r/whowouldwin Apr 14 '16

Character Scramble VI: Round 0

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Hey guys! Hope you came to play because it's time to get the scramble started!

The way Round 0 works is you just need to follow the prompt. Do that, and you get your team past their first challenge and onto the bracket!

Once you finish your write up, you MUST fill out at least your name on this form . After that, there is an optional survey you can fill out about the scramble and the process so far.

Round 0 will be due after Wednesday night, as Round 1A will hopefully be going up Thursday afternoon.


“Hey everyone, I’m Jules Winnfield.

“And I’m the ever interfering Speedwagon!

“Yes folks, our oh so wise fucking leader Phane has employed us to be your commentators tonight for such a momentous occasion.”

“Can you believe it? Phane has just announced the first official tournament for the Scramble Tag Team Championship! This is sure to be an exciting night, since the very first match of that tournament is tonight!”

“Well said, man. Now, keep your fucking panties on, because it’s not scheduled to happen for another-”

Before our announcer can finish, the arena grows dark. The crowd starts cheering in anticipation, when all of a sudden, the music pops, fireworks begin blaring, and a spotlight shines on the ring. Making their way there is none other than your very own Scramble team!

“What?”

“Say what again, motherfucker! I dare you, I-”

Jules is cut off from threatening Speedwagon when he sees the sheer awe of the tag team. Could this team be their future champions? The crowd quiets down as the one of the team members grabs a microphone… and begins to cut a promo. Right off the bat, they start gloating about why they’ll be the future champions, and why everyone should praise them. They’re a bit disorganized though, since this team only met each other around ten minutes ago, give or take.

Suddenly…

AWWWWWWWW CELO PHAAAANNNEEE! DON’T YOU DARE BE SOUR! CAHLAP FOR YOUR TWO TIME EARTH CHAMPS AND FEEEEEEEL THE POWAAAAAAAAAAH!

As if right on cue, the scramble team is cut off in the middle of their promo by none other than The New Day! It seems that the only way for your team to qualify for this scramble championship is if they beat this phony tag team.


Normal Rules

Team Preview: Look at all these obscure characters in the scramble! Give a brief summary of your characters in your post. Be sure to mention things like powers, personality, weaknesses, just stuff that the average reader should know before reading.

You Always Go Over: Wrestling is totally real and the fights are legit, never staged at all, promise. In your write up, your team needs to win. Even if you think your team would lose 9/10 times, mention that in your post, then say how your team wins 1/10 times.

Well, It’s the Big Show: The arena will always be able to hold all the wrestlers inside. No matter if you’re a giant robot, monster, or alien thing, you’ll always find a way to fit inside the ring. The ring is also indestructible, and won’t be destroyed because someone super strong jumped on it or anything like that.

Not Your Gimmick: Characters are assumed to be at the same power level they started the tournament at at all times. To clarify, this means you would not be able to loot Triple H of his Sledgehammer if you beat him in a previous round, or otherwise gain a competitive advantage based on anything that happened in a previous round. This is to aid your opponent in research of your character.

I Guess Every Superhero Needs His Theme Music: You can’t be a wrestling team without an entrance! Give your team a song that fits them. Doesn’t matter what type of song it is, as long as they have some sort of entrance music. It is common for there to be theme music for both each wrestler individually and one for the team, depending on who they are representing when they make their entrance.


Round Specific Rules

Trash Talk: You need to have each of your team members grab the microphone and tell the audience why they are going to become champions. You can use this opportunity to show off the research you’ve done on your team by having them brag about their abilities and how they’ll be an asset to their team.

Keep it in Kayfabe: Phane knows you’d destroy these guys in a real fight, which is why he’s done two things. One, he’s told you to keep kayfabe. That means that you need to pretend hits hurt even if they don’t, and hold back on your punches so you don’t destroy these frail humans in one hit. Secondly, he’s given each of the New Day some sort of buff. Big E has been given the strength and powers of Mr. Incredible, Kofi Kingston now has the agility and powers of 616 Spiderman, and Xavier Woods now has the strength and durability of Stitch. Otherwise, they are still the New Day, and will fight and perform like they are.

Match Type: This will be a 6-man tag team match. Only one member of the team will be out at a time. To switch, they need to go to their corner and tag one of their members into the match. To win, they’ll need to pin one of the New Day members for a three count. Of course, they are known to cheat and pull shenanigans in their matches, so it’ll be tough to keep them down. Then again, no one is saying you can’t play dirty either.

Are you not Entertained?: So while one of your characters may be able to end the match early, remember that this is supposed to be an entertaining tv show: It’s rare for a tag team match to not have everyone tag in at least once, and don’t forget to Ham it up for the crowd.

Manager Involvement: Ringside. They’ll be able to shout out tips at your team from the side of the ring. Due to their involvement in Phane’s WWE, they’ll have intimate knowledge of The New Day and their buffs. However, considering they just met the rest of their team members a few minutes ago, they might not know how to guide their team to use that information wisely.


Flavor Rules (Optional)

Locker Room Staredown: Mere minutes before you went on stage, Phane meets all of your team members in the locker room and tells them that from now on, they’ll all be on a team together. How do your members react to these total strangers that they’ll be on a team with for the rest of the scramble? Will they become friends instantly? Or bitter rivals who’ll try to one up each other for the entire tournament?

By God, He’s Broken in Half!: Announcers say some wacky shit during matches. If you so wish, you can fit the announcers into your writeup and have them provide commentary over the match. Your announcers tonight are Jules Winnfield (Pulp Fiction) and R.E.O Speedwagon (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure).

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u/7thSonOfSons Apr 14 '16 edited Apr 14 '16

Memories. Memories are a powerful thing. The Power of memories can spark us into action, drive us to achieve greater, to overcome what once we were too weak to do, to go where once we were afraid of. But form some, they spark other emotions. The can evoke Hope, or Rage, Grief, or Sorrow. Now they've come, hoping to rewrite history, to make those memories naught but a bad dream.

And where else but the grandest stage in all the worlds... ScrambleMania.

NOW ENTERING THE RING: TEAM MALICE IN MEMORIUM


FROM KINGDOM HEARTS! THE HEARTLESS HEARTTHROB HOT HEAD: AXEL, THE FLURRY OF DANCING BLADES!

Axel is a Nobody, all that remains of a person of great willpower who has lost their heart, leaving nothing but a body and soul. They are without memories of their past or the ability to feel emotions. Well... except for Axel. Thanks to his friendship with fellow Nobody Roxas, Axel learned how best to emulate the feelings of emotion, until it became almost second nature. But that's not what got him into the scramble. What got him here is his might, capable of dueling with Sora, The Keyblade's Chosen Warrior. With Speed, Strength, and Skill to at least offer Sora a fight, his skill is two fold: Melee combat with his duel chakrams, and his powerful manipulation and mastery of Fire. He's also got a head for backstabbing and manipulation, and damn if he isn't a pretty cool guy all around.


FROM ADVENTURE TIME! THE FATHER FIGURE-LESS ROCK MAIDEN: MARCELINE ABADEER, THE VAMPIRE QUEEN!

A Half-Demon Vampiress from the land of Ooo, Marceline has wandered the world for over a milenium. From the Mushroom Wars to the Vampire King, she's seen a lot of hell for one from such a cheery seeming series. Between being the daughter of the Demon King and absorbing the souls of several noteworthy vampires, she's got quite the repetoire of powers, from shape shifting, turning invisible, regeneration, and flight, as well as super strength and speed. She's also got a good set of pipes on her, and a knack for bass guitar, hence her also receiving the Devil Arm: Nevan. Between all this, the Vampire Queen's sure to not dissapoint.


FROM FRIDAY THE 13TH! THE MACHETE WIELDING MOM-COMPLEX MAD MAN: JASON VORHEES, THE CRYSTAL LAKE KILLER!

What can be said about Jason Vorhees, one of Horror's modern Icons? He's strong, he's fast, he's sneaky, and more than that, the guys damn near indestructible. From humble beginnings during his death at camp crystal lake, Jason Vorhees emerged from death to kill any who tread upon it's grounds. And when he got bored of that, he went to space. And when he bored of THAT, he fought supernatural demon monster Freddy Kreuger AND Ash Williams at the same time. AND WHEN HE GOT BORED OF THAT, he found his way into the Mortal Kombat Tournament. Yes, Jason's certainly had his share of insane adventures, and even more insane feats, and though he doesn't say as much as most in this scramble, it'll take more than Hell or High Water to stop him from taking the big gold belt.


AND FROM YU-GI-OH (ABRIDGED)! THE CYCLOPEAN DIVA DUELIST KING: MAXIMILLION PEGASUS, THE INVENTOR OF DUEL MONSTERS!

In the Beginning, there was just a boy and a girl. And then Girl Exploded. Then it was a man and his love of Egypt. And then an Egyptian stole his eye and gave him a thousands of year old golden replacement. Then it was a story of cyclops man and archeology. Until he discovered ancient egyptian gods that would destroy the world unless they got turned into the most powerful playing cards in the world. Except for those other playing cards. None of which THIS MAN needed! He is Maximillion Pegasus, Inventor of Duel Monsters, Archeologist, Artist, Spice Girls Enthusiast, Cheater, Tournament Host, and entrepeneur. Moving Beyond the Past to strive for his future, between Milenium Eye and his Eye for Fashion, Pegasus is the Manager your Manager could be, if they didn't suck.

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u/7thSonOfSons Apr 18 '16

PART 0: THE PEGASUS AND THE PLOT DEVICE

Maximillion pried himself from the wooden bench he had found himself waking up on. He rubbed his temple, looking around in the dark... locker room? It seemed like a locker room. His head was pounding, he'd woken up on a wooden seat, and he was all alone in the dark. But what was weird about it was, he didn't remember how he got there. There had been a strange man, a mysterious present, something about the fate of the world... and here he was. "Is this what it's like to be Yugi-Boy?" he pondered out loud.

"Ah, so you're awake," came a voice from the darkness. Pegasus turned his gaze into the darkness. Out of the shadows stepped a non-descript man, well dressed, holding a brief case.

"I am indeed, Phane my boy," came the duelists retort. It took Celo but a moment to remember why, exactly, he had chosen Maximillion Pegasus for this job, but that eye certainly cleared things up.

"Good to see that your eye's still in working condition, even out here," he replied, stroking his non-descript chin. "So listen up, Pegasus. I got a problem. See, rating are down. Way down. People just aren't interested in what I'm doing right now. Maybe it's the time of the year, maybe it's the themes I'm working, but for whatever reason, attendance is on a steep decline from last season."

"Ah, I see," Pegasus mused. "How positively meta."

"... I don't know what you're talking about. But I do know this: for whatever reason, people like you."

"Are you hitting on me?" Came Pegasus' response.

"What!? No," Phane retorted, the indignation visible on his otherwise unremarkable face. "No, I'm not hitting on you. What I'm doing is asking you for help. See, I got some rooks out in the hall, real raw balls of talent. Thing is, aint no way these kids are gonna play nice without some adult supervision. See what I'm getting at?"

"... So... You are hitting on me?" Pegasus inquired yet again.

"Still no. What I'm asking is, will you step in and manage of some of my talent for this years scramblemania?"

"Scramblemania? Oh, oh, you manage wrestling. You see, I thought you were talking about... never mind. Well, I don't want to be too presumptuous, let me meet this ''talent', and then we'll talk."

Phane nodded, before clapping his hands. Out in the hall, a large, well payed, suited ape opened the door. Revealing a pair of young individuals, both dressed in black. The taller of the two, a spiky haired punk with eye make-up and a black hood robe, was the first to speak up. "Kept us out there a while, eh, Phane? And who's this? Girlfriend of yours?"

"I'm a man," Pegasus responded flatly. "But thank you."

"Anytime," the young man responded without missing a beat. "The name's Axel. A-X-E-L. Got it memorized?"

Pegasus nodded "It's a four letter name, I think I can keep it at the ready. So tell me, Alex, what have you got going for you? Married to the ocean? Beavis and Butthead? What's your gimmick?"

"Gimmick? No, no you must have me confused with someone else." He clarified. With a flick of the wrists, two spiked wheels appeared in his hands, both dancing with flame. "See, I'm the real deal. As real as my kind gets, anyway."

Pegasus nodded, clearly impressed with the relatively minor trick of Axel's skill. He then turned his attention to the other figure. A thin, pale woman, dressed in clothes befitting a teenage punk-rocker. She floated just over the floor, her arms crossed. "And who might you be? A fellow fan of ABBA perhaps?"

"ABBA?" The girl wondered, before shaking her head. "Nah, man. I'm Marceline. I'm a demon. Or demoness, still not sure."

"Ooooooh, how very lovely. We haven't had a DEMONESS since GX, and I only made a cameo! Tell me all about it!"

"Ehh, just your normal vampire stuff. I'm pretty strong and stuff. It's the DEMON stuff that'll really make you say 'like, what?' Oh, and I'm a guitarist."

"Heh, hope you play better than the guy I know," Axel quipped, grabbing himself a nice slab of bench to sit on.

"Oh, I can rock alright," Marceline replied. Suddenly, a black and purple guitar-like instrument materialized in her hands. "It''s not my usual, but she's got a heck of kick to it."

Marceline launched into a heavy guitar solo, and with each note and hammer-on, a bolt of lightning or a spectral bat appeared, adding to the already powerful jam session. After a quick impromptu musical number, the vampire queen returned her new instrument to the hammer space from whence it came.

Axel let out a low whistle, "Not bad, not bad. Definitely better than Demyx."

Pegasus nodded. "Well, it was certainly no Viva Forever, but I suppose it shows some promise. I must say, Mr. Phane, if these are the two little talents you've given me, I can certainly use my abilities to get them ahead of the curve. If you know what I mean."

Phane looked at him with an eye raised. "You... Why did you add that to the end. Ya know what, I don't care. Look, if it was just Axel and Marceline, I wouldn't need you. These two seem... manageable, I guess would be the word. Ah, there he is."

Phane pointed to the far end of the locker room, still cloaked in shadow. Out of the mist walked a towering individual, a dull brown coat over his plain, older styled ripped clothes. In his hand, a machete. And on his face, a frayed hockey mask. Axel readied his weapons, and Marceline pulled Nevan back in hand, before Phane cleared his throat. "Lady, Gentleman, and Pegasus. I give to you... Jason Vorhees."

"Hmmm..." Pegasus circled around the man, checking his angles as he stood, unmoving and unbreathing. "Well, well, it seems Mr. Vorhees has more going on than you'd think."

"Yeah? How'd you come to that conclussion?" Axel wandered, still not yet lowering his blades.

As if in response, Pegasus pushed the hair from his face, revealing his artificial eye. "Let's just say that Wannabe isn't the only thing getting into your head while I'm around. Alright, Celo Phane. I'll take this bet. Team M.I.M. is officially formed."

Celo Phane clapped his hands, obviously pleased. "Great. First match is in 5. Look alive out there, and I'll bring ya back for another one. Good? Great!" And with that, he made his leave. The three more normal teammates looked at Vorhees, who turned his faze down at them.

"So... How about we get set up. You only get one first impression!" Pegasus suggested in a sing songy voice, before following after Phane. Axel and Marceline looked to one another, then to Jason. Unfortunately, in that moment, the murderer had vanished. With a hint of panic between the two of them, they raced after Pegasus.

(Sorry about the late reply, some real terrible family stuff at a real inopportune time. But I'm here, I'll be here, and I'll get it done. And you can Believe... That.)

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u/7thSonOfSons Apr 18 '16

PART 1/2: THE NEW TEAM VS THE NEW DAY

It didn't take long for Axel and Marceline to catch up with Pegasus. Fear had a way of motivating speed. "So, Max, you said something about M.I.M. What the glob was that all about?" Marceline inquired, looking over her shoulder periodically to check that the masked murderer wasn't stalking behind them.

"Well, I thought it would be obvious..." Pegasus sort-of replied. The other two followed behind in silence for a few moments before he clarified. "Well, I thought it would be obvious, turns out It's not, but that's not the point. The point is we're united. We've come together in trying times. We're like a big family. Or a band, if you will. Like..."

"The Spice Girls?" Axel finished, seemingly catching on with Pegasus' running theme.

"I would have said The Pussycat Dolls. We're not good enough to be The Spice Girls." He then turned, looked the both of them dead in the eyes, and added, sincerely, "Yet."

Somewhat empowered, but more so confused, Axel and Marceline took up places besides Pegasus as he stood, hand on the big steel doors. As their Theme began blaring out the speakers, the three exited onto the massive entrance ramp. Axel remained calm and cool, having pulled his hood up but a moment ago, keeping himself obscured. Marceline, however, was playing a more friendly facade, waving and smiling as she floated down the ramp. Pegasus' face was a mixture of absolute glee at the sea of adoring fans, and utter disgust at the ruination of one of his favorite masterpieces.

"Well, well, look at these smooth mothafuckas," came Jules voice over the cheers of the crowd. "Got a helluva smooth cracka, some straight-out-the-hood the hood mothafucka, and one lovely young lady."

"I cannot agree more, my old friend" Speedwagon added, both commentators eyeing up the three. "This M.I.M is certainly getting the audiences love. Even if they are short a member."

Marceline and Axel both stepped up to the ring apron, seperating the ropes for Pegasus to step through the center, the three stepping closer to the center of the ring as the song began to fade out. Mr. Phane stepped up behind them, tapping Marceline on the shoulder, catching her attention and handing her the microphone. "psst, hey, make it a show, alright?" he whispered.

Marceline gave an almost imperceptible nod as she took the microphone, turning to face the greater audience. "Uh... 'sup?" she started, the audience quieting to hear what she had to say. "So... uh... Name's Marceline. Half Demon? Vampire? Look, me and crowds got a special kind of relationship, and it's not with me talking." With a swipe of her hands, Nevan again formed in her hands. "Pegasus, you talk, I'll rock."

Pegasus nodded, far more confident with a microphone (or microphone shaped objects) close to his face. As he began to cut a more legitimate, more crowd drawing, promo, Marceline began to rock out, purple lightning arcing out over the stadium, bats forming and swarming around the stage. Now this was a way to draw the crowds attention.

"Well, well, looks like I'm doing the talking now," Pegasus quipped as he paced the mat a bit. "So then, let me tell you about my favorite subject: Me. I am Maximillion Pegasus, inventor of duel monsters, and owner of Industrial Illusions. But there's more than that. As you go deeper, you find a better experience. But what really is there to say? I'm a genius, I'm absolutely fabulous, and now I'm here, and now I've got the muscle to put us all on top!"

Axel chuckled lightly to himself as he took the microphone from his de facto manager. The crowd was certainly taking a shine to the three unlikely "heroes", but they were far from going over. "Not a bad speech, Maxi," came Axel's voice, his features still obscured by his robe. "But I think this crowd, our people, need more than a few innuendos and a rock show to really get it, y'know?" As he pulled his hood down, there was an audible collection of excited cheers from many a female in the audience, before Axel took his seat on the turnbuckle, talking to the audience like an old friend. "The name's Axel. Got it memorized? I'm what you'd call the face of this here M.I.M. And I'll make it clear right here at the start: We are the best there is. We are the best there was. We are the best that there will be. Scramblemania? Pfft, not likely. This year... This year is Axelmania!"

Axel's natural charisma, paired with the height of Marceline's riffs, and building off Pegasus' crowd drawing opener, meant that by this point, much of the crowd was firmly behind the newcomers. Many cheers were drawn by the ensamble cast. However, the crowds attention was soon drawn elsewhere as a new, more... upbeat voice came over the sound system.

"AAAAAAAAAAWWWWWW CELO PHANE! DON'T YOU DARE BE SOWAH! CUHLAHP FOR YOUR TWO TIME EARTH CHAMPIUNS AND FEEEEEEL THE POWAH!! IT'S A NEW DAY, YES IT IS!"

And with that, the cheers of the crowd became directed at the new entrants, as their own theme began to play. From out of the entrance ramp camp three of the most iconic men in wrestling entertainment: Big E., Xavier Woods, and Kofi Kingston. The three new talents seemed a bit confused when the cheers of the crowd were accompanied with chants of both "New Day Sucks" and "New Day Rules", but even still, the New Day seemed unfazed.

"Well, well, well, well, well, well, well," Big E. began. "Look at what we got here. Here in this great city of... here, we got a couple of negative Nancy's trying to stomp on our turf."

"Axelmania?" Kofi added, Big E. handing he mic to his partner. "Brother, let me tell you something: if that were the case. If you noobies got the far, there's only one word for that..."

"Tell us, Kofi, tell us. What word would you describe a wrestlemania where these... where these people are the main event?" Xavier prodded, trombone in hand.

"I think we know exactly what we'd call that wrestlemania, Xavier. There's one word that comes to my mind." Big E continued as they neared the ring.

"And only one word on mine too," Xavier continued, the three now stepping into the ring and staring down the opposing three.

They all gathered close together, so that all of their voices could come through the mic, and much of the crowd joined in a tremendous shout of a single, powerful "BOOTY!", sending the audience into a frenzy of cheers.

Smiling at the whole affair, Axel hopped down off the turnbuckle, standing in front of the trio, Marceline and Pegasus on his flanks. "So, you're The New Day? Gotta say, I'm not impressed."

All three made a face as though Axel had just slapped their collective mothers. "You... You couldn't even HOPE to understand." Xavier retorted directly at the red head. "We've got it all. We've got the looks," he stated as Big E posed. "We've got the magic," he continued, Kofi making a makeshift unicorn horn on his forehead from his hands. "And more than that, we've got... THE MOVES!" And with that, all three began to gyrate.

Marceline scoffed. "Geeze, and I thought Bonnie was a dork. These guys are like... turbo-dweebs." Pegasus nodded in agreement. The indignation on The New Days face was visible from the nosebleeds.

"One more quip, I say, I say one more quip from any of you, and we're gonna have a throw down Right. Here!" Big E shouted, a vein noticeably forming on his forehead.

Pegasus now took the mic, looking at the three of them, his milenium eye glinting beneat his hair. He paused for a moment, before finishing, slyly. "Unicorns aren't real."

Big E. and Kofi had to physically restrain Xavier from attacking the manager there and now. "YOU WANT A MATCH WITH THE NEW DAY!?! YOU'VE GOT A MATCH WITH THE NEW DAY! JULES, RING THE BELL!"

"Bitch, don't talk to me that way unless you want a bullet in yo damn head."

"Oh, uh, I mean, Mr. Winnfield, could you please officiate this match for us? Please and thank you?"

"That's better," and with that, the golden bell was rung.

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u/7thSonOfSons Apr 19 '16

PART 1: BIG ECREDIBLE VS THE DANCING BLADES

"The following contest is a tag-team match scheduled for one fall!" Speedwagon announced as the two teams formed up in their corners. "In this corner, weighing a combined Seven Hundred and Thirteen Pounds, the defending champions, the NEW DAY!" The crowd erupted again into cheers as the three began to dance to their announcement.

"And in this corner, The challengers, accompanied by Maximillion Pegasus, The WWWWWE's Premier cross-gender tag team: M.I.M!!!" Axel and Marceline waved to the split crowd, not thinking much of the three across from them. Pegasus, however, was already at work really sizing up the competition.

"Careful up there, Alexis. He's meatier than he appears. And he's plenty meaty!" He called out, his arms folded across his chest.

Axel smirked as his chakrams materialized in his hands. "I've fought bigger."

Again, the golden bell rung, and Big E clammored with surprising swiftness towards Axel, fist drawn back, prepared to strike. Putting out hand, Axel blocked the punch with his weapons, a smirk never leaving his face. "Powerful, for sure, but you're just too slow. I take it Big E isn't known for his Big Brain?" Axel inquired, his face a few inches from his foe. As Big E brought his head back for the oft-ill fated headbutt, Axel vanished.

Looking around himself, Big E found Axel sat yet again on one of the turnbuckles, his legs stretched out upon the top rope. One of his weapons spun just beyond the grasp of his hand. "Much too slow. Ah well, a moving target is still a target." As Langstrom lunged after the redhead. Axel threw both rings at the larger combatant, both bouncing off harmlessly. Axel gave a short, single, laugh of amusement. As Big E brought his arms around to grapple where Axel had once been, he caught nothing but shadow as Axel again vanished.

Not a moment later, a geyser of flames and fireworks emerged from the ring corner, singing Big E's eyebrows and seriously pissing him off. "Come on, New Day, you're not tired already?" he mocked from the opposite corner. He spread his arms to the side, his chakrams beginning to spin rapidly just beyond his reach. As Big E charged him for the third time, Axel quickly began throwing the bladed rings at his foe. The damage for each throw was minimal, but each ring did a little bit more than the last. As Big E came close, Axel made to disappear yet again, but found himself anchored to that spot. Axel turned to see both Kofi Kingston and Xavier Woods had a tight hold of his legs.

"What the what?" Marceline exclaimed, looking to Pegasus. "They're allowed to do that?"

"Well, technically no, but as in Duel Monsters, sometimes the rules are little more than suggestions," Pegasus responded as though it were obvious. Marceline nodded, Nevan again appearing in her hands.

Back in the ring, Axel brought his chakrams in front of him, attempting to dissuade Big E from attacking. It did little good, as Axel was scooped up in his arms, brought up over her shoulder, and slammed head first into the mat. Momentarily dazed, Axel lay across the mat as Big E climbed atop of him, holding his wrists down. A nearby referee hit the deck, smacking his hand against the ring.

Axel struggled against his much larger opponent, but to little avail. As the ref's hand went down a second time, a sharp, heavy sound could be heard by the both of them, before a powerful bolt of purple lightning came down directly on Big E. The sudden shock and pain forcing him away from Axel, as now even his hair was smoking.

"Well, it seems a bolt out of the blue is all that kept Axel in this match," Speedwagon commented, his attention thus far wrapped in the match.

"Right, yeah," Jules scoffed. "That was more like a bolt out of Ooo if you ask me. I see you, Marcy."

Marceline shrugged as she climbed her way onto the Ring apron. Axel rose back to his feet. As Big E stepped to the ropes, he raeched his hand out, tagging in Xavier Woods. "Oh, I see. 'tag' match." He walked to the side, taking Marceline's hand "Tag, you're in."

"I can handle a band geek," Marceline quipped, pulling herself through the ropes to square off with Xavier, his trombone still in hand. A smile formed on her face as the two prepared for the attack.

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u/7thSonOfSons Apr 19 '16

PART 2: EXAVIER 626 VS THE VAMPIRE QUEEN SORTA

The two stared each other down, Marceline's fingers itching to play, and Xavier's arms tense to attack. Suddenly, he crossed his arms shaking his head.

"Not gonna do it," He said.

"Wait... what?" Marceline responded, very much confused.

"I'm not gonna wrestle a girl. What would Mama Woods say if she saw me manhandling a teenager on TV?" He turned to look to his teammates, both of whom nodded in agreement.

"Mama Woods is crazy," Big E added reassuringly.

"Uhh.. well... I guess there's not much I can do to change your mind?" She offered.

Xavier shook his head. "Rule #4 of The New Day: Never Hit a Woman. Even a vampiress, and even for the tag team titles."

"That's... oddly specific."

Xavier shrugged. "So uhh... if you want to tag out and let us continue the match, it would be highly appreciated."

Marceline sighed, putting her face in her hand. "Right, yeah, whatever." She stepped back to the ring, tagging back in a distracted Axel.

"Wait, what? Marceline, you can't actually be serious right now!" Axel responded as she climbed out of the ring.

"Eh, it's the rules, right?" Marceline responded. Pegasus shook his head. "Oh, well... uh... good luck?"

Unfortunately for Axel, still outside the ring, his distraction was the perfect time for him to get drilled by Kofi, tackling him to the hard floor. He tagged in Big E, who tossed Axel over the ring ropes. The three of them continued the chain of tagging, stomping, and repeating, and it was pretty clear Axel wasn't getting anywhere.

"Oooh, the Newcomer Nobody is having a hell of a time with that Unicorn Stamped. I don't see how he could esca-"

Instantly, a sound could be heard all throughout the now silent audience. The New Day stopped their assault, all three familiar with the origins of such a sound. They held each other close, looking all around as the lights in the arena flickered on and off. The big screen went dark, as a haunting melody began to fill the stadium. Until, suddenly, the lights gave one last long flicker, and died, plunging the entire stadium into darkness.

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u/7thSonOfSons Apr 20 '16

PART 3: JASON VS THE WORLD!

The lights came back on a moment later. Not all of them, mind you. Only the stage lights set on the ring returned, an eerie murmer of the audience the only hint that The New Day was not alone. At some point, Axel had been pulled from the ring, now nowhere to be seen. The New Day was stood, huddled together in the corner of the ring as the last note of the theme petered off into silence. They looked around, searching for any signs of what intruder had intruded on their match.

But none showed themselves.

A long, tense minute passed. Slowly, the new day seperated, still shaky at the implications. Their eyes were still darting about, but they were no longer frozen in fear. Nervously, they took stock of themselves, ten toes, ten fingers, two eyes, the whole thing. When they were sure they were all in working condition, they did their best to pick up momentum again.

"Tha- That was real dirty, Vampire Girl!" Big E called out into the microphone, still turning about, his voice lacking some of it's usual confidence.

"Think you... you could scare us with cheesy movies?" Xavier continued, his knees only now stopped shaking.

"Unfortunately," came the more confident (not that that was saying much) voice of Kofi, "It takes more than an 80s reference to stop The New D-"

At that moment, Kofi felt a cold mist brush against his back. He saw both his teammates face turn from nervous bravado to abject terror. Big E Langston's mouth hung agape as he slowly backed away from Kofi, while Xavier had fallen on his backside, scooting into the corner as best he could. Looking over his shoulder, Kofi caught the slightest glimpse of a dull white hockey mask before he felt a hand on his throat.

Kofi's hands snapped to the thick arm now so easily lifting him from the mat by his neck. He could feel the fingerprints being ingrained into his skin. Just in front of him was the Icon himself: Jason Vorhees. He looked up slightly, and Kofi could feel the madmans eyes boring into him. As he continued to struggle to break free of Jason's grasp, Jason reeled back and hulred the man, head-side-down, against the furthest turnbuckle. Kofi slumped slightly, the impact leaving him damn near unconscious.

Jason turned and looked at Big E, now as far from the jacketed serial killer as he could manage. He pointed at the New Dayer, causing a most unmanlylike shriek from the large man. Jason's arm lowered slightly, his aim now directed squarely at the microphone Big E still clung to. Nodding submissively, Big E moved slowly and carefully towards Jason, offering him up the device. The second it left his hand, Big E clammored quickly and panickedly into the opposite corner of Kofi's barely able-body.

Jason held the device up to his face, as though he were going to cut a promo. The lights had by now returned fully, but the audience remained as stunned as ever. Jason seemed either very interested, or very confused by the instrument he now held. Xavier now fully in his right mind (as right as it got), rose up to his feet, slowly and quietly walking besides Jason. He put a hand on the big guys shoulder, as friendly as he could. Jason's attention snapped to the trombonist.

"H-Hey, Jason..." He began, trying his best to woo the serial killer. "Y-Y'know what might get you th-through all of this? The P-Power of Positivity!"

Big E nodded, slowly approaching the pair themselves. "Y-yeah, Xavier's right. With some New Day m-magic, and maybe some booty-o's, you can..." Big E stopped as his attention turn to Big E. Xavier could see the muscles in Jason's neck tense up, as though he were ready to strike. Taking the initiative, he grasped at his trombone and brough it hard as he could against Jason's head.

The instrument shattered on impact, and was accompanied by a scream of terror from Xavier. Jason turned his attention back to Xavier, his fingers closing together in a tight fist. Seeing his chance to escape, Big E turned and began running off the mat, and up the exit ramp. Jason cracked his neck, pushing Xavier to the floor before looking to the ramp. Big E had fallen and was not scooting backwards from the ring, his body not quite reacting like he needed now. With a quick few steps backwards, Jason vanished into the mist that seemed to accompany his very presence.

A brief few seconds later, he retunred to the ring, Big E's ankle in his hand. Xavier looked up at the killer, barely able to move, let alone stand, before his partner's body came down on his smaller frame with extreme prejuidice. Xavier was out in an instant, but Big E was consious enough for a second slam into the matt before he collapsed.

Jason turned to stare down the referee, who held his hands up in self defense. "Yeah, yeah, that's it, y-you win!" Jason turned back, walking towards the exit. Without looking, he threw the microphone he still clutched, directly into the now fully aware hands of Axel.

"And... your winner, by total knockout, is TEAM M.I.M!" Came the voice of Speedwagon, trying to rouse the crowd from a slightly horror stricken stupor. Sure enough, the cool tones of Speedwagon, combined with the hasty exit of Jason Voorhees hmself, was enough to get most of the crowd back into the swing of things. Pegasus quickly escorted Marceline and Axel towards the locker room.

"No time for grandstanding, children. Remember the third rule of Team Maximillion Pegasus: leave them wanting more!" He stated in a sing songy tone. There would be time for understanding later. For now, they were a team in this whole big thing. For better or worse, they were stuck with each other.

--END--

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u/7thSonOfSons Apr 16 '16

OKAY! I've watched two kingdom hearts fullplays, watched the Staked miniseries, watched a handful of FT13's, and watched all of early YGTAS. Tonight, M.I.M is coming at you. LIVE.

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u/Cleverly_Clearly Apr 16 '16

If Axel doesn't say "Got it memorized?" then the entire Scramble will be ruined.

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u/7thSonOfSons Apr 16 '16

Are you implying "Got it Memorized" ISN'T going to be the way he starts every match, ala "Let Me Get a Hell Yeah"? To the point where, in later rounds, the Audience is gonna get in on it?

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u/Cleverly_Clearly Apr 16 '16

This Scramble is going to be so great.

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u/Stranger-er Apr 16 '16

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u/7thSonOfSons Apr 18 '16

I really lucked out this scramble. I have a cute redhead, and a cute girl, but they're different people. Oh, the indignity.

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u/Stranger-er Apr 18 '16

What's worse, going by all the AxelxRoxas fan fiction, you can't even ship him with anybody. :P

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u/7thSonOfSons Apr 19 '16

A new ship every week. The Seduction of Scramblemania: An Axel X Harem Fantasy.

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u/Cleverly_Clearly Apr 19 '16

Axel's Ultimate Harem

The whole story will just be Axel sitting in a booth at a diner, describing his sexual conquests to Roxas.