Super Otaku Brawl Gaiden (Round 1: Whispering Rock Psychic Summer Camp)
06-24-2014, 09:54 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-25-2014, 12:04 AM by SleepingOrange.)
The Copycat watched with envy as his friend the Plagiarist came up with what was almost an original idea. He could never be so creative; it wasn't fair. Still, even if he couldn't be the first to have an idea, he could be the first to set it into motion. He rushed to gather some of his favorite characters and revealed himself to them in his infinitely black realm, one just like every other grandmaster had.
"Greetings, heroes, villains, and ancillary characters! You've probably wondered why I've gathered you here today. And where it is I've gathered you, I guess. Well, fear not, for all will be explained!"
"I'm what some of you might recognize as a god, and others as a primal force of creation and destruction. You may all think of me simply as a grandmaster; the point is, I'm waaay more powerful than any of you, as evidenced by bringing you here and keeping you all restrained, so you have to do what I say! And what I say is this: you'll all be fighting to the death until only one of you remains. The winner will get... something, I'll figure it out when that happens. It'll be great, though! Also, I'll obliterate you in body, soul, and memory if you don't."
What had previously been a completely obscured expanse of nothing was suddenly lit by eight pillars of light, none of them bothered by the fact that they had no source and nothing to define their boundaries. Within each was a being; their sizes and shapes varied widely.
"So now that that's settled, let me show you who all you'll be fighting. First up is Jack Spicer, boy genius! He's a master of robotics and probably whatever other sciences are convenient, and also he has a bunch of magic trinkets that let him do all sorts of crazy things. Watch out for him! Or give him a noogie and take his artifacts, it's really up to you."
"Next is the man known only as The Clown. Hired as an entertainer, but anything but entertaining, there is no limit to the havoc he can cause with the simplest of objects. Tales and legends are filled with stories of the destruction and woe that follow him and those like him. Plus, he's pretty creepy-looking."
"This enormous monster is Rayquaza! Or a rayquaza, I guess. Who cares. It has mystical powers over the weather, plus the potential for any amount of other weird abilities. Also, it's a huge flying dragon. I've nicknamed this one Romano."
"The giant fighting robot you see here is Starscream, an ex-scientist, current-lieutenant, and always-megalomaniac. In addition to being enormous and robotic, he has fancy ray guns and can turn into a jet-plane. He may also be functionally immortal. Have fun with that!"
"Shadow here is... Well, he was genetically engineered to be the ultimate life form (tee em), and the amount of things he can do and all the things he's done are just... just ridiculous. Figure him out yourselves."
"Willy Wonka here is a chocolatier. He has a cane. He loves children! His seemingly-magic factory and candies are beloved throughout the world, despite the fact that the recipes may or may not contain people or crude euphemisms for genitals. He's weird."
"It ain't easy being green, as our next contestant will tell you. Prejudice, fear, and foul odors follow Shrek the Ogre wherever he goes, and only part of that is probably because he lives in a swamp. Or maybe he lives in the swamp because of those things, it's a real chicken-egg scenario. Either way, he can probably punch your head clean off."
"And to fill the battle's quota of Sheer Manliness, meet Wolfgang! He may look buff and tough, but don't be fooled: he's even buffer and tougher than he seems. Unless, of course, he gets peckish. He's not himself when he's hungry; he should have grabbed a Snickers."
"Last, but certainly not least, the great Charles Barkley! He's not only the wielder of the forbidden Chaos Dunk, but a master of all manner of jams. Woe betide anyone who gets between this man and a game of b-ball."
The lights went out again. The voice from seemingly nowhere paused for a few moments, then continued.
"Okay, I've figured out where you'll be fighting. Well, where you'll be fighting at first. Every time one of you dies, I'll move the survivors to a new and exciting world, just to keep things interesting. Some of you may even recognize a couple of these places, if you live to see them! For now, though, welcome to Whispering Rock Psychic Summer Camp."
From the darkness a shape appeared and expanded until it replaced the void entirely. It was a beautiful place, full of trees and wildlife and rustic cabins. It was peaceful, too, or seemed so until a squirrel spontaneously combusted and was set upon by a dead-eyed cougar.
"This place is a training facility for the youngest, brightest, psychicest minds the country has to offer. Built over an enormous deposit of psitanium ore, it has a long and storied history of madness, mutation, and marshmallow-roasting. Have fun exploring it, and the lake it sits on, and even the mostly-abandoned asylum nearby! Just don't try to escape, because I've surrounded the borders with an unmatter barrier. You'll know when you've gone too far when you dissolve into nothingness."
The abductees suddenly found themselves scattered throughout the camp. It was a jarring experience, going from existence to nothingness back to a different existence, and it took several seconds for most to regather their senses. In that time, they heard one last line from their captor.
"Have fun, and remember: I'll destroy you if you don't!"
"Greetings, heroes, villains, and ancillary characters! You've probably wondered why I've gathered you here today. And where it is I've gathered you, I guess. Well, fear not, for all will be explained!"
"I'm what some of you might recognize as a god, and others as a primal force of creation and destruction. You may all think of me simply as a grandmaster; the point is, I'm waaay more powerful than any of you, as evidenced by bringing you here and keeping you all restrained, so you have to do what I say! And what I say is this: you'll all be fighting to the death until only one of you remains. The winner will get... something, I'll figure it out when that happens. It'll be great, though! Also, I'll obliterate you in body, soul, and memory if you don't."
What had previously been a completely obscured expanse of nothing was suddenly lit by eight pillars of light, none of them bothered by the fact that they had no source and nothing to define their boundaries. Within each was a being; their sizes and shapes varied widely.
"So now that that's settled, let me show you who all you'll be fighting. First up is Jack Spicer, boy genius! He's a master of robotics and probably whatever other sciences are convenient, and also he has a bunch of magic trinkets that let him do all sorts of crazy things. Watch out for him! Or give him a noogie and take his artifacts, it's really up to you."
"Next is the man known only as The Clown. Hired as an entertainer, but anything but entertaining, there is no limit to the havoc he can cause with the simplest of objects. Tales and legends are filled with stories of the destruction and woe that follow him and those like him. Plus, he's pretty creepy-looking."
"This enormous monster is Rayquaza! Or a rayquaza, I guess. Who cares. It has mystical powers over the weather, plus the potential for any amount of other weird abilities. Also, it's a huge flying dragon. I've nicknamed this one Romano."
"The giant fighting robot you see here is Starscream, an ex-scientist, current-lieutenant, and always-megalomaniac. In addition to being enormous and robotic, he has fancy ray guns and can turn into a jet-plane. He may also be functionally immortal. Have fun with that!"
"Shadow here is... Well, he was genetically engineered to be the ultimate life form (tee em), and the amount of things he can do and all the things he's done are just... just ridiculous. Figure him out yourselves."
"Willy Wonka here is a chocolatier. He has a cane. He loves children! His seemingly-magic factory and candies are beloved throughout the world, despite the fact that the recipes may or may not contain people or crude euphemisms for genitals. He's weird."
"It ain't easy being green, as our next contestant will tell you. Prejudice, fear, and foul odors follow Shrek the Ogre wherever he goes, and only part of that is probably because he lives in a swamp. Or maybe he lives in the swamp because of those things, it's a real chicken-egg scenario. Either way, he can probably punch your head clean off."
"And to fill the battle's quota of Sheer Manliness, meet Wolfgang! He may look buff and tough, but don't be fooled: he's even buffer and tougher than he seems. Unless, of course, he gets peckish. He's not himself when he's hungry; he should have grabbed a Snickers."
"Last, but certainly not least, the great Charles Barkley! He's not only the wielder of the forbidden Chaos Dunk, but a master of all manner of jams. Woe betide anyone who gets between this man and a game of b-ball."
The lights went out again. The voice from seemingly nowhere paused for a few moments, then continued.
"Okay, I've figured out where you'll be fighting. Well, where you'll be fighting at first. Every time one of you dies, I'll move the survivors to a new and exciting world, just to keep things interesting. Some of you may even recognize a couple of these places, if you live to see them! For now, though, welcome to Whispering Rock Psychic Summer Camp."
From the darkness a shape appeared and expanded until it replaced the void entirely. It was a beautiful place, full of trees and wildlife and rustic cabins. It was peaceful, too, or seemed so until a squirrel spontaneously combusted and was set upon by a dead-eyed cougar.
"This place is a training facility for the youngest, brightest, psychicest minds the country has to offer. Built over an enormous deposit of psitanium ore, it has a long and storied history of madness, mutation, and marshmallow-roasting. Have fun exploring it, and the lake it sits on, and even the mostly-abandoned asylum nearby! Just don't try to escape, because I've surrounded the borders with an unmatter barrier. You'll know when you've gone too far when you dissolve into nothingness."
The abductees suddenly found themselves scattered throughout the camp. It was a jarring experience, going from existence to nothingness back to a different existence, and it took several seconds for most to regather their senses. In that time, they heard one last line from their captor.
"Have fun, and remember: I'll destroy you if you don't!"