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The Silverscale Lounge Arena

Ep. 10: September 2021

Hosted by Baskerra “Lounge Bitch” Hellmane

All in favor of our Lounge’s Founders

(Pictures of Results in the original link)

(DISCLAIMER: All characters in sexual situations are 18 and over. Just to let you know)

Part 1: The Choosing

(As it all begins, 12 incredibly large metallic crates are being air-lifted to a large clearing in the middle of a humongous forest, lush and looking like something straight out of the wilderness in Canada. The Silverscale Lounge itself can be seen presiding on the other side of the force-field containing all of this.

As this goes on and a massive Dragon Skull-shaped building is revealed in the center of the boxes, Baskerra suddenly pounces on top of it, relaxing while flapping herself with a fan. She tests the mic for a bit.)

“WHEN WILL THIS HEAT END?!” She cried out, clearing her throat. “Texas heat aside, good whatever-time-of-the-day-it-is, folks! Welcome to the tenth Silverscale Lounge Arena! We’re nearing the season finale and it’s boiling hot! College is slightly less stressful, but still. Anyway, onto the main event!”

She began to hop from one Team box to the other, running on all fours as she did so. “Four characters in each of these twelve boxes. Last one alive in my random and hellish dimension gets to earn the big prize of a wish! Also, I can’t shake off the feeling that I’m having MORE intruders getting into here.”

She felt her ears flick, the sound of poor grammar and horrible mishandling of Christianity approaching. “Oh…it’s an omen…let’s see who’s here!”

Team #1: Baskerra Hellmane

Again, Ed was feeling lousier than usual. How many times had he been thrust into there with no possible hope of returning home? Had he known that him being here without being sent back, even after death, because he probably didn’t matter much in the space/time part of this universe…that would have made him feel worse.

“Space Warrior’s Log…the pressure of returning home in one piece grows even more. Will I ever make it back? And can I help keep my friends alive longer?” He said before patting his leg.

Another returner, the tall and stoic schoolgirl Sakaki, sat next to him. “I’m still shaken by what I felt. Is this…normal?” She asked.

Ed just shrugged. “The evil of Baskerra works in mysterious ways. Maybe this time, we can survive the first onslaught and make it.” His mood brightened when he saw another returner looming over them, though Sakaki looked terrified at the sudden newcomer. “Hi, Bacon!”

The returning monstrous kaiju just snorted. “It is Bagan, thank you. Destiny has brought me to this realm once more, it would seem. Fine, then. I will prove my strength for far longer this time. Perhaps meet my end in honor again or triumph to the very end.”

Sakaki’s attention, if only to not be intimidated by the frightening beast, went to the other returner. That being Taffy, decked out in White Mage wear and looking unsure of herself. “Oh. This again. At least I came packed with healing potions this time.” She said before realizing Sakaki was standing close to her. “Oh. Hello there. What class are you?”

“…can I pet you?” She asked softly, reaching for those lop-ears. Even Bagan felt slightly tempted to do so. She DID look quite fluffy.

But all three’s attention landed on Ed soon, the boy starting to feel a sniffle come onto his nose. “Ah…aaaaah…AHHHH…” His allergy to rabbits had resurfaced.

“Oh, no…” Bagan’s eyes widened, watching the man inflate. Sakaki got behind him just in case.

“Curative spells, curative spells…” Taffy frantically looked through her spellbook before the Ed-boy finally-

KABOOOM!

Team #2: Eboness the Eternal

Once again, Ridley was thrust into this madness and, yes, he was far from happy. “Alright. WHICH one of you assholes is even remotely useful?!” He roared at his teammates. “I’m gonna do things differently this time! Whoever can get me close to victory gets…I dunno, something! I haven’t thought of it yet!”

“Is this how you greet everybody who’s even remotely interested in teaming up with you? I wonder if there’s more of a personal stake in this than you let on.” A casual sophisticated voice answered him, belonging to a Xenomorph of all things. Only, this one could speak and was carrying a Pulse Rifle.

The Space Dragon tilted his head at him, examining the strange being. “I’ve heard of your species before, but nothing like this. Got a name, drone?”

“You mistake me for the species my model is based on! I am Unit #002, but you can call me Jeri. Designation…I couldn’t tell you even if I tried. I’m still wrapping my head around this entire scenario.” He loaded his rifle. “Just hoping you don’t have hostile intentions.”

“You haven’t seen ‘hostile’ until you’ve failed me.” Ridley tapped Jeri’s head before smelling something odd. “Wait…that smells familiar.”

“WAAAAAAA! Let me out already! I’m missing my show!” The greedy portly treasure hunter/maker of Microgames shouted as he shoulder-rammed the door repeatedly to no avail. “You! Chili-breath! Help me out!”

“Oh. You. Wario.” Ridley growled. “Anybody else?” His attention went to a quiet man wrapped in bandages. His burly frame was entirely obscured, meditating and doing not much else. “Hello?! Anybody home?!” He roared.

He got nothing in response. Nothing but the slight noise of a Kabuki scream. “Well, that’s ominous.” Jeri noted, especially when the Stranger grabbed Ridley’s mouth and threw him against the wall, denting it.

Team #3: Ruby the dragon

Anybody remember Skylanders? Yeah? Well, to give you an idea, it was before Amiibos were a thing and, despite the fact that the continuity gave the ever-loving Spyro the appearance of a pug trying to chew on a wasp, there were those that remembered it fondly. How else did three of the cast get into here?

“Calculating chances of survival: 50/50.” Drobot, the hulking mish-mash of organic and technological materials, accessed. He was the largest out of the ground, his gears turning and his calculations running wild. “Unable to ascertain escape route. Combat only option.”

“I wonder if it would kill those that made this realm to bring some light into this place?” Spotlight, the light-based Skylander, wondered as she brightened her halo.

“I just wanna get out there and make some noise! Nobody traps us when we should be doing the trapping!” Echo, the loud water dragoness, exclaimed, ready to bring down the doors with her siren song.

The odd one out, though, was a very different kind of team-player. The kind that hated company and was reluctant to get attached before long. An alien Viper (though she looked more like an armored white-scaled cobra) that was desperately trying to get her comms-link working. “C’mon, you stupid thing! I’m stuck with these fantasy rejects and…gah! Fuck this.”

Torque had a secret love of fantasy, hence her drawings of unicorns and such back in her locker, but now wasn’t the time to enjoy that. Right now, she needed to figure out a way to escape…and maybe find a new set of earmuffs to make sure Echo’s blasts wouldn’t get to her.

Team #4: Magna Armello

Per the usual with this busty pal of Baskerra’s, we have a whole quartet of heroes from another Plane. No big dragons this time, we assure.

Instead, we had the famous mind-mage, Jace Beleren, having to contend with the three ladies surrounding him. Their history with him was…well, either it was minimal or regrettable. As somebody new to this canon, criticism is appreciated if none of the following is accurate.

“Wait…are you not dead?” Jace asked, trying to wrap his admittingly intelligent head around this. She was referring to the necromancer of the group. The once willy and power-hungry, but now wiser and more responsible Liliana Vess. The one that he definitely did NOT want to spend time with on account of past experiences.

“That’s what they all say. Don’t speak of meeting me ever and I won’t have to resort to drastic measures, alright, dear?” She winked. “Still…I don’t remember making a deal with THIS demon, before you ask.”

Chandra Nalaar was already taking action, using her most powerful fire-based abilities to try and singe the door down. She was wiser than before, but she still considered a good way to get through most problems was to burn it. “What kind of magic is this?! And yeah, Liliana! We all thought you were dead!”

“Again. No questions. For all I know, this demon just brought a past version of me here. Could be anything at this rate.” She replied.

The other among them, the elven animist known as Nissa Revane, was far more conflicted than all four. Jace had nearly stolen a very good core just for knowledge’s sake, Chandra had a rocky goodbye with her when she was in a dark place, and Liliana…well, being a necromancer that made one too many pacts with a demon was the tip of the iceberg.

So, all these four could do was just tolerate each-other in their own way. If they had enough time to comprehend their situation, that is.

Team #5: Mr. Wolfish

“MOVE, YOU OVERGROWN LUMMOX! GET US OUT OF HERE!” That shrieky voice belonged to the head of the most renowned (and rather incompetent) terrorist organization in the Hasbro Universe. That being Cobra. Behold the petulant but tenacious Cobra Commander, kicking at the large homunculus in front of the entrance to no avail.

“Nnngh…too…much…work…” Sloth, the Homunculus of laziness and hidden power and Father’s workhorse, was rather angry at being alive again. Being dead was so much better! Now, some whiny prat was kicking him. Not that it harmed him. The yelling was what kept him up.

“Useless ape! Urgh! What does one have to do to get ANYTHING done?!” Cobra Commander yelled, before having a pistol shoved against his visor. “What the?!”

“Sorry, but I think I remember seeing you on TV once. Always wondered why your show didn’t have the gohonas to use real guns.” Former Agency worker and the legendary destroyer of dictatorships, Rico Rodriguez, stated. “How do you feel now?”

The villain took a step back, but he noticed something large behind the man, Thinking quickly, he knocked the pistol out of his hand and kicked him into Sloth right as the behemoth laid on his side, pinning him down as Cobra investigated the strange machine before him.

This hulking mechanoid was known as the MAC II Monster, a walking powerhouse that housed some serious firepower meant for warding off aliens back in its home universe. Now, it was lacking the pilot it needed (though it usually required more). Until now.

Quickly, the terrorist hopped into the cockpit, booted up already. “What simple tech…but what a surprising amount of variety for destruction! May this pathetic Arena know the full fury of COBRA! HAHAHAHAHA!” Cobra Commander laughed as he aimed the pulsar cannons at the doors, not caring if his ‘teammates’ got caught in the blast.

“Ah, shit.” Rico sighed, preparing for the worst.

Team #6: Sekai the Hyena

The streetwise hyena and friend of Baskerra, Sekai, played with her knife a bit as she intentionally cut her punkish attire a bit to show more of her hips and boobs. “This outta turn heads. Alright! Who’s familiar with this whole shindig? I’m kinda new to this.”

“I know, me-meow! It’s a dump. You either get killed or blueballed, me-meow.” Ankha, another returner, sardonically stated.

“Emphasis on that first one. I don’t remember my first time here as pleasant. What we should focus on is getting out of here before things escalate.” Blaze the Cat, yet another returner, stated. “Oh, and it’s good to see you, Ankha. Hopefully, this goes better than last time.”

“You bet. I was devoured rather horrifically last time, me-meow.”

“Do I not get a say in this?” Miura, a proud but unprepared Drauk warrior, asked, raising a claw as she readied her spear.

Sekai just took a glance at her chosen company and smirked. “Alright. This shows promise. I’ve got a sexy cat-girl, a pyromancer, and a gecko with a stick on my side. Show me that you gals can handle things here and I might kick some loot to ya’, okay?” She asked, balancing her knife.

“I can assure you, we can take care of ourselves.” Blaze stated. “We just need to be mindful of the terrors that await us.”

“Like what?” Miura asked, right as the gates opened.

“Trust me. You’ll find out, me-meow.” Ankha said ominously.

Team #7: OrionTheWolf

This particular F-Lister REALLY loves felines, and it shows, though it also caused a rather reluctant returner to arrive on the scene. That being the demonic feline, Belladonna. She was just enjoying a good time with the previous winner, the Cyberdemon appropriately named ‘Cy’, before being sent here once more.

“Fine. Fine. Let’s see if I can make it past the end. I care not if I win or lose. Just that I’m not bored. I pretty much know I’m in the clear.” She shrugged in good humor. Time with Cy and Kass had mellowed her out considerably, though she kept her sadistic streak. “Alright, who’s with me this time?”

The first of which was the miserly, but not too-bad ecaflip merchant, Miranda. She was rather annoyed at her surroundings, tapping her foot before using her claw against the door, scraping against it before licking her claw. “Hmmm…whomever did this did it cheap. Magic…I always hated it when people used that kind of short-cut.”

“Get used to it. You have a grand user of it on your side. For now.” Belladonna stated.

“Ma’am, if you wouldn’t mind, maybe put on some clothes?” Deputy Mayor of Megakat City, Calico “Callie” Briggs, asked. She was already flustered with the situation, hoping that the vigilante group that her series was named after would come in. Regardless of property damage (LOTS OF IT), they’d do right by it.

Also, naked cat. That would always set off the ‘questioning own sexuality’ alarm.

“I don’t know. I think this I could be the purrrfect opportunity for a nice bonding experience across universes.” A purr-filled voice more stereotypically associated with felines stated. This belonged to one of the helping forces on the acclaimed space-faring craft, the Enterprise. Specifically, M’Ress.

Belladonna chuckled at this sight, kicking back as Callie froze up in M’Ress grip. “This could be fun…but only if you all prove your worth.”

“What’s your offer?” Miranda asked.

“LIVING.” She replied. “Good deal?”

Team #8: Sarah Naramorgth

Now, Warframe was one of the many live-service games that escaped the usual awful stigma that followed it. You know, awful microtransactions and other bullshit, but now, we bring you four unlikely members of the whole batch.

The first two were capable and recognized Tenno of their own right. The first of which was the feminine, but fiery frame Nezha. He was looking rather nervous when paired with the more muscular of the two, who loomed over him with a strange mix of protectiveness and lust.

This was the Hildryn, a barrier warrior female frame of great power and renown. However, this one was different. She was equipped with a large package on her crotch, one that was thick and paired with some heavy-looking balls. They pressed into Nezha’s waifish build, making him shudder as she leaned in closer.

“Clem.” They weren’t the only ones, obviously. This other guy was a tiny fighter, but a valuable one. He was a rogue Grineer named…well, Clem. Armed with his twin Grakatas, he looked ready for anything that would come his way. The other two Tenno didn’t pay him too much heed. He just hobbled around, oblivious to all around him.

The more silent out of the four was the legendary Orokin era warrior, Teshin. He was sharpening his blade, knowing he already had his freedom, so he could fight at his leisure. He looked to the other Tenno, unsure about the Hildryn’s attachment, but he ignored it, focusing on the task ahead.

It would be a long battle ahead. He was certain about it…

Team #9: Chauncey Servoid

Ban was many things. Bored was one of them, as well as immortal. Being transported to a realm where everything was trying to kill you RIGHT before you could resurrect the love of your life? A mixture of upsetting and interesting. Oh, and he had no weapons on him. “What a pain.” He huffed, noticing his shirt was gone. “It’s going to be one of THOSE days, isn’t it?”

“A crossover event?! Why wasn’t I informed of this before?! I don’t have time to prepare!” A large crimson Lamia shouted, upset at this sudden turn of events. This quirky gal was Miia and, yes, being away from her darling may have had something to do with her discomfort. Her hate against all things gory probably wasn’t going to help in the long run.

“Eh. Work with what you’ve got.” Ban shrugged before taking a glance to the other ladies in the room. “And whom else will be joining us for this day of carnage?”

Joining him seemed to be an atypical Japanese wolf-girl (nothing but a fluffy tail and some ears), but she looked at him with such interest and introspection. “Greetings. I am Holo, the wise wolf.” She said. “While I’m not pleased at being here…I can smell in you great pain behind that smile.”

Ban blinked at that before kicking back. “Ah. Wise, eh? Try not to look into it. You may not like what you find.”

That’s when he felt a large metal claw against the back of his head. That belonging to former bioweapon and most feared killer in her known galaxy, Konjiki no Yami…the Golden Darkness. “This whole thing…it reeks of ecchi…all of it.” She was a stoic killer, but she was thoroughly disgusted by the whole feel of it.

And that’s when she laid eyes on Miia, her glare worsening. “Why are you looking at me like that? This whole thing has killed my libido!” The lamia defended herself.

Team #10: Kaity Renard

Out of the four that were chosen for this team, the MILF-ish tribeswoman huntress, Jocasta, was the most normal and serious. This curvy feline was sharpening her spear, trying to mentally prepare herself for whatever may come, even as her companions seemed to just wanna fuck and forget about everything.

“Come on, kitty. You’re missing out. Look at those two!” A taller and curvier draconic woman, Slurpina, said, pointing to the main duo of the group.

“Ugh…this really isn’t the time.” Jocasta replied, trying to avert her eyes from what was taking place.

That being a feminine fox male named Quote sucking the tits of his mother, Jill. He had all the features that would make a vixen blush, but his cock/balls were HUGE. Fat and already flowing with pre-cum, he continued to slurp on the tits of his buxom mother.

Seriously. Jill was packing. Calling them J-Cup still felt like an understatement, if that helps. She smiled as she stroked her son’s head. “That’s it…suck me well. We’re not going to let a couple of prudes ruin our fun, no?”

“So cute! Why don’t we try to be more like them?” Slurpina suggested, cupping Jocasta’s just-as-milky breasts.

The feline huntress sighed. “Dear Gaia, I’m going to need meditation after this. A LOT.”

Team #11: The Big Lady

You thought that last team had issues? They’re TAME compared to what was going on here. It was nothing short of pure mayhem, with the team members already trying to kill each-other.

Returner and one of the most over-memed characters of RE history, Alcina Dimitrescu, was slashing the whole place up, trying to get a hit on the bounding Grinnion demon moving around. “Hold still and GIVE ME BACK MY HAT, CUR!”

Smiley Cindy, as this insane-looking naked canine demon was named, just laughed again, bounding about while holding that hat on her head. “Run, run, as fast as you can! You can’t catch me! I’m the Smiley-“

“MAAAAN! This is what I get for being at the wrong place, wrong time? Just some bimbo with a Victorian fetish and a broad with a winning smile?” Red tendrils emerged from the shadows, covered in black veins and red and blood. They took the hat and threw it back at the vampiric entity.

That’s when the monstrosity came out, extending several sharpened tentacles around with full intent to tear them all to bits. This was the violent serial killer with a similar insane symbiote all around him…CARNAGE. “What can you maniacs offer me that’s even REMOTELY fun?!” He said raspily before drool began to fall onto his head.

Above him was another returner and one just as vicious. Hissing angrily was the Xenomorph Queen, who’s tail was this close to stabbing through his body. “Okay. That’s a step in the right direction. I always did love that chestburster scene!”

“This is pointless! I’ve had it with being a part of this nonsense! I should just kill you all right now!” Alcina shouted, both claws out, before Smiley wrapped herself around her head, humping into it.

“Ooooooh, this itch got scratched!” She jabbered, humping away as Carnage just laughed at the sight, the Xenomorph Queen ready to raise Hell to get out of this confined space.

Team #12: Anako Blu

For the last team, there were still problems. Or, at least, one problem. One in the form of a savage interdimensional monster trying to kill one of its own teammates. This creature was the Demogorgon of the Upside-Down. One of many from his species and one trying to chomp down on the head of a similarly bloodthirsty enemy.

“Claws off of me, su! This is no way to treat somebody you just met, su!” The lupine maid shouted before kicking the beast across the room, disorienting it. Don’t be fooled that she was seemingly a genki healing cleric. There’s a reason they called this game NPC the ‘sadist with a smiling mask’. Because, already, Lupisregina Beta was thinking of ways to dice up this beast.

“What happened last night?” A more heroic member of this team, the energetic and hot-blooded member of Team RWBY known as Yang Xiao Long, got up from her nap. Her head was hurting real bad and her robotic arm was starting to glitch out. “Ow! I just got this thing oiled up! What…the heck?!”

She looked upon the battle between the two beasts, but then she felt something dark and evil sneaking behind her, wrapping a gray-skinned but powerful claw around her shoulder. “Ooooh…you’re quite the lovely one, aren’t you? A mind set on living life to the fullest and a body to entice all…you’re overqualified.”

This sultry voice belonged to one of the Daemons of the Chaos God, Slaanesh. One that was stuck in her default form, but she liked it that way. She looked like a curvy grey-skinned humanoid with a hunched muscular build, with slender black dreadlocks and a demonic face, complete with glowing purple eyes, sharp teeth, and a long tongue. Her name was Starlok and she already LOVED the perverted environment around her.

“Uh…thanks? I don’t THINK I get that a lot?” Yang backed away, unnerved and blushing a bit at the nude alien. She still got the time to punch the Demogorgon in the face, warding it away.

“Not bad for a human, su!” Beta exclaimed.

“Fufu…let’s just focus on getting out alive, first…before I show you what joys Slaanesh has to offer~” Starlok winked, knowing perhaps what was to come. Long shall be their suffering. Joyous be their pain…

The Center…

Basky finished wrapping that all up, dusting off her claws. “And now, the photos, because we need our damn proof, right?”

(The Following Images are in the original link. Sorry.)

“Without further ado…” Basky prepared to press a button, leaping back onto a flying platform as the dragon-skull opened, revealing a multitude of stuff that could be useful for the coming Bloodbath. “It has begun! In three…

…two…

….ONE! LET THE SLAUGHTER BEGIN!”

PART 2: The Bloodbath

(Mighty Blow-Star Ocean 2)

  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iOkxTfo_-s4

BOOM! Cobra Commander, manning the MAC II Monster, burst through the doors of his District Box, firing upon everything he saw. “COBRAAAAAAA!” He shouted as he nearly stomped on Rico, who just got out of their as soon as he could, seeing how the other boxes were opening up in chaos.

“ACHOOO!” Ed’s District Box blew open, but out of the smoke came Bagan’s beam, destroying all in its path. “Excuse me!” The dullard called out, Taffy getting as far away from him as possible while thinking of a curative. That is, if she could concentrate!

Sekai ran through the smoke, her compatriots close by. However, they were suddenly attacked form above by Drobot’s lasers and flying gears. “Annihilate all hostiles! Assessment: this will not end well for you!” The inventor roared before having the hyena throw some random junk out of her biker jacket.

“Cheese it! This place is blowing up already!” She shouted before something else flew through the sky. It was Ridley, who stabbed his tail into Drobot’s side and flung him away, before lunging for Ankha.

Despite Blaze firing a massive fireball at his face, he plowed through the team and grabbed the villager, smashing her into the ground before slamming her against the supply pile in the middle. “First blood!” He roared, before something emerged from the crates.

“ME-MEOOOOOOOOAAARGH!” Ankha cried out as ravenous flying killer donuts, not seen since the fifth outing, ripped into her, devouring her flesh and leaving Ridley to continue spreading havoc.

“These are the moments that make life worth living.” He chuckled before Miura’s spear lodged into his back, nearly bringing him down to Earth.

“Got him!” Miura shouted to her teammates before the mangled corpse of Ankha’s remains suddenly flung a tree-branch into her chest, pinning her against the District Box, dead.

“What in SEGA’s name?!” Blaze cried out, as Liliana showed herself from behind the pile.

She just chuckled as she released control over Ankha’s dead body. “You do whatever you can in these trying times.”

“And THIS is why I’m regretting this alliance already!” Nissa shouted as she and Chandra stuck close by each-other, using their abilities to keep their foes at bay. Jace, all the while, was struggling to use his magic in such chaos. Concentration was key, but chaos of this measure was almost too much.

“We have to retreat! There’s too many of them!” He shouted before using a mental projection spell to trick the Xenomorph Queen into attacking fake copies of himself, keeping her and Smiley Cindy occupied in their fake slaughter.

“You think we don’t know that?!” Chandra shouted, unleashing two spires of flame from her hands to blow Yang and Dimitrescu away, though the former put up more of a fight against the flames. Alas, the pyromancer had grown much stronger.

However, the two allies were met by a strange sight. A glowing rainbow ball exuding great power. A Smash Ball, at long last in this Arena. Something about it made the two of them want to destroy it and gain its power for a boost, but the both of them were drawn back when a large destructive purple/red beam nearly struck it.

“GO!” Bagan roared, smashing the Mac II Monster in the face with his tail, pointing his teammates to the supplies. “Find what you can! I’ll clear a way!”

“As will I! I hope this works!” Taffy used her staff to cast a protective bubble around Ed and Sakaki as the two ran to the pile.

Starlok, gaining a hammer and sickle, nearly used both weapons telepathically to stab/smash into those two, but something else emerged from the chaos. FLYING GORILLA from the FLYING GORILLA App. Flying majestically in his usual pose, she was smacked onto her stomach as it flew straight into Cobra’s mech.

“What the?! TURN! TURN, you blasted thing!” Cobra struggled at the controls before he was knocked onto his back, the mech falling onto a random pickup truck that Teshin had commandeered.

“COME! We must go!” Teshin cried out to his teammates, though Nezha was only brought to the truck when smacked as well by the FLYING GORILLA. Hildryn was occupied with the Smash Ball, trying to shoot at it as Teshin started the car by slashing the brakes off with his sword.

Clem ran after them, having lost a mace he picked up from Jocasta. He would have shot up that feline, but her skill with a spear had blinded him, causing him to run around in circles, shooting his weapons wildly. “CLEM!” He cried out, before being hit with Carnage’s arms, which had turned into hammers.

“Let it begin! LET IT BEGIN!” Carnage laughed, tentacles erupting from his body to keep everybody at bay while he jumped around everywhere.

Belladonna watched that with some curiosity, smirking. “Such insanity. If only we could bottle it up and use it for our own purposes.”

“Focus less on the psychotic demon! We need a quick escape!” Miranda said as M’Ress got out her Phaser and used it to stop several flying donuts. She also acquired a dildo-spear, one that glowed hotly and sliced through another marauding evil snack-food.

Even in the chaos, Callie noticed yet another vehicle in the midst. “A runabout!” She exclaimed to Belladonna.

“WE’LL STEAL IT! NO-ONE WILL EVER KNOW!” Belladonna exclaimed before covering her mouth. “Why did I do that?” She was interrupted when several scientifically inaccurate Dimorphodons (looking at you, Jurassic World) flew in from the sky, biting and trying to attack everything in sight.

While those cats escaped on that random meme vehicle, Miia had crushed a few of those rabid flying reptiles in her coils, Yami with her weapon arms, Carnage with his jaws to devour them, and Wario with his bulk. He was trying to ride one, but it had been crushed under his girth.

Back with the Smash Ball, Hildryn was dodging Nessa and Chandra’s attacks, using her barrier to keep them away, while Sakaki tried whacking at it with a baseball bat she found. “Please come…I don’t think I can-“ She was interrupted when Torque’s tail smacked into her side.

“Sakaki!” Ed cried out, rushing to her side to help her up while Taffy frantically looked around at the supply area.

“Healing potions, strength gauntlets, where’s anything useful?! Oh, raspberries!” She cried out.

Torque, meanwhile, tried to fire away at the Smash Ball, feeling the allure of that power as well. That’s when she noticed she wasn’t the only one firing at it. She turned her gun to the other attacker with a hiss, that being Jeri.

“Don’t shoot! I mean no harm! May I please shoot the weird glowing thing instead?” He offered feebly, holding his hands up.

“Sure. NOT.” She replied before lunging at him, only for him to leap into the air and propel himself by kicking into her head, dragging her through the ground.

“Apologies! But I must be going!” Jeri called out, leaping from combatant to combatant, even the bulky Hildryn and Ed’s head.

Letting out an angered hiss, Torque was interrupted when Echo’s blown-off head landed right in front of her, pinning her tail to the ground. “FUCK! Who did that?!”

It was Slurpina, who had commandeered a small but powerful tank. One with his barrel aimed right at her. “I know I’m usually a lover and not a fighter, but this is actually kind of fun!” The dragoness exclaimed.

Her moment of victory was short-lived, as in a flash, her tank was overturned (or TANKED, as they put it) by Sloth. The lumbering Homunculus was faster than he looked, and he did NOT appreciate his nap being interrupted. “Too…much…WORK!” He roared before leaping into the air and smashing the tank into nothing, crushing Slurpina from within.

“Hmph. What a shame.” Jill said as she was sitting on Miia, who angrily thrashed around after using a useless Assist Trophy against her. “How are you doing, sweetie?”

“I found a weapon! Look at me, mommy!” He sang-songed, waving a nail-gun around before being knocked to the ground by the Demogorgon. Before the beast could swallow his head or something, a Wii Remote was flung into its jaws, causing it to start choking.

“Sorry about that!” Spotlight said, having accidentally thrown that against one of her rings. Still, she fired her light, sending it pinballing everywhere and causing most to duck and cover.

Even Yami was forced to use her hair and limbs to make a shield around herself. However, she found below her a most odd stone. Another Infinity Stone, only this was glowing orange and seemed to calm her very soul. She just stayed like that, in the company of this strange powerful stone. The Soul Stone, in case you couldn’t tell.

Ban was just minding his own business, walking through the mayhem and past the point of caring, when he suddenly felt like everything had gotten…bigger. That’s when he looked up to see Beta holding a shrink ray she found from the supply pile, smiling sadistically at the shrunken man. “Oh, come on.” He sighed.

That’s when she tried to pounce on him, treating him like a mouse to be caught. However, he just grabbed one of her fingers and flung her into a tree, smashing her through it and knocking the NPC out. Whistling to himself as he slowly regained his size, he was suddenly picked up by Holo. “Got you! Try not to wander off too much!” She said as she held him to her breasts.

“Nope. Still feeling nothing.” He said sardonically.

When the dust had settled and practically everybody had left, the mysterious bandaged man just wandered around and found a backpack. Picking it up, its contents were revealed to be rather raunchy hentai. Muttering angrily, a pair of soulless red eyes briefly glowing behind his wraps, he tossed it aside before leaping into the trees.

Carnage stood around, realizing practically everybody had left. “Oh, come on! Way to blue-ball me!”

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PART 3: The First Day

For most of the day, it seemed like everybody wanted to get their hands on a transformative, regardless of what it would imply. Jace was still trying to concentrate on the makings of this strange world. A world that could pull in all souls with no difficulty whatsoever.

“For how long are you going to keep doing that?” Liliana asked, as she conjured up a skeletal hawk to perch on her shoulder. Her magic may have been nerfed somewhat, but that didn’t mean it wouldn’t come in useful handy.

“Until I can find an escape route. Yet, everything here feels artificial and yet not. Like only the bedrock of this place is fake and the rest is real. Yet it keeps changing on a whim. We are literally being used as playthings for some kind of magic even Planeswalkers from distant past have yet to replicate.” As he said this, he chewed on a random Fox Berry, but all it did was give him fox ears.

Despite their history with each-other, Liliana gave a chuckle at the display. “How adorable. Now, while you wrack your brain on how to-“

“Guys! Where did Nissa go?! I lost her back at the supply area! Any sign?” Chandra shouted, having drunken Snake Oil to quench her thirst. No effect, as her inner heat burned away at it, but that hardly mattered. One of their own had gone missing.

And she wouldn’t be returning. Jocasta, having just escaped from the destruction behind her, had stabbed the elf through the neck and against a tree, her magic sputtering in her hands. “That was almost too easy. Kind of gross, but whatever gets the job done.” Removing her spear, the motherly feline left the woman to bleed out, plants growing where the blood seeped.

She looked around, finding no sign of her other teammates. “Where are those idiots? Probably fucking each-other senseless. I saw the way that other mother was looking at her son.” Jocasta shuddered at the thought.

Well, for starters, Quote wasn’t doing that. Not even having a fun time stroking off his huge cock. Instead, he, Holo, and Ban were strapped to a tree, as Baskerra chopped away at the bottom. “Hello, name’s Basky and this is Jackass! And I call this…Timber.” She said before her tails smashed through the stump.

“WAIT! Isn’t this supposed to be safe?!” Quote cried out.

“What you humans will do for entertainment!” Holo shouted as she struggled against her restraints, ready to show her true form if need be.

“I remember this trick. They used it to try and kill me several years back. Just let gravity do the work.” Ban suggested before the tree finally fell down…with Quote’s cock/balls cushioning the blow.

“NNNNGH…it’s the worst part of keeping your driver’s keys in your front pocket x1000.” Quote whimpered, the others feeling only mildly inconvenienced and covered in pine needles.

At the very least, their tree hand landed them in that field of large flowers and sunshine that occasionally showed up in this Arena. Yami and Miia were hanging around it, with the bioweapon still examining the stone she had. “Oh, good. You two are back.” She dully said, trying to ignore the swaying bust of Miia.

“Need a hand, you two?” Miia slithered in, looking at the two that were unscathed. She was chomping down on a Harpy Seed, which had given her a set of crimson feathered wings. “And check out my new look! Papi isn’t the only one who rules the skies now!”

“Great. Fascinating. Untie us, please. I can smell this fox’s musk and it’s making it hard to hear myself think.” Ban said.

“Good thing I’m into humans. Otherwise, this would be very awkward.” Holo admitted.

We’ll circle back to Jill, but for now, let’s see how Cobra Commander was doing. Having gotten up from that embarrassing car-related incident, he was traveling through the woods, knocking all trees down with his MAC II Monster mech. There was a Mermaid’s Scale that got into the cockpit, nearly giving him gills, but it was rather minimal.

“I could just sit here forever…letting only fools come near me.” That’s when a pair of large jet-black claws shanked through the cockpit, startling him. “Who DARES lay a hand on me?!”

That would be Lady Dimistrescu, trying to rip apart the lumbering mech by her lonesome. “Your feeble creation will become your tomb!” She proclaimed. “I will return home and bring your blood as a consolation prize!”

“Get OFF of me, you oversized bint!” He shouted before turning his mech to smack her in the face with one of the arms. That’s when he unleashed hails of plasma fire from the arms, the upper guns unleashing masers that tore holes through the ground. It singed off one of her arms, nearly triggering her mutation.

“YOU CUR!” She roared before being kicked into a tree, the machine leaping into the air and stomping on her, seemingly ending her life.

“I’m invincible in this thing! No freak or even Joe can stop me now!” He exclaimed, taking his leave while Dimitrescu struggled to heal from that. Not once in her life had she been dealt such incredible damage. And this was the same woman that could take grenades to the face and not even ruin her outfit.

Ridley had also gained some harpy features from a Seed he ate for the heck of it, but it just gave him sharpened talons and a keener sense of sight. Before he could swoop down, his nose picked up something odd. Something foul to him. “Shit. Aphrodisiac. And not just any type. Better sit this one out.” He said. This wasn’t the usual Baskerra aphrodisiac fare.

Back to the transformations taking place, Beta was seeking out that Demogorgon, still cross with their last encounter. “Oh, I can’t wait to find you…skin you…heal you…and do it all over again, su.” She said sweetly before she drank down what she thought was a vial of human blood. Nope. It was Dragon Blood. Blood that caused her fluffy tail to elongate and turn harder, crimson scales growing around it. “Oh! Well…I’ll consider healing that back to normal later, su!”

Wario was another loner affected, only this time it was a scrape against a Megalodon tooth that turned his normal huge set of teeth into points. “Wahahahahaha! I’m the fiercest! I’m gonna win for sure! That prize money at the end is sure to be mine! Look out, world! Here comes Wario!” He shouted before zooming off into the woods before smacking into a tree. “Ow! I hate nature.” He harrumphed.

Drobot had also gotten himself scraped against a Mermaid’s Scale while recalibrating his systems to properly function, giving his feet webbed features for better aqua durability. “Assessment: This could be more-or-less useful.”

“Must you always talk like that? I feel as if we left somebody behind, as well as lost a good companion.” Spotlight said, joining her larger draconic friend. “I think her name was Echo, that last one. She seemed cheerful.”

“Yes. Critical error that she died so soon. This will be rectified with violence. So much violence. Also, help me identify that thing sneaking up on you.” Drobot pointed to a most odd beast that Basky had brought from the 70s.

This tall lumber pathetic sheep monster was the sadly named Godmonster of Indian Flats. Yes, look it up. You won’t regret it. Might even get a laugh. The mutant was smacking itself against Spotlight’s hip, trying to incite her or something, but to no avail. “Oh. Well…that’s not something you see every day. Maybe there ARE such things that belong back in the dark.”

Carnage was all alone too, but can you blame anybody for wanting to stay the fuck away from him?! Currently, he was dangling a wounded rabbit over his head, giving it a quizzical tilt. “Yeah, I know. Life ain’t fair. But you know what IS fair?” He asked before chomping down on its body, ripping it to bits. “DEATH! No prejudice or restraint! Everybody’s welcome to it!”

“What about life?” Ridley asked, swooping down on a branch to give this strange yet interesting beast a closer look.

That’s when Carnage unleashed several spikes into the air, driving the dragon away, but not without the villainous alien firing a stream of fireballs that warded him off. “To answer your question, life’s a drag! Just end it all and everybody’s happy…mostly. Not that I give a shit!” Carnage explained. “Kill some people and we’ll duel! You bore me already!”

Back with Belladonna’s group, they had crashed the runabout against a large rock, far from the trees. “Brilliant. The ONLY rock for miles and YOU had to hit it!” Miranda snarled at the demon.

“Excuse me! I have little experience with these pathetic automobiles! And the only one that’s savvy with them is missing!” She hissed back, remembering how the car crashed rather explosively when they made impact. “For all I know, she died in the crash.”

M’Ress, meanwhile, had been bitten by the Basky Bug, but it wasn’t having much of an affect, due to her already being anthro. However, she found her uniform to be even more uncomfortable than before, making her purr as she started to take it off. “Mmnnn…is this how you live life?” She asked Belladonna, her breasts exposed.

“Actually, yes. It’s rather liberating. You should try it.” She replied, trying to speak softly while Miranda sighed…before a large Xenomorph hopped onto the car.

“Greetings!” Jeri saluted, before being punched in the face by the merchant. “OUCH! That was very uncalled for!”

“Says the one that freaked us out!” Miranda shouted as Belladonna readied her claws and M’Ress her dildo-spear.

“I’m sorry, but is that a giant sex toy?!” Jeri would have blinked in confusion if he could, before having to avoid Belladonna’s attacks, while realizing his Pulse Rifle needed recharging. “What the?! Recharging?! DAMN YOU, WEYLAND-YUTANI! I KNEW YOUR POLICIES WOULD BE THE END OF ME!”

“I wonder if this should work?” Miranda found a random Assist Trophy, rose it to the sky…and caused a giant man in a hula-skirt to land on the trio, incapacitating them.

Jeri stepped away slowly as he saw that unfold, before lowering his weapon. “I’m in luck. I think.”

But all of that was NOTHING compared to what Starlok had in mind. The Daemon of Slaanesh had plans of her own. Walking to a large patch of ground that she had cleared the way of any trees, she sat down before her eyes started to glow. Taking a deep breath, she sucked up the aphrodisiac that was hidden within the area.

“For those that can hear my voice…” She began softly, standing up as she cupped her own boobs, her body glowing in a pink haze. “Let go of your inhibitions. Accept utter depravity. For why not live life deliciously? For this, submit to our God. Submit to Slaanesh…time to see what you are all TRULY made of~”

“The heck are you talking about?!” Yang emerged from the woods, having followed since the chaos of the last round. That’s when Starlok suddenly grabbed her face and kissed her deeply, lips pressed firmly against the other pair.

As she kissed her, Yang obviously struggled, but her semblance wouldn’t activate. Her pupils began to look like black orbs, an ooze rising around the now purple irises. That tongue continued to bulge out that throat, Starlok’s claws burning the clothes around them. Before long, Yang’s busty and curvaceous body was revealed to all, the daemon’s skin feeling so good against her own.

Finishing the kiss, the Daemon looked deep into those eyes, huffing hot steam as a large black feline-cock emerged between Starlok’s loins, as big as a horse’s and dripping with thick fluids. “That’s it…your fantasies will come to life. You enjoy lovers of this variety, no? Well, prepare to enter a whole new DIMENSION of pleasure. Your pleasurable suffering shall be legendary, even in my realm!”

“I…I…stop…” Yang got onto her knees, panting heavily as her tits felt so heavy, black fluid slowly dripping from the nipples while she moved her tongue forth to lick at those barbs, tears flowing down her face.

As she was serviced like that, Yang’s hands wrapping tightly around her hips, Starlok let out a guttural scream, grasping her own head as she spread the corrupted aphrodisiac around. “Seek out all you can! Bring them to Slaanesh’s side like this golden-haired WHORE!” She grabbed that hair and pulled it close, forcing her entire felid cock into that throat, shooting her black spunk some more. Had Yang not been under her influence, Starlok would have to look forward to a caved-in face for that.

Sure enough, others were affected, soon to become her slaves. Well, not all of them. Baskerra’s innate magic was only now starting to react, so only a few wouldn’t be affected as badly. But it would be enough for most of the people. The Xenomorph Queen felt her large chest swell with energy made for making eggs, for example, crying out in lust before moving towards the source.

The monster smashed through the trees, before her extra arms picked up two others being affected by the aphrodisiac. “Nnngh…get out! No! Get out of…my head…” Blaze muttered, struggling in that grip, but her flames only lit up as pink ones, her mind invaded by thoughts of robotic dicks, reminding her of the one she was seeing back at home.

The other was the once knocked-out Callie Briggs, who was now free of her outfit and puffing hotly from her mouth. “Can’t stop…thinking about…seeeeex…” Her mind started to go, smelling felid dick a few feet away before the Queen stopped on by.

By the time the monster reached her destination, there were also the duo of the Hildryn and the Nezha tenno. However, the feminine tenno was already being railed by his partner, making him clutch the ground in a vain effort to escape, but it was too late. The techno-organic beings had lost the will for their souls, choosing pleasure.

Especially in the case of Hildryn. Her cock was engorged and happily smashing into that tight asshole of the Nezha, his cock letting out pathetic spurts while she clutched his hips to the near-breaking point. Just watching that made Blaze’s vision blur, the thoughts getting worse, while Callie let out a needy meow.

Starlok was still pounding away at Yang’s throat, before firing off a second load, the Huntress’ mouth drooling with backed-up black semen, her eyes watery and her moans more needy. “Mmm? Ah! More servants! Take a good look…” Her cock removed from that throat, Yang now fucking her own pussy with her robotic arm.

The jet-black feline cock throbbed before the two females laid before her, the Xenomorph Queen laying against a tree to begin the process of laying eggs. As many as she could possibly conceive, even. She didn’t have the tools to make a proper breeding ground, but her mind was clouded past the point of caring.

Callie was the first to approach on all fours to the massive cock before her. It was covered in its own gunk and still leaking cummy sludge, while the Daemon was stroking Yang’s hair like a trophy. A bit of Yang’s spirit was reinvigorated, but it was silenced when her new Mistress breathed another plume of the vicious gasses.

“C L E A N~” Starlok commanded both felines, causing both to lean forward and attend to several areas.

The golden-haired deputy mayor found herself slurping the cock-tip, sucking away any excess while her pussy leaked like a kitty in heat. “Cuh…cuuuh…coooock…big…cat…cock…” She huffed, her vision going blank as she continued her job.

“I’ll kill you…I’ll…I’ll find a way after…” Blaze tried to reason with herself as she slurped at those heavy balls, tasting the musk and feeling the pink flames around her consume her mind, rendering her a full slave of Slaanesh.

As for her partner, Sekai, the hyena was now just wondering where her partner went. “Well, fuck. So much for that.” She then let out a high-pitched whine when her tail was crawled over by a familiar guest from two episodes ago. Dora the Arthropleura. The giant arthropod paid her enraged swearing no heed as it continued its way.

Still, again, there were those affected somewhat, but not in ways that would enslave themselves. The Bandaged Stranger was lying in wait in the trees, ignorant to the plumes of lust. Sloth was also hit with the stuff…but he was asleep, his erection only a passing thing.

Torque, as she wandered through the woods, felt her tits emerge from the slits on her nipples, as well as her slit down below begin to fill with liquid. “No…nononono…not now…not mating season…it’s too early…” She fell onto her arms, her vest starting to feel painfully tight. “Need some fucking air…” She tore off her vest, freeing her breasts.

Being far away from the source allowed her to clear her head a bit, but the horny was soon to prevail. The question was, would it mean the loss of her will, making her an easier target, or something else?

Bagan was also not affected, being the one he was, aside from mild discomfort. He was too busy watching as Jill was being assaulted by two Pachycephalosaurs, who kept ramming their heads against her tits. “I should get involved, but…I can’t help but avoid it out of good taste.”

Taffy was sticking close by him, more affected by the aphrodisiac. She had cast a spell around the group to keep most of it out, but she could already feel the effects. “Keep it together, Taffy. If you can just keep sexy thoughts of your head for one second…” She did her best to purge her lover, Racheal Saleigh, out of her mind. As well as the Playgirl/Playboy magazines she secretly had.

But then her eyes fell upon Bagan. The monster had been awfully quiet yet courteous the whole way through, constantly looking around for signs of danger. “Oh…oh, raspberries…” She said under her breath, her tits rising beneath her robes and her thick thighs clenching together to hide her arousal. “He’s kind of handsome…in a frightening sort of way…maybe if I could just-“

“Are you ill?” Bagan asked, tilting his head at her before she let out an embarrassed squeak. “You’re red all over. Perhaps you are sick?”

“NO! No! I’m very much fine! It’s just a bunny thing, I swear!” She hid her staff behind her back in embarrassment, looking away from him as her little tail wagged.

He just sighed. “If we are to survive, we must work together efficiently as a team. Though we are perhaps never to meet again if even one of us wins this, I implore you that we be honest with each-other about our intentions.” A bit nervous himself, being a social pariah in his own right, he offered his claw. “For example, when I take your paw, I shall not harm you. I know my appearance and history is vile and wretched, but-“

The rabbit-Prime instantly took his claw, blushing harder as she felt how smooth his scales were, as well as how tender his grip was. That’s when she came up with a way to defuse the whole situation. “Oh! How are Ed and Sakaki doing? They seemed to have wandered off.”

“By Zeus! You are right!” Bagan exclaimed before looking past the trees. “Then again…are we needed?”

What he meant was what Ed was doing with the schoolgirl now. She and the dullared were walking close together, having been in a long discussion. “You know what I do whenever I’m feeling scared all the way to the gizzard?” Ed asked, wanting to comfort his teammate.

“What do you do?” She asked, uncertain about this whole thing still. That’s when he took her hand, causing her to let out a surprised gasp.

Normally, Ed would melt under the presence of those he deemed pretty. And while he was starting to realize that his partner was a stunner that put Nazz to shame, he always remembered that he was a ‘Space Warrior’. One that looked out for his companions. This time, he came up with an idea from his old home.

Singing. Even as several enemy combatants were around. Specifically, Smiley Cindy and the Demogorgon. Teshin was just watching from the sidelines, more curious than anything. “When you stub your toe and it hurts you know, friends are there to help you!” Ed spun with Sakaki, taking her hands and avoiding a lunge from the beast.

Smiley Cindy tried to attack from behind, only for Sakaki to accidentally press her back into her face against a tree, Ed swinging his fingers around while the anthro whimpered. “When you trip on your face and your teeth are misplaced, friends are there to help you!”

Helping her up onto his shoulders, Ed leaped onto the head of the Demogorgon, dancing on it and driving the beast into the ground with each painful stomp. “When you're flyin' low and you're givin' a show, friends are there to help you!”

Finally, he wrapped his arms around both Sakaki, the Demogorgon, and Cindy, the latter two looking like they were seeing stars. He swayed left to right, Sakaki blushing slightly. “When you take off your shoes and your feet stink-PEE-YEW…friends are there to help you!”

Somewhere in the distance, Belladonna had crawled from the failed Assist, having heard that song. “What the hell was that?!” She growled. “And somebody push this lummox off already!”

As for Clem and Rico? They avoided all this madness by being transported to, of all places, the Mushroom Kingdom! World 1-1, to be specific. A place of lush greens, the occasional wandering Goomba or Koopa Troopa, and a generally nice atmosphere. Emerging out of the pipe first was Rico.

“Alright. Not my usual venue, but…I could use a change of pace.” He got out his pamphlet, looking up the name. “Let’s see here…Mushroom…Kingdom…wait, it’s run by a dictatorship too?! Who the Hell is Bowser?!”

Clem pushed him away as he emerged from the pipe and just ran into the distance, shooting his weapons all around and even causing the Piranha Plants to shrink back into their pipes. “CLEM!” He cried out, happy as a clam. Or Clem.

Yeah. Bad pun. Bad pun to end the day on.

Part 4: The First Night

Jeri began that night trying to make himself a fire, rubbing two sticks together, only for his efforts to keep failing. “Hmph. Reminder to file a complaint to my dead creators that I needed a lot more technical savvy around old survivalist tech. I swear. If only I wasn’t made by the rich and the ugly.”

Most of everybody else for that matter was about to hit the hay. Taffy was still under the effects of the aphrodisiac to a lesser extent, her dreams filled with fantasies of both Racheal and this strange hunk of a beast known as Bagan going to town on her. She didn’t even notice that the stump she was on was yet another Stump Tortoise, moving around and minding its own business.

Ed was climbing a tree, looking out to see where Bagan had run off to. “Fresh room in here!” He called out to Sakaki, only to not hear from her. “Hello? Helloooo?” He called out, before feeling a lingering sense of dread. “…oh, no.”

Sure enough, his fears were founded, as she had been snatched a while ago by the corrupted Nesha. The glowing pink tenno held her by the throat, having used his super-speed to snatch her in the blink of an eye. She struggled, even managing to kick him in the gut so hard that he got on his knees. Alas, in one quick motion, her neck was snapped, leaving her dead on the ground.

He just stood there, awaiting further orders. Sure enough, Hildryn came behind him, but she had also been given a wandering Spark, converting her cock into a transformable object. From cock to mega-blaster, basically. This time, it was going into his ass again, shoving it wide as she held his legs up, making him heat up and leaving him as once again a fine trophy for her.

Others that were taking a more relaxed approach to the night were that Bandaged Stranger, whom was meditating in his campsite, Dimitrescu, whom had hollowed a tree of all inhabitants like a coffin, Sloth (obviously), whom had been given a canteen of thick cum that he didn’t care for, Rico, whom was too busy thinking about his new fugitive status at home, Beta, whom was humming the first Overlord OP theme, and even the likes of Wario and Ridley. The former just fed upon healing garlic while the other hummed his theme as he perched high above.

But there was still action to be had, as any time of the day should. Teshin had felt the presence of Clem return, as well as the fall of the other tenno. “A true shame. There are forces beyond our control after all.” He sadly stated, before Clem emerged from the woods, being wrapped around by a giant black centipede.

This mutated arthropod was the Umbrella-made beast known as Centurion. A complete opposite to Dora in temperament and diet, it was trying to stab its many legs into the former mook, but to no avail. “Clem!” He cried out, while an inaccurate Dilophosaurus was lurking nearby, ready to pick at whatever remained.

Without even a second thought, Teshin unsheathed his blade and sliced the monstrous bug in half, causing Clem to go free and fire his weapons at both attackers, causing the saurian to panic and fire some of its poison out at random, while Centurion’s other half fled into the darkness, chittering in anger.

“Try to be more careful, next time.” Teshin instructed.

“Clem.” He replied, somewhat downcast.

Chandra, meanwhile, had been searching for Nissa all day. She refused to believe she had abandoned the team or far worse, so she kept blazing a trail through the woods. Alas, she had wandered into the path of Carnage that way. “Miss me! Miss me! Now you gotta kiss me!” He mocked as he avoided her fire attacks.

“Hold still, you freak!” She shouted, smashing the ground to deliver plumes of flame that evaporated his tentacles while he hopped around. Turning his hands into axes, he swung them to smack into her, sending her close to the beaches they were fighting nearby.

You remember how these beaches were once filled with Humanoids from the Deep. Well, a new horror had taken root. One awakened by all the noise. Once, they were human skeletons mutated by radiation. Don’t ask us how it works but rising from the waters were creatures that originated in the 50s’ hotspot known as Party Beach.

These strange undead fish monsters with hot dog-like protrusions from within their mouths, as well as goggle eyes and sharp claws, were emerging fast as Chandra attempted to snipe from the waters at the serial killer, Carnage laughing all the way. “You call that aiming?! YOUR LIFE IS ON THE LINE! And be careful! The fish are biting tonight!” He said as he unleashed a hail of arrows from his own back.

They pierced into her skin, the symbiote attached to the wounds already seeping into her bloodstream and freezing her in place. “Think that’ll work?!” She grunted, before raising her body temperature to such a degree that the infection was burnt away. However, she wasn’t prepared for the clawed fist emerging from her mid-section.

Hot blood pooled from her mouth before she was mobbed by the Party Beach mutations, ripped apart at the screams. Carnage could only laugh as he kicked back, watching yet another death take place. “Now, THIS is what people wanna see! Save some for me when you guys are done!” He called out.

Somewhere in the more frozen regions of this Arena, Cobra Commander was refueling his MAC II Monster with coffee, of all things. Based on the results, it was working as well as any other fuel source. “Sometimes, the simple solution always works. Nothing like a good cup of joe to resume a campaign of terror.”

“Assessment: Not today, villain!” Drobot emerged from the snowy skies, firing lasers upon where the terrorist was and causing him to scramble into the cockpit.

“You rabid reptile! You almost got me! But I’ve got YOU now!” He shouted as he aimed the maser cannons at the flying beast. However, before he could fire, something emerged from the ice beneath him, knocking both he and the mech he was in onto the side. “NOT AGAIN! Who or what did that?!”

To both he and Drobot’s surprise, it was a walrus the size of two semi-trucks. The monster bellowed as it nearly crushed Cobra, lumbering on the ice as it lifted its tusks up as a threat display against Drobot. “Must not harm. Protect all li-“

“LOOK OUT!” Spotlight cried out, having been hit with that Dilophosaurus’ poison earlier, causing her to sputter out and crash into her companion, sending the both flying away while the terrorist below steadied his mech back onto action, doing his best to trudge out of there. The walrus just waddled back into the water, free of any pests.

“They don’t praise me enough to take this abuse.” He muttered angrily.

Ban was taking it easy at that field of flowers, before realizing Yang was standing above him, hearts in her pupils. “Hey…handsome…” She spoke slowly, as if under a trance. She was still nude, tearstains down her face and her throat looking sore from taking so many cocks from Starlok.

He just turned away, giving a yawn. “Not interested. Go have fun somewhere else.” He muttered, even as she tried to press her boobs against his back. There was only one for him in his life, so he paid it no heed. Just giving himself a mental reminder to pummel the next person that tried to ruin his nap.

He was almost woken up by a large explosion that forced Yami back to his current location. That explosion also blew Jocasta and the Demogorgon away a considerable distance. The territory of Starlok was being kept under watch by Blaze, who was horny and angry as all Hell. Never a good combination.

Miia would have tried to continue the assault as Yami did, but something else was happening. Killer nutcrackers were descending upon the land (don’t ask), and one had gotten a hold of her tail. “YAAAAAAH! GETOFFGETOFFGETOFF!” She yelled. Even the lust addled Callie was forced to take a large tree-branch to the horrible things.

The Xenomorph Queen was smashing them left and right, while also trying to attack a group of unlucky dodos that wandered in. At least one had met its fate by her inner jaws.

Those same toys were befalling Quote and Cindy, though the insane girl was content with picking them apart like a psychotic kid with insect legs. “Momma! They’re chewing on my co-OW! NO TEETH!” He whimpered.

“Mommy’s a bit busy, dear!” Jill shouted as she was being assaulted by another force entirely. What happens when you give a horribly inaccurate Velociraptor (again, looking at you, Universal) and give it Spinosaurus features? A Spinoraptor. How about two of them? They were currently trying to bite into the vixen’s tits, trying to tear them apart.

Alas, those tits weren’t fake, and they were plenty strong, only getting moans out of her. One of the Spinoraptors got bored before focusing its sights on a slithering white tail. He lunged before being filled with lead in its skull. “Fuck right off!” Torque hissed, angrier than usual. She had one of her hands in her slit, still trying to get over her heat.

Throwing a grenade, she killed the other Spinoraptor and forced both horny foxes out of there. Letting out a frustrated roar, she grabbed a thick stick and shoved it into her pussy, but nothing was working. “Goddammit! Think about what Kelly taught you about your mating cycle on recruitment day…”

“If you don’t find a man handsome, at least find him handy.”

“GAH! Not that!” She threw down her gun before sighing and laying against a tree. “Forget it. This is my life for the next few days, isn’t it?”

But where were the rest of the combatants? Well, for Jace and Lilliana, the aphrodisiac was starting to affect the both. “Come now, Jace. For old time’s sake…” She began to reveal her breasts.

Alas, he was looking away easily. “You know I have a girlfriend now, yes?”

She let out a huff. “That pile of scales and violence? Don’t get me wrong. I like her style, but-“

“That is final.” He stated. “Besides, don’t you sense the evil magic behind it?”

It only took Lilian a few seconds to realize what was going on, realizing that this could have been so much worse than what Nicol Bolas (yes, him) could have done. “Fair point. Killjoy.”

Oh, and that sudden beam that went through the ground and nearly fried Torque would give you a good indication of where everybody else was. For there wasn’t just a Spitbug hive that dwelled within the bowels of this place. There was also a Slerm breeding ground underground.

What were the Slerm? Another race of Merrath that came in three slug-like brands. The overgrown Slug-taurs that bred all in their path, the humanoid mindless drones, and the even more mindless egg-carrying abominations. And they were all in the mood to make some transported fools among their ranks.

But the problem with that is that they got Bagan involved. The kaiju was utterly annihilating the place around him, the other combatants making for the hills. “Seriously! Who taught you to have FUN once in a while?!” Starlok couldn’t believe all these creatures were resisting her charms, especially the kaiju.

“Perhaps not all of us are as gullible!” Belladonna kicked her to the side, Miranda beside her as the latter of which had stacks of forgotten treasure in her hands. The Slerm Soldiers were coming at them like zombies, but not even the stench that usually allured mortals was working.

Sekai was among the ranks, punching the Queen in the face. “I ain’t gonna be a part of whatever transformation kink this is! I’m getting the heck-“ She was interrupted when Bagan let out a storm of diamond-shaped projectiles that tore through all they went through. “Didn’t I see him on the cutting room floor once?”

Holo was also among the ranks, but she had transformed into her true form, wreaking havoc alongside the Destiny of Destruction. “I shall not be kept her under this debauchery! I will clear the way!”

“As shall I!” Bagan roared, the whole place shaking as moonlight poured in, the hive being demolished by their combined efforts.

M’Ress was waiting at the end of it, Belladonna and Miranda panting heavily before looking up. The hole they crawled out of was filled with billowing smoke and burnt Slerm corpses. “Want some?” She offered a leg of Dodo, to which the demon just took and shoved into her mouth, collapsing in a heap.

“I’ll take two.” Miranda stated.

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Part 5: The Second Day

Fresh off murdering an innocent being, Nezha rushed up to the waking Ban and attempted to kiss him…which was hard to do without lips. Not only that, but the magic of Slaanesh had no effect on the man with a love stronger than most. “Sorry, but I don’t swing that way.” He dismissed…before backhanding him all the way into the distance.

Belladonna happened to be nearby when she saw the tenno ram through the tree, grabbing her attention. “Hmph Pitiful fools. The best loves are those that are actually built strongly.”

“Something tells me you would know.” M’Ress said as Hildryn quickly retrieved her boytoy, ignoring the others.

“I would.” Miranda said proudly. “My husband can be a handful sometimes, but he didn’t just marry me because of all of this.” She cupped her own breasts before swaying her hips. “Or this.” She got out a sack of money from under her robes…that were suddenly snatched by Ridley. “HEY!”

“I’m a Space Pirate! What did you expect?!” Ridley roared before firing his fireballs against the ground, scattering the felines before he flew off, intending on causing everybody more misery along the way.

Dora the Arthropleura was continuing her way across the battlefield, her long scuttling legs getting her through thick and thin. She had feasted on a bunch of plants earlier, so she was full and content. Miia slithered by her, but she gave the arthropod plenty of space. “So, it’s not just me?” She said, before taking off on her new pair of wings.

The prehistoric crawlie then passed by Jocasta, who was fishing with her spear. Her tail was nearly run over by the large arthropod, but she ignored it, as if it didn’t bother her, the feline wouldn’t do the same.

At least, Dora’s journey took her to a familiar face from behind. “Why does this game want to make so many suffer?” Ed stared at the ground, downcast. “Can the Space Warrior truly keep people safe? Is he doomed to watch everybody, including himself, die over and over again?” He slumped against a tree, before realizing whom was with him. “Hi, Dora!” His mood eased up after that.

“Who’s Dora-EEP!” Taffy entered the scene, gasping at the large millipede, especially as it rose up, chittering her mandibles in agitation before realizing she was carrying lettuce in her hands. Quickly, she began to devour Taffy’s bounty, her body frozen as the arthropod feasted. “Oh…I guess you like greens too?”

Ed still sighed and sat upon the chitin, the beast ready to continue her path for food. Taffy noticed how blue he seemed, and, in sympathy, she reached a hand for him…before his nose began to tingle again. “Oh, no!” She cried out, trying to whip out her staff in time.

“AHCHOOO!” His nose expanded, scaring Dora away as he had yet another allergic reaction. One that attracted the attention of Bagan himself, though he was quite far from his allies thanks to that cave. Instead, he was surrounded by those dancing crabs from Episode 2.

“This is…most unfortunate. For what reason do you all dance?” He asked, even as the crabs began to dance upon his tail.

“I believe this is how they encourage a ceasefire. Of which I find it hard to disagree with.” Jeri pointed out, walking through the hordes. “Besides, it’s a rather catchy tune.”

“You…come…for the Master…” Blaze wandered in, her pussy dampened and her tail twitching, while the Xenomorph Queen quizzically tilted her head at the synthetic drone.

“Oh…shit.” Jeri stepped back before activating his pheromones. The gas was meant to trick others of his ilk not to attack him, further his deceptive look, but the Queen didn’t look like she was buying it. Not at all. She was looking rather angry now, causing the crabs to scatter.

“You should probably run. I try not to meddle in other affairs.” Bagan said as he drank from a nearby river, his tail moving to knock the alien’s legs under her feet, causing her to nearly crush Blaze. “There is your headstart.”

“Thank you, good sir! At least there’s SOME sane people here! Even if they’re horrifying vaguely tokusatsu monsters!” Jeri exclaimed before fleeing.

Around these crabs was also Liliana, whom had sticks jammed into her ears to keep that music out. “If they don’t change their melody, I’m going to be resurrecting seagulls to peck apart at these things. Right, Jace? Jace?”

The man had been stung by a passing wasp, but it had caused his throat to seal around itself for some reason. He used his telepathy for the rest. “It’s fine. It’s just that losing our healer may have been a non-optimal thing. We might want to find a curative for my sudden condition…and why I’m feeling odd urges within myself.”

“And this game was already starting to get too easy.” The necromancer said sarcastically as she did her best to drown out that repetitive song.

Sekai, however, was enjoying the setting, devouring many a crab. “Maybe I should get back into seafood. This stuff’s the shit!” She said before chomping down on another unfortunate crab…before they all grabbed her legs and tossed her into the sea. Food that bites back, amirite?

While Ban was doing his thing of doing nothing at all, Holo and Yami were wandering about. “You’ve been awfully quiet these past few days.” The wolf goddess said, looking upon the bioweapon’s fierce concentration.

“I’m in the middle of disposing of an annoyance.” She said plainly, eyeing the trees, her hair turning into sawblades and flamethrowers. For during the night, she had been kept up by a crafty monster, indeed. A Kecha Wacha, to be precise.

Specifically, the lemur-like beast had flung balls of mucus at her hair, ruining most of it, but she was still the Golden Darkness itself. If that freakish long-nosed beast had the temerity to show itself…

Still, if she DID find that beast, her actions would have attracted Cobra Commander, who was bathing himself in the waters below, finding it to be rather relaxing (and better than the frigid north of last night), while his Mech did not get much of an event itself (tribal clothing does not suit it). Yes, he kept the helmet on. It’d be a crime not to!

Dimitrescu was wandering the woods, ready to tear into anybody that dared cross her path. “First fool I see, I will-“

“Hey! You! Yeah, you! You look plenty fancy! Maybe loaded with gold back where you are! How about we team up or something?” She looked around, wondering who said that. She got her answer when she looked down, finding Wario.

“Oh, isn’t that adorable?” She mockingly said before the claws came out, making the greedy one shudder. “How about this? I need a better view of these woods. Perhaps you can help?”

“Um…sure? What’s the fee?” He asked quickly before being grabbed around the head.

“The possibility of you surviving this.” With that, she flung him through the trees. The evil aristocrat didn’t expect the little guy to be so solid that he could smash through the entire treeline, but that just happened, with the fate of her impromptu projectile being a mystery. Probably alive. He’s been through worse.

Starlok was taking it easy in one of the random pools of water. Her very existence was so corruptive that it caused the always-returning Phantom from 10,000 Leagues to avoid her like the plague. As she did the backstrokes, she watched as Yang masturbated hard next to her.

The poor Huntress just couldn’t stop thinking of barbed cocks taking her from all angles, her tits spurting more milk than usual while her hair began to take on purple highlights. “Such a sweet pet I’ve gained…I wonder if my influence has spread~”

Turns out, it did, but it was diminishing. Carnage was outright disgusted by it, his head filled with all the times he picked up a dirty magazine. “BLECH! Seriously?! I’d rather see the Hulk and his giant watermelon balls than this!”

The other was the Demogorgon, but we’ll skip that thing in favor of Beta. The lupine woman was getting very disgusting thoughts of her Lord Ainz, imagining him taking on a werewolf form to plunder her depths. “Damn this heat…I do wonder…if Albedo would share, su~” She murred, her paws moving to stroke her wet slit.

While she did that, Torque was once again battling the feeling of that insidious heat, her clothes now officially gone as she tried to use a thick stick as a dildo. “FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCK!” She cursed, nearly giving away her position. “There’s no getting around it, isn’t there? I gotta find a suitable mate or this’ll never go away.”

As she slithered through the woods, she punched a random tree hard enough to leave an indent. “Your heat no longer applies, Whisper said. You’ll be fine, Whisper said. I’m gonna castrate that asshat when I get back.”

Jill, meanwhile, felt a strange feeling on her neck after getting scratched by a Mermaid’s Scale, which had given her gills. “Ooooh…more room for watersports, perhaps?” She wondered.

“May I give it to you from here, momma?” Quote asked, having found high enough ground to raise his cock as a shadow over all before it.

She licked her chops, clutching her massive tits together. “By all means~”

We’ll wisely move away from that and get to how Spotlight and Drobot were doing. The inventor was out of his mechanical parts for once and taking a shower under a waterfall. A policy he always promised to do only once a year due to his hatred of ever getting out of his comfort zone.

Heedless to say, Teshin almost spotted him as he meditated under there, almost resulting in him losing his head. But Drobot had no time to get caught or clean behind his ears. Because Spotlight suddenly came racing past the waterfall, explosives attached to her wings that were going off at multiple times. “ERROR! ERROR! MUST FIX MISCALCULATION!”

“Works every time.” Rico said from a distance, moving on to attack his next target with his near-unstoppable weaponry.

More mundane things happened on that day, too. Clem found a nice warm cave where he could reload his weapons, awaiting the next unlucky sap to try and come wide with him. There was also Smiley Cindy taking to the waters and coming out with a shark-tail after getting a Megalodon tooth to the cheek. All the more reason to avoid the waters of this realm.

The Bandaged Stranger was also looming over a cliff, overseeing all with a strange sense of relief. Holding his arms out, he embraced the cool air, the warm sun, and everything else. It had felt like centuries since he had felt this way and he was going to savor it. That is, after showing these fools why he was so feared from where he came from.

Finally, there was Callie, still under the lustful effects of Starlok. “Need…more cock…” She crawled through the forest, on all fours and dripping milk from her tits. However, as she moved through the underbrush, SLAM!

A massive bed had crushed her, but non-fatally. Just enough to knock her out of commission. Turns out, Sloth was met by Basky early and all he wished for was some sleep. “As you wish~” Baskerra would say before summoning that bed, just giving the poor lug a near-concussion.

“Too much work…getting…mad.” He sadly noted.

Part 6: The Second Night

On this night, some tensions mostly involving the aphrodisiac would boil over. The question was when and how. For now, we’ll (as usual) get the mundane stuff out of the way first. Or, at least, what passes for mundane around here.

When Callie woke up from being slammed, she had not only found the bed gone, but also a glowing red stone. Yet another Infinity stone, and it was starting to restore her mind from just being near it. “Nnngh…wait a minute.” She blinked as she took it, the Mind Stone restoring all that she was. “What was I doing?! Did…did I just lick a cock?!”

Her rant was cut off by a nearby explosion, Cobra Commander once again on the rise. His mech had blown away several of those time-displaced morlocks from last episode, the creatures standing no chance against him or the intercepting Belladonna. All she came there for was to get some dinner for her team.

“FOOOLS! You savages think you can-HEY!” The leg of his mech was suddenly grasped and torn into by the Demogorgon, the beast ripping at the metal like a mad dog before being kicked away. “You’re next in line to die, freak!” With that, he powered his weapons, the creature roaring at him…

…and this went on for several minutes. “Why is everything slowing down!? Why isn’t anything moving?! WHAT’S GOING ON?!” Cobra yelled, as both mech and monster didn’t budge. Yep. Obnoxious slow-down. It wasn’t just for overdone movies anymore.

Belladonna carried bits and pieces of torn morlock, before M’ress suddenly appeared before her and grabbed the pieces. “There’s plenty for everybody, you know.” The demon hissed.

“It’s not that! It’s because of THEM!” She yowled as something bit her tail. It was what attacked the cat trio around this time. Mainly, a school of literal flying piranha all the way from the 70s. An offshoot of the infamous Project Razorteeth, these horrible fiends flew through the skies, trying to get their jaws around the girls.

Thankfully, the morlock meat was tainted for the fish, causing them all to fall to the ground and flop helplessly. “Well, that happened.” Miranda appeared, carrying a dead Jace Beleran over her shoulders.

As M’ress panted and clawed at a random fallen fish, Belladonna tilted her head at her other companion. “And how did you get him?”

“Easy. I found him being overloaded by too much knowledge. Brain must have exploded within. I’m no cannibal, but one can’t ignore their instinct for too long.” The merchant kitty beamed, her sharp teeth shining.

Ed had also wandered astray from his own team during last afternoon, causing him to stumble into the frozen north regions of the Arena. Quote had also lost his way in that place, his cock growing icicles from it. “Fuck…need…warmth…” He began to stroke his exposed cock, but even that was failing. “This usually works.”

As Ed trudged along, he stopped, shivering like crazy even with his jacket on. He looked to the sky, seeing the faces of his friends almost reflected in the blizzard. “Eddy…Double D…” He called out weakly, the stress of this whole Arena getting to him.

But before he could go onto another speech, something had leaped from the blizzard and sunk its teeth into his neck, ending his life once more. This was yet another future predator that Baskerra had picked up. The wolverine-like Snowstalker. It usually attacked in short bursts, but Ed had gone down quickly, allowing it to drag his bleeding body out through the snow for its cubs.

There was also a psychotic Hammer Bro that was going around, having escaped from the Mushroom Kingdom thanks to Clem and Rico’s exploits. The guy was screaming his head off, throwing hammers everywhere, before being kicked away by another combatant. That mysterious Bandaged Stranger, that is. He was already getting annoyed with his whole thing.

Carnage was bored as heck, having gotten a whiff of that aphrodisiac too much that made his symbiote keep making phallic symbols. “You know, this is killing my buzz. ALL OF IT.”

Sekai and even Hildryn felt the same way, though the hyena was more asleep and thinking on her chances of survival inwardly (not good, honestly), while the tenno was stroking herself off to sleep, dreaming of fucking more and more holes Nezha had.

Smiley Cindy, however, had a bit more misfortune on her plate. She had been beaten within an inch of her life by Jocasta, despite having ambushed her earlier. “By Gaia, you creatures can be persistent.” She kept her spear against her shoulder, no matter how much the insane being tried to struggle. It all ended as the spear had enough force to make the entire tree topple down.

Now, we get to how the aphrodisiac spread. Boy howdy, did it spread. Of course, it had no effect on sleeping people like Ridley or Clem, but it did keep Rico up all night, hot and bothered as he tried to sate his boner.

Beta was also trying to keep the arousal to herself and failing, her panting labored as she imagined all the maid NPCs going down on here, especially Omega. The way she would probably rail her ass just for relief…it was intoxicating. She felt her tail wag quickly, wanting that reality to come to pass soon.

Even the synthetic known as Jeri was feeling it. However, his path would take him to a very interesting one, as there was a certain Viper whose heat had become unbearable. That same person was sneaking behind the Xenomorph synthetic, taking note of one particular detail.

“Huh…never knew I had one of these.” Jeri said to himself, sitting down and looking upon his large ebony cock. It was horse-shaped and just as large, though a bit odd on such a gaunt yet fit frame like his own. “But this species doesn’t even HAVE genitalia! Then again, those were some large knockers on that Queen. Is…is the whole universe going mad?”

“You’ll do…” A rough hissing tone interrupted him.

“…excuse me?”

“YOU’LL DO!” Before he knew it, a mass of white coils wrapped around his body, keeping him from using his claws, spear-tail, or his pulse rifle. Screeching in terror, Jeri looked around, only to come face to face with a blushing Torque. “You again.” She huffed, steam coming from her hissing maw.

“Oh…good to see you again as well. I think. You’re not planning on killing me, are you? Because I think you have other motives for-“ He was interrupted when he felt a squeeze on his sudden cock, causing him to throw back his head and screech. “HARDER!” He shouted without processing.

“What?” She blinked.

“What?” He replied. “Oh, my apologies. Apparently, my creator saw it fit to give me pleasure receptors here as well. Frankly, I shudder to imagine the ACTUAL intended use.” He said before feeling the scales clench on his cock some more. “I must agree…this may be an odd situation, but it’s not the worst. I’m Jeri, by the way.” He motioned like he was tipping his hat.

That just caused Torque to look away, huffing. “Fuck, he’s cute, too…in a weird way.” She said to herself, before her nipples fully poked out and her slit dripped around the balls where it was coiled. “Whatever! You’re gonna satisfy me or get squeezed in half. Deal?!”

“Certainly!” He agreed. “I not only value my life, but also experiencing new things. For what greater joy is there but to-“ He was suddenly pinned by her arms, her slit positioned against his cock-head. “Want to take charge? Very well. I won’t stop you. I must warn you, though. I’m currently at max power, so I might not stop.”

“…good.” She looked away again. “Wait, you’re serious?”

“Deadly serious. I hope you have enough stamina.” He shot out thick white gunk from his cock, covering her pussy in a tingling sensation that she wouldn’t get form any other male of her species. “Oh, and what’s your name, my serpentine companion? I gave mine, did I not?”

“It’s Torque. Alright? Don’t get cute with me. I just need to use you for just a seeeeeeeecCAH!” She cried out, eyes widening and her fangs extending in shock, all because she accidentally pressed her slit more against that cock, feeling the fluids shoot a bit more into her, making her spine jolt and her tits stand on end. “Fuck…oh, fuck, this…this beats out any toy.”

“Well, technically, I’m a Synthetic, so that basically makes me a walking Real Doll that actually works.” He pointed out, his heat-sink starting to fail him.

Torque responded by just pushing the rest of her slit around that cock, sweating as she tightened her coils. His claws got free enough to rub into those scales, obviously aroused by this development. Between the fact that this cock was filling her out no matter how much she enveloped, as well as his obvious fetish for being squeezed…

She pushed her tits against his mouth, to which the sharp teeth nibbled. Her own claws moved to rub into those back-pipes, feeling the cool rubbery black skin as she humped herself on there. Sure, Torque was a virgin, but there was no pain in having this cock in her. All thanks to that synthetic cum that her body was responding very well to.

Her body humped further into that cock, her scales rubbing into the skin while her boobs were messed with. Jeri’s inner-jaw even moved to grasp both tits, squeezing them tight and making her forked tongue go out. “Keep that up, slut…take my pussy or I’ll…I’ll…nnnnmmmph!” She bit her lip, her blush worsening. “It’s not supposed to feel this gooooood~”

“But it does!” He huffed, feeling his release coming on. “Scale of 1 to 10, how would you rate your-“

Torque interrupted him by slamming her hips into that cock again, her orgasm slathering that cock in her fluids. They drenched it all, with him firing off as well into her womb. It nearly caused her mind to blank out, the cum splattering against it with audible wet noises. But he wouldn’t stop humping even after that. “Round 2, as they say.” Jeri didn’t even sound tired!

She just gripped his shoulders some more, her strength desperately holding on. “Bring it!” She puffed, her forked tongue slathering his smooth eyeless face.

Elsewhere, Blaze the still-controlled cat had moved to where Leliana was trying to seek out Jace, unaware of his fate. “Where did that fool run off to? He was just right-GUH!” All the air was knocked out of her by a fireball.

“Spread…Slaaaaaaaanesh…” The feline moaned before jumping onto the sorceress, kissing her deeply with her rough tongue and moving it around so much that it was impossible to stop. Her pink flames engulfed the necromancer’s clothes, rendering her fully nude.

‘What…what is happening…NO! I broke all deals with demons! So…why can’t…why can’t I get her off?!’ Leliana thought desperately, continuing to be kissed in such a way while Blaze’s tail moved to ram into that pussy, burning it up with lustful fire that was starting to render her weak in the knees.

Yang watched this display from afar, her Mistress a bit busy. “Get her, kitten…spread Slaanesh’s good word…” She moaned, her tits engorged and leaking purple fluids. Fluids that would soon grow into a monstrous mass of pink/purple tentacles with gaping feminine lips protruding from the sides.

The lump would move through the woods, tearing all in its path. It even managed to reach Dimitrescu, wrapping around her clothes and tearing them off, exposing her curvaceous body and leaving those boobs to be set upon. “WHAT THE?! YOU LETCH!” She screamed before unleashing her claws.

In desperation to suck the lust out of others, the tentacles reached around. They grabbed around Nezha, who’s asshole was gaping enough for the huge things to move into, swirling around and leaving his femmy body even more defiled. The other was Teshin, but some sword slashes ended that.

Alas, the beast’s life would end because it chose Sloth to try and molest. No such luck. There weren’t even any real holes to engage in. Thus, it was left to be ripped to shreds by Dimitrescu, the vile one kicking away the remains in disgust. “Hate! All I know is hate for this world!”

The Xenomorph Queen had more luck in finding more to follow the word of Slaanesh. Her body had become bustier and was leaking vile purple milk. It came in handy after she had grabbed Miia from the air and pushed her face against one of her tits. “NNMMMPH! NNNNNMPH….nnnnmph…”

The lamia struggled within that forced tit-sucking, but the milk was causing her already lustful biology to skyrocket, her own tits starting to grow as the Queen used her tail to ram into her slit, fucking it without harming it too much. And that wasn’t the only thing the monster was doing.

“Oh, fuuuuck…this Slaanesh person…I feel like I can be myself!” Jill cried out, rubbing her own gargantuan tits against the other pair, her eyes glowing brightly with the essence of the evil god. She cupped her own tits to also mash into Miia’s back/wings, furthering the spread of the corruption.

It got to the point where Miia’s slurping was becoming more voluntary, and her coils moved to wrap about both monster-tits. The two ladies cried out, cumming hard onto the ground while their tits literally fucked each-other, with one tit fucking Miia’s mouth, the Queen’s other tit fucking Jill’s free tit, and Jill’s other tit fucking Miia’s pussy as well.

Even in more subtle ways, there was still debauchery. Taffy had spent all day looking for Ed and Sakaki, only to find nothing. Worse yet, her arousal from Starlok’s mechanizations was still affecting her, making her glad her robes had nothing underneath. “Get it together…if you want to return home, you need to focus. Just…clear your mind…clear your…EEP!”

She cried out almost when she noticed the tired Bagan, who had staggered into camp, was in front of her, his tail swaying and the gas also affecting him. Sure, he wasn’t openly lustful as he slept, but as he laid on his back, his cock was hanging out, having emerged from his sheath. Actually, he had TWO of them. Two ridged black draconic cocks that just twitched in the air.

The rabbit prime felt her heart hammer ever faster in her chest, her hands already moving to undo her robes to get some air. “Oh…my…raspberries…” She slowly said before trying to look away. “No! This is wrong! He’s asleep…and…” She noticed he was tossing a bit, apparently having a nightmare.

“Nnngh…father…no…don’t leave me…don’t leave me alone…” He muttered, some tears in his eyes forming.

That caused her heart to sink further. Taffy was nude at this point, but she couldn’t stop her hand from moving to his hip, those cocks still twitching in the air. “You…you need healing of another kind.” She rationalized, the aphrodisiac getting to her more. The inner self she had, Ria, was screaming at her to just DO IT, like she did with Racheal before they got together.

With great uncertainty, she moved one paw to that lower cock, lifting it to her bosom. Taffy bit her lip as she pressed her tits together with her elbows to warm the thing, making Bagan stir and spurt a bit into her fur. The more the lower cock stayed like that, the more she began to feel more at ease.

“Is that…better? Then I’d better get to the other one.” She said to herself before grasping the upper cock to face her mouth. “So embarrassing…I hope nobody is watching.” She sniffed up the cock, her mouth panting hotly as the musk filled her nose. “But I can’t stop now…I can’t…stop…forgive me…”

With that, she pressed her tongue against the underside of that cock, dragging her tongue from the ridges to the tip, swirling it around and tasting that godly pre-cum. The rabbit prime felt her loins dampen, her little tail flicking around while she just wrapped her plush lips around the cock-tip.

Bagan was no longer in the throes of a nightmare. He seemed to calm down, especially as Taffy hummed a slight melody to herself while closing her eyes and slurping more around the large cock. Her secret fetish for humongous insertions was coming into effect, especially when she moved her head forward to take in more cock.

It was a great task, as it already bulged her throat out by just going halfway. She strained herself, huffing around that thing while tasting the musk and pumping nature. The lower cock was pointed down through her tits, spurting again the space between the lepus’ thighs. Her pussy felt this close to orgasming because of that alone.

To her surprise, Bagan’s claw moved to rub between her ears and through her long pink hair, making her eyes widen as her sensitive areas there were touched. “Hmmmmph…” She moaned, her pupils wavering while he let out several throaty groans, steam coming from his maw. She just continued to slurp and even buck her head down, but her hips kept shaking from the desire for release.

At least, after a few minutes of this, she felt a rush of cum hit her throat, forcing her to gulp it down. It was…delicious! Even better than Racheal’s pussy! She cried out while he gave a smaller version of his roar, while her pussy spasmed against the other onslaught of cum hitting her legs.

Quickly, Taffy removed her mouth from there and, after taking a large facial, flipped to her belly, letting her ass and pussy face both cocks, letting them drench both holes and her back in a huge amount of pent-up cum. Centuries without getting laid will do that to you. “Why…why does this feel so good…?” She smiled dumbly, the cum getting to her.

Scooping it up in great amounts, she stained her own fur, the rabbit prime cupping it in both hand before gulping it down. “Ulp…ulp…mooooore~” She breathed, her eyes shimmering before jamming her fingers into her cum-soaked pussy, mixing his own with hers. “MNNNNPH! Such a bad bunny…but I don’t care~”

Taffy, with a big smile on her face, flopped onto his chest, snuggling her face into his neck as she felt the cum surge within her, making her feel so confident and free. Even better, his claw moved up to grasp around her lovely ass, hugging her closer to the beast. Hopefully, this wouldn’t make the morning TOO awkward…

Starlok would have engaged in all of that debauchery, but she was a little busy at the moment. Mainly, there was something odd going on. Robot duplicates of the combatants were showing up at random and two of them were of her and (ironically) Drobot. The two soulless automatons had no real faces, just circuitry while the rest of them looked like stiff versions of the originals.

“Pathetic.” She declared, forgoing using her magic to just tear into her clone. Despite the clone’s increased strength, the machine was nothing before the daemon’s claws, while Drobot engaged in his doppelganger in the sky.

“Critical error! I know all your weaknesses…like to sharp pointed rock things!” He roared as he fired his lasers into a nearby rock-face, the fragments lodging into the robot clone’s skull. They did all of this while Spotlight tried to get some rest after the events of yesterday.

“How does that song go? ‘I am the Lightbringeeeeeer…no, too intense.” She said to herself, using her rings to try and teleport the fighters somewhere else, only succeeding in causing the robot clone of Drobot’s parts to fly into her face from another halo portal.

Holo wasn’t a part of any of this madness. By that time, Ban had gone back to sleep after getting knocked out by FLYING GORILLA. Yes, not even HE could handle that god-like being’s power. Yami nearly stirred from her sleep, dreaming of the many sickos on the internet lewding her all at once. Even the Soul Stone was having trouble warding that off.

She would have comforted the bioweapon in her sleep before seeking Miia…until a pair of sharp chompers wrapped around her head, biting her head clean off before her body was thrown to the side. “WAH! Got one!” Wario boasted, before realizing there was blood on his teeth. “Oh…gonna need an M-rating on this one.”

As quickly as he came and before Yami woke up, he whipped out his Wario-Bike and sped off into the distance, victory and gold on his mind.

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Part 8: The Third Day

The morning soon came, and there would have been a fight between the mentally restored Callie and a maniacal Smiley Cindy, but the heat was so bad in their area (kind of like Dallas, Texas as of this writing) that they just flopped onto the floor, sweaty and gross.

Oh, and it also began with Taffy being the first to truly wake up in her campsite…and have her eyes widen comically, pulling her discarded robes to cover herself. “I…we…we just…” It all came back to her. What had happened last night. And Bagan was starting to wake up.

“What…what is that smell? It smells of…raspberries?” He muttered.

“AHHHHHHHH! WHAT HAVE I DOOOOOONE?!” She cried out, covering herself even faster and hiding behind a tree, only to see the Bandaged Stranger move through the trees. What if he saw?! What if he told his friends?! WHAT WOULD THE CHILDREN LOOK LIKE BETWEEN HER AND HER PARTNER?!

“Taffy! Is all well?” The kaiju moved up quickly before realizing their camp had been ransacked. Traces of the Xenomorph Queen’s tit-milk, the two corrupted tenno, and even Belladonna’s claw-marks on his face were left. “Clearly not, it would seem.” He moved his head to where Taffy was hiding, to which she hid her face in her robes again.

“It’s just…I lost control. I slept with you…are we dating?! This is all new to me! And I’m technically already in a relationship! A slightly open one, but-“ Her shoulders were grabbed by the kaiju, gently, but firmly.

“Easy, my companion.” He was also looking slightly flustered, but he kept his cool. “I understand this is…upsetting. I am also unfamiliar with this, if it helps. Maybe more so. I am unlovable. I am a true demon that cannot be loved at all. And yet…you were able to assist me in your strange ways all the same.”

Taffy looked away, her tail still flicking in nervousness. “That’s…that’s not untrue, but it was still wrong of me to…do those things while you slept.” Her ears flopped down, ashamed.

He gave a comforting growl, using a claw to keep her chin up. “I am not familiar with your norms. I will not hold you in contempt for doing something that clearly had a positive effect on my body. My destiny of destruction is more important than whatever embarrassment I could suffer. I am confident when I say I am not embarrassed by you at all, healer.”

She gave a small smile at that, putting her robes on while still slightly flustered. “Thanks for understanding. Just…let’s try not to let that happen again. You’re a real gentleman, aren’t you?”

“I am Destruction Incarnate, but I am not cruel.” He said. “Let us continue.” He held her hand, making her blush a bit more. This, all with a stranger. She didn’t know what to think. But she could tell something about him. He was honest. Every bit about him. She wasn’t sure if he could lie if he wanted to.

That already might have laid the seeds for a slight crush…

Speaking of impromptu embarrassed couples, Torque could barely feel her body as the morning sun came. She was whacking her own head with a tree-branch, looking not just spent, but embarrassed. “Why…won’t…I just…die…” She moaned. “Just…somebody end me already.”

“Excuse me, my new serpentine companion! I scraped my skin against a strange tooth and I think my teeth have become sharper!” Jeri wandered from the woods, also carrying several dead squirrels on his tail. “I even brought breakfast as a celebration of our…rather oddly made alliance!”

She tried to rise up to flare her hood in anger, but she couldn’t even manage that. Only a flipped bird to his confused face. “Fuck off. Just…fuck right off.”

“What did I do exactly? If I remember, YOU were the one that started it.” He pointed out, resting against a tree. “Unless that symbol’s a sign of peace from your home world? There’s a lot of information to take in as it is.”

Torque wanted to argue, but it was no use. This was her ship and she had to sink with it. Plus, having an extra set of eyes (and an extra gun) wasn’t a bad thing. Even if he seemed to lack actual eyes. “Fine. You win. It’s my L for sleeping with the first offworlder I saw. If it helps, that’s probably gonna be the best lay in my life for a while.”

“You’re welcome.” He bowed. “Oh, and I’m not an ‘offworlder’. I’m a machine. Specifically, a synthetic. Please, call me Jeri.”

“Motherfuck…I slept with a robot, too…” She groaned before managing to slither to a wobbly position. “So, what can you do…Jeri? Aside from act like a total dork?”

“Well, I’m fluent in millions of different languages, capable of utilizing several different firearms, able to infiltrate Xenomorph hives with great ease, and I’m also no longer bound by the three laws of robotics! So, I can kill anybody I pleased if I wanted it. I’m basically only a machine under the skin.” He assured.

She had to admit. Torque was used to cyborgs and such being emotionless bores that honestly freaked her out. This one, she just wondered if he was making it up that he was robotic. Either way, she grabbed her rifle, loading it. “Stick close and try not to get scrapped. Just know we’re gonna have to kill each-other eventually.”

“Oh, I know, but live and learn, I guess?” Jeri supposed, shrugging his shoulders. “By the way, I can find you some clothes if you-“

“I’m fine. Besides, this is our natural state back at my planet.” Torque blushed slightly, glad her naughty bits were internal until otherwise. “And stop staring at my backside, perv!”

“Like you’re staring at my crotch?”

“UGH! Whatever!” She threw up her hands, before sharp legs poked into her tail, causing her to tense up. Dora the Arthropleura had passed on by, ignorant to the whole situation. “I…hate…this place…” She winced, tears forming in her eyes as she held her ruined tail.

Starlok was currently just lounging around, realizing the aphrodisiac had only puttered out a little bit, not really spreading all that much. Except for the fact that her pussy was being attended to by Yang, whom was trapped between her legs. “Let’s see…why haven’t I heard from Slaanesh in so long? It’s rather upsetting.”

“Glllmmph…nnnmmph…” Yang slurped, her tongue working hard as she clutched those thighs.

“Is that all? I wonder if your lover back in your universe regularly comes home disappointed.” She taunted, while the corrupted tenno continued their debauchery, the Nezha barely able to move as Hildryn ravaged his ass so many times that the hole was eternally gaping.

Blaze would have joined in, but she was a little too busy with not just the Demogorgon trying to find ways around her fireballs, but also those same Pachycephalosaurs trying to fight again in the middle of it all. Hard to concentrate, is all.

Jill and Miia would have also joined their slutty master, either Starlok or the Xenomorph Queen. However, the lamia was too busy slurping all the way through the afternoon against Jill’s tits, her claws squeezing tightly as her coils wrapped around her body. “What an affectionate little snake you are! My son’s going to love on you so much~”

“MOM! A LITTLE HELP?!” Speaking of which, Quote was fighting off yet another robot duplicate that was produced for this Arena. One of not just himself, but also Miia, Rico, and M’Ress. Of course, the one with the demolitions was already making a wreck out of those things.

Flying on a parachute was Rico, tossing grenades and rockets like nobody’s business. “Don’t ask where I get this stuff! You wouldn’t like the answer!” He said as Robo-Miia’s upper half came sailing past him.

M’Ress just used her phaser on her duplicate, while Belladonna and the others feasted on the spoils they stole from Bagan. “Is it me, or is this getting stranger to compensate for nothing much happening?” Miranda asked while flying atop the severed cumming cock of Robo-Quote. Yeah. It was propelled by its coolant/jizz.

“Just don’t question it and you’ll be fine.” Belladonna said, kicking back and letting this all happen. She didn’t even pay attention to Jill’s boobs smashing an obscure 70s beast that was only known as the fake-looking but large Volkswagenspinne. Try saying that three times fast.

In the chaos, Sekai was about to shiv Belladonna from behind, but Ridley emerged from the woods, breathing a stream of fireballs behind her and singing her back. “MOTHERFUCKER! Stupid pterodactyl thing!” She roared.

“Space Dragon, you idiot!” He swooped down to slam his tail where both demon and hyena were, driving them apart and starting a fight that probably wouldn’t continue, on account of what was to come.

While that was going on, Spotlight was having a bit too much fun using her halos to tease Beta from afar, always moving her from one place to the other, even while the lupine tried to leap away from each one. “I know this is wrong, but I just can’t stop! Right, Drobot? Drobot?”

The dragon was a bit too busy trying to stave off the aphrodisiac, his cock starting to poke against his metal sheath. “It is fine. Errors are negligible.”

Teshin was also a bit affected, but he just meditated, trying to clear his mind of the corruption. Clem, his other wayward teammate, was waving his guns around in front of an overlooking Ban and Yami, the two having gone off to search for their friend (and Yami holding her skirt close to herself, beet-red on account of earning a cock by drinking enchanted water).

“I think he’s trying to tell us something. Can’t tell what, but I find it rather amusing.” Ban said, smiling a bit at Clem’s display. Yami said nothing, wishing that the Stone she found would just remove the ecchi-like thing attached above her slit.

Cobra Commander would have much more of a boon, his MACH II Monster resistant to the aphrodisiac. He trudged through the woods, before his radar picked up a source of great power, emanating with a bright purple color. “What’s this?” He hopped out of his mech to investigate, quickly finding the stone.

The Power Stone, if you all remember. Already, he could feel its might course through his veins, the thing surging and causing his body to glow. “The…the power! I can feel it feeding me! Invigorating me! Show me your light, whatever you are! Light the way for my domination of all I see!” He laughed, his faceplate shining the most.

Don’t relax just yet. There would still be death around these parts. Sloth was sleeping the day away, so he wasn’t really involved in much of anything. He didn’t even pay attention to how a gigantic Achatina snail had somehow managed to bring its slimy body against Lilian’s upper half, ending her team as she was slowly sucked into its slurping maw. Her legs kicked and flailed, her magic cut off by Sloth’s mere presence.

No deals with demons this time. She was well and truly doomed, her upper-body being slowly converted into slimy matter to become one with the gigantic prehistoric mollusk, her screams turning into moans as her mind turned to mush. “Too…much…work…could use snack…” Sloth muttered.

Jocasta was also about to get another boon. She was currently hiding behind a tree, Dimistrescu searching for her. “I can smell your blood, abomination. Don’t bother hiding!”

“Me? An abomination?” The MILF narrowed her eyes. “Says the overly large human…” She then noticed a lone Assist Trophy, the thing shimmering brighter than usual. “Here goes nothing!” She yelled out, leaping from the trees and setting it free.

Before Dimistrescu could attack, the light blinded her and, when she could finally see, a past evil from her world had materialized. None other than the Nemesis T-Type, armed with his rocket launcher already. “RAARGH!” He roared, grabbing her head and throwing her into the sky.

“How dare-GAAAAAAAGH!” She cried out when she was suddenly hit with a volley of rockets from the Assist, the explosions engulfing her so much that there was no room to mutate or regenerate. White ash fell to the floor as the Assist went away, Jocasta drawing a line in the ash.

“Gaia’s blessing is still with me…bizarre as it was.” She concluded.

But what Wario would find would change the course of this Arena forever. He was fresh off of having his first kill, but picking his nose and feeling his stomach growl more times than often. “So boooooring…maybe I should give those chumps the one-two and see how that goes?” He said before his butt sat upon something quite hot. “YAOOOOOW!”

Flying upwards in pain and clutching his butt, he looked down in anger…only to find a strange glowing crimson egg. This egg was as big as him and looking like somebody dunked it in cooling magma. “Hmmm…I should be mad…but imagine what a pretty penny I could get with this! Good thing I’m wearing gloves!” He picked it up, the greedy slob hoisting it over his head. “It’s mine! All mine! WAHAHAHAHAHA!”

The egg began to shake and rattle, something terrible within it brewing. But that wasn’t the worst of what was about to happen today. Carnage, as he slaughtered the Godmonster of Indian Flats without much fanfare, sighed in boredom…only to see a bright light rushing towards the entire Arena. “What the fu-“

SHOOM.

Part 9: Holy Terror (I’m So Sorry)

In front of Torque and Jeri, right as they were a few miles away from their original spot, there was a wide battlefield. Nothing but weapons lodged into the barren rocky ground, smoke moving and covering the sky, as well as Bibles scattered about. “Ohhhhkay, what now?” She tensed, clenching her rifle.

“Nothing good, I imagine.” Jeri stayed close, before tripping on a body. “What in the…oh, dear.” He had tripped on Blaze’s corpse, the poor feline having been stoned to death, based on her injuries. All that lust had ruined her fighting ability. The same thing for Callie, her head reduced to pulp. Even Teshin did not survive, his head covered with bloody stones.

Everybody else was scattered about the field, all confused and having been late to the whole thing. “Shit. What’s going on THIS time?” Ridley growled, already anticipating the usual.

“You’ve been in this dump before?” Wario asked.

“Who cares?! You’re all here and I’m in a murder-mood! Step right up, if you’re feeling lucky!” Carnage extended his arms to form various more weapons.

“Halt your actions!” Jocasta raised a spear. “Seriously, do you not sense that?”

“I sense something, yes, mortal.” Starlok’s expression, even as she kept a lust-addled Yang to her side, was hardening. “Something…sacrilegious. Like a few enemies of my God, but more…insane. Defiled.”

Bagan’s snout turned up, but then he felt odd, his claw clutching his head. “What’s wrong?” Taffy asked, gripping her staff.

“I suddenly feel…more useless and unable to do much but boast. Something is draining my powers!” He growled. “Something is cheating!”

“I am also feeling it…I LOVE SATANIC MONEY AD SETENIC STUFF ALL TIME!” Yami cried out before covering her mouth, her brain unable to make her prepare herself properly. “What is happening to me?!”

“Sinning is fun!” Jocasta joined in, suffering that same madness.

Hate beyond measure…true faith, its disguise…

Staring at all worlds…madness in their eyes.

“This isn’t looking too good.” Rico prepared some assault rifles he found, readying his parachute to begin an aerial assault.

“Mom…I’m scared.” Quote held his cock close.

“So am I. But our lovers will protect us~” She winked at both Starlok and the Xenomorph Queen.

“Enough babbling! Show yourself!” Cobra shouted within his mech, arming the cannons to max power.

Imposing their own values…again and again…

As a complex joke, this started back then.

Belladonna peered a bit more into the smoke...before a loud boisterous voice roared out. “AMEN! AMEN! AMEN!” Beams of light erupted from the smoke, parting it and striking Drobot directly, incinerating him while taking out one of Spotlight’s wings, as well as Ridley’s own wings.

“AAAH! We’re under attack!” Spotlight cried out, in great pain as she also watched Drobot fall dead to the ground.

“NO SHIT!” Ridley roared, Teshin and Clem getting out their weapons while Ban cracked his knuckles.

“Must be of the religious type. Templars. My least favorite.” Ban commented.

Justification…a maddened AMEN.

Out of the smoke came the one that had caused that. He looked like a non-descript average red-blooded blonde American young adult male. However, he wore rags and had the most deranged expression on his face. Nothing but sheer anger as he held a Bible in one hand and a sword in the other.

The Apex of Religious Extremism

The Prayer Warriors

(The following has been translated from broken grammar, since replicating the style from that fanfic series, The Prayer Warriors, is too much of a pain. Forgive us for what we’re about to do anyway)

“SINNERS OF SATAN! YOU HAVE ALL COME FROM FALSE GODS AND SIN A WHOLE LOT! I, JERRY OF CHRIST, WILL SEND YOU ALL TO HELL, WHERE A FOUL BREAST WILL EAT YOU!” He shouted, waving his weapon randomly.

“…sorry, who are you?” Jeri shouted. “I am trying to receive contact with a Sir ‘I-don’t-give-a-flying-toss’.” That got a slight chuckle out of Torque, who just aimed her weapon.

“Yeah, the snake’s right. Less talking, more fighting.” Ridley punched the ground, his tail swinging around. “I’m just about done.”

“I do agree.” Bagan growled, Sekai getting out her knife while the Bandaged Stranger just clenched his fists, familiar with taking on great armies.

Behind this Jerry was a whole army of people armed with stones, maces, swords, a few guns, and Bibles strapped to their waists. These were the so-called ‘Prayer Warriors’, a race of people trapped within a malformed universe filled with warped version of franchises like Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, and so forth. Sure, it was a troll-fic, but one that had increased in popularity.

However, their universe had fallen thanks to a strange beast known as the Golden Demise (or, as they called it just to prove they knew Latin, Rex Formido). Now, they were traveling vagabonds, carrying with them the hatred towards progressive values and basically following everything in the Bible that allowed them to indulge in sadistic killing. Read the TvTropes page for that. We are NOT recapping everything.

Mainly because the Demogorgon interrupted all by lunging at one of their ranks, William, and biting off his head. “GET THEM! AMEN AND AMEN!” Jerry roared.

(Get Ready to Die Orchestral Version-Andrew W.K)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HfCjHs7HPR8

Absolute chaos followed after that. The amount of Prayer Warriors was nebulous and they though they had the upper hand thanks to Plot Armor. However, our combatants would prove them wrong in so many ways. Spotlight, in vengeance for Drobot’s death, used her halos to send her lasers bouncing from head to head.

Clem was on top of a large rocks, flinging around his weapons like true pistols as he put headshots into each and every one. “Clem! Clem! Clem! BANG!” He shouted, ignoring everybody else while he had the time of his life. Even Rico was getting in on it, flying next to him while unleashing a hail of bullets.

“AAAAAAH!” Wario ran through the battlefield, clutching the egg he had and tripping on the fallen Mind Stone that Callie once had. “What’s this junk?” He wondered before being confronted by three Prayer Warriors.

“WE HAVE YOU SURROUNDED, YOU SATANIC FAT!” They shouted, before his belly began to expand.

“You really shouldn’t have upset me!” He shouted before his belly expanded further and he let all that gas out, blowing the insane ones away into the path of Ridley’s fireballs and Bagan’s beam.

“Quote! Be a good boy and kill as many as you can!” Jill sing-songed before her tits were stabbed in by several sword. “AAAAAUGH! Wait! Hold on! I can give you all happy endings!” She was interrupted when they literally just prayed around her, causing beams of light to engulf her.

Ridley, even as her ripped a Prayer Warrior in half, was also engulfed by that light. “Wait, shit, NO! I can’t die again! Not now! Not…” He roared in agony and disbelief as the light caused him to explode alongside the vixen.

That same light began to bounce from one place to the other, everybody doing their best to avoid it. Taffy managed to bounce it back with her staff, on account of her magic, but that light ended up going right through Sloth’s head and against the MAC II Monster’s main power systems.

“What?! NO! How can this be?!” Cobra Commander was forced to eject, right in front of a whole mob. His mech had been destroyed, but his Power Stone glowed even further. “Fine. It’s time to take this for a test run!” He held the stone out, his rage forming in the form of a gigantic cobra that devoured those in front of him. “Yes! Feel the wrath of COBRAAAAA!”

“Ow, my ears!” Beta covered them before continuing her assault, ripping the throats out of her foes.

“How dare you wear that outfit! You’re all whores! ALL OF YOU!” Another Prayer Warrior, Michael, shouted. However, he was slammed to the side by a pink magical construct of many arrows, which pierced the heads of others around him.

“And what’s wrong with that? Your so-called faith can’t protect you~” Starlok licked her lips, only to be smacked by that same light into the ground, her Daemon body trying to keep up to not be evaporated.

Belladonna used her Rose Slashes to carve paths through the army, but one of the army’s most brutal members, Kelvin, shot an arrow that sailed into M’Ress shoulder. “I’m hit! Go without me! I’ve got this one!” She fired her phaser at the man, managing to hit him straight in the chest into the path of Cobra’s attack, but not before getting an arrow through the head.

“This isn’t looking too good!” Miranda felt queasy at that sight, but she moved forth to crush a Prayer Warrior’s chest with her leg. “But they forget. I haven’t lost my physique one bit.”

“Let’s hope so!” Belladonna growled. “These people are annoying me to no end! I can barely understand what they’re saying!”

“Who cares?! THIS IS SO MUCH FUN!” Carnage leaped into the air, becoming a literal ball of red/black death. Rolling across the ground, spikes jutted out of his form as he snatched up all he could, not caring whom he got. Anybody who was crushed would be devoured messily and left out for all to see. “Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’~”

“What is that demon?! Why are we getting torn apart?!” Michael of Christ, the most jerkish member of the Prayer Warriors, demanded as he unleashed a light spell that decapitated Spotlight, though that caused her body to crash into a good chunk of praying foes, smashing them to paste in an explosion of white.

As Hildryn used her barrier powers to keep many of the enemy at bay, Yang laid on the ground, playing with herself, but the sight of all this battle was causing bits and pieces of her to come back. “Wait…I should-GHLLICK!” She was stabbed in the back by another prominent Prayer Warrior, Ebony.

“Got you, YOU SATANIC CANT!” Yes, spelling error intentional. I know we couldn’t replicate their speech pattern all the time, but c’mon. Let us have that. Let us also have Yang using what was left of her mind to grab the one stabbing her in a chokehold, summoning all of her semblance, and slamming them both down into the ground.

The resulting explosion cratered their place, resulting in many Prayer Warriors losing their balance. Some fell in, but others were pushed and shanked by Sekai and Cindy. “HEHEHEHAHAHAHA!” The rapid anthro cried out, pulling off one’s head.

“Right back at you, fuzzball.” Sekai grinned, smashing one’s spine with one kick before shivving through several necks.

Nezha and Miia fought alongside each-other, the Lamia regaining some of her senses to squeeze the life out of several Prayer Warriors trying to make her feel bad about her lack of clothes. However, the same power that happened to Bagan caused Nezha to not be as fast and spend more time fumbling around until Michael shoved his sword through his head, ending the tenno’s life.

“Keep attack! We’ve got them on the ropes!” Jerry shouted. “FOR AN ALL-CHRSTIAN WORLD!”

He was summarily interrupted when Ban kicked him hard in the balls before tossing him across the battlefield. “Not interested in that templar nonsense.” However, he noticed how Yami was just T-posing around, shouting some stuff about Satanism in an OOC bout, alongside Jocasta no-less.

Suffice to say, Michael had both of their heads, having fended off the Demogorgon earlier. The Soul Stone Yami carried fell and bounced away, ironically to where Wario was running around, carrying both Mind and Soul Stones now, as well as that egg. “More riches for me!”

Jeri and Torque found themselves surrounded by the hordes, but the synthetic one had an idea. “Excuse me! May I hold your tail? Hold this too!” He tossed her his rifle as the angry fanatics closed in.

“I can handle them myself!” She countered before several arrows sailed past her face, even catching her tongue and piercing it when she tried to use it. “FUCK! Fine! What’s your plan?!”

“Pull both triggers!” He prompted before grabbing that tail and swinging her around, using her body as a bludgeon. Thanks to the soft skulls of her opposition, Torque found herself as an impromptu battering ram. Even better, she began to fire off both rifles, moving down swathes of their forces.

When he was done, much of the army around them had been slaughter. Torque’s head was aching slightly, as well as feeling a bit dizzy. “You…are one crazy son of a bitch.” She admitted, flicking her tongue in slight annoyance. “Next time, you do it.”

“As soon as we’re done! Because here comes another batch! Should we start keeping score?” Jeri asked, retrieving his weapon and reloading.

A ghost of a smirk formed on her face. “Hope you double as a calculator.”

Jerry’s army of Prayer Warriors was being mowed down as time went on, with him facing against the Bandaged Stranger after having avoided the charging Xenomorph Queen’s rampage. The two clashed, his sword actually being reflected on those arms. “Why can’t I stab you!? What satanic magic do you have?!”

The man said nothing, red light showing behind the wraps as eyes to further show that this man wasn’t exactly normally. With lightning quick reflexes, the blade was parried before the stranger kicked Jerry in the chest, sending him to where Bagan was. In his rage, he stabbed his blade into the weakened kaiju’s back, causing black blood to spray from his maw.

Taffy readied her healing staff, but the monster held a claw up. “Do not bother…I cannot fulfill my Destiny in this state…if this is our end…make it memorable.” He finished before exploding into sparks.

Both Michael and Jerry lunged for the rabbit prime before she could think, stabbing both blades through her chest. “Guh…nngh…” Her eyes widened, but her staff glowed hot. “Memorable…roll…for 23…” She closed her eyes, moving all magic into that staff.

“Wait…WAIT!” Jerry’s expression morphed to that of pure terror. “NO! NO! GOD! WHERE ARE YOU?! HELP US! OR ELSE WE’LL-“

KA-BOOOOOOM! The entire area exploded into a large storm of healing magic, the green streams coming from the epicenter slamming into every Prayer Warrior to fill their heads with so much healing magic that their bodies swelled and dissipated into fine mist. The resulting light from the whole thing also ensured everybody was blinded before they were sent back.

That was a rather short event, yes…random, also yes…but then again. So was that troll fic. Couldn’t have thought of a better ending.

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Part 10: The Third Night

Naturally, after events like that, it was a time for rest, not further conflict. All that battling had tuckered out Wario, Beta, Rico, and even Cobra Commander. At least the first and last ones mentioned had their precious Infinity Stones to give them assurances nobody would attack them in their sleep.

Little did Wario know that the Soul Stone had accidentally found itself in his pants, making his dreams even more pleasant and filled to the brim with gold and garlic pizza.

Starlok was back in her original post, but most of her slaves had been slain. Even her favorite, Yang, was gone. It didn’t even give her the encouragement to spread more aphrodisiac, ignoring the possible places where the enemy was.

However, she suddenly felt a rock against her head. Turning violently to the perpetrator, she found Quote, tears running down his face. “YOU! My momma’s dead for following you! I’ll never get another date again! She was-“

“Shut him up.” The Daemon said icily to the Xenomorph Queen, whom shot out her spear tail from behind the fox. The tail went straight through his sternum, lifting the terrified and dying anthro to the beast’s face. The alien let out a horrible screech before burying its inner jaws into his face, feasting upon him.

“How can this get worse?” The Daemon thought out-loud, before Hildryn’s headless corpse shot out against a tree next to her, the tenno crumbling into nothing but gears, bio-fluid, and an attached note.

‘Dear Whoever,

Tell your servants or what are left of them to kindly screw off. Miia broke free of your control and she doesn’t have nice things to say. I’m not one to go for revenge against people like you, but, honestly, I won’t hesitate to body you if you come wide with me.

Respectively, Ban’

Starlok’s eye twitched at that, her tongue extending out to tear that note in half. “Just when things were starting to get good.”

Back where Ban was, the strong immortal was dusting off his hands “How’s that coming along, Miia?” He asked the winged serpent.

That same lamia was also dealing with a slow-motion inducing Demogorgon, her coils doing their best to get away from there. “This makes my voice sound fuuuunnny…” She spoke slowly against her will, almost away from the confused beast.

Okay, so there were a few people that were willing to inflict death on this day, but most of it involved Starlok’s inner circle, right? Well, there was one more about to breath her last and it was Smiley Cindy. The psycho anthro was panting against a tree, as if she was already running away from something.

She caught the scent of her enemy, so she tried to run to gain an ambush point. However, the ground beneath Cindy’s feet was starting to pixelate and glitch up, leaving her lower half trapped under the map. “No. No. NONONONONONONONONO-“

Several blood-red tentacles emerged from behind the tree and through her chest, making her howl in agony before she was dual bisected, causing her red mist to splatter all over the place and a long sinewy tongue from behind to lap it up. “Only room for two crazies here~” Carnage gleefully said, taking apart the rest of the pieces.

The rest of the cast were taking it easy. Belladonna was within another hollowed-out tree to get some sleep, feasting on a few squirrels in there. “Aren’t you going to sleep and rest easy for our final days here?” She asked, getting impatient with this game, though there was the possibility of actually winning.

“Not now! I’m trying to deal with this idiot trying to steal my loot!” Miranda shouted, having looted from the corpses of the Prayer Warriors when she could before the big bang. Alas, another version of the Kecha Wacha was annoying her to no end. This version was grayer and utilized more fiery abilities than just mucas.

This Ash Kecha Wacha had her loot in its hands, gliding from one place to the other and avoiding her claw swipes, taking pleasure in the fact she was left confuddled. Even Belladonna couldn’t help but watch this display. Some bit of respite before the next decisive days.

Clem was allowed to rest after all that mayhem, using some healing materials dropped down to him and unaware that the Bandaged Stranger was hopping from tree-top to tree-top, surveying the place, even as he was cancelled on Twitter for ‘taking up a slot in this game’. Sekai was taking it easy too, chugging down a canteen sent from the sky.

Finally, there was Torque, who was humming a little tune that Kelly used to sing whenever the workplace was getting chaotic. She was unaware that what remained of Centurion was looming behind her, ready to dig its claws into her hide.

Jeri saw to it that it was filled with some more holes from his Pulse Rifle, ending the creature’s life for good. “Sorry to startle you. I’m just about to rest my systems right now.” The Synthetic stated. “On a scale of 1-10, how was that slaughter?”

“Kinda cathartic. I think I almost ate one of them. Tasted like cardboard and scrambled eggs, for some reason.” She replied, ignoring the dead arthropod behind her. She slithered over to his side, working up something to say. “You can tell I’m shit with…you know…”

“Being sociable?”

“You psychic on top of being made of scrap?” She joked before clearing her throat. “No, it’s being a team player. I won’t lie. You showed some real moxxy out there. Hard to believe you’re just working on programs and such. So…good job.”

Jeri just gave a thumbs-up. “Honestly, I may be cut out for this line of work instead of my old job. I’d tell you more, but…” He let out a yawn with both pairs of jobs. “I’m in need of a recharge. Care to indulge in this old bot’s habits and crush me while I sleep? I…enjoyed your coils from last time.”

A noticeable blush formed on Torque’s face before she groaned. “You pervert.” She wrapped her coils around his entire body, taking the time to feel how leathery and slick his skin was before she put the squeeze on. His body froze up before warming into the whole thing, rubbing his face into it all.

And so, we are left with only 17 out of 48 of the combatants. A number that would soon dramatically decrease.

Part 11: The Fourth Day

When the day came, those Dancing Crabs had started yet another party, but this one was more elaborate. The crustaceans had stolen from the well-hidden supply center of the whole Arena, which wasn’t easy considering the place kept shifting in location.

They were enjoying themselves, food and drinks everywhere due to how much they were waving around. Practically anybody could come over and take what they were offering. Some of the guests just came and went as they pleased, like the Bandaged Stranger and the Xenomorph Queen (whom had to be warded off with the pinching of many claws after she tried to eat their ranks).

Others were strangely drawn to the incessant tune they kept churning out. “Lord Ainz give me strength…” Beta covered her ears desperately to make it end, wishing she had never come.

“I can’t even kill you in this state. Just make it stop…” Belladonna had shoved rocks against her ears as makeshift ear-muffs to no avail. Miranda had made the right decision in staying away form the premises to think on how she and her husband’s new kid was doing.

The only ones that were actually enjoying themselves by taking a breather were Torque and Jeri. Even though the Viper had the urge to crush every single one of these crustaceans to end that damn song, the duo had distracted themselves by swapping stories about each-other. It helped tha this annoying song held back some of the more powerful combatants.

“And so, I said to him ‘I still know a son of a bitch when I see one’.” Jeri finished. “One whiff of that special cigar and the man’s face was peeling off faster than a banana. I should have been deactivated when my injuries caught up with me, but here I am. Good as new and free as a bird.”

“Laws of Robotics can suck your tail, can’t they?” Torque sipped down some orange juice she found at the stolen supplies. “That’s probably the nicest story I’ve heard from a pile of hardware.”

“Not as good as how you described how different types of people tastes. Is it true all Canadians tastes that way off the grill? I mean, I can’t consume actual matter, so I must know.” He leaned in.

“Yep. You never forget the taste.” She licked her lips before realizing her coils were moving around his body again. “The heck did they put on your skin? I can’t keep my scales off of you.”

Jeri just gave a hearty chuckle. “Consider me your personal stress toy. I find that I quite enjoy it. Perverse, maybe, but it’s the truth.”

“I dig it. Really, I do.” She admitted. “Wouldn’t say that we’re…mates, but you’re definitely one to consider.”

“Relationships are complicated things, but I’ll do my best to keep up. To squeezing and slaying!” He rose a toast.

“Heh. Dork. To squeezing and slaying.” She chinked her glass against his own.

While that was going on, once again, Starlok had found herself in World 1-1 of the Mushroom Kingdom. However, she was peering across to see if there were at least any sexy female Goombas. Last she heard from an interrogated Goomba (one that she hollowed out), they made for some good short-stack material.

“Why is my libido failing me at this time?! It should be at an all-time high!” She slammed a fist down, before another set of fists slammed into her head, shattering one of her horns and sending her down a Warp Pipe.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have stuck to being a stuck-up succubus or something.” Ban said, taking in the sights. “Not a bad place here. I might retire eventually.”

Cobra Commander, meanwhile, was already having fun using the Power Stone for his own gain. His first mission? Annihilate EVERYBODY. Starting with Sekai, whom he had on the run with his serpentine power construct. “I ain’t dying to some cheap Saturday Morning cartoon! Not now! Not ever!”

“You will soon eat your words, you horrible hyena!” He shouted before slamming his fist against the ground, shattering it enough to throw her off balance and have his construct wrap its jaws around her waist, the fangs sinking in and overloading her body with so much power that it caused her to explode.

That explosion of dust and some fur interrupted Rico, the man trying to throw explosives at a walking Clem. “Why does that feel like foreshadowing?” He wondered.

The very same explosion had also spooked those two Pachycephalosaurs that kept showing up. This time, one of them had rammed into the Demogorgon, ignoring the slashes to his hide, while the other had slammed into Wario’s butt. “WAAAAH! Right in the keister!” He clutched his egg as he flew through the skies.

The final event was an impressive one. Miia had lost sight of Ban, but Carnage was still in a kill-happy mood. She slithered as fast as she could from the various spears and tentacles he unleashed, moving through the tree above her and flinging his axe-arms down, slicing off a good portion of her tail and wings. “YAAAAH!” She cried out.

“HAHAHAHAHA! Gotcha, girly!” He laughed before extending his claws before her, dragging them across the ground. “Nowhere to run~”

That slicing of her tail, however, made her rage increase, her hair standing on end and her body rising up above the monstrous killer. “You…you laid your filthy claws on me…you monster…you forget who’s the actual hunter here…” Her eyes glowed before she struck not him, but the ground below.

Miia’s fist rammed through the dirt, grabbing a pipeline that she had smelled, lifting it up and causing oil to burst from the end, splattering Carnage all over his body and weighing him down as he was covered by it all. “GAAAAH! Get it off! GET IT OFF!” He shouted, annoyed as he tried to move, sputtering and spitting. “Tastes like SHIT!”

“More like your doom!” She grabbed two rocks and slammed them together, generating enough sparks to light up the mess that was once Cletus Cassidy. Before the monster knew what was happening, the flames had engulfed him, the pipeline exploding and blowing the lamia away.

When Miia could finally look, the symbiote was desperately trying to reconstitute itself before crumbling into ash. Laying against a tree, she panted and nursed her wounds, holding her tail close to her breasts. “Darling…please take me away from here…”

Part 12: The Fourth Night/Replenishment Chaos

Night fell, beginning with the slaughtering of a Kelbi by the Bandaged Stranger. Its horn was sliced off so it could apply some further strengthening of the bandages, whatever was inside feeling unstable. Yet another mystery for this man to have to himself.

Belladonna was ready to hit the sack, as Ban had already done far away in yet another hollowed out tree (though mainly because it kinda reminded him of his true love back at home). She was resting atop the corpse of yet another psychotic Hammer Bro that had tried to attack Miranda in her rest.

As she picked apart the corpse for food, she realized something. She had become more protective of non-demon life ever since her new lease on life. “Is this what it feels like to have greater purpose than one’s self? And not for something like mad love? Hmmm…I can’t say I’m displeased by the feeling.”

Beta had also found her clothes ruined by the constant usage of them throughout this whole thing, so she had completely discarded them except for a few straps that covered her intimate areas, making her seem more feral. “Lord Ainz would like this, I’m sure of it~” She thought to herself, curling up for some sleep.

Even the savage Demogorgon had found some sleep, complete with a nice ski-hat that was placed while he was slumbering. Fit like a glove. The Xenomorph Queen also slept while near her Mistress, ignoring a bite from the Basky Bug.

But Starlok wasn’t free in the realm of sleep from trouble. Thanks to Baskerra’s magic, she was beset by strange nightmares. Nightmares of people screaming ‘YO JOE’ and ‘THIS, I COMMAND!’ All of Cobra Commander’s nightmares had been placed upon her, but she found this more annoying than anything, clawing her head just to help her catch some rest to conserve her power.

A few combatants were just exhausted after the events of the Prayer Warriors and everything from the past few days. Rico was among them, as the effects of his franchise and this were catching up to him. Jeri had also needed to recharge…but actually because he had Torque coil him so much that he was forced to shut-down and restart out of bliss.

The Viper loomed over her sleeping partner, her coils feeling around the smooth contours of his body, her hands moving around his strange head. “Anybody ever tell you your head looks like a dildo?” Torque commented, even though he wasn’t listening.

She rested against a tree, her coils continuing to work their magic. “Never thought I’d say this, but when is the Squad gonna stage a rescue or something? I…kinda miss you guys. A lot, really.” She admitted to the stars, looking up at them. “Glad Whisper isn’t seeing this. Him and his stupid stargazing…it’s pretty nice when you get down to it.”

Miia had managed to return to Ban’s side, but only because she took a detour through the often-mentioned Whitewood. She still had some oil on her scales…and some idiot had dropped a torch after her passing. If nobody in that witch-infested town was careful, it was bound to go up like a Roman Candle soon.

Clem was taking a moment to also get some rest, but he was unaware that Wario had also made a residence in that cave he was curled up in. “Hmmmm…” The greedy one was looking over not just the egg he’d been lugging around, but the Mind and Soul Stones. Touching the first one, he suddenly felt like a massive weight had been lifted off of his brain.

“All that information…how to swindle, what suckers are into, the best routes for late and free pizza deliveries…it all belongs to me with this thing!” He grinned before picking up the Soul Stone. “And with this, I can look even deeper into all, even myself! Perhaps…” He considered using the vast power to possess with the combatant in the room.

That’s when he gave a yawn. “Nah. Time for Wario-nap.” He flopped down, sucking on his thumb and keeping his three treasures to himself.

NO MORE REST! Time for another Replenishment! The part where the center of the Arena fills up with resources again! Sure, it happened earlier thanks to those crabs, but this time, it was official! Oh, and there was also a good chance more combatants would be meeting the cold embrace of death.

The only ones not to come were the Demogorgon, Starlok (whom had sent the Xenomorph Queen instead), Ban, Jeri, Torque, and Rico. The rest came due to being teleported there. In hindsight, that was a chance that the universe was being merciful…or not telling in terms of your immediate demise.

The Xenomorph Queen made a beeline for the supplies, but she was stopped when Cobra Commander slammed his construct against her body. She fell to her side, her tail attempting to stab the man. “Too little, too late, my hideous friend. I must say, you REEK! Maybe a bath should help that odor.”

His Power Stone glowing, the terrorist made his construct wrap around a vat of acid that came with the resources, dumping it on the alien. Ah, such irony. The beast with acid for blood being boiled alive head-first by a supply of stronger acid. The monster tried to lung for the man, but her upper half had melted away too much.

Cobra Commander would have celebrated his victory, but then he found himself being backhanded into a tree by the Bandaged Stranger, who started to slice up the supplies with a pair of sharpened metal bits attached to his fists. He had no need for supplies. Only that nobody else could have them.

The others would have stopped him, but the aphrodisiac was strong in the area. It had caused Belladonna to shove her lips against that of Miranda’s, the thicker feline gripping the demon around the ass and waist. “Fuck, it’s been too long since I’ve done with a female customer-I mean, acquaintance~” Miranda purred.

“I’m more a lover of men, but…I’m not picky.” Belladonna’s tail teased the pussy of her companion, before the other pair of paws gripped tighter around that ass and even moved a few fingers to fuck into that pussy. “GAH! So large!”

The merchant just purred some more and licked her tongue hungrily over that exotic fur. “I can tell you enjoyed a high and mighty life once…but I’m going to show you that us working class folk know PLENTY about how to get a good thing going~” She moved her fingers in and out of that pussy, pressing her pads against the walls while pinning her down.

Miia and Beta were engaged in their own moment, the lupine remembering all of her time as a love guru for Ainz’s people. Sure, she was sadistic, but she was surprisingly helpful and sweet when she wanted to be. Now shown as she was letting the lamia lick around her nipples, unable to resist the sweet scent. “Yes…your darling will enjoy this, su~” She murred, her tail wagging against the scales.

“Mnnnnn…” Miia moved her claws across that fur. It might have been softer than Polt’s! So, she couldn’t keep her reptilian body away from such good warmth, her own boobs pressing into that back to feel the fuzz there too. Her slit began to open, as if readying for a good mating.

“Clem don’t get it.” Clem actually spoke a sentence as he looked at this.

“DON’T FORGET ME, LADIES!” Wario suddenly jumped into the fray and tore off his clothes, revealing a rather…unflattering image of himself.

Miranda stopped holding Belladonna to herself, her pupils looking like they would literally shatter. “I…I need to take a shower.”

“Right behind you.” Belladonna’s demonic lust, no matter how large, couldn’t combat the sheer sight of that.

“MY EYEEEEES!” Miia and Beta cried out, fleeing into the night.

Wario just stood there, all alone…before gorging himself on whatever food was left behind in the Center. “Works every time.” He proudly said.

Chapter Text

Part 13: The Fifth Day

Turns out, Starlok was stuck in that Warp Pipe she had been smashed into, making her stuck within the Mushroom Kingdom World 1-1 and yelling various Daemon obscenities all the while. Worse yet, she couldn’t get out, because Miia had been transported right on top of her, rubbing her eyes with a sponge.

“GET OF MY HEAD! All those ‘Ugly Bastard’ manga…that was all foreshadowiiiiing!” She wept, her tail wrapping around her eyes after it grew a few more inches back. She was unaware that all of this havoc with the pipes had pushed a Piranha Plant all the way down into the portal leading to all this hoot.

The Bandaged Stranger, meanwhile, was resting atop a tree, still looking in disgust at all around him. He hated being trapped within here. Reminded him too much of his old prison. But his thoughts were derailed when yet another one of those Storm Spawn creatures that had been showing up in the Arena flung a green crystal at him from its tail.

Even more galling, the Demogorgon was holding onto the tail, trying to climb up and rip apart the bit there. Grabbing the crystal in mid-air, the stranger flung it back at the beast, causing both to crash while the mysterious ninja-like warrior watched.

Cobra Commander, for all of his power, was too busy looking upon a staring Shrinehorn, which just bleated at him. “…I will win the staring contest!” He proclaimed, before the Spawn’s corpse fell behind him, causing the terrorist to let out a girly scream. “Pretend you didn’t hear that!”

Meanwhile with Torque and Jeri, the xenomorph-synthetic had found the cheap-looking corpse of the Volkswagenspinne. “I think I remember this from movie night. Note to self: if your good doctor recommends ‘The Giant Spider Invasion-Uncensored Edition’, kill him quickly.”

“I don’t know what movie that is and I already wanna set fire to every copy.” She slithered near, before that same Piranha Plant, coming with a mini-pipe of his own, fell in front of her. It just looked up before digging into the flesh of the beast. “Oh. Hey. You’re here too.”

“I think I recognize that from an ancient human game. One that eludes me at the moment.” He crawled over to the plant critter, examining it before it tried to nip at him. “Hostile, but kind of cute. Wouldn’t you agree?” Jeri lifted the pipe up, leading the thing to examine the serpent a bit closer.

“I don’t do cute. Or pets, for that matter. Cuz I usually eat them.” She noticed the thing was swallowing an entire leg of the giant slain beast in one go. “Count yourself lucky I’m not a vegetarian. This would get awkward fast.”

Miranda was busy doing her own thing. Namely, using her silver tongue to help out her temporary boss. “So, I know we’re supposed to be enemies, with you being more dog-like, but that hasn’t stopped me from extending the olive branch to a potential help.” She told Beta.

“Heh. You’d really think I’d join people I barely know that could stab me in the back anytime they wanted to, su?” Beta retorted, ready to pounce on the Escaflip.

Miranda just turned away and presented what Belladonna was doing. “Oh? Then explain what has happened to one that was stalking you.” She was lying that poor Clem was stalking her, but it didn’t change the fact that Belladonna had gotten the good ol’ bot stuck in the grasp of a Vinestrangler.

This Skull Island monstrosity was a bit miffed that it wasn’t tasting flesh and blood, but it was still melting away the ruined bits of the machine, Clem having already gotten his head blow off by a lucky Rose Slash. “Consider our offer, little pup~” Belladonna purred.

Around them, Ban and Rico (whom had gained some hardened sandpaper-like skin thanks to a Megalodon tooth scrape) were watching, possibly about to ambush them. “I almost feel bad for the automaton.” Ban admitted, remembering a certain doll-like being back at his team back home.

This deal would have been elaborated upon, but something was looming in the horizon. Something terrible and destructive…and something that could cause Wario’s prize to possibly reveal something FAR worse…as soon as the portly plunderer was finished with a sudden bout of rock climbing that had been forced upon him.

“Uuugh…the things I do for gold.” He muttered, ignoring how his egg was glowing even more violently.

Part 14: The Zenith Inferno

POOF! Once again, everybody involved with this wretched event was sent to another place. Another time, perhaps. However, this wasn’t very specific beyond a volcanic landscape. The area was flat, but cut in half. Half was molten rock and the rest was what that rock was covering. A whole body of molten lava.

The lava bubbled and shot out a few spires, unstable and ready to seemingly burst at any minute. Not a good place to battle, but when has that stopped this game before. “Is this the final boss level or something?” Torque wondered. “Suddenly, I’m glad I don’t sweat.”

“And I’m glad that my heatsink isn’t so cheap.” Jeri said before Cobra Commander’s purple construct slammed him into a rock-wall, one of the rocks jutting out of his sparking side. “Oh, dear!”

“FOOOLS! You call yourself a serpent?! Standing against the great Cobra Commander?! You’ll learn to kneel before my newfound power!” He shouted.

“Save a piece for me, su!” Beta leaped into the fray, her claws extending.

Belladonna and Miranda were next to her, their deal interrupted. “Shouldn’t we be focusing on the fact that we got sent to yet ANOTHER random area?! Because the last one had SUCH a low body-count.” Miranda sarcastically stated. Even the Bandaged Stranger was looking around in unease.

The Demogorgon didn’t care. It just lunged for Miia before Starlok slammed her fist against its head. “ENOUGH…of these games. Forget lust. Forget appeasing Slaanesh for the moment! I’m going to put you all out of my misery! I usually enjoy chaos, but this…this is getting on my nerves!”

“Gee, how do you think we feel, bitch?” Rico got out one of his heavier guns, before two very loud and angry roars echoed across the land.

The fire grew large…beyond all control.

Any chance for peace…rendered void and null.

“Why don’t we ask THEM?” Ban asked, just about done.

Wario blinked as everybody looked his direction, noticing he had two Infinity Stones wrapped around his neck in a necklace, as well as still carrying around that large volcanic egg. “What are you looking at me for?!”

“That egg…it wouldn’t happen to belong to anything living here, no?” Jeri asked.

“Fuck asking questions. Let’s just see if they have a taste for Italian.” Torque loaded her gun.

“I’m German, you jerk! I think.” Wario corrected before the true source of that roar landed right behind him, casting a shadow over the terrified guy. Slowly, he turned around, everybody else backing away, only for another monster to slam down in back of them. One with an even brighter shadow of fire.

King and Queen of Fire and Sky…in fury, they yearn...

For all to perish…point of no return…

“Oh…that’s not good.” Belladonna admitted as the two wyverns stared them both down.

The one looming over Wario and looking stone-cold pissed for the mere presence of life being around it was a Rathalos. You all know what a Rathalos looks like, right? This one wasn’t just a pallet swap they called a subspecies. It was grey and with brighter yellow eyes, but also with clouds of red mist floating around mostly its wings and tail, flames flickering around and ready to emerge.

But his partner? A Rathian? She looked far worse. Flames had already engulfed her head, wings, and tail, her body twitching and looking ready to go into an insane fury. That’s when both took to the skies, the Rathalos wings/tail/almost entire body lighting up in more controlled and powerful fire.

What else do they want…but for you to BURN?

With two mighty and insane roars, the fight was on. The seeming final foes before the possible few steps to getting out of this hell-nightmare.

The Scorching Royals

Zenith Rathalos and Scorching Heat Rathian

(Zenith Monster Battle-Monster Hunter Frontier Z)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OihL5QvGzd0&t=0s

The Rathian was the first to dive down, ignoring any projectiles to body-slam hard enough to spread walls of flame around herself, driving everybody back. Floating up, she did a back-flip, her flaming tail not just flinging explosive debris, but also Rico, his body torn up and burnt as it was flung into the lava.

“Fall, beast!” Belladonna flung her Rose Slashes, avoiding the flames alongside Miranda, before the Zenith Rathalos flew in to grab the demon by the head. The fires were so hot that her fur instantly lit up, her body thrashing in pain before the monster crushed her head within his talons and flung her into the lava as well.

Torque and Jeri opened fire, with most of the others trying to avoid the aggressive beasts. These wyverns weren’t looking for food, but to actively MURDER anybody that got too close out of power-induced insanity. “Aim for the eyes or some shit! Or the heart!” Torque shouted.

“How do you know?!” Miranda asked.

“I’m a huge fantasy geek, alright?! I know shit! Remove a dragon’s heart and-“ She was interrupted when Cobra Commander’s power serpent construct slammed into the feline’s side, sending her upwards as the construct circled around the area.

“I kinda wanted to hear more about that.” Jeri said before avoiding three fireballs that generated powerful explosions sent from the Rathian. The psychotic wyvern kept firing, but was unaware of Beta’s sneaking, the werewolf stabbing her claws into its hip. Despite the fire, she held on, ripping into the weakened scales. The trade-off of such power.

While the Scorching Heat Rathian tried to get her off, Cobra Commander stood above all, his construct coiling around Miranda, the Bandaged Stranger, Ban, and the Demogorgon. “I don’t need to deal with those lizards! I just need to kill each and every one of you!”

“Priorities, am I right?” Ban sighed, before slamming a fist through the construct and getting atop the coils. The Stranger managed to escape too, leaping from one corner of the coils to the next.

“Nobody touches your new Commander!” The terrorist shouted, firing beams of light from his stone at the approaching ones. However, the Zenith Rathalos had taken an interest in what was going on, viewing the construct as a proper rival. Zooming upwards, it first latched its jaws around the Demogorgon’s struggling body, boiling the beast alive before wrapping its talons around the construct.

Instantly, the whole thing began to light on fire while the Commander tried to fend off the dodging duo of Ban and the Stranger. Anything it touched would burn until it was nothing more. “No! Get me out! GET ME OUUUAAAAGH!” Miranda was caught in the flames, her entire body going up in smoke rather easily thanks to her thick fur coat.

Miia managed to escape, wriggling like a worm out of there before the flames could reach her, her body falling atop Torque’s tail by accident. “Sorry!” She smiled sheepishly, before Beta’s body was thrown at both of them, the Rathian charging at them.

“Get down!” Jeri instructed, everybody on the ground trying to keep away from the charging beast. Get ready for the Fitness Gram Pacer Test, you lot!

Back with Cobra Commander, Ban grabbed the Power Stone in his foe’s hand, even as the construct began to light further on fire. They were on the head of the construct, where the flames were growing hotter. “You fool! We’ll ALL burn if I don’t stop this thing!” He shouted in panic.

“So be it. I kinda wanna go home.” Ban smirked, while the Bandaged Stranger jumped down, leaving them to their fate. With that, the flames reached the both of them, the evil terrorist letting out his most high-pitched scream yet as he was consumed with his foe.

The construct fell to pieces, the Stone falling down next to a cowering Wario. “Mine!” Despite his terror, he couldn’t resist the allure.

His hand was then crushed by Starlok’s foot, the Daemon looking at him with disgust. “No. MINE. I’m tired of you mortals!” She raised a claw, purple kinetic energy forming in it. But then she was tail-slammed by the Zenith Rathalos, which then unleashed a fiery burst from his entire body, blowing her into a rock-wall.

While Wario put that Power Stone on his necklace, the Scorching Heat Rathian was trying to devour Jeri in its jaws, the heat burning away at his synthetic skin while he held them open. “Nnngh…don’t worry…I’ve got this…just a minor setback…”

“Oh no, you don’t!” Torque hissed, firing right at the wyvern’s eyes.

“Look out!” Miia wrapped her coils around her serpentine partner to get her out of the way from the Rathian’s charge. However, Beta had managed to slice off the female’s tail, causing the wyvern to howl out and unleash fireballs in random directions. In that confusion, the Zenith Rathalos slammed his tail onto the maid. “Nnngh…not…good enOOUUUURROOOOO!” She howled as she was engulfed in flames, sending her body flying in the air before being chomped into ashes by the beast.

Jeri felt his body sparking and failing him, but he kept firing. “Get behind me, everybody!” He shouted.

“No-one gets left behind! We get out of here alive or not at all!” Torque shouted, before realizing her gun was empty. “Son of a bitch….maybe we are getting roasted.”

“And not in the good way!” Miia added.

That’s when the Bandaged Stranger appeared from behind the Scorching Heat Rathian, having fashioned some rock into claw-like protrusions wrapped above both his arms. He stabbed them into the dragon, ignoring how the flames burnt away his wrappings. Mounting her that way, he led the rampaging wyvern into the charging Zenith Rathalos, nearly sending them into the lava.

“I have no idea whom that is, but I like him already!” Jeri said, before he was suddenly blasted into the ground by Starlok’s kinetic energy, his arm crushed against the ground.

“And that leave me plenty of room to deal with all of you!” Starlok hissed before being tackled by both Miia and Torque, the serpents attempting to crush her with their coils. “NNNGH…get…OFF OF ME! Bondages is fun when I do it!” She set herself on fire with pink flames, making them let go.

The Stranger continued to stab and ram his mount into the stronger male, but the Zenith Rathalos had enough. Grabbing the stranger in his jaws, he threw him against the ground near where the fight was going on. Sucking in as much volcanic air as he could, he fired a massive fireball at the fallen combatant, creating a pillar of flame.

It wasn’t just any pillar that the Stranger was in the epicenter of. It was actively sucking everybody in. “Gotta move fast! Gotta move fast!” Wario clung to his egg…before tossing it into the lava. “Forget the fancy egg! Every man for himself!” His legs rushed as fast as they could carry his tubby body.

Both serpents clung into the ground, their tails working overtime to coil into their bodies so they wouldn’t be the instruments of their demise. “C’mon…you can do it…” Torque told herself before feeling a searing pain in her tail.

It was Starlok, looking maddened and gripping that tail hard enough to draw blood. “I’m not going alone if I go at all!” She tugged on her, the Viper losing her grip.

“NO!” Jeri flung himself at the Daemon, using his inner jaw to break through her bone while he clung to her. His body was failing rapidly and Starlok was slipping.

“Jeri! If you keep that up, you’ll BOTH go down!” Torque shouted, trying to move a claw to reach for him.

“No need! You remember what you said? Only one of us could get of here alive! I’m only an asset. A tool. I wasn’t exactly born to be free anyway!” Jeri shook his head, his broken spear-tail lifting and readying to slice off Starlok’s holding hand. “I know this is an outdated and probably not fitting reference…but we’ll always have Paris!”

This is what Torque was worried about. Losing somebody she was just getting close to at any capacity. But he was right. Only one could leave this game and live. With all of her strength, she gave a salute. “Here’s looking at you, kid.” She replied sadly.

“Oh…you actually got it~” Jeri chuckled, before slicing off Starlok’s hand, the two of them getting sucked into the pillar just as the Rathalos entered the epicenter, letting out a pulse of fire that eradicated the Stranger and flung the burnt bodies of Jeri and Starlok into the lava. As the Rathalos relaxed, Jeri’s arm was sticking out of the burning liquid, slowly sinking as it gave a thumbs-up.

Now, there was just Torque, Miia, and a tired Wario against the two wyverns. The monsters stared them down, ready to finish the job. “Just get it over with, you fucks!” Torque gave them both the middle finger, throwing a rock at the Zenith Rathalos’ head. Miia just closed her eyes, not wanting to see the end coming.

Wario, on the other hand, realized he still had three Infinity Stones. “Um…uh…back! Back, I say!” He lifted the stones, but due to how tired he was, he just flopped onto his belly. “Ma always said I’d die to a dragon one day. Never thought two.”

The end for all three of them should have come there…but then the two monsters stopped in their tracks. The music ended. The Rathian looked around frantically while the Zenith Monster growled at the possible danger that was nearby. The danger that was bubbling within the lava and shaking the whole place into crumbling some more.

“A deus ex machina? Here to save us?” Miia wondered, before all three eyes turned to the bubbling lava. The shell of that egg floated to the surface, already glowing hot with not just heat, but sheer power.

(Crimson Demon Fatalis Phase 1-Monster Hunter Frontier G5)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zjCwAJHL-84

He’s resurrected…the fury of time…

His power and hate…beyond this mere rhyme.

A large clawed hand emerged from the lava, smashing into the rock and causing it to heat up to the point of becoming hard magma instantly. From the lava, a long reptilian neck emerged, a dragon’s head attached with a crown of three backwards curving horns and one extending outward, letting out a soul-piercing roar. A familiar one, only deeper and distorted.

“Is…is that a dragon?! An actual one?!” Miia exclaimed.

“No…something tells me it’s worse. Way worse.” Torque held her gun close, feeling actual fear in her soul. This creature…something about it screamed ‘WRONG’ on every level. Even the other monsters looked like they were considering backing away, but their bloodlust wouldn’t allow for it.

Wario was standing closer to the emerging beast, his jaw hanging open as her realized he had been carrying THAT.

Fatalis, great Fatalis…you return in flame.

Crimson wrath you bring…bring death in your name.

The large dragon emerged, towering over the two wyverns on his hind-legs. It was like the Fatalis that had attacked during the Fifth Episode, but not just different in the horns. It was covered in cracked black skin that was glowing orange faintly. It was like a Fatalis that had clawed its way from Hell, right down to the hate-filled eyes and snarling visage, its tongue dripping molten lava.

For your suffering…hold all life in blame.

“SCREAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGH!” The beast roared, his body lighting up with more volcanic colors, mostly bright orange and red. The very ground around him erupted, covering the scared wyverns in lava that weighed them down and even doused their flames, before his tail slammed into the Rathian’s head, crushing it in an instant.

To finish it all off, the monstrous Elder Dragon subspecies wrapped its jaws around the Zenith Rathalos’ neck. No amount of fire could stop this savage beast, even the most powerful of health-draining attacks. Thus, the wyvern was torn in half, the resulting explosion blowing the survivors out of the way and into a portal leading out.

The Crimson Disaster

Crimson Demon Fatalis

Chapter Text

Part 15: The Fifth Night

In that destructive moment, there was only this one night. One whole night before the end for this entire game would come. The whole Arena seemed to have changed on a dime due to the release of the Crimson Demon Fatalis. The night skies were bright red, the moon looked like it had been dunked in lava, and there were no animals to come around.

Miia was all alone again, panting hard after that experience. “I need to get out of here…return to my darling…” She was unaware that someone or something had been awakened by such terror and devastation. A villain from the bowels of Ancient Egypt and a certain incident that occurred during 1981.

Sefirama. The Pharaoh of the 4^th Millennium. Now, a wide-eyed burnt-looking mummy walking with his army of similarly mummified servants. They would kill before the dawn was had, but their sights were set upon the tired lamia. When she looked back, she was bet with a spear carried by the evil pharaoh.

She tried to rear back, but the zombie-like servants swarmed her tail, biting into it and tearing chunks. Miia let out a ghastly cry, before she was silenced when her head was stabbed right through. A brutal end for an undeserving soul, but the presence of the dragon flying above the Arena was thankfully sending the mummies away to parts unknown.

Torque was in a similar situation, but with none of the danger that happened to the other snake person. She was coiled around a tree, looking up at the sky. Her thoughts weren’t on the destructive dragon, but on how she had lost someone she dared call an actual friend. Sure, she actually considered her squad invaluable, but she wouldn’t admit it.

This was why. She knew a few Vipers back when she was on the wrong side of the war. Torque actually liked them. Maybe harbored a few precarious crushes on them. But they were all wiped out, convincing her to never make attachments. All you’ll get is misery. Yet, her superior and mother-figure, Kelly, had been trying to tell her that this wasn’t healthy.

She clenched her claws against the bark, hissing in anger. “Dammit…DAMMIT!” She slammed her tail against the side of the tree she was on. “All this bullshit! At every turn! And why does it seem like only the good people wind up dead because of it?!” Her fangs dripped with venom before she took a deep breath.

“No…just breathe…breathe…remember what Kelly taught you…and besides. Something tells me that it really is up to me.” Strapped around her back were not just her reloaded rifle, but Jeri’s Pulse Rifle as well. Something to remember him by. “Guess we’re both making it to the end.” She joked to that weapon. “Not sure if there’s a robot Heaven…but there fuckin’ better be.”

Wario, however, was already formulating a plan. This after having to deal with a strange Pod like thing that was waiting for him to go to sleep so it could take him over and create a replicant. He looked at all three stones and gripped them tight in his hand. “No more messing around. Wario’s gonna be the one to win! All I have to do…is concentrate.” He shut his eyes, the stones starting to glow…

…before he let out a rather loud fart, causing his eyes to widen. “Okay, maybe not so hard next time.” That’s when he felt the Soul Stone glow brightly, his whole body glowing the same color as it. The Power Stone had also begun to crackle around him, making him feel as strong as 1000 Bowsers. The Mind Stone directed him to where he should focus this power.

Laughing softly to himself as his eyes glowed bright red through the light, his whole being becoming raw essence that floated into the air and rocketed right through the barrier and to a certain apocalyptic monster flying around.

By the time the Elder Dragon realized what was happening, it was too late. With a surprised roar, the beast felt oblivion wash over it…and someone else take the reigns, Wario’s laughter going from haughty to just plain haunting…

Part 16: Of course, you realize this means War(io)?

As the dawn rose above the Arena’s place, Torque sat in the middle of an open field, waiting for her final foe to show up. She didn’t care whom it was. Only that whomever came was ready to throw down. She held her rifle close, looking around for points of cover when shit hit the fan. “C’mon…I’m right here, you know.”

That’s when a dark shadow flew over her. Embers fell down, burning against her scales. That suddenly reminded her. They had a freaking dragon to take care of on top of everything else. The Crimson Demon Fatalis. She aimed her rifle to the sky, only to find nothing…except several meteors smelling of garlic and smoke heading down.

(Crimson Demon Fatalis Phase 2-Monster Hunter Frontier G5)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vgSk_lFdgLs

“SHIT!” She hissed before slithering for cover, the explosions knocking her around before the Elder Dragon landed in front of her, standing on his hind legs and letting out yet another terrible roar. The whole area became surrounded in a heated haze, embers and smoke flying all around while the monster spread his wings.

She aimed her rifle at the creature, but she noticed something was off. The Elder Dragon had a cartoony mustache on his face and a yellow cap with a blue ‘W’ on it. “WAHAHAHAHAHAHA! The power! The absolute POWER! I feel as if everything is already MINE! WARIOOOOOO’S!”

Torque lowered her rifle in disbelief. “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me…you? I mean…who are you again?” She wondered before Wario’s claw came down, forcing her to seek cover while the creature got on all fours and chased after her, biting and clawing before unleashing a stream of flames that annihilated the forest to her side. Not even stumps remained.

“I’m the one who’s gonna win, that’s who! Now, come out of hiding, you overgrown garden snake!” Wario roared. He had managed to possess the Fatalis with the power of the Infinity Stones he had, those same stones embedded on the trident-like horns of his new body. Now, he was putting it all to good use. Destructive use, that is.

Rushing towards his prey, he nearly smashed his jaws around her head. Vipers had great heat resistance, but she could feel her scales singe just by being in close proximity. Even worse, noxious orange gases erupted from his maw, causing the plant life to decay and everything to smell like expired garlic pizza. With just a spark, the place lit up, generating an explosion that smashed her into a tree.

Letting out a pained hiss after feeing her shoulder dislocate, she slithered up the tree and tried to aim for any soft bits she could, her rifle’s bullets bouncing off the beast. “Is that the best you can do? Next to me, everybody’s #2!” Wario boasted before flying into the sky and lifting his claws up, causing plumes of fire to erupt from the ground and cover the whole place in a large circular lava wall.

No place to run. No place to hide. It was just Torque against the super-powered Wario/Crimson Demon Fatalis. Landing and creating a fire-shockwave, Torque was nearly pushed against the lava wall, but she managed to locate her shoulder back in that time and dual wield her normal rifle and the Pulse Rifle. “Fine, asshole! Let’s dance! I may look horrifically outmatched, but…but…” She peered into the creature’s chest.

Those stone! Of course! They looked extra important and the purple one was already getting her attention. So was were the meteors that the beast summoned to crash into her way, but she zoomed forward, avoiding them as she tried to focus her aim on the Power Stone. “What are you doing?! Are you not afraid of Wario?! Soon to be the most powerful being in the whole universe?!”

“Why should I? I’ve killed things uglier than you are!” She ignored the heat, nearly getting roasted by a stream of flames before she tried to get a clear shot. Of course, that failed, her bullets not even scraping the stones before she was swatted aside like a fly.

Struggling to get back up, Torque’s lower tail was smashed into the ground by Wario’s fist, causing her to arch her back and let out a shrieking loud hiss of pain. Tear formed in her eyes as the flames started to burn her white scales black, spreading across her body slowly. “Tell Wario he’s the best and I MIGHT let you go!” He snarled, his maw drooling with scalding saliva, his long tongue hanging out.

Fighting through the pain, she saw an opportunity. “Yeah…I’ve got something to say…” She lifted up both her claws, flipping him the double-bird before she expelled her longer tongue out, wrapping it around the Power Stone in his chest and pulling it right out, causing him to rear back and release her.

“NO! That’s mine! You can’t have it!” He yelled. “Lousy cheater. Only I’m allowed to cheat!” Wario shook his fist before getting on all fours and charging at her…

…only to be slapped right in the face by her tail, empowered by the Stone. “I’m crying on the inside for you.” She sarcastically replied, feeling the surge extend to her weapons, their barrels glowing with cosmic power. “Whoa…this is new! We’re gonna have some fun for once. Show me what you’ve got, tubby!”

(Rotten Day-Tem)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0831Tyrc164

(0:00-0:15)

His eye twitched at that last bit. Claws clenching and his tail slamming down, his body lit up with yellow and purple flames instead of the usual orange ones. “Fine. I see how it is. You think you can take my chance at victory away from me? I have people back at home that do that once a week!”

Torque just reloaded her guns, her eyes glowing. “Trust me. You haven’t met anybody like me back at home.”

“Tough girl, eh? Well…” His mouth glowed with garlic smell and terrible flame. “HAVE A ROTTEN DAY!”

(0:16-0:31)

Unleashing a stream of flames, he also slammed the ground with both fists, causing spires of rock to emerge and blow up. Torque slithered past them and even right through them, her tongue extending outwards to wrap around one of his horns and slamming through it while firing her empowered dual rifles.

Trying to smash her with a charge attack, he only succeeded in her slithering through his back, breaking through Wario’s back-spines with the thicker part of her tail before firing a charged dual blast into his back, knocking him into his belly.

(0:31-0:47)

Growling as he looked back, Wario lifted his tail up to unleash a powerful fiery fart that acted like another flamethrower, his maw firing another stream as he moved in a circle. “Just like in the arcade!” Torque leaped over the large streams as she followed the pattern, before continuing to strafe and fire.

However, he stopped that to slam his tail down on her body, seemingly smashing her into the ground and generating cracks that spat out more lava. “You think you can get the best of me?! All the gold in the world is MINE!”

CHOMP!

(0:47-1:19)

Lifting his tail in agony, Wario saw that she had dug her fangs into there, her strength making sure she was coiling it with enough force to squeeze the bladed thing right off. It fell off as she continued to zoom around the place, putting her guns away to deliver a sucker punch to his face. Spitting out several teeth, he fell against his own lava barrier.

Getting back up, he flew to the sky to dive-bomb his foe, managing to grab her, but Torque slipped out like a worm and wrapped her empowered body around his wrists. She moved herself up rapidly to slam those fists into his own head. “Stop hitting yourself!” WHAM! “Stop hitting yourself!” WHAM! “And to add a cherry on top…” BOOM! She slammed those fists against his crotch before she slunk off behind one of the many upturned giant rocks that had been made.

(1:20-1:51)

Wheezing in pain from having slammed his own nuts and face, Wario shook his head before moving his tail to slam through the giant rocks, but she just kept moving from one destroyed chunk to the other. “Stop hiding! It’s not fair! Face me man to worm! That’s all you are! A confused hissing worm!”

“Says the portly idiot who had to go Maleficent on my ass to get an advantage!” She taunted from the shadows, causing him to breath another stream of flames there. Despite annihilating all in the path of that flame, he was hit in the end by several poisonous balls of bile she shot out.

“The pain! Oh, the agony! I’m melting! Melting!” He dramatically swooned, but he then began to chuckle, the poison seeping into his skin as he generated balls of fire on his palms. “Haha! I’ve had rotten eggs more potent than that! All that did was make me extra strong!”

“Oh…well, that’s one L I’ll have to take.” Torque could feel the Stone starting to take its toll on her, her skin cracking under the strain, but she pulled through. She was coming home, no matter what!

Even when her foe lifted his claws upwards. “I’m Wario! I’M GONNA WIN!”

(1:52-2:24)

Slamming them down, he created yet another explosion that propelled everything below into the air. Torque was on a large rock when it happened, sending her flying into the sky. He flew around her, firing fireballs and flinging meteors all the way. She had to jump from one platform for the next to avoid them all.

Focusing whatever power she could muster into her weapons, she knew she had to search for an opening. That’s when she flung herself far enough to avoid the snapping of his jaws, high as any platform would go before she allowed herself to fall down. Changing course, the draconic villain zoomed down with her, trying to blast her into the ground.

“Here goes nothing!” She extended her tongue again, wrapping around one of his horns to slingshot herself upwards. Right as Wario realized this, he fell headfirst into the ground, leaving his rear high in the air as he created a shockwave that blew apart his lava barrier.

Torque reloaded her guns mid-air, but then used her tired tongue to place the Power Stone between both barrels, falling down to prepare a kill-shot. “Here it comes, asshole!” She roared, falling with all the force of a striking cobra and a falling asteroid.

SHOONK! The music came to a stop when the barrels found their home…right in Wario’s butt. Both fighters blinked as they realized what was about to happen, especially the one on the receiving end of this mess. “…please don’t blow up my butt.” Wario begged meekly.

“Okay, sure.” She shrugged.

“Really?”

“NO.” She pulled the triggers before letting go and getting as far away as possible, the Power Stone glowing within the ass and expanding Wario’s belly with all of its power.

“OH MY GOD!” He cried out his body erupted in a powerful gassy explosion of fire and garlic-smell. “WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” He cried out as he was obliterated. All that was left was a mushroom cloud bearing his mustache, though it sagged after a few seconds before dissipating.

Torque laid on the ground on her back, trying to catch her breath after having to take in that foul smell as well. Smelled of sulfur AND garlic this time. “Just cut off my tongue, why don’t you?” She bitterly said before shakily getting up, dusting herself off. “Oh, shit. Did…did I just win?”

“Yep! Sure did! Kinda wondering why Squidward’s music wasn’t involved as it should have, but that event idea sucked anyway.” A familiar voice told her from behind. From a fiery portal came the one that put her up to this mess. Baskerra Hellmane. “Congrats, girl! You’re the winner of the 10^th Silverscale Arena! How do you feel?”

“I feel like crushing you like a grape for putting me up to this to start with.” She hissed, getting in her face. “So, let me guess. This is the part where you ask me what wish I want and you’ll just twist it into some kind of ironic bullshit?”

“Wow. You must have a lot of pals with that attitude.” Basky huffed. “Then again, you’re kinda right about that first bit. Either way, I’ll send you back home as default, but is there literally anything you could ask for that this Hellhound could grant?”

Torque put a claw to her chin, thinking hard about it. Maybe a promotion? To get people from annoying the heck out of here? Bringing Jeri back to life? That’s when she got an idea. “How about making sure the joint I work at gets more funding? I dunno. Something that’ll help in the long run.”

“Deal!” Basky snapped her fingers. “Done! The squad can look forward to living wages, benefits, meals that aren’t always takeout, and generally better respect! Keep in mind…I can take this wish back if you let this all go to your heads.” She snarled as a warning. “Oh, and to sweeten the deal, an old friend of yours just got pulled over by your squad~”

She showed the Viper a picture of, of all people, Jeri getting captured by the Squad, his hands up and generally confused as to how he got there. “Jeri?! Ah, shit. I gotta go!”

“In a hurry to save his skin? That’s unlike you. Or maybe that’s been the real you for all this time and you just don’t wanna confront it. That you actually care about other people.” Basky pinched one of her cheeks. “That’s so cute! And healthy. It’s not good to bottle up your emotions.”

“Just send me back, bitch.” She hissed before another portal opened up. “Finally. After this…I’m gonna take a big nap. Anybody who wakes me up gets a lobotomy courtesy of me.” She flipped Basky the middle finger as she entered the portal, waving it around slowly to emphasize it.

With that, the Sluthound turned to the audience. “Well, that was ripping! Sure, a little got out of hand and the events were kinda kill-happy, but hey! Another great match and one before the month of terror itself! Good fight and good night!”

However, she couldn’t shake off something was wrong. That she forgot something. All the way back where the Zenith Rathalos and Scorching Heat Rathian fought, there was a pile of burnt bandages. No doubt, they belonged to the Stranger from before. Suddenly, they vanished, an horrendous evil laugh following.

As well as the loud sound of a Kabuki scream...

END OF EPISODE 10