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  1. It’s so good to see you again, Grano! Leaving this post here so I can edit it later when I’m not working.
  2. I think something funky is going on with the text! I had to highlight your post to read any of it. That said, I dig the matchup! Reptile's acid spit might take Anakin for a bit of a loop. Not sure if it'd just sizzle against the saber's blade but if any of it gets on Anakin himself, Reptile better make sure it's a fatal wound or things are gonna get bad real quick. It's eluded to more when Anakin is better written(like in Clone Wars!)but the guy is a total berserker when he gets pushed too far. Reptile spitting acid at him and clearly trying to kill him plus a couple of acid burns here and there is gonna get Anakin's blood pumping and Reptile isn't gonna be able to tank swipes from the lightsaber. The invisibility would be annoying but once Anakin sidesteps some acid spit/a projectile, he can reach out and grab Reptile with the force and once that happens? It's pretty much over from there. Dunno if Anakin would kill him at this point since he needed prodding to off Mace in the prequels but if Reptile doesn't explain himself/give Anakin the answers he wants, he's getting the shit kicked out of him. Fun matchup, Russ : )
  3. Sorry for not commenting on this sooner! I think this was an excellent write-up and the framing of Khazan was great! The idea of characters like Jiren, Joker, and Saitama just casually standing around as Yang and Fixit throw hands is hilarious. Almost feels like it'd be the backdrop for a 2D-fighting game with Jiren paying the battle no mind, Saitama just wanting to get the paperwork done so he can catch up the latest sale in the Khazan Market, and Joker and Bell just wanting to make it out of here in one piece. I can't really say I speak as an authority on Joe but after doing some research on him, I feel like I'm leaning more towards him! Yang's punches are definitely gonna be felt given the feats we've seen her pull off like punching away a Ursa just as big-if not bigger than Joe or smashing a mecha built for war with nothing but her bare fists. Joe's best bet would be to try and place Yang into something of a submission hold and choke her out before letting this drag out for too long. Because if he gets stronger and stronger and gives Yang one good punch, he's not gonna like it when she returns that same level of PUNCH right back at him. Awesome write up, my friend. : )
  4. (Another match-up coming your way! Figured I’d do this in lieu of the other one I have planned not really panning out length-wise. It was inspired by both my friend AVP’s excellent Yang Xiao Long vs Joe Fixit match which you should definitely comment on(I haven’t yet….) and show him some love! The other was this excellent short animation by Worthikids! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0pdF1a7Qi9c It’s where I’ll be basing this Jason’s characterization off! That said, I hope you all enjoy this! : ) ) Everyone had those days where you just didn’t want to get out of bed. The blanket was warm, you’d just gotten comfortable, you were tired. But no matter how much you have pleaded with yourself, you knew there were things that needed to get done no matter how much you may have wanted to put them off more and more. Even serial killers like Jason Voorhees. Laying with his blanket pulled over his head and teddy bear clutched under his arm, it was quite the contrast from the brooding silent murderer that plagued the shores of Crystal Lake. It was all just for appearance’s sake though. He didn’t sleep anymore. One of the perks of being a zombie he supposed. Plus the last time he fell under, it hadn’t been great.* Slipping one massive gloved hand out from under the covers, he tossed the blanket off and lurched from the bed, the floorboards creaking under the soles of his boots. It hadn’t been his idea to get hardwood when he seemed to be eternally waterlogged and dripping rancid smelling water wherever he walked but it is what is. He didn’t have the money to buy new flooring. As a matter of fact, he’d been strapped for cash ever since his ‘legal’ issues popped up. One person said they owned him, another guy said he did. It’d tied everything up which meant Jason had been working from the home and that meant no killing teenagers, having to watch the kids-not that he minded it-, and having to deal with Freddy more than he liked. Nobody wanted to hire the big lug for video games, to be the antagonist in a book, or anything. Even the medium from which he’d called home was of no aid. Any movie plans would have to wait until the lawsuit had come to a close. Whenever that’d end up happening though? Jason felt he could have lived for a hundred years and still not know. Grabbing his jacket and mask off the back of his door, he slipped them on and stepped out of his room and nearly stumbled into Scissormen* and Sadako both running around. The means with which Jason had ended up saddled with the two haunting children was it’s own story. One filled with heartache and misery. But no matter the headaches they caused, Jason took care of them. As much care as fellow monsters needed anyway. With all the free time he’d garnered as a result of the lawsuit, Jason had taken up hobbies he’d have never been able to pursue before. Thanks to the Necronomicon giving him just a shred more intelligence than he’d had in life, he took up ASL as a way to try and more easily communicate with those around him. It didn’t always pan out but he did his best. (‘Are you two behaving?’) Scissormen wandered off as something caught his eye leaving Sadako to be the one to answer her quasi-father figure. (‘Yes. We heard Freddy yelling about money so we came to play out here. Sorry if we woke you up.’) Jason waved it off before reaching down to gently ruffle the spirit’s hair. (‘You know Freddy, he’s either complaining or making bad jokes. One or the other. I’’ll go talk to him. You keep having fun, okay?’) Sadako nodded and Jason waited until she was out of eyesight before he shook his head. The way things were looking if he didn’t find some way to bring in money, the four of them were going to end up on the street. Killing teenagers was part of who they were but it didn’t pay the bills. Stepping down the hall until he reached Freddy’s room, Jason let himself in and saw Freddy staring at the two pictures that Jason had mounted on the wall. The one on the left had a bloodsoaked Ash with his arm wrapped around a babe and his chainsaw raised to the sky in victory as Jason stood in the background with his arms severed and his face mangled from Ash’s shotgun. ‘Better luck next time, Hockeypuck!’-Ash’ was written on the picture itself. The other one had Michael Myers standing shoulder to shoulder with his fellow mute killer. His head had been partially crushed with brain matter leaking out from the sides and his eyeballs poking out. Jason for his part was covered in stab wounds and had Michael’s knife poking out through the top of his head. “You were one of the greats back in the day, y’know? You managed to get a fight in the back issues! How many people can say that??” Freddy asked as he turned to face Jason who seemed to mull over the question before giving a concise answer. (‘Quite a few actually. I only had two and I lost one of them. By a country mile.’) “Yeah but it’s not whether you win or lose, it’s about popularity! I haven’t had a movie since the 90s! But you’ve still got people who know I am and I even fought a guy from Star Wars on here! Star...Whatever his name was! The point is that we’re strapped for cash and ever since things have started popping off around here again, I think it might be time you and I step back in the ring, you get me?” A head tilt was the only reply he got. “I’m not talking about you and me! Though, heh, we’d know who’d win that one-” “Me” (‘Me.’) …. The two killers looked off to the side and Jason silently coughed. “...Anyway. I had something of an idea. Take these pictures down to the office and ask for a fight. If the people want you and me to tear eachother limb from limb? We’ll do it, nothing keeps us down for long anyway. It’s about the only shot we’ve got left. If this doesn’t pan out? We’ll end up like that poor schmuck.” Pulling open the blinds, Freddy pointed out the window at a man with a lean frame wearing a ragged blue jumpsuit with dried blood caking the tears in it. Strapped to his chest was a sign reading: ‘WILL KILL YOU FOR CASH.’ Maybe it was the jumpsuit or the hockey mask that strongly resembled Jason’s own apart from the blue chevrons instead of the iconic red but that man felt oddly familiar.* “So, will you do it, wormfood?” Jason grabbed the picture frames off the wall and stared at them. They were memories from an age long since passed. When people flocked to pit characters like him against just about anybody by the dozens. He missed them but even if he hated to admit it, Freddy was right about this. This may have been their only shot at keeping their house. (‘I’ll do it!’) ~~~ “Denied. Apologies, Mr. Voorhees.” (‘Mr. Voorhees was my father’s name. Just call me Jason.’) The office that Jason had wandered off to looked like it hadn’t been used for quite some time. The paint was chipping off the walls, the tiles were cracked and chipped, and Jason was sure he’d seen a rat or two wander on by. With the resurgence that seemed to have been running through the districts, you’d think this place would have been less of a dump. The person sitting behind the desk was nearly obscured by the absolute mountain of paperwork situated in front of her. “Well, Jason, after hearing what you’ve been going through, I’m afraid that it’s just not worth the risk of getting wrapped up in the lawsuit you spoke of. The lights have just come back on and the people working this office need to feed their families, not get mixed up in potential legal kerfuffles. I’m sorry.” (‘Nobody would have to know! It can be an under the table fight! I’ll hide the body once I’m done! I’ve got to fight or else I’m going to lose my home and this lawsuit’s preventing me from popping up just about everywhere! The last fight I had was against somebody from the….’) Jason’s frantic gesturing showed he was at a loss. ‘Yusuke Urameshi from the anime district. You lost by over 11 votes, goodness gracious. I can’t imagine who thought that was a fair matchup at all.’ The office worker chided with a dismissive shake of the head. “I hear you, Jason. I wish there was something I could do, I really do. But the powers that be here in Khazan just think you’re too much of a liability. I’m truly sorry.” Jason’s shoulders slumped and in one last attempt to curry some kind of favor, he picked up Sadako and held her to the viewing window where the office worker quickly ducked under her desk. “I-I know things have been quiet until very recently, Jason, but I know everyone registered very well! You keep that one away from me! Seven days waiting to die is not how I wanna go out!” Jason set Sadako back down. (‘Sorry. I tried.’) (‘Eh, it’s ok. Thanks anyway.’) He couldn’t say things were going to be fine because they weren’t. That lawsuit’s reach had pervaded even into the depths of Khazan. It wasn’t enough that they’d stopped everyone else from enjoying more content with him in it but they were actively stepping on his livelihood. Handing his pictures down to Sadako, Jason exhaled. Looks like they were going to have to start packing- *CRASH* The doors were flung wide open and a body came sailing through the parted doors. His mask flew off and skidded across the floor before stopping at Jason’s feet. Although Jason couldn’t recognize the very clearly human face underneath, covered in bruises and cuts, he remembered the mask and jumpsuit. This was the guy that Freddy and him had seen skulking around the neighborhood. ...What was his name again? Rory...No. Larrry….Nah. Ah, it was Ro- “YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAH!” The one who’d left Roy in such a sorry state stepped in with his theme music blaring behind him. With both hands raised to the sky above, the mustachioed figure looked towards the downed killer and dragged his thumb across his neck. “Looks like you just couldn’t cut it against the Champ, chump! Can’t really blame ya! Who can stand up against the one...the only….” The man paused and coughed as a smaller man in a dapper looking suit rushed in beside him with microphone in hand. “MISSSSSSSTEEEEEEER SATAAAAAAAAAAN!!! KHAZAN’S NUMBER ONE CHAMPION HAS JUST DEFEATED THE VILE COPYCAT KILLER, ROOOOOOOOYYYYY BUUUUUUURRRRRNSSSSS! Coming to you live from one of Khazan’s many offices is none other than Jimmy Firecracker, hotshot reporter and the one with the real scoop! Mr. Satan! How would you describe your comeback to the fans out there?” “Heh, well Jimmy, it’s like this. Back before everything went all dark and all the chumps and cowards ran away, they had me fighting big green monsters, little kids, and punks who didn’t deserve to step in the ring with yours truly! Now that I’m back in business, I’m taking on all comers...If they’re not too scared! Bwahahahaha!” (‘He’s loud.’) Sadako signed. (‘He is. He also beat up this guy that kinda looks like me…’) Mother always said imitation was the sincerest form of flattery. This guy was loud and annoying if Jason was being honest. Lucky for him, the officer worker felt the same way. She’d been the one who’d monitored the ‘fight’ that a certain incarnation of the Hulk had with this blowhard. It was less of a battle and more of a pity that people actually wasted their time coming out to see it. “...Jason, do you remember what I said about the higher ups not approving of you fighting?” (‘Yes?’) “...Well, if you just so happened to get rid of this bozo and I happened to lose some money proportionate to what you’d win if this were a official fight...Well, who’s gonna complain?” The worker murmured as she slowly turned around in her chair with a sly smirk. Jason wasn’t the brightest undead monster around. He’d be the first one to admit it too. But he’d gotten the message hook line and sinker. Defeating this guy was going to be the first step to getting the money he needed. “My my, Mr. Satan would you look at that!? It’s none other than the Crystal Lake killer himself: Jason Voorhees! I believe he’s coming to challenge you! You’ve bested the fake, the world wants to know if you can beat the real deal!” Jimmy exclaimed as Satan brushed off Jason as though he was broccoli he didn’t order. “Heh, Jimmy, if you knew your opponents like I do, then you’d know that guys like big tall and ugly here? They don’t got much going on upstairs if you know what I’m saying. If this guy wants a lesson from the champ, he’ll-” Jason backhanded him across the room destroying a bench in the process. “EEEEEEK!!! M-MR. SATAN, ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!” Picking himself up from the pile of wood and metal, he stomped his foot as a comically sized bump appeared atop his head. “Ow...H-Hey! You could have given me a headsup like a r-real warrior! Oh geez that really stung…” Beating up Roy hadn’t been anything too crazy. It was just some nut with a knife that’s all. But this guy here smelled like roadkill that’d been dumped in the ocean and he hit like a ton of bricks. Normally, this is where he’d have feigned a stomach cramp or some other ailment. But with Jimmy’s lackey filming the proceedings, he just didn’t have that option! He’d go down as a coward if he backed down now! Oh man…. He’d just have to bite the bullet! “Hahahaha, you think that hurt?? Why don’t you come over here, ugly, and give me your best shot! If you think you’re ready for me!” ((So, there you have it! Hope it wasn’t too long of a read! Tried to flesh out this version of Jason’s motivations a bit and give Hercule/Satan the comedic flair we know and love him for. It’s not a fight to the death despite what a character like Jason might have you think. It’s to K.O. or submission/surrender. Also I left little * around some of my posts to help frame some of the references I sprinkled throughout!)) *Freddy attacking Jason through his dreams in FVJ *Freddy using the Necronomicon to boost Jason’s intelligence in FVJVSAsh. *Roy Burns AKA The Copycat Killer from Friday Part 5. *Scissormen was the antagonist from the Clocktower series of horror games!
  5. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xBKnxif6fKE ~~Cairo, Egypt, 1988~~ It'd been over a hundred years he was trapped in that miserable coffin. Forced to toil in darkness as the world continued to move on and grow around him. He'd achieved his desire which was to obtain the body of his adoptive brother-Jonathan Joestar-and take it for his own. But what did it matter if he was trapped beneath the waves? Unable to ever spread his influence across the globe. Dio Brando would be little more than a footnote in history. A madman who took his delusions of grandeur to the extreme and threatened to destroy the entire Joestar bloodline. Just for showing him kindness. When the coffin he'd been trapped in was finally extracted from the ocean's depths, he wasted no more time. Society had changed from the days of 1890s England and he'd have to catch up with it to truly make this world and it's people his own. Branding himself as just 'DIO', the vampire set out to make his stake. With charisma practically oozing off his every word, he developed something of a following. Men, women, even members of the animal kingdom would gladly lay down their lives for him without so much as a second thought. He was poised to dominate! it'd been his destiny from the very beginning! So, how had it all gone wrong? He'd crushed the foolish humans who'd crossed the globe in a feeble attempt to stop him. Four were dead as far as he knew and only two remained. That...damned...JOTARO!!!! His stand, [THE WORLD] allowed him to become the ruler of time itself. When he ordered it, time itself would freeze to a halt. Only he could move in the space of frozen time. It was only fitting after all, who could deny a god his rightful place? At least that'd been the case until he'd met Jotaro Kujo, an uppity delinquent who at 17 years old was the heir to that damned Joestar bloodline. He'd managed to do the unthinkable during his life and death struggle with DIO. Through careful concentration and practice, his stand [Star Platinum] had entered DIO's world of frozen time. He'd left him, DIO, frozen and unable to move like a newborn calf spotted by a wolf. His legs had been broken like twigs underfoot with one swift kick to his knees and he was completely at Jotaro's mercy. It just didn't make any sense. He was DIO, he wasn't going to be defeated by a mere child! It just wasn't going to happen!!! Spraying some blood from his wounds into Jotaro's eyes, DIO had [THE WORLD] lash out with a final kick, intending to kill Jotaro here and now. "I win! DIE!!!" Leg met fist and as DIO was on the verge of gloating, he noticed something happening...something unspeakably terrible. Jotaro's punch had shattered [THE WORLD]'s leg and any damage between humanoid stands transferred back to their users and the crack spread from the leg and continued upwards causing blood to spurt from DIO's body as though he'd become a walking geyser. He could hardly speak, his words a gurgled mess. But even as he felt the strength fading from his stolen body, he glared daggers at the teenager who'd left him in such a state. Why was this meant to be his fate? It was as he saind his death throes... "THIS....THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE!!! I AM DIO!!! I...AM....DIOOOOOOOO-" Then it all went black and as far as Jotaro knew? DIO's grudge against the Joestar line was finally over. ....But soon a new one would surface.... ~~~ Was ....This death...? Had he been plunged into Hell itself? The darkness felt familar. It was as though he was stuck in that infernal coffin again. ....Would it be like this for eternity? Thoughts like this and more circled over and over again through the vampire's head. But just as some small part of him was beginning to grow scared at the seeming realization that apparently he'd be somewhat aware of his fate, the darkness gave way to a bright cityscape. The sky was dark just as it'd been in Cairo but DIO knew this wasn't it. More importantly, he was....alive?! Looking down at his body which was still that of Jonathan Joestar's from the neck down, DIO stared in awe. Had he been able to save himself due to some unknown ability of [THE WORLD] or was fate simply looking down upon him that night? As he mulled over theories and ideas, in the end, he supposed it didn't matter. The perceived end result had been the same. "Hehe...Hehehe...HAHAHAHAHA!! If only I had the pleasure of seeing your dismayed look, Jotaro! YOU FOOL! It seems I was destined to have the last laugh after all!! Fate has looked upon DIO and protected me!" Thrilled as he was at the apparent fact that he wasn't dead, DIO still didn't have the faintest idea of where he was at. Stepping to the exit of the alleyway he'd 'woken up' in, DIO glanced from side to side. "...Hmph. There is no problem that I can't surmount. I'll need to get my bearings and..." He balled his hand up into a fist. "...Feed.' Unknown to DIO at the time, another figure was stalking the same stomping grounds. His moniker? Accelerator. His role? Academy City's strongest esper. Or at least that's what people think he wanted. As he walked along the quiet streets of the city at night, he paused as he heard a distinct noise coming from one of the alleyways. It sounded...wet and vicseral. Was at least worth a look he supposed. Turning his head over his shoulder, his eyes met the blood red gaze of the man who believed himself a god among his peers. If the man seemed at all disturbed or taken aback by Accelerator noticing him, he didn't let it show at all on his face. No, instead he seemed pleased if nothing else. "Ah..." His right hand was wrapped securely around the neck of a poor civilian that he'd caught, his fingertips inserted deep into the flesh of her neck as they drained the blood from her body. "Boy. Perhaps you'll be willing to indulge my asking a few questions...Questions this one..." *squelch* DIO ripped his fingers free and the body crumpled to the ground in a bloody mess. Licking the crimson liquid from his fingers like a chief testing his meal, he smiled. "Refused to answer..." Accelerator had seen the kinds of freak this city churned out. Just one after another. Still, some guy in a fruity getup drinking blood through his fingers? it felt pretty out there even for him. But that wasn't what made him laugh. It was the request this guy made. First it was a slight snicker and then fullblown laughter. "Pfft...Hahahaha! Seriously?? You kill some weakling and...what? You think I'll just bend the knee and answer whatever you want? Be your personal tour guide? Yeah, sorry not sorry, that's not gonna happen. Freak." This whole time Accelerator seemed nonplussed, his hands calmly tucked away in the pockets of his pants. DIO didn't seem amused by the blatant disrespect. Flinging the remaining blood off his fingertips, he exhaled. It seemed a dose of blood was just what he'd needed. "Disobedience is a virtue granted to those who have the power to defend themselves...Tell me, boy." DIO began to stride towards him. "Can you?" Opening up his jacket, DIO reached for the hilts of three of his knives and flung them. Force the mouthy child to reveal his stand. Then and only then would he unleash [THE WORLD] to- *thunk* The knives sailed past him, one smashing into a nearby window. "What?!" "...Yeeep, that had absolutely zero chance of hitting me. But you seemed so optimistic I didn't wanna crush your hopes. Guess I did so, huh?"Accelerator took a step forward. "Dunno who you are, don't really think it matters either. If you're gonna run around town killing anybody who catches your eye..." The boy's face twisted into a wicked grin. "Then maybe I'll put you out of your misery right here and now, huh?!" DIO said nothing but he was somewhat puzzled. The knives had been deflected and yet he hadn't seen a stand manifest at all. What the hell happened??? As the esper continued to slowly approach, DIO grit his teeth. "[THE WORLD]!!" From Accelerator's POV, the guy was gone from one spot and had popped up on the other end of the sidewalk. Teleportation....? No. 'If whatever this boy used to reflect my knives isn't a stand...then I should be able to get in close with [THE WORLD] and end this by stopping time. 9 seconds will be more than enough." ((Sorry if this setup isn't the best! Haven't written anything like this since I was 13! Going back to it as a 23 year old is...odd to say the least lol. For the purposes of this match, I figured that Accelerator wouldn't be able to see [THE WORLD] but he'd basically see DIO popping up in different spots(i.e DIO jumping/walking while time's frozen) and DIO's goal here is to try and force Accelerator to submit while Accelerator is going in for the kill. Let me know what you guys think! : ) )
  6. ND7

    Joker

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    Joker is the protagonist of Persona 5, a 2016 role-playing video game by Atlus. He is a second-year high school student who gets expelled due to a false accusation of assault from a corrupt politician. As a result, he leaves his hometown and moves in with a family friend in Tokyo to serve a one-year probation. Following his transfer to a new school, he and a group of other students awaken to a supernatural power known as the Persona. Soon after, they form a vigilante group known as the Phantom Thieves of Hearts, whose purpose is to explore the Metaverse, a metaphysical realm consisting of the physical manifestation of humanity's subconscious desires, in order to remove malevolent intent from people's hearts.
  7. https://www.mangauk.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/01/Joseph-Joestar.gif Hi everybody!
  8. Not really sure if this is all THAT bad, but I remember one issue of Spiderman back in the early 2000s or so where Peter was really pissed off about something and was exploring the sewers and he came across Scorpion who at that point had been trying to turn over a new leaf and even told Peter so but Peter just went to town on him and it's implied after the beatdown that it destroyed what little sanity Mac had left. Way to help him try to change for the better, Pete! Though they would have turned Mac into a badguy again anyway, like they did with Sandman.
  9. Man, for *vulgarity*'s sake what is it with matches like this? DOOMSDAY TOOK ON *vulgarity*ING SUPERMAN. WHAT DO YOU PEOPLE NOT GET THAT DBZ-ERS DON'T HOLD A CANDLE TO SUPERMAN OR DOOMSDAY? Sorry author of this match. Just really big pet peeve of mine.
  10. It's already been said but my earlier *vulgarity* ups, are there for some laughs. SIEGFRIED ARISE FOR THE SEVENTEETH TIME! OR TWENTIETH. Raphael hurl rocks and perform feats that shouldn't be physically possible. Jason, get shot in the head and act like a complete pussy! In all honesty, tend to look upon my past RPing with dislike at how much of a moron I was and still am at times, but eh over the years, I've been able to look back at them somewhat and laugh.Though, not all the time as I said, I don't like past me. That being said, they're still kind of the memory I try to pretend isn't there but well, it's there and it'll never go away in the hearts and minds of my friends. Now, my most memorable moment here? When I first joined with Bule vs Cujo: Steve WS wondering ruound teh husoe oorkinor Bule. But bUle was nowere to bee seen. Steve herd gruwlin an orened the door. CUJO wes stedin ther wit rabids. Bad dog SteVe seird as Blue gruwled and Cujo and him fight. Yeah, probably not nearly as bad as when I first wrote it back in 2006/2007? Ah, well I'll always thank Surfer and Hamboy for helping me out with my typing on Haven of Wiidom.
  11. This ends with Snake Eyes getting Gum Gum Bazookaed(?) out of the bar.
  12. Yeeeah....Just informed by the two posters ABOVE me that the Creeper loses this one.
  13. The Creeper kills Ash before his pokemon can do anythign to stop him.
  14. And the precise reason as to why Vader got his ass kicked so hard by Galen in TFU 2 was because he pissed off Galen to the point, where he was tempted to just decapitate him and be done with it, because it seemed like he killed Juno. Hell, Freddy could even take on the FORM of Juno, just to piss Galen off/*vulgarity* with him.
  15. Mh, I suppose if he keeps a clear enough head, than he can put two and two together and figure out that the Necronomicon is what is giving Freddy his powers. Though, if Freddy pisses him off too much and lets him rage, he might not think to attack the Necronomicon.
  16. -.- This is the character at their most powerful yes?Freddy was at his most powerful in Freddy vs Jason vs Ash:The Dream Warriors and the ONLY reason he lost was because Neil managed to read the Necronomicon and then it took away Freddy's power along with the dream demons taking theirs back and then Ash shot his ass into the portal. He pretty much was owning everything thrown at him. Galen's good, yes but with Freddy playing on his fears like how Vader did by threatening Juno(which I'll admit did lead to Vader getting the shit beaten out of him)but none the less, Freddy can show images of him gutting her, licking her, or even raping her if he really wants to be a douche and Galen can get as mad as he wants, that'll just let Freddy dig deeper and deeper..
  17. ..Because the force totally allows him to beat Freddy, who you just said is a reality warper.
  18. Freddy at his most powerful can create someone's nightmare without them needing to be asleep, so perhaps he can show all the people Galen cares for in horrible mutilated ways in the mirrors? Also, Freddy can pretty much do whatever the *vulgarity* he wants to Galen so unless he does such a pisspoor job that the Necronomicon takes it's power back, then he's got this.
  19. Think of this as sort of a side story to the main Game vs Sci-Fi arch. This one has Godzila as the lead. Oh and yes the Martians from Mars Attacks! Are the ones mentioned in this setup, heh. [it was deep within the Sci-Fi section of Khazan, and many predators and creatures were out wandering around, blissfully unaware of the war that was currently going on in with their section being the hostile party. But, then you had ones like Godzilla who was peacefully hibernating and didn’t care either way. Fifteen miles out at sea, south east of Tokyo(Or the equivalent in Khazan), Godzilla stirred. He had been awaken from his peaceful hibernation by a sudden beckoning. It had been six months since his old body had melted down after his fight with Destroyer and he had transferred his conscious mind into his "son's" body. The radioactivity emitted from the melt-down of his old body had changed his "new" body into a fully formed one, almost a hundred feet taller than his previous one. He had rested peacefully at the bottom of the ocean, undisturbed, for the last six months. But now, for reasons the great monster did not understand, he was awake. And he was angry. Something was bothering him, and he knew not what. All he could see were flashes in his mind. Flashes of flying, silver things and small green insect things. Bright red and green lights. And lots of death. He was angry at these things for some reason. He could see them, flying around the area of his home, where he had gone to again and again. He could see them fighting and beating the slow moving land creatures that had thrown the hot rocks that had tickled him over and over. He could see them beating the fast flying, noisy birds that had dropped more of the tickling hot rocks on him. He was angry at these things for an unknown reason. He continued to see these flashes for five minutes, then it stopped. He considered going back to sleep, but the creature sensed something wrong in the world around him. Something very wrong. He knew he had seen the flying silver things and little insects in his home territory. He knew that if he was to find out what was going on, that would be the place to start. With a muffled grunt, the giant monster began to swim full speed, a total of forty knots, towards home. But he wouldn’t go unnoticed and the Martians could see him swimming through the water, which they were all too happy to see. They had originally come from Mars to destroy Japan for no other reason than just because they were evil. But, once they had heard about Godzilla they captured other monsters around Khazan that they thought most be interesting to have him fight and they knew they’d get a fight alright, because over Tokyo docking center, a lone saucer was blasting at ships, watching them burn and capsize and sink. Just when it was about to move on to another ship, some strange blue light appeared, flashing just underneath the ocean surface.] [The saucer hovered there for a second, its crew curious as to what was causing the light. Then, and incredibly powerful blast of radioactive fire lanced out of the ocean, flinging water everwhere and turning the water it touched into steam instantly. The blast struck the front of the saucer. It was knocked back over the city dock, slamming into a building that had so far been untouched. The upper portion of it crumbled to the ground. The saucer was not destroyed, but a smoking black smear could be seen on the part where it had been hit. The Martians inside the ship were getting to their feet after being knocked off. They looked at the display bulb in the center of the bridge, watching the ocean surface. As the ocean began to churn, Godzilla rose up out of the waters and bellowed a bell-like roar of challenge to the flying thing. KREEEEOOOONNNNNGK! Godzilla waded in the water, heading towards shore. But, the Martians weren’t about to allow him to ruin their fun that easily, and the saucer prepared to aim their weapon at Godzilla which would send the king of the monsters to a special location that they had placed another monster that Godzilla would have to fight. Godzilla roared and prepared to fire another beam of atomic breath only to be stopped as everything went white for a second as he was blasted by the Martian’s beam and transported to what seemed like your everday forest.] [Confused as to why he was here and not back at Tokyo, Japan attacking those flying silver things, Godzilla started to stomp around as he looked around at his new surroundings, but stopped as he heard a wild primitive cry. It reminded him of an old foe that he had fought before, but not quite. Bbbreeessshhh! The cry belonged to a hairy ape like creature that again reminded Godzilla of the American monster that he had begrudgingly been bested by back in the 1960s. But this one seemed more lean and somehow more ‘ape’ like than his old foe had. He also had a metal collar with blinking red lights around his neck, and two metal gauntlets which he’d pound on his chest with. But, the one thing that stuck out the most about this creature was just how large it’s feet were. Before, Godzilla could react or blast him, the ape-like creature charged and electricity cackled from the gauntlet as he used his gigantic feet to propel himself towards Godzilla and hit the monster straight in the chest. The attack on his chest caused Godzilla to roar with rage at his attacker. The punch had burned some flesh from Godzilla's body, but in less than a second, every one of those injuries was already healed as if the wound had never been inflicted. Preparing to blast now, he fired his atomic beam/breath at the creature, who hopped up high into the air to avoid it as he landed back down with a thud that shook the ground. But, Godzilla wasn’t impressed. He had fought creatures that kept their distance from him, before and aside from those strange metal gauntlets which burned him, he felt that he wouldn’t have much of a problem disposing of this attacker and making his way back home to crush those creatures. Out of the corner of his eye though, Godzilla noticed something floating way back. It filled him with sheer rage. It was another one of those floating silver things that had somehow sent him here. Indeed, it was the Martians aboard the saucer and they were controlling the monster they learned was named ‘Bigfoot’ and modified him to Godzilla’s height and gave him gauntlets which would allow him to touch Godzilla and charge up his punches with electricity. They were also filming the fight. But, noticing that Godzilla had spotted them, the saucer fired at him.] [This time Godzilla leaned slightly to the side and the ray missed him and cut a path of destruction through the trees. Godzilla thundered his battle cry, never taking his eyes off of the saucer. The Martians were terrified as they saw Godzilla dodge their attack and the pilot slapped the Martian with the remote that controlled Bigfoot to have him to defend them from Godzilla, before he wrecked the saucer and killed them. Nodding in full agreement, the Martian moved the joystick and the collar’s lights blinked as Bigfoot leapt towards Godzilla who with, speed that bellied his bulk, took one step, covering the remaining ground and swiped at Bigfoot with his tail sending the ape-like monster flying through the forest crushing many poor trees under his weight. But, Bigfoot wouldn’t stay down so easily and now that Godzilla’s attention was back on Bigfoot, the saucer quickly flew to hide behind some trees, as the Martians onboard cackled in excitement at the battle. Godzilla roared at Bigfoot and slammed his tail against the ground. He would teach this upstarter a thing or two, and then crush the silver floating thing and then he’d destroy the rest of them once he got home. ] Okay, you guys it’s Bigfoot who has been modified by the Martians to be at Godzilla’s height and he can also leap incredibly high due to his giant feet and he also has gauntlets that the Martians built for him that can fire electricity and he can also use them to deliver ‘shocking’ punches to Godzilla. He also has a collar that allows the Martians to control him and if it’s broken during the battle or the Saucer is destroyed by Godzilla than he’ll be unsure of what to do and it’s up to Godzilla whether he kills him or not. The Saucer might also take cheap shots at Godzilla while’s he’s busy fighting Big Foot but their main goal is staying alive and recording the fight. VS Godzilla six months after Godzilla vs Destroytrah.
  20. Aye, I'd agree with you on that as well. But, like I said, the Doomguy doesn't have to go out and find the Courier. He can just use the Megasphere to block the Courier's shots and then figure out where they're coming from/along with hearing the armor yapping on, and I haven't played the DLC yet due to a XBOX Live mishap, but the Courier could be turned into a cyborg iirc? If that's the case, it might take more than one punch in Berserk mode to take him down, but once Doomguy gets his hands on him, it's good night for the Courier. And then, Doomguy goes on to take down the Legion all by himself.
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