Never mentioned this before but I'm fairly certain Arno's pistol is wheel-lock.
Never mentioned this before but I'm fairly certain Arno's pistol is wheel-lock.
Gonad has no nads pass it on!!!!11!Spoiler:
Chapter Eight: The Joker Actually Appears in This One
Of course, if there was going to be one fighter to destroy the truce among the fighters, it would be the most evil man in recent history and part time verbal sparrer with Darth Vader, Adolf Hitler. However, what it did mean was that it opened up the gates for a free for all with the remaining fighters. Hitler shot at Wander, who just stayed still, aiming his arrow. Due to the placement of the chain guns, the bullets whistled past both sides of Wander, but none actually hit him. This allowed him to release the arrow, sending it flying into the center of the chain gun, damaging it and bending the barrels inwards enough to render it unusable (numerous universes which had physical embodiments of Logic and Physics sent angry messages along of them being completely ignored in that action). Ratchet was exchanging shots with Frank West, the former using his Shock Blaster and the latter with the Mega Buster wrapped under his arm, firing at a steady pace in three shot bursts. One of the shots struck Frank in the abdomen, the resulting in him seizing up as the electricity coursed through his body, dropping the blue coloured weapon. Ratchet went in for the kill, pulling out his wrench. Frank groaned, reaching into his pockets for what could potentially be one final effort, akin to what he did against the Great Sacred Treasure. This time it payed off, as the lid flew off the pen upon its collision with the ground, releasing an ink oil slick on the floor. Ratchet skidded and tripped, wrench falling on the floor, which Frank picked up off of the ground.
“Might I suggest something?” Clank’s calm tone vastly contradicted the feeling of the battle. What was said following that was lost to almost everyone, as Ratchet tackled Frank back to the floor to try and retrieve his Omniwrench, just avoiding an arrow which ricocheted off of Hitler’s non-functioning chaingun, which he had started to use as a defence mechanism. The Führer, knocked sideways slightly from the power of the shot, saw the two wrestling fighters on the floor. He ran towards them, winding his gun up and raising the non-functioning weapon to melee with them if he got close enough. He never got the chance, as he turned his back to one of the most powerful marksmen to grace VGBR. The arrow firmly implanted in Hitler’s back, which decreased his HP just enough to cause him to melt into blood and bone.
Eleventh Death: Mecha-Hitler
“Well, that’s him dead. Again, I don’t have anything to say, that guy was just a dick. He’s Hitler, for Christ’s sake!”
Fizz slowly walked into the arena, trident at the ready. He was a third into the room when he heard a voice behind him, having not checked around the door frame. “Welcome to the madhouse!” The Joker was standing there. “Do you know what this does? Let’s find out!” He pulled down a lever, causing claxons to scream. Fizz should’ve attacked now, but he was braced in anticipation as, behind him, a small circular section lowered and raised to reveal...a chicken. “Oh, is that it? Well, let’s make things more interesting.” Joker said, disappointed at first and then pulling out the knife Harley gave him earlier. Fizz lept forward, going for the jugular with his glorified pitchfork. Joker sidestepped and slashed at him, being parried by the trident. Joker released some of his Joker gas, the bright green prompting Fizz to back away speedily before inhaling any of it. Joker pulled out the King of Hearts, as Fizz hopped on his trident, aimed perpendicular to his attacker’s location. “BANGBANGBANGBANGBANG!” The clown yelled, as his shots fired rapidly. All of the shots failed to strike Fizz, given his speed and the lack of aiming on Joker’s part. However, one of the incendiary bullets lodged itself inside the chicken. An entire timeline of one universe winced in unison, as tons more Cuccos started flooded in from chutes that appeared in the walls, hurtling themselves around indiscriminately.
Originally Posted by Juiz
How, stop being so racist towards Hitlers.
Also I'm pretty sure who will win between Fizz and Joker. Rip
So...this is the Origins Troy Baker Joker?
I'm not complaining, he did alright for what he had to live up to, but still.
Gonad has no nads pass it on!!!!11!Spoiler:
I read it as the Hamill Joker
I did too but the King of Hearts is an Origins MP thing only afaik.
Gonad has no nads pass it on!!!!11!Spoiler:
Chapter Nine: When Cuccos Attack
Cuccos were indeed attacking, to the extent of Fizz frantically deflecting them with his trident and Joker just plain punching them away, causing more Cuccos to come and attack in a vicious cycle. Joker pulled out a pair of comic chattering teeth, sending them in Fizz’s direction. The champion was too busy dealing with the fowl threat, and so didn’t notice it walking up to him. He noticed it’s explosion, however, which sent him back into the wall, down onto the floor and onto another pressure plate. This lowered a large blade from the ceiling, which started swinging to and fro, effectively bisecting the arena (for an idea of how powerful this blade is, it managed to cut an unaware Cucco in half. That’s right, it killed something that the Master Sword only angers), with Fizz on one side and Joker on the other. The two stared at each other, as the second twist that came with this environmental hazard was revealed: The blade’s swing started to rotate relatively, meaning that Fizz and Joker would have to constantly move to be safely clear from the pendulum. It became a standoff, the two glaring at each other while walking sideways at a speed matching that of the twisting pendulum.
“Boo!” Joker shouted and took a step forward, causing Fizz to step back in shock, losing balance and holding up his trident defensively. The Joker laughed at this reaction, which angered Fizz, almost making him rush forward to strike. The pendulum took that particular moment to swing across the middle of the stage, halting Fizz’s planned assault and reverting them both back to circling, stalking, daring the other to make the first move and risk being bisected by the slowly turning blade of death. Sure, they could just leave by one of the exits, but neither of them were willing at that point to retreat: This would be a fight to the death. Joker silently, and still without removing his eyes from Fizz, took out an item when Fizz made his move. He used Urchin Strike, clearing the pendulum’s arc while it was at its peak, and would’ve successfully impaled Joker if it wasn’t for his chattering teeth getting in the way. This caused the teeth to explode, sending both fighters flying in opposite directions, Joker landing against the wall besides some more levers, Fizz landing on the floor as the pendulum swung again. It skimmed the top of his head, and cut off the tip of one of the dreadlock-like lengths on his head. Fizz leaped up, unaware of how close he was to death just then, and charged again with another Urchin Strike. Joker was still stunned, and it was merely Fizz’s haste and the anger clouding his mind that stopped him from being completely impaled: Instead, the wall behind him dented, trident firmly implanted with two of its prongs now containing a lever base between them, and Joker’s purple coat being fixed between the trident and wall. Fizz tried to pull the trident out, but was struggling due to it being stuck on the lever.
“Need a hand?” Joker sneered, before clasping his hand onto the trident, activating his deadly joke buzzer and filling the metal trident, along with the still clutching Fizz, with a voltage that would be deadly to a normal person. The tidal trickster seized up, violently shaking, unable to let go of the weapon that was connecting him to the source of the pain. Joker kicked him with the flat of his foot, providing the final piece of leverage needed to remove the trident from the wall. Fizz was finally able to let go of the trident, falling backwards and still in great pain. He struggled to his feet, visibly smoking slightly, and slowly pulled out his final option: A single, dead fish. Joker was having none of it, walking up to him and jabbing him with the blunt end, sending him backwards after dropping the fish. The pendulum wasn’t even slowed as it cut through the already almost dead champion lengthways.
Twelfth Death: Fizz
“I guess you could say that his life force,” The announcer took off his glasses and replaced them with some orange tinted sunglasses, “Fizzled out.” As someone in the background ‘YEEEEEAAAAAHH’ed, Joker dropped the trident and picked up the fish. The pendulum took another swing, before halting in midair, returning to above the ceiling, having claimed a life.
“Really? A fish? What did he hope this thing would do?”
Wander strafed along the wall of the Wrestlemania arena, firing another arrow which Ratchet jumped above, using Clank as a propellent before dropping straight to the floor. Frank was camping behind the remainder of the main stage, not in any major state to face either of the other two.
“Hehehehehehe…”
The laugh was so quiet that only Ratchet, having greater hearing than any normal human, could register it. He didn’t heed it any mind, but then,
“Hehehehehehe…”
It was louder this time, allowing Wander to hear it as he cocked another arrow, not yet completely turning his attention away from Ratchet.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA!” The shrill, mad laughter brought the attention of everyone in the room to it’s owner. This was most evident with Wander, as the laugh was almost right by his ear. He spun around, now facing one of the exits and fired. It was a rare case in which Wander missed. The living nightmare stood before him, the disheveled Joker, with only a profusely bleeding nub for a right arm. Fizz’s final strike by Chumming the Waters was an effective one, the Joker not realising what the fish was doing before the shark had already appeared, costing him his right arm. The arrow had sailed through the stream of blood, contributing to Wander’s miss, as the dying clown continued to maniacally laugh. Wander pulled out another arrow, as Joker raised his left arm, spraying a green has that Wander couldn’t help but inhale. He started to cough heavily, dropping the uncocked arrow and bow, before too starting to laugh. The two fighters ended up laughing heavily, wide eyed, before the noise slowly died away with them collapsing, grins slashed across both of their faces.
Thirteenth Death: Joker
Fourteenth Death: Wander
“Looks like we’ve got ourselves a double of post-mortem kills, people. But more than that! We’ve got our final two contestants!” All of the cameras that people were watching on cut to the two fighters, each taking up half of the screen. They were both staring with horror at the deaths of Joker and Wander. The announcer didn’t let that bother him. “Alright, you two, listen up! No more holds are being barred, we’re giving you all of your ammo back, some extra stuff, and we’re completely reworking the layout of stages! Alright, Ratchet, Frank, it’s time for a DEATH BATTLE!”
I'll be rooting for Frank xP
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