately regretted her wish. Suddenly however, snapping out of her plight, she heard a low but loud humming sound. "Huh?" Kamala sat upright. She rushed over to her window to look what was outside. Kamala could barely see it due to how far but she swore she could make out a set of lights. As if it came straight out of Close Encounters of the Third Kind. Kamala's trance was interrupted by the sound of her phone buzzing. Rushing to her bed, she saw it was Tony Stark calling him, Iron Man. She clicked to answer. "You're seeing weird lights too?" He asked. "Yeah." She nodded. "Get dressed, kid!" He said urgently. "Got to make sure they aren't hostile." "On it!" She said as she hung up. 'It beats algebra homework!' Kamala thought to herself as she raced toward her closet to her Ms Marvel costume. ---- Tony wasted no time picking up Kamala in the convertible. He informed her the others such as Sam Wilson (Captain America), Thor (Jane Foster), Vision, Spider-Man (Miles Morales) and Nova (Sam Alexander) have already conversed around Liberty Island which was where the lights, now identified as a UFO were meeting two others. One was hovering above Brooklyn and the other directly near Liberty Island. Parking near the docks, Tony Stark now immersed himself in the Iron Man suit, prepared to take off with Ms Marvel wrapping her arms around his neck. "Slow week?" He said. "Yeah!" She replied. "Hope this doesn't bore us then!" Iron Man lifted off and with Ms Marvel in tow, flew to Liberty Island to join with the other Avengers, just as the UFO Kamala saw joined the other two in the sky. "Any updates?" Iron Man asked Captain America. "No idea!" He replied. "They've just been hovering there for an hour." Nova in the meanwhile for the past hour had been pondering. Something about them was familiar. "What's up with you?" Spider-Man asked Nova. "This has been bothering me." He replied. "I feel like I should what those ships are. Can't be Chitauri." "Definitely not spacecraft belonging to Skrull or Kree." Vision concurred. "I see something!" Shouted Thor. Doors from the ships opened to reveal a curious army of beings. All encased in broad armor with to the most casual observer had one eye, shaped like a pepper shaker with two light bulbs on its head and a plunger and egg beater. "We're being invaded by salt and pepper shakers?" Iron Man stared in confusion. "Oh snap!" Nova finally realized, now he remembered based on his experience conversing with other members of the Nova corp. "Daleks!" "Daleks?" The rest of the Avengers asked in unison. "Atten-tion hu-mans!" The leader Dalek spoke. "This pla-net is un-der the rule of the Da-lek ar-ma-da!" "Surrender imme-diately or else face the conse-quenc-es!" It continued. As a demonstration, a Dalek ship fired a laser at a nearby building, decimating it completely. "Surrender or be ex-termi-nated!" "If it's a fight they want, it's a fight they shall get!" Thor shouted in anger, ready for battle. "Kid," Iron Man said to Nova. "Give us the details while we fight these guys!" "I don't think we'll get any downtime for explanations." He added. "On it!" Nova nodded in response. "Avengers Assemble!" Captain America shouted as the Avengers rush into battle as the Daleks descended upon them. "Ex-ter-minate!" Screamed the Daleks. ----- Stand alone fight. Basically, every Avenger is at full strength, especially the Jane Foster Thor and so are the Daleks. Didn't want to try one ship, so I picked three to make things even.
  8. 1 point
    Neat little idea for a match. I'll be honest, I had to look both of these ladies up to remember them lol. Even with toon force, I don't see Mink getting out of this one. Also, I just kind of feel bad for Katie. You wrote her very sympathetically. Nice job.
  9. 1 point
    Rated as well, gave it a 5.9 to see what that would do.
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    GAINING AN EDGE: A MASSIVE FIGHTING GAME CROSSOVER PART XCIV The masked luchador, El Fuerte, looked everywhere above deck and below deck on the Freedom Survivor cruise liner. Eventually, he found the man he was looking for, Helena Douglas’s right hand man, Zack. The boisterous kick boxer was currently holding an ice pack to the back of his bald head to reduce the swelling from being rammed into the side of a helicopter. (REF: LEIFANG VS. LI XIANGFEI) “Amigo, I have a question for you,” El Fuerte announced. “What ya need, man?” Zack shot back. “I heard Miss Douglas was attacked while I was away with Sr. Phoenix and Sr. Lawl. (REF: MARSHALL LAW VS. LAU CHAN) Do you know who the assailant was?” asked El Fuerte. “Uh, yeah, some weirdo named Shermie,” answered Zack. “I think she may be a pirate or something, I don’t really know.” “May I see her?” El Fuerte inquired. Confusion spread across Zack’s face. “What? Why?” “Miss Douglas is one of the most incredible women I have ever met, She is mucha amazing. I want to see the kind of person that would attack her. I want to find out why,” El Fuerte explained. “That’s kind of a bizarre request, and from what Miss Douglas tells me, Shermie isn’t talking.” Zack thought it over for a minute. “Then again I am kind of curious too and I haven’t met this crazy girl either. You know what, let’s do it. I can get you in to see her.” Zack led El Fuerte to the DOATEC holding cells and used his position to get in to see Shermie. The two men looked at Shermie through the prison bars, She remained unphased by their arrival. “I told her I wasn’t talking to anyone. I don’t know why she would think the two of you would change that,” stated Shermie. “I came here on my own to shame you chica, for what you tried to do to that wonderful woman,” El Fuerte declared. (REF: HELENA DOUGLAS VS. SHERMIE) Zack was mesmerized by Shermie’s curvy figure and exotic look and it took him a few moments before he finally spoke. “I’m sure there was just a huge misunderstanding. I feel we can work this out to where everyone can be friends.” El Fuerte shot him an incredulous look. “So tell me baby, what is it exactly about Helena that you don’t like?” Zack inquired. “Nothing personal against her, really. Just business,” responded Shermie. “A career orientated woman, I like that,” said Zack. “On the other hand, I sense great tension in you. In my opinion your problem might be that you don’t take enough time out for relaxation and ‘me time’. I could help with that.” “Is that right?” “Absolutely. I have my own island, you know. Beautiful beaches, a top of the line resort, nothing but the best,” insisted Zack. “And you are inviting me to this island?” Shermie wondered. “Even though I attacked your boss.” “Depending on your actions right now, we can make that water under the bridge baby,” Zack promised. Shermie leaned against the bars of her cell to better display the cleavage in her dress. “What would I have to do?” Zack walked closer to Shermie. “Well for starters you would have to apologize to Miss Douglas and then…” “Amigo what are you doing?” asked El Fuerte. Zack turned his attention back to the luchador. “Chill man, I got this.” Shermie suddenly grabbed Zack’s red tie and yanked him against the black bars. Zack gasped for air as she choked him. “You are one of the types of people that I despise the most. Consider yourself lucky that these bars are here or I would be happily dancing all over your face!” she threatened. “In due time, Orochi will be reborn and scum like you will be cleansed from the earth.” El Fuerte inserted himself between the two and pulled Zack out of her grasp. Zack wheezed and coughed. “You psycho, we could have had something special.” Zack hunched over as he tried to catch his breath. Meanwhile, El Fuerte stood in front of Shermie’s cell with his back to her. He extended his hand slightly behind his back and Shermie placed inside it a small black pouch, (REF: BONNE JENET VS. CERVANTES DE LEON) “Ay chihuahua, any hope we had of getting information from her is gone now because you can’t help yourself,” El Fuerte scolded. “You can see yourselves out,” Shermie snapped. Shermie giggled to herself as El Fuerte and Zack left the holding cell area. “That didn’t exactly go as smooth as it could have,” Zack admitted. El Fuerte shook his head in disgust. “Do you know where Miss Douglas is?” Zack panicked. “You are not going to tell her what happened in there are you?” “No,” replied El Fuerte. “Although there are cameras in there, aren’t there? I’m sure she could see it for herself if someone made her aware of it, amigo.” Zack nervously adjusted his tie. “I need to go talk to a guy in the video room.” Zack took his leave of El Fuerte. The aspiring chef made his way toward the office of Helena Douglas. To his surprise, she was approaching in the opposite direction. Helena appeared flustered. “Hola senorita. It is lovely to see you again. I have a suggestion if you will permit me,” he stated. “If you can make it quick, I am in the middle of something rather important,” said Helena. “I know we are about to embark on our mission, but I was thinking of throwing a feast for everyone first,” El Fuerte suggested. “From what I have heard the people on this boat have been through quite a lot already. Between the horrible storm and the pirate attack, (REF: BONNE JENET VS. LILI ROCHEFORT) I think it would be a good gesture to show everyone how thankful you are for them. And I want to help put it together.” Helena smiled. “That is a good idea. A very thoughtful gesture indeed. Have Zack put you in touch with our chefs and instruct them to let you take the lead. Thank you El Fuerte.” El Fuerte bowed respectfully. “The pleasure is all mine. I will just need a few hours to prepare.” “Wonderful. Now, if you will excuse me. I will see you soon.” Helena continued her brisk walk down the expansive hallway. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Young Xinqi quan practitioner,Eliot, sat next to his friend, Brad Wong, as they finished the meal prepared for them by El Fuerte as a thank you for their fight against the pirate invasion, Eliot looked over somewhat longingly a few tables over where Asuka Kazama and Makoto sat with a young female fighter Eliot had not met yet. (REF: KOKORO VS. GANRYU) Eliot lied to himself that he was just curious what martial arts she practiced, but in truth he was attracted to her. “Hey, are you even listening?” Brad bellowed. Eliot apologized. “Huh? Sorry. What was that?” “I was asking how the old man is doing,” Brad clarified. “Master Gen Fu was in good spirits. (REF: GEN VS. GEN FU) I felt like he was hiding something, but I can’t imagine anything too exciting going on at the bookstore,” Eliot rationalized. “You didn’t tell him about my little scuffle did ya?” Brad inquired. (REF: BRAD WONG VS. LEI WULONG) Eliot did not respond. “Ah, well that’s okay. Nothing to be ashamed of,” said Brad. He punctuated his point by drinking the rest of his wine flask. “I need some air.” Eliot followed his friend outside the dining area and they made their way to the top deck. “Do you think we can make a pit stop whenever we start this adventure. I have run out of good wine in this luxury prison.” Brad laughed at his own joke. “I really hope this Soul Edge thing is as important as everyone is making it out to be. Otherwise this whole thing was a waste of time.” “I am excited, and also a little nervous,” Eliot admitted. Brad ignored the young fighter as his eyes traveled over to the side of the ship where Josie Rizal was taking in the sights. “Hey, there is your girl,” he declared. “What?” “Don’t be coy with me. I saw you staring at her in the dining hall. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You’ve got good taste kid, she is a looker,” Brad remarked. “I don’t know what you are talking about,” Eliot insisted. “Don’t be shy, just go talk to her. Those other girls aren’t even with her anymore so it should be smooth sailing,” said Brad. Eliot blushed, but did not move. “Fine then, if you aren’t going to go talk to her then I will,” Brad decided. “I could use the company of a beautiful girl, I might even invite her over for a drink.” Eliot was mortified. He watched from a distance as Brad Wong approached Josie and started to chat her up. The short haired female fighter rebuffed his advances, and Eliot immediately had flashbacks to Brad trying to flirt with Ayane before a Dead or Alive tournament and how bad that went. Eliot decided to intercede before Brad offended this woman, embarrassed himself, or most likely both. “C’mon just one drink,” Brad pleaded. “I promise you’ll have a good time.” “No, I really am just trying to enjoy this scenery on my own right now,” replied Josie. “Who knows when or even if I will get this opportunity again.” “I’ve been on this boat awhile, I can show you all the best views,” stated Brad. Anger seeped into Josie’s voice. “Can’t you just accept no?” Brad lightly grabbed Josie’s arm. “If you just give me five minutes I promise..” Josie decked Brad with her left hand and sent him sprawling to the ground. Josie took in some heavy breaths and her eyes began to glow with an orange tint. “You couldn’t just leave well enough alone. Your kind will never learn.” Josie assaulted Brad with kicks and punches. The sudden burst of rage and violence caught Brad off guard and he failed to defend himself. Finally, Eliot reached them and pulled Josie off of Brad. “That’s enough. He has learned his lesson,” Eliot insisted. “I am so, so sorry. I promise you he will never bother you again.” “Are you making excuses for this perverted old man!” Josie shouted. “No,he has just had a lot to drink and is in a weird headspace right now. I promise you he means no offense,”said Eliot. The orange tint in Josie’s eyes was now more prevalent. It unnerved Eliot a little. “So you are defending him,” she surmised. “Well if you want to side with that creep then you also deserve a beating.” Josie prepared herself to fight Eliot. This was not the first meeting he was hoping for.
  12. 1 point
    Great idea for a match. I can't think of anyone else that would be a problem for Katie to smash.
  13. 1 point
    I vaguely remember the Ice Cream Man. I feel like I enjoyed that movie, but it's been so long. I do feel he loses here though. It won't take much for him to get caught. Thanks for using all these underused characters. Nice to see them get some love. The set-up was good too, didn't notice any glaring errors.
  14. 1 point
    Well I vote and rate the match. Everything seems to work good so far.
  15. 1 point
    Really loving your arc here, it's fantastic! An it's good from me. I'm going with Bo. Vizlsa may have once been her superior, but I think Bo knows his tactics well enough to counter them.
  16. 1 point
    This was awesome and very entertaining! The Avengers have my vote on this one but it is definitely a close one
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    Thanks SSJRuss, I keep going back and forth myself. I definitely think that Vizsla is a decent fighter. I mean he wouldn't have been the leader of Death Watch if he was horrible, but it seemed like he did get overconfident in battles So I think it could go either way
  19. 1 point
    Vizsla is a decent fighter, but my gut says that Bo Katan could get the better of him. She seems more tactical and careful. Vizsla will get too sure and full of himself and make a mistake, which will cost him. Another good match, Boratz!
  20. 1 point
    GAINING AN EDGE: A MASSIVE FIGHTING GAME CROSSOVER PART XCIII In the empty gym where they both had to endure hard fought fights, Mila (REF: MILA VS. VANESSA LEWIS) bent over her wrestling hero, Bass Armstrong, as he slowly regained consciousness. (REF: ALEX VS. BASS ARMSTRONG) “Welcome back big guy,” she said with a smile. “Mila? Are you okay…. Is he…” Bass’s eyes darted over to Alex who stood silently a few feet away. “He’s still here!” Bass attempted to jump to his feet, but immediately grabbed his ribs in pain. “Take it easy, man. Everything is ok. We talked it out. It was all a big misunderstanding,” Mila explained. “We are after the same person,” Alex added. “We think that whoever took Sarah is the same one who infected Alex’s friend, Vanessa. The girl who attacked me,” said Mila. “How do we find this son of a bitch?” Bass asked. “That’s the part we’re stuck on,” Alex admitted. A voice called out from the entrance of the gym. “I may be able to help with that.” Everyone turned their attention to the doorway In the sunlit frame stood a young woman with short blonde hair dressed in medieval armor. ” Bass massaged the back of his head. “Man I must have slammed my head harder than I thought. That girl looks like a knight or something.” Alex looked over the woman with confusion. “She is dressed like a knight. Who are you?” “My name is Cassandra Alexandra, former warrior of the Ottoman Empire, and forever an enemy to the evil sword, Soul Edge,” the blonde announced. She walked over to the sprawled out body of Vanessa Lewis. The long silver haired fighter was beginning to stir. “How far gone is she?” Cassandra inquired. “I have no idea. I have never seen anything like it before. I am not even sure what it is,” Mila replied. “DId you say part of the Ottoman Empire?” “I did.” Cassandra looked over Vanessa’s face and moved it left to right. “This girl has become part of the malfested.” “The what?” asked Bass. “The malfested. She has been corrupted by the power of Soul Edge. In fact, there are tiny shards of the sword embedded inside of her at this very moment,” Cassandra revealed. “That sounds like that thing Helena was afraid of,” noted Mila. “Whoever this Helena is, she is right to be afraid of the Soul Edge sword. It brings with it only destruction and despair,” said Cassandra. “Wait, this whole thing is about a sword? I don’t believe it.” Alex shook his head. “That is the craziest thing I have ever heard.” “Her eyes emitted an eerie orange glow, did they not? If you don’t believe me and you don’t believe your own eyes, you can ask that woman who I captured on the opposite side of this street. (REF: VICE VS. CASSANDRA ALEXANDRA) She is the one that is responsible for your friend’s condition. I don’t know how she came upon shards of Soul Edge, (REF: SARAH BRYANT VS. MATURE) I also don’t believe she is the mastermind behind this whole ordeal. Unfortunately, she is not sharing any details on who actually is,” stated Cassandra. Alex cracked his knuckles. “There are ways to get her to talk.” “For some reason she strikes me as the kind of girl who would enjoy the torture,” Cassandra remarked. “What about Sarah Bryant?” Mila questioned “We could continue the interrogation across the street, but I;m not sure if we will get very far,” Cassandra admitted. She turned her attention back to Vanessa. “Your immediate concern should be this girl. If you want to have any hope of saving your friend here, you need to get those shards out of her.” “How do we do that?” asked Alex. “My sister, Sophitia, can help her. I can give you Sophitia’s location so that you can bring your friend to her,” stated Cassandra. “If it will save her, I will take her there myself right away,” Alex declared. Cassandra stepped closer to Alex. She pulled out her sword and aimed it in his direction. “I sense no evil or malice within you, so I am assuming your motives are pure. But know this, if you use this information to hurt or betray my sister I will make you regret it for the rest of your waking days..” Alex was not frightened by Cassandra’s threat, yet he remained non confrontational because he understood the emotion behind it. “You don’t have to worry about me." “Where will you go?” Mila wondered. “I will resume my mission of searching out allies for my sister and me,” responded Cassandra. “Sophitia is determined to take on Soul Edge once it reemerges like she always does. She never asks for help, but I refuse to let her face it alone. I am traveling to find warriors named Hildegard Von Kronne and Ivy Valentine. They are both allies of ours from long ago and I believe I know where they are.” (REF: RAPHAEL SOREL VS. LARS ALEXANDERSSON) Bass looked over to Mila. “You should go with her.” “Huh?” “Helena sent us here on a recruitment mission, but what she is really looking for is answers. Answers I believe this knight lady can help us find,” stated Bass. “I’d offer to go myself, but I don’t think I will be of much help.” He grabbed his side and grimaced in pain. “That boy really did a number on me.” “Sorry about that,” said Alex. “What I can do is bring that woman Cassandra captured back to Helena, see if maybe she has better luck crackin her shell.” Bass announced. He looked over to the greek warrior. “That is of course, if you would allow me to take your prisoner.” “She is all yours,” replied Cassandra. “Would you also allow me to accompany you on your mission. I am a really good fighter,” Mila boasted. Cassandra smiled. “I welcome any ally to the cause.” She looked over Mila’s t-shirt and jeans. “Are you sure that you are properly dressed for battle?” “I will be fine,” the red headed MMA fighter insisted. Cassandra and Bass said their goodbyes. “I’ll be sure to let you know of any information we can squeeze out of her,” Bass promised. Mila nodded. “I’ll also call with any information I learn from Cassandra.” “You take care of yourself, you hear?” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Helena looked over the bodies of employees and tournament fighters as they entered into the dining area of the Freedom Survivor cruise liner. She wanted to make sure everyone was there to enjoy the cuisine that El Fuerte had put together. (REF: LEI WULONG VS. GUILE) Her assistant, Zack, stood by her side. “Is that everyone?” asked Zack. “I don’t see Tina. I know she has been a little depressed lately, I hope she is doing okay,” Helena remarked. “Don’t worry, I’m on it boss lady,” Zack announced. Zack left the dining area and made his way to the room where Tina Armstrong was staying. He knocked on her door. “Hey baby girl, you in here?” he called out. Tina opened the door and let him in. “Oh hi Zack, how are you?” she asked flatly as she sat back on her bed. “I’ll be great, once you get yourself dolled up and head over to the feast with me,” Zack answered. “I’m not going,” Tina insisted. “It’s a celebration right? And a look to the fights ahead. Well, I haven’t done anything recently worth celebrating and I don’t thnk I’d be of much use in the fights ahead.” Zack was gobsmacked. “In all the years I have known you, you have never lacked confidence. You aren’t still tripping about losing to Wolf, are you?” (REF: TINA ARMSTRONG VS. WOLF HAWKFIELD) “Yeah, but that ain’t the only thing,” said Tina. “I just got a call from big daddy. He is coming back to the ship with some important information for Helena. Which is great and all, but he also told me he got his ass kicked by some punk named Alex. You know Zack, I used to think me and my dad were pretty hot stuff. Maybe I was wrong.” Zack remained incredulous. “I don’t understand where this defeatist attitude is coming from, baby girl. It’s not like you haven’t lost fights at the Dead or Alive tournaments before. It never got you down before." “Yeah, I assumed all the strongest people in the world were in that tournament, so there was no shame in losing there. Now, it looks like that might not be the case,” stated Tina. “Nah, I’m confident that is very much still the case. Seeing all these fighters from other tournaments has done nothing to change my mind. Wolf simply got a few lucky hits in, that’s all. It happens to all of us, even me. I’m sure if it was a two out of three falls match you would have whooped his butt,” Zack declared. Tina giggled. “Thanks Zack. I really appreciate the pep talk. Hey, you want to watch some old wrestling shows with me?” Zack looked back and forth between Tina and the door before making his decision. “Yeah, why not? I’m sure Miss Douglas won’t need my help over there and between you and me I am more than a little skeptical of that little luchador’s cooking skills.” Tina smiled and patted on the corner of the bed next to her. “Well then park your keister right here mister, and I will show you some of the most amazing wrestling matches you’ve ever seen.” Zack sat next to Tina and the pair watched wrestling for the next couple of hours. This lasted until they overheard loud shouting coming from outside Tina’s room. “Sounds like someone is madder than a pack of wild dogs on a three legged cat,” Tina remarked. “I’ll go check it out,” Zack offered. A few hallways over, Armor King and Wolf Hawkfield were walking and talking after having finished the grand meal in the dining area prepared by El Fuerte. Armor King motioned with his hands a new hold he had tried out during his fight with T. Hawk at the G-Corporation facility. (REF: T. HAWK VS. ARMOR KING) “That looks so cool. I’d really like to see it in action,” said Wolf. “In fact, to tell you the truth I have been itching for a fight since I got on this boat. (REF: SERGEI DRAGUNOV VS. GUILE) I felt it a little bit before when I watched those two drunkards fight (REF: BRAD WONG VS. LEI WULONG), but it’s really bubbling up in me now. Those two bit pirates were nothing, I need a real challenge and I need it now.” Armor King was confused. “What do you say? Let’s throw down here and now and see who is superior,” Wolf suggested. Armor King shook his head and argued that it was an inappropriate time. Just then, shouts from down the hall interrupted their conversation. They two muscular wrestlers raced down the hall to find DOATEC security officers fighting amongst themselves. Some of them had a strange orange glow in their eyes and they were savagely beating their fellow officers. Armor King and Wolf interceded. Armor King did his best to just subdue the attackers, but Wolf pounded them into the ground. Wolf let out his trademark howl as he continued to pummel anyone in front of him. Armor King reached over to pull Wolf off an already beaten security guard and Wolf snapped his head up in Armor King’s direction. Wolf’s eyes now had the same glow as the DOATEC security guards they had just put down. “You want some of this?” He shouted. “Good. Cause I want a piece of you, and I’m not asking anymore. Get yourself ready!” Armor King did not have time to process what was happening to Wolf Hawkfield before he was forced to defend himself.
  21. 1 point
    Just letting it be known that I am intending to get a team in for the Draft. Assuming my other picks are accepted, I'm still currently stuck on the deciding my Team Anchor and Precocious Child picks.
  22. 1 point
    “This had better be good, Keeper,” muttered Slappy. The dummy sat on an antique chair, gazing at the Crypt Keeper as he stood hunched over a table reading through one of his many books. “I’ve got better things to do with my nights than be cooped up here in your dump of a crypt.” The Crypt Keeper cackled as he shut the book, and turned his attention fully to Slappy. “Heh heh heh heh. Why, Slappy. You shouldn’t say things that aren’t true. You wouldn’t want your noise to start growing again. Heh heh!” “That was Pinocchio, you pile of bones and pus!” snapped Slappy. “I’ve been sitting here for an hour while you’ve just been reading that stupid book!” “Ah, but there’s nothing like burying yourself in a good story. Heh heh heh! “ The Crypt Keeper placed the book back on a shelf as voice grew more serious. “You should consider yourself lucky that the only threat to you has been dying of boredom. After your behavior at my last monster bash, I could have turned you into kindling the minute you set foot at my door again.” “You’re the one who invited Zeke the Plumber without telling anybody!” “That’s no reason for having a brawl that wrecked my haunted home!” “How could you tell it was wrecked? It always looks like this!” The two stood eye to eye glaring at each other. Then both cackled gleefully. “Heh heh heh! Oh, you really are a cut up, Slappy. I’ve always had a soft spot in my…er…guts for you. I’m willing to let die-gones be die-gones. And to make it up to you, I’ve arranged a special trick r treat for you.” The Crypt Keeper picked up an old remote, pressing a button and turning on a wall of televisions. Through the static, Slappy could see a surveillance camera view of each room in the Keeper’s mansion above them. But the cameras also revealed that they were not alone. Hurrying from room to room were young humans, carrying kegs, dancing and chatting excitedly together. “What are these brats doing here?” said Slappy. “These brats are from a community college near here,” explained the Crypt Keeper. “Apparently someone invited them all to a night of thrills and chills in my mansion.” Slappy looked back at the screens stunned. “Let me get this straight. These low rent co eds received anonymous invitations to a party in the most haunted looking house on Earth, and they all said yes?” The Crypt Keeper grinned and nodded. “I believe they thought it would be ‘lit’. Heh heh heh!” Slappy howled with laughter. “Hahahaha! Boy, I love humans!” The Crypt Keeper motioned to a book case. “Behind that shelf is a passage way. It will lead you up to the study. From there I’m sure you can find some way to make our young fiends feel…comfortable.” Slappy hurried to the book case, slipping a knife into his suit pocket. “Oh I’m sure I can. Thanks a lot, Crypty. Whenever anyone tells me you’re not a nice guy….I’ll be sure to believe ‘em! Hahahahahaha!” Slappy pulled out one of the books, and the shelf moved aside to reveal a stairwell. Slappy hurried up the steps as the book shelf swung back into place behind him. With the Living Dummy gone, the Crypt Keeper’s grin vanished. “That stupid pile of termite food! You really think I’d bring you here to bury the hatchet? Heh heh. Well you’re right. I’ll bury it right in your wooden head!” The Crypt Keeper hurried across the crypt to a blue Igloo cooler wrapped in chains and padlocked. He quickly undid the locks and lifted the lid of the cooler. Inside, laid out on pile of ice, was a very ugly doll. It was the size of a Cabbage Patch Kid, but it was purple, wrinkled, and hairless. It was dressed in a red turtle neck sweater, black pants, and a black leather trench coat. Carefully, the Crypt Keeper lifted the doll out of the cooler, brushing away the frost on it’s head. “Shh. There, there. I’m sorry you had to be kept on ice for a while, but we must keep you a surprise for that demented Muppet up there. Now, let’s see if you are still in good shirking order.” He pressed a button on the back of the doll’s head. The doll cycled through it’s pre-recorded catchphrases. “I’M BURNING MAD! I’M STEAMING MAD!” “YOU LAUGHING AT ME? YOU LAUGHING AT ME?!” “SLIME ANYONE?” After a final press of the button, a purple slime trickled out of the doll’s mouth. The Crypt Keeper stuck his finger in the slime and put it in his mouth. “Mmmm. Grape bubblegum. Heh heh! Ya gotta love those retro 90s toys. Although it would have been better if it was red scary or slaughter-melon flavored instead. But no matter. Now that I know you’re still functioning, why don’t you go warm yourself by the fire? Or rather….IN it?” The Crypt Keeper threw the doll across the crypt like a football, sending it flying into a stone fireplace. A burst of flames shot out of the fireplace, soon replaced by billowing clouds of purple smoke. Out the smoke, crawling out on it’s hands and knees, was the doll. It struggled to it’s feet, swaying to maintain it’s balance. The toy that was once the size of a normal doll now stood at a towering 6 feet tall. “I’M BURNING MAD! I’M STEAMING MAD!” it growled. The Crypt Keeper clapped his hands triumphantly. “Heh heh heh heh! It worked! The stories about Gooey Gus were true! Talk about getting hot under the collar! Heh heh heh!” Gooey Gus pointed a shriveled hand at the Crypt Keeper. “YOU LAUGHING AT ME? YOU LAUGHING AT ME?!” “Who? Me? Oh not at all, my fruity fiend. Don’t tell me you’re still feeling heated about me putting you in cold storage, are you?” Gooey Gus squinted at the Crypt Keeper. “SLIME ANYONE?” Gooey Gus reared back his head, and the Crypt Keeper jumped out the way behind a stone gargoyle. Gooey Gus unleashed a torrent of purple slime from his mouth on the chair that Slappy had been sitting in. Within seconds it was completely enveloped in slimy cocoon. The Crypt Keeper peeked out to look at his ruined furniture. “Oh boy. I always liked that armchair. I had it made of real arms. But I really think you should focus your rage on someone who really is laughing at you.” Gooey Gus lurched toward the Crypt Keeper. “I’M BURNING MAD! I’M STEAMING MAD!” “Yes, yes, my twisted pile of gum,” said the Crypt Keeper, pointing at the television screens which showed Slappy having taken the teenagers hostage in the study. “But that little man there is the one laughing at you, not me.” Gooey Gus cocked his head at the screen and stated as Slappy used his green breath to convert one the teenagers into a lifesized puppet. “YOU LAUGHING AT ME? YOU LAUGHING AT ME?!” “Yes, he is, Gus,” soothed the Crypt Keeper, patting his arm consolingly. “And he’s going to keep laughing at you unless you do something about it. So, my purple pal, what are you going to do about it?” Gooey Gus looked with his bloodshot eyes at the televisions, then sent them crashing to the floor, and turned to glare at the Crypt Keeper. “SLIME ANYONE?” “Perfect!” cried the Crypt Keeper, as he ushered Gooey Gus to the book case. “Secret passage is through there.” Gooey Gus looked confused at the briefcase, then melted himself into a slimy puddle and slid underneath to the other side. The Crypt Keeper rushed back to the television monitors, and set it on a desk to watch the fun. In the study Slappy had finished with his victim. On the floor was now a dummy with a painted face, and carved jaw, still wearing a varsity jacket. “Please,” sobbed a blonde girl. “Why are you doing this?” Slappy drew close her, and pointed the knife toward her face. “Because you are my slaves, sweetie. I can do what ever I want to you. You can either do as a say, or you can wind up like your friend over there.” Another boy in a varsity jacket leaned toward Slappy, stopping short only because of the knife. “Let us go, you psychotic little…” His blustering was interrupted as the bookcase burst out into the study, sending books flying and the teenagers screaming and ducking for cover. Slappy’s eyes widened as Gooey Gus entered the room. “What are you supposed to be? The Toxic Avenger?” Gooey Gus stepped over the fallen bookcase toward Slappy. “I’M BURNING MAD! I’M STEAMING MAD!” Slappy couldn’t believe his eyes. “Wait a minute. You’re that freak from that PBS show? Did Keeper put you up to this?” Gooey Gus stretched out his arms toward Slappy. “YOU LAUGHING AT ME? YOU LAUGHING AT ME?!” Slappy waved the knife dismissively at the lumbering slime monster. “Yeah, yeah. You weren’t much for conversation back in the day either, were you? As you can see I’m busy right now so why don’t you hop on the next Greyhound to Brooklyn and I’ll…” Suddenly the boy in the varsity rushed forward, knocking aside Slappy and charging toward Gooey Gus with fists raised. “Leave us alone, you freaks!” he cried swinging punch at Gus’ chest. The fist sunk into slime that made up Gooey Gus. The boy tried to pull back his fist, but it was stuck tight. Gooey Gus looked down at the arm stuck in his chest, then glared down at the foolish boy. “SLIME ANYONE?” The last sensations the boy experienced was the blast of slime dislodging him from the monster’s chest, the feeling of flying through air, crashing against a wall, then the world turning purple as the slime cocooned around him, attaching him to the wall. The other teenagers scattered, screaming and running to various rooms in the mansion. Gooey Gus looked around the room. “Hey! Raisin Brain!” Gus turned around to see Slappy, flanked by two teenagers converted into dummies, and using his magic to grow to Gus’ height. “You’ve made the worst mistake of your life, gruesome. And after I’m done with you, I’m gonna make the Crypt Keeper pay!” Gooey Gus raised his arms above his head as he roared. “I’M BURNING MAD! I’M STEAMING MAD!” Slappy readied his knife and he charged forward with his puppets behind him. “Yeah? Join the club.” OK: Slappy: Has all his abilities from books/movies. I’ve added that he can use his magic to grow to human size, but it will wear down over time. He can ‘recharge’ but he must revert to dummy size while he does. The Crypt Keeper: Has all his abilities from his shows. Gooey Gus: Gus is essentially Clayface crossed with a zombie. He can project his slime to trap people and turn to slime himself to get passed locked doors. He can be weakened by cold or substances that soften his gum based body. If he gets too cold, he loses strength and returns to doll size. Slappy or Gus win by destroying the other, then taking out Crypt Keeper. The Crypt Keeper wins if the teenagers destroy Slappy and Gus (leaving them easy pickings for the Crypt Keeper), or if he destroys the winner of Slappy/Gus himself. Game On!
  23. 1 point
    Great match with some rarely used characters. I love me some Crypt Keeper. This match is a close one, so I think Crypt comes out on top. It's a slight margin though.
  24. 1 point
    In the ruins of Tartarus, Eris sat on a marble throne, gazing at a luminescent globe of the Earth. In one hand she held a glass of wine, the other petting the head of the constellation Leo. She grinned with satisfaction as she inspected the planet. “War? Disease? Political upheaval? Panic in the streets? Ha! What a year! I haven’t had this much fun since the Trojan War!” “Gotta love a goddess who appreciates the classics,” said a sly voice. Eris groaned, looking up at the figure that had appeared standing on the globe. Hades, Lord of the Dead, gave his best attempt at a friendly smile. Eris motioned to Leo, allowing it to ascend into the heavens, then addressed Hades as she poured herself another drink. “Lord Hades, how unexpected. What do you want?” Hades gave a hurt expression. “Seriously? What is it with people? Gods, mortals. They always have to assume that I want something. Is it so hard to believe that I would just like to drop in on a friend and say, ‘Hello, how are ya?” Eris took a sip from her glass and with a firm swipe of her hand caused the globe Hades was standing on to vanish. The god remained suspended in midair, gently lowering himself as he continued his diatribe. “I mean, come on, Eri, babe, sweetheart. I would think you wouldn’t mind having some company around here. Although you’ve done wonders with the place. Did you just dust?” Eris tossed aside her glass and rose from her throne to stand eye to eye with Hades. “Please. People think you want something because you always want something. So stop trying to sweet talk me like I’m some mortal mark. Get to the point.” Hades huffed a sigh and held out his arms. “Ok, ok, ok. Here’s the deal. You have been busy this year. Let’s face it, you’ve really been living up to the whole ‘Goddess of Discord’ thing. Bad news, that means you’ve been filling my Underworld with a lot of mortal souls.” “So what?” shrugged Eris. “Don’t tell me you came all this way because you’re feeling bad about a few mortals kicking the bucket?” Hades snorted. “Bad? Me? Come on, mortals dying? That’s all they do. But here’s the thing. I would really appreciate if you took a chill pill and took it easy for the next year or two. Just until we can take care of the backlog of dead you’ve given me. And while you’re taking a break from driving humans nuts, maybe we can find something else to pass the time.” Eris instantly felt uneasy. “We?” she said, trying to keep calm. Hades apparated to her side, putting his arm around her shoulder. “Sure, we. I mean, Eri, I always knew that we had a connection. We do have a lot in common. Making deals, thirsting for power.” He snapped his fingers, allowing a small blaze to appear in his hands. “We both like to smoke. Heh heh. Just a little pun there.” Eris knew that if she had a stomach she would be throwing up. Hades made the fire disperse and went on, apparating back in front of Eris. “But seriously, babe. Think of the possibilities. The Goddess of Discord and the God of the Underworld. Chaos and Death. Just think what we could do to those stuck up pricks on Olympus, huh? After that, you and I could do anything to the mortals we wanted without having to play by my dumb brother’s rules. Whadaya say?” Hades held out his hand, his smile showing his pointed teeth. Eris looked down at the hand, then looked right at Hades and laughed in his face. She fell back into her throne and apparated away, her laughter echoing against the pillars of Tartarus. Hades remained standing with his hand outstretched, his smile now melting into a look of concern. “Um, Eri, sweetheart? Was that a yes or a no? You’re sending me mixed signals here…” A sudden shriek from above was all the warning Hades got. He looked up just in time the giant Roc come swooping down towards him, with Eris perched on his back. Hades was sent sprawling to avoid the talons of the great bird as it lashed out with it’s beak. “You foolish god,” Eris dangerously purred. “I already can do anything to the mortals I want. And I don’t have work with a deadbeat like you to do it. So why don’t you just go back to your Underworld before I use you for bird food?” Hades sent a blast of fire toward the Roc and apparated away. The Roc took to the air as Eris patted it’s head. “Don’t worry, dear. That creep would have given you indigestion anyway. Ha!” At the same moment, Hades apparated back into his court in the Underworld where Pain and Panic greeted him. “Hey, boss!” shouted Pain. “How did it go?” “Yeah,” said Panic. “Did she like your offer?” Hades said nothing. He unleashed his flames on Pain and Panic, his face twisted in rage. He turned his back on his henchmen as they reformed themselves. “Boys, spread the word. I want every monster I’ve got on the payroll. The next time I go to Tartarus, I’m going teach our little Eri a lesson in how to not TICK! ME! OFF!” Pain and Panic looked at each other. “Guess it didn’t go well” said Panic. “Sounds about right,” said Pain. OK: Eris: At full strength. Has all of her powers/monsters from the movie. Hades: At full strength. Has all of his powers/monsters from the movie. No Titans. Fight will take place in Tartarus. Who wins? Enjoy!
  25. 1 point
    Don't know the characters very well but I enjoyed the set-up and how you tied it with current event in our world. Not sure who to vote for just yet...
  26. 1 point
    I agree. I think Sam's experience can make up for any slight advantage Vulture will have in suit technology.
  27. 1 point
    Phenomenal Setup. I really enjoyed it. I don't know if the theme of story telling was intentional on top of the 90s lite horror motif, but it totally works. Slappy gaining fame from the Goosebumps series, Gooey Gus coming from a Ghostwriter episode about creative writing, and everyone knows the Crypt Keeper loves a good story. As for who would win, I think I am going with Gooey Gus, despite him being a massive goober. I appreciate the Crypt Keeper pulling the strings, but I don't think he has the power to prevail. If Slappy and Gooey Gus were going at it nearby a walk in freezer I would trust Slappy to oustmart his opponent and win, Unfortunately for the living dummy that is not the case. Great job.
  28. 1 point
    I do believe that while Vulture may have superior weapons and tech, Sam has more experience and skills that will ultimately be the deciding factor. Vulture faced off against Spidey who has power but lacked any experience or skills. Yeah Peter is intelligent and fought in the airport battle, but he is still a kid. He did some stupid stuff and made a bunch of stupid decisions. I think in a battle, Sam will ultimately defeat Vulture
  29. 1 point
    Yet another great set-up, Culwych! As usual, you really laid out the story here. As for the match, like the others I think I like the more accomplished Caesar in this war.
  30. 1 point
    Another very good set-up, broadwaybeyonder. A little short for me to give it five stars, but still a very good story. I've never seen Disney's Hercules or Dreamworks' Sinbad, but I'm pretty familiar with Disney's Hades from the Kingdom Hearts games. From what I can tell, you have him very much in character. As for the match, as Eris seems to casually have star constellations as pets, her power and forces just might be on another level from Hades'. I think Eris takes this one.
  31. 1 point
    Hmmm... It’s really hard to judge this matchup because I don’t think we ever really got to see how powerful Eris truly was, mostly because she was dealing with lowly mortals. I really think it will come down to whether Hades can use the Titans or not. Remember, the Titans were able to overpower and imprison Zeus (the most powerful being in the Disney’s Hercules universe) and all of his fellow Gods. Since we never got to see how Eris compared to other Gods, I can’t honestly tell how she or her minions would deal with the Titans. Edit: Just saw that the description says no Titans for Hades. I’m now thinking Eris will take this win.
  32. 1 point
    Added Wishbone if anyone is still in need of a team pet! Or wants to swap out CBUB Profile: Wishbone (electricferret.com)
  33. 1 point
    Definitely gets my vote. I dont think we really saw just how powerful she was, and the only thing that held her back from destroying Sinbad at the end was herself.
  34. 1 point
    Good setup! I got to go with Eris, home turf advantage and of the two she seemed more of a legit threat, Disney Hades get's a bit too goofy.
  35. 1 point
    Great idea for a matchup. I need to look into Eris more because I never saw the Sinbad cartoon movie. You nailed Hades though, one of my favorite Disney villains. Good job,
  36. 1 point
    Awesome set up! I really enjoyed it a lot! Will need to think on this one before I can make a decision
  37. 1 point
    Awesome set up! This was really fun! I will definitely have to look at the characters and make a decision later. Once again this was really great!
  38. 1 point
    If this is a fight between two movie characters, I feel like Vulture might get the edge because he has a bit more tech on him than Falcon
  39. 1 point
    Thanks! Right now, I'm trying to think of what but thank you for the compliment!
  40. 1 point
    Great arc! I loved your use of characters, setting and fight scenes. Looking forward to whatever you right next.
  41. 1 point
    Great setup and characterisation. From what I can recall, Eris should take this both in terms of overall power and monsters. If the titans are involved then it's a lot closer.
  42. 1 point
    Awesome. Good season everyone. Some exciting matchups all around. I can't believe My Pet Monster, a last second addition, came though for my team as well as he did, I have to give it up for Elisa Maza., truly my team captain and MVP. I always love seeing characters from such an awesome show do well on here. Good luck to everyone for the next season.
  43. 1 point
    I do totally see your Viewpoint. However, if this were a Tier 4 slot, the character would actually be underpowered. They rate him a Low 4 at peak. So he does not neatly fit there either - there are better options if we are picking Tier 4. I guess if you split the difference then he is a Tier 4.5.
  44. 1 point
    I think Venom is asking because the Death Star - 1 and 2 - are listed there, but seem a little out of place. Does a fully functional battle station manned by many stormtroopers count as a character for this slot?
  45. 1 point
    No no, he's managing the Hurt Business right now.
  46. 1 point
    Well, Asuka is a talented wrestler...who in addition to that knows how to work a crowd with great talking skills, has a sizable following as YouTuber/internet celebrity/gamer/web show chef, written for several different publications, has a background in graphic designing as well as a sports background in badminton and figure skating, has experience with business management with a couple she personally owns and fluently speaks Japanese, English, French, German, Spanish, Italian and Dutch. I may have forgotten some of the challenges specifically, but I think that versatility would suit her well? So I don't really get the shaking of the head there.
  47. 1 point
    I don't mind analyzing your team. 😆 Space Godzilla won the majority of his fights last time. I don't think he will do to bad. The Doctor will always do well, but I'm not sure how 'evil' she is in this incarnation. We will see how that plays out. Puffy AmiYumi is a awesome choice. I like their music. And Freddy will do well if he gets some lucky draws. His powers are a little all over the place.
  48. 1 point
    Dozens and dozens of buildings collapsed. Buildings imploding from the two combatants punching, shoving even pushing each other either due to their intense strength or in the case of Kylo Ren, his force abilities shoving him. He picked up the discarded lightsaber and lunged at him again. Only for Black Bolt to tackle him. Kylo Ren however managed to kick him off but the Inhuman king landed on his feet after being thrown a few feet away. The two glared at each other among the destroyed rubble of the destroyed city. They awaited their next move. Even waiting for five minutes. After much time passed, Black Bolt began to open his mouth; the ultimate finisher. One syllable uttered and everything turns to ruin. While Kylo Ren charged at him, the weapon in tow. -------- The rest of the "passengers" fighting the wired creature were not having the best of luck as some were either pinned or entangled in its tendrils. But suddenly, it short circuited and finally collapsed and exploded-freeing everyone in the process. The Master stared with contempt at the now reinstated conductor, the object he previously imprisoned called One One, he then glared at the others who were ready to get him. "I'll get even with all of you!" The Master said darkly. With that, he threw a metal marble which upon impact emitted a bright, blinding light. As it cleared, they soon saw he was gone. Earlier they heard a mysterious noise but could not pinpoint where. And even saw the mysterious wardrobe cabinet he was trying to reach was gone. "Great!" Spider-Gwen groaned. "How are we supposed to get home now?" Suddenly, a new bright light began to engulf everyone, even Grogu. "What's going on?!" Screamed Zack. "I've no idea!" Captain Britain responded. Soon, the light engulfed their entire bodies until they saw nothing but the light. ------- She-Ra and Lash had not moved from their spot trying to push each other but soon saw a bright light engulfing them completely much to their confusion before disappearing. ------ Kylo Ren leapt in mid air with the lightsaber pointing down at Black Bolt. Not moving an inch, Black Bolt said simply, "No more!" But nothing went far as the two final combatants found themselves in the same bright light as it did for the others. They were confused and tried to find a way to escape but no use. For everyone, there was light and then for a moment, total darkness. ----- With a groan, she woke up. Startled. Spider-Gwen then realized she found herself on a rooftop of some building. Taking out her smartphone, she checked to see where she was. According to Google Maps, she was in Brooklyn. Was it a dream? She thought to herself, maybe? Spider-Gwen faced off against weirder stuff before. The train just seemed unbelievable in comparison and weird. Checking the time, she saw it was 8:45 P.M. The night was still young. "Maybe another hour of patrolling and that's it." Spider-Gwen said to herself. With that, she resumed web slinging. Real or not, perhaps the others were safe. Hopefully. And perhaps if the time was right, she could warn others about The Master. But for Gallifrey, it was too late for a warning. ------ And that's the ending. Sorry it's short but I figured I had to get everyone back to their respective worlds. But I'm proud to have finished and accomplished my first story arc. Which, a total first for me. And I hope everyone here enjoyed it. It's been fun writing this!
  49. 1 point
    Hi All. It has been maybe 7 months since re-opening the site. Thanks for hanging out and participating! Here's some of the things that I'm looking at for the site in the new year. Monthly Flash Fiction Tournaments - monthly tournament will resume with a new Rating system. The 5 star rating system that the forum has is cool but too limited. There is just not enough flexibility in the Forum 5-Star System to give more fine grained scores (like, say, a 4.5 or 4.6). So the Tournaments will return when I build a new rating mechanism for our wonderful Match Judges to use. Fantasy Teams - the fantasy teams has been fun, I think. It is an evolving system, and is getting updates and changes based on feedback of it. We'll keep on playing and improving it as we go! CBUB Database - There are several Wikis out there which have data about the characters that are in the CBUB Database. I'm hoping to connect to those Wikis and use their data to make the entries in the CBUB database easier to use in battles. The VS Battles Wiki is one that could be really useful. Other Stuff - I'll keep fixing things or adding features when you bring them to my attention, of course. Just let me know. You can, of course, use the site features like the Blog section to post things that interest you. I use mine for the occasional Anime review. I would like the site to be the best it can be at what it is! All that said... the CBUB has returned to a very different world than the one it left. As far as getting new members goes, this is probably about as good as it gets. I point this out because some of you have asked or mentioned it. I've tried running ads and so forth - it's money down the drain to no effect. This is a very niche kind of website and this is not the halcyon days of the 1990's when comics were king and the internet was young. Anyways, this site is here because you asked for it to be here - and as long as you are entertained by it, that's really all that matters to me, personally. I'll just keep doing what I do and trying to make it better. Thanks!
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