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Lipectomy Godzilla: Uh, sir?
Neo-Legend: Yes?
Lipectomy Godzilla: Why do you despise the Japanese this much?
Neo-Legend: ...they disowned me. Disowned us. All because we agreed to be in Fortnite.
Lipectomy Godzilla: That's f*cking stupid!
Zilla '98: Heya!
Neo-Legend: Also because Bioghidorah is an abomination, and who knows what else they're trying to cook up in their horrid labs!
Zilla: Hey! I'm over here!
Lipectomy Godzilla: Okay, that is valid. OH HELL, WE GOT AXES ON OUR REAR!
Zilla: WE TOILED IN GOD'S TOILET! *girly scream*
The Manifest Destiny, the most American ship the Western Mutineers had, is suddenly under fire from the flanking Rising Sun. The Manifest Destiny attempts to mask their presence in the puffy clouds of Niflheim's summer.
Meanwhile...
Nodopatosaurus: What a stunning victory yesterday, folks! The Fallen Ashes have beaten the SCPs, and now they face off against the other winner from their half of the bracket: THE TF2 FREAKS!
Hadlar, Miku, Nidhogg, and Missing.bit turn around and see a team of four weird mercenaries. The esteemed American Boot, BLU Pootis, Emesis BLU Medic, and Spyper walk in from another gate.
American Boot: No...*American disappointment* It's an anime girl.
Emesis Medic: A dragon!? F A S C I N A T I N G.
Spyper: Sly fox.
BLU Pootis: Big man is no match for Pootis!
Miku: What the hell!?
Ignited Foxy: *in her mind* You're a small.
American Boot: What was that, hippie?
Ignited Foxy: Oh crap. *vanishes*
The bell rings, and the Freaks pull out their weapons.
Nodopatosaurus: Fight!
American Boot: Your Honor!
Nodopatosaurus: What?
Emesis Medic: Before the match begins, we would like to state that the enemy Miku should be a medium instead of a small!
Nodopatosaurus: Proof?
American Boot:
Nodopatosaurus:
Hadlar: W H A T?
Miku: I am going to kill all of them bare-handed.
Nidhoggr: Good luck. We'll still take our enemies, but I will allow thee to take that Boot.
Miku: Thank you.
Even dark waifu magic is no match for the wrath of the one who has witnessed your browser history.
I just love solid walls of text, Sonic. Adios amigo!
Noooo, not Silkspanner! He will be missed.
FWGigan: Where'd he stab her? If it was in the chest, I'd be surprised if it made it all the way through!
ShowaGigan: Brother what in the unholy fuck. There's a fine line between jokes and being a pervert!
Sato: SACRIFICE HIM TO THE MUTINEERS!
As per Sato's request, they load FWGigan into a cannon and fire him directly at the Manifest Destiny and watch him explode in a bloody mess as the Manifest Destiny counters their attack.
Megalon: Good riddance.
ShowaGigan: Bro bump?
Megalon: Bro bump.
Anyways...
Thot Slayer: REVENGE IS MINE!
Gigamoth, Battra, and Mothra Gemini: No.
Using moth magic, they revive the innocent Kiryu and fly away with him in tow. Thot Slayer declares his emnity to all arthropods.
Down on the surface of Niflheim...
Zilla Junior: M.I.K.U, come in! Come in! Augh! *angrily throws communicator*
Queen MUTO: What is it, captain?
Zilla Junior: Our killing machine has lost connection. We cannot contact her.
Behemoth: Oh no...
M.I.K.U. answers the communicator, which Zilla Junior picks up.
M.I.K.U.: I'm in. *cough* Just a little compromise...
Zilla Junior: We are sending a team to retrieve you, just hang on!
Zilla Junior calls the Manifest Destiny and requests that they activate Project: Shinomura to retrieve M.I.K.U, which Neo-Legend agrees too, firing a strange capsule seemingly into the middle of nowhere.
I-I mean, ENNARD's drip can do anything!
Mimik: Oh HELL no, this set of stairs did NOT just kill my only suggestion!
Mimik shakes that boog so damn hard that not even waxed lightly weathered cut copper stairs can withstand the sheer shaking of Mimik's giant boog. The shaking revives 33, who gives many thanks.
Cooner: Aw hell no, they did NOT just kill my wife!
By posting so much unhinged Peak-I mean, Persona crap to the Nest, Cooner revives Power and gives the coelacanth a stroke.
Mimik: Blud did NOT just copy me.
Cooner: What're you gonna do?
The dead are:
The coelocanth
Stairs
Akame
Mr. Hippo
SMCookie
Gallimimus
Yellowjacket
Celebratory Kiryu
Silkspanner
WALungfish
Carnotaurus
Green Tea Mousse
Thalasso
Domey
Randall
M.I.K.U.
Enrique (Battra actually saved him from the brink of death, thank Battra later :smirk:)
Megacerops
Amargospinus
Geolasmosaurus
Captain Underpants
Smok
T. mcraeensis
The Vulture
That weird thing made of five legs and a lion head
Nidhogg and BLU Pootis are at it, seeing whose weapon can last longer without needing rested. Spyper is trying to hit Missing.bit after slamming a bottle of 1942 Jarate in their face, Emesis Medic is taking notes about Hadlar because Hadlar's nice enough to wait a few minutes, and Miku is currently trying to snare American Boot.
American Boot: I must win or else Android 21 will turn me into French Sputnik cross-dresser!
Miku: Get back here bitch, I'll fuck you up so hard that she won't even know it's you!
American Boot: I said one thing about your thighs and now you think you can kick my ainis? HAH! Watch this! Crocket!
American Boot stuns Miku with a crocket before rocket-jumping and attempting to flatten Miku underfoot. She manages to dodge as he hits the ground so hard that the crowd falls out of their benches and Nodopatosaurus is thrown off of his chair.
Tired of me calling him ugly, he is. Sorry Clive, but you stand no chance against Jeff's natural predator.
With a sword, even.
My simulator's acting up, it reloads on me constantly for no reason, so just expect weird stuff.
I've had enough of this reloading, I'm just going to boot random characters and retry.
Okay, the booting is done. Kicked the characters, closed out of and re-entered the tab. Hopefully it works. Sorry for the difficulties, this device sucks.
Asset 33: Where am I now?
Evil Ogerpon: Yo, nimrod!
33: Rude! Who are you?
Lokigator: We are specially endorsed characters with later plot relevance. We're spies for the Tyrants who pretend we're soldiers in the factions.
33: What does this have to do with me?
Evil Ogerpon: You'll see. Just come with us.
The dead are: Crocodine, Asset 33, and the Last Lungfish
This is why we never operate machinery while concussed. Or drunk.
American Boot: Where are you, cupcake? Oh crap! My team is down!
It's true. American Boot friendly-fired his entire team, as well as stunning Hadlar and Nidhogg. Missing.bit lifts him by the shoulders and locks his arms in place while Miku comes running at him.
American Boot: Coward!
Miku: Maybe next time, don't call me out on my legs, creep!
Missing.bit: 00100100 00110000 01110101 01101110 01100100 01110011 00100000 01101100 00100001 01101011 00110011 00100000 01111001 00110000 01110101 00100000 01101110 00110011 00110011 01100100 00100000 01110100 01101111 00100000 01110011 01110100 01101111 01110000 00100000 01100010 00110011 00100001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01110000 00100001 00100100 00100100 01111001 00101110 00100000 01001000 00110011 00100000 01110111 01000000 01110011 00100000 01110100 01110010 01111001 00100001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01110100 00110000 00100000 01101101 01000000 01101011 01100101 00100000 01101001 01110100 00100000 01100110 01000000 00100001 01110010 00101100 00100000 01100010 01110101 01110100 00100000 00100001 00100000 01100100 01101001 01100111 01110010 00110011 00100100 01110011 00101110
American Boot: What?
Miku lands a critical hit to American Boot's painis, destroying his masculinity.
Nodopatosaurus: I don't believe it! The freaks fall to the flames, what a match!
Miku: Yep, it's us again!
Missing.bit: 01001000 00110000 01101111 01110010 01000000 01111001 00101110
Again, behind the scenes a few minutes later...
Nodopatosaurus: We NEED to kill them off!
Giganocephalus: But Miku...
Dracoceratops: You both are stupid. You should have kept Miku in the small weight class.
Giganocephalus: Her hair probably adds more weight than her thighs, honestly.
IndoGen2 Lvl 40: Ahem.
More silence.
IndoGen2: I have bad news, gentlemen.
Dracoceratops: Oh?
IndoGen2: We have meddlers from the outside.
Footage of a rather dashing figure attacking the pirate brigade plays.
Nodopatosaurus: So?
Indoraptor Gen 2 Level 40: Our ring is threatened. It's right in his path.
Giganocephalus: Who's path?
Indoraptor Gen 2 Level 40: The Consultant. He knows we're here, he knows what we're doing, it's only a matter of time before he finds us.
Dracoceratops: Welp, we're screwed. I'll take my leave an-
As he turns to leave, a gunshot rings out around the room, causing Dracoceratops to slump over, a bullet hole in his head.
Indoraptor Gen 2: Traitor. There is one thing we must do. Release Hadlar, Nidhogg, and two of the other winners. We're moving away from this asteroid belt.
Giganocephalus: You don't mean...
Nodopatosaurus: But, those systems...
Indoraptor Gen 2 Level 40: It's either get the hell out of here or become notches on the Consultant's blade. Fire those engines, we're moving out.
To be continued! Battra got a sore throat, he'll be back for next episode.
