Chapter 17: The Final Chapter
I'm gonna copy and paste these at the beginning of every chapter.
Rankings:
1. Walt Disney - Turtle (3 kills)
2. Julius Caesar - Sam (1 kill)
3. Jim Henson - Sane (1 kill)
4. Dr. Phil - Klo
5. Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come - YN
6. Gandhi - Mooncat
7. Jack the Ripper - Manch (2 kills)
Everyone's game so far:
Walt: This guy took control of Disney in the first part, and now has more power than anyone in the second part. His darkest secret is out now, though, so that might get in the way. He's freaking evil.
Julius Caesar: This guy failed at killing the president, teamed up with RoboCop, and avenged two deaths (killing GOKU). He witnessed Deadpool and Boba Fett being abandoned and took the boat back to Manhattan.
Jim Henson: This guy lost Kermit a lot, found Kermit a lot, killed Stephen King, worked for Disney, and lost Kermit permanently. :c He managed to escape the workshop after being let out by Deadpool.
Dr. Phil: This guy helped Disney get to power and worked for him. He escaped with help from Deadpool.
Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come: This guy's been yet to come ALL GAMEEEEEE and is gonna be here in a few minutes :3
Gandhi: This guy hanged out in a botanic garden, took a naked nap with a lady, worked for a dude he met in a subway, then escaped with help from Deadpool.
Jack the Ripper: This guy killed a slut, killed Baryshnikov, killed Thor (a real god), became a god, rap-battled Hannibal, stopped being a god, escaped an encounter with Zeus (a real god). He witnessed Deadpool and Boba Fett being abandoned and took the boat back to Manhattan.
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Henson, Gandhi, and Phil roamed the city for hours. They didn't know what to do now.
Phil suddenly felt a burning rage form inside of him. These two men needed to die.
"What? Why would they need to die?" he thought to himself, but the violent thoughts would not be suppressed.
Then he began to think about why he might have woken up here. He remembered laughing after Disney said this might all be a fight to the death.. and it made sense. The waking up on a subway, the building collapsing and a man flying away from the rubble, Obama's death, the president's killer being found by the same masked man who freed them, it all came together in his mind. Henson and Gandhi were probably part of it too, seeing as they had also woken up in the city.
Henson and Gandhi also experienced these thoughts. However, it was easier for them to put them aside because they're usually non-violent.
They kept wandering, none speaking to one another. That's when, all of a sudden, Phil tackled Gandhi and put him in a choke-hold.
"What are you doing?" Henson shouted while trying to break them apart.
"ENDING ALL OF THIS!" Phil replied.
Henson knew what Phil was talking about, but did not want things to end like this.
"Please.. we can end it a different way."
Gandhi was starting to pass out.
Henson yanked Phil off of Gandhi, and Gandhi took a moment to catch his breath.
"YOU STUPID BITCH! THIS IS THE GUY WHO TRIED TO MESS UP YOUR REBELLION!" Phil yelled, tackling Henson.
Phil put Henson in a choke-hold this time. Gandhi just watched.
"SEE? HE'S NOT EVEN GONNA TRY TO SAVE YOU!" Phil yelled, tightening the hold.
Just as Henson was about to pass out from the hold, Phil screamed and got off of him. What happened?
He looked at Phil and noticed his suit was on fire. He looked back at Gandhi, who had a ball of fire in his hand.
"In most cases I wouldn't do that, but you saved me." Gandhi told Henson, helping him up with his other hand.
Phil stopped, dropped, and rolled to get the fire off of him. Henson and Gandhi walked over to him.
"Should I finish him?" Gandhi asked Henson.
"Please don't." Henson replied.
Once Phil extinguished the fire, he got up.
"You.. how'd you do that?" Phil asked Gandhi.
"My raps are so hot I spit yoga fire."
Phil picked up a rock and threw it at Gandhi, missing completely.
"You.. you damn sorcerer! Go to hell!" he yelled, trying again with more rocks.
Gandhi walked closer to Phil. Henson stayed where he was.
"GO AWAY!" Phil yelled, still throwing rocks. One rock hit Gandhi, knocking him down. Phil picked up a larger rock and walked over to the downed Gandhi.
"DIE!" Phil yelled, hitting Gandhi repeatedly with the rock. Since Henson told Gandhi not to finish Phil off, he didn't use his yoga fire power again. He accepted his fate and was just waiting for Phil to deliver the finishing blow.
Henson ran over and kicked Phil in the face before he could finish Gandhi, who was bloody and battered by this point. This made Phil drop his rock.
"Just.. stop it!" Henson yelled at Phil.
"I'm trying to make it stop. Just stop making it so hard for me, dammit!" Phil yelled, tackling Henson again.
Gandhi struggled to his feet, saw Phil on top of Henson, then fainted. Henson had nowhere to go now.
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Caesar and Jack watched this all go down from a distance.
"m8 these guys are never gonna finish, shouldn't we go in and kill those two?"
"Guess so."
They walked closer. They assumed Gandhi was dead, so they went for Henson and Phil.
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Phil was punching Henson repeatedly on the ground when he felt something pierce through him.
He looked down and saw a sword coming out of his chest.
"It's... finally.. over.."
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Caesar pulled his sword out of Phil's body and prepared to kill Henson.
"nah m8 I wanna kill him"
"Alright." Caesar said, sheathing his sword.
Jack got out his knife, then prepared to stab Henson. As the knife was about to come down into Henson's stomach, Jack vanished. The knife fell next to Henson.
It was 12 AM.
Caesar had no idea where Jack went, but knew he'd have to finish this himself. He went to take the sword out of his sheath but, to his surprise, it was gone.
He looked back to see a man dressed in a bloody rag, broken glasses, and a large gash across his face with Caesar's sword in his hand.
"Give it back." Caesar commanded.
"I am not thinking you shall overcome this!" Gandhi yelled.
"Very well."
Caesar took out the pistol he got from Master Chief and shot Gandhi down.
"Too easy." Caesar said to himself.
Caesar walked over to pick up his sword. When he looked back over to Henson, he noticed he was gone, as was Jack's knife. He checked his pistol and noticed that he had run out of ammo for it.
"Good. I needed a challenge." Caesar said, walking over to look for Henson.
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Disney's castle was being raided by police when midnight hit. They had no idea where he was hiding.
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Jack and Disney were in a dark area with nothing but snow surrounding them. The second Jack saw Disney, he pulled out one of his knives and pounced on him.
"NOWHERE TO GO NOW, M8!" he yelled.
He took out his knife, stabbed Disney, but nothing happened when it touched his flesh. This was not the place for that. Jack realized this wasn't going to work and got off of him.
"Well, guess I'll need to finish with you later."
"You too."
"CHOO CHOO!" they heard from out in the distance as a train flew towards them. The train stopped and a well-dressed man in a top hat and Monopoly stache took a step out of it.
"who in the bloody hell are you?" Jack asked, puzzled.
"I'm J.P. Morgan, the ghost of rich dudes past!"
"What do you want?" Disney asked.
"I'm here to try and change your ways."
Jack and Disney both laughed maniacally.
"Oh, and they sent old man Pinocchio to do the honors?" Disney joked.
"You've got a nice sense of fashion, I have to admit. Could use a little bit less nose, though!" Jack joked.
"Very funny, you two. Jack, come with me first."
Jack laughed, but went along anyway.
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"Jack, do you ever think about your past?"
"Nope. It doesn't exist."
"Now, that's a lie, it does exist. We all know it does, we just don't know what it actually consisted of."
"You don't know because it never existed, you son of a bitch." Jack said, taking out a knife.
"Now now, you can put that away. I know your past exists because I've seen it, Jack."
"That's impossible."
"Oh, it's very possible. Let's take a tour of it."
They were suddenly in 19th century London.
"It's home.." Jack the Ripper acknowledged.
"Yes it is. And that's you."
Jack the Ripper saw a poor boy living on the street. Jack cringed at the sight of it.
"Please take me out of here. I've.. I've never seen that boy in my life."
"Yes you have. That's a young Jonathan Richter. You're just in denial."
The boy began to cry. "When's mommy going to get home?" he said to himself.
"That old bitch never did.. was too busy sucking some dicks for a couple of pounds." Jack said.
"I know you're hateful, Jack, but your mother did what she needed to help you live."
"Then why'd she stop? Why'd she abandon me when I needed her most?"
"You never found out. It was actually a serial killer, just like you. He got to her and you never got to see her again."
Jack's stomach turned.
"Please... please get me out of here.."
"Okay, your time with me is done, but you still have two more tests to pass."
Jack was back in the dark, snowy area. J.P. took along Disney this time.
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Disney saw a young Walt Disney drawing cartoons for his school newspaper.
"Always been a worker." he said to himself.
"No, that's exactly the issue, you aren't a worker now. When's the last time you did something yourself?"
Disney thought long and hard about this.
"Well, I consider the work that came out of my workshop to be my work. I came up with the idea and I kept them working."
"No."
J.P. Morgan was right. Disney really hadn't been doing much on his own.
"And not only that, but you don't even properly pay your workers. Not allowed to go outside? Seriously? You aren't exempt from the law, Disney."
"Well.. it made them work harder!"
"No, it really didn't. They would've gotten just as much done with a proper pay and proper working conditions."
"But.. I wouldn't have gotten as much money."
"Now there's the issue. I was rich too, but it really isn't all about the money. It's about the enjoyment of life."
Disney shrugged off everything Morgan said.
Disney was back with Jack in the snowy area. Morgan was now gone.
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Jack and Disney saw a man in a litter being carried by topless women.
"What the hell?" both men said.
The topless women stopped, put the litter down, and vanished. Out of the litter stepped an African American man wearing a jacket, sunglasses, and a crown.
"Ey Jack, come with me."
Jack went with Yeezy.
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The were now in New York City.
"Is it over?" Jack asked.
"Nah mang, I just want you to see this shit. Look at that kid over there, look at how he's spending Christmas."
Jack the Ripper saw a poor boy living on the street. Jack cringed at the sight of it.
"That's the son of one of the women you killed. That woman was a single mom and now this kid don't have no family no more. How can you live with yourself, man?"
Jack had never seen the effect his crimes had on people. This child could grow up to be just like him and it's all his fault.
"I'm so sorry.. I'm so sorry.. I will never hurt another person again. Just, please, let me go."
"You ain't done yet mang."
Jack was back in the snowy area. He saw Disney being taken by Yeezy.
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Disney saw his Disney castle full of cops looking for him.
"Well, I guess that's how this is gonna go. Nothing I can do now."
"Nothing? Of course there's something! They just want you to properly pay the men you kept as slaves down there. New Slaves, yo."
"It's too late."
"Well, honestly, Phil and Gandhi have already died, so they're too late. That's no biggy, though, you kept a ton of people as slaves down there.
Disney did not want to give his money away that easily.
"No, okay? I'd rather die than do that. Those men will not be getting anything from me. Especially Henson.."
"Okay, okay man."
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Disney and Jack awaited their final visit.
"Wasn't death supposed to be here?" Jack asked.
"I sure hope so. I need to ask him for a favor." Disney replied.
Then, there he was. A skeleton in a large cloak surrounded by green flames.
Suddenly, he disappeared.
"Well then." Jack said.
"BOO!" the ghost yelled, appearing again behind Jack and Disney. This made both men scream in fear.
"You're coming with me first, Jack."
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Jack saw himself on the ground with a sword through his chest. Julius Caesar was standing over him.
"That bloody guinea! I knew there was something odd about him."
"No, Jack, you weren't betrayed. In this reality, you two agree to fight to the death after realizing this is a battle royale. Caesar comes out on top and wins it."
"There's got to be something wrong with this! I've killed a god before!"
"Not in combat. This man was the general of the Roman army, he knows his stuff. If you can make him decide on peace, none of this has to happen."
"Well... I guess it's worth a try. Go peace!"
Jack was back in the snowy area. Disney was taken by the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come.
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"So you're death, huh? Finish me off."
"But I want to show you how you'd die if you stayed alive."
"Don't care. I want to die here. I don't want to spend a life behind bars and I don't want to give my money away like charity."
"How is it like charity if they did all of the work for you?"
"Shut up, bonehead. Kill me."
"K."
Green flames formed around Disney, burning him to death slowly and painfully.
"Ironic, isn't it?" the ghost said watching Disney scream in pain.
"Well, guess I'm done here." the ghost said, vanishing.
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Jack was back where he was before he vanished. He noticed Gandhi's dead body nearby, but did not see Henson and Caesar. He needed to find them.
He found both nearby, with Henson against a wall with a knife and Caesar with a sword.
"STOP IT!" he yelled, before a fight broke loose.
"What? How are you back here?"
"I've learned the true meaning of Christmas. It is peace, love, and happiness! That's all that'll get us out of here. Please, put down your weapons and be peaceful!"
Jim Henson threw down his knife and Caesar sheathed his sword.
"Is that really how this'll all end?" Caesar asked.
"Yes. If we refuse to fight, there'll be no way to end this with violence, so it'll end without violence." Jack replied.
"And what made you so different?"
"Death did. I saw my future and I accepted my past."
The three shared a hug and then suddenly disappeared.
Originally Posted by Deadpool
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