r/whowouldwin • u/OddDirective • Oct 18 '22
Event Character Scramble 16 Round 2: Rockin' Rockin'
Round 2: Rockin’ Rockin’
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DAY 4
The mission the Game Master gives this week is simple and also quite complex. “Topple the ruler of the A-East arena. You have three hours. Fail, and face erasure.” They aren’t being so forthcoming with information on what that means, so that’s a challenge your Players will have to overcome. Another hurdle is actually gaining access; there’s something in the way of getting in the actual arena, be it knowledge on the target or a situation set up by the Game Master preventing access to the arena. This leads into a scramble to get the multiple things needed to resolve this, but with some outside assistance (hint: your Reaper), your team could get past it quicker than others.
(Some examples of obstacles and situations preventing access: Separate clues to the identity of the ruler or what is meant by ‘the arena’, a techie that needs specific items to go on with the scheduled show tonight, a gourmand Support Reaper manning the barrier to the way in that needs ingredients, a Resident Evil-style lock puzzle, a heist-type setup for a specific back entrance, or having to cure certain people of Noise infestation so they can open the doors.)
Whatever way they get through it, the team reaches the inside of the arena to face off against the ruler of the arena- and their target meets them on stage. It’s a battle under the lights, and the amps are turned all the way to 11. It’s time to play!
The enemy team can factor into this in a couple ways- obviously, if a member of the enemy team is the ruler of A-East, that’s one way to do it, but they could be individuals keeping you from obtaining the things you need to get in, or they could be a rival team trying to take down the boss before your team can. Whatever the case, they’re going up against you at some point in this round, so prepare to face off!
Scramble Rules
Let ‘Em Know Who You Are: Every participant this season received four characters on their team, but many of them might not be a household name. To aid with readability, please give a brief introduction and summary of your characters, with enough information so the average reader can get excited for your team before starting.
This World Ends With You: Your writeup will depict a scenario where your team succeeds. Even if your team has a one in a million chance of overcoming the odds, show what they’d need to do to come out on top against the challenge in front of them!
Everybody Has Their Own World: Writers are allowed to make changes to their characters in their narrative to fit their story, such as allowing power stealers to gain more powers, teaching martial artists new techniques, or having characters gradually grow in strength between rounds. However, you are not beholden to following what your opponent is doing. When facing another team, you are only required to write their characters as they were submitted. This is to help with ease of research, and make things more fun for both sides.
Round Rules
Setting: This round’s original setting is A-East, in particular a music venue or other performance arena, which in the original games is in a more seedy area. The main thrust of the setting is a showy place for a ‘boss fight’, so any location with a stage would work excellently. With regards to getting there, however, there is a possibility your Players would have to search far and wide, in other locations around the city. If you can’t conceive of it another way, think of it like a fetch quest.
Key Points: The main idea of the round is the following. Your Players must enter into an arena of some description or renown, and defeat a single enemy there. That being said, there is a multi-part obstacle keeping them from getting in, which the Players and Reaper have to resolve on the way. After overcoming this, the team enters into the arena and faces off against the enemy or enemies there. The enemy team must oppose them at some point, but it can be during the multi-part obstacle and/or at the arena.
Post Limit: For this round, writers will be limited to 6 posts, or 60k characters. While it is fine to go a little bit over, anything that far surpasses this limit will be automatically disqualified. This limit does not include intro posts, or analysis of the matchup.
Due Date: Writeups will be due at 11:59 PM CST on Monday, October 31st. That’s about two weeks. At that point, the thread will be locked, and voting will go up for a few days afterwards.
Flavor Suggestions
peaceful day: Your Players participated in at least one other day before this, though they didn’t run into any trouble in terms of teams opposing them. Or maybe they did! Whatever happened that day is up to you, and you can describe it if you want; just be mindful of the space you’re working with and that you need to complete the round.
The One Star: Your team’s goal is to defeat one specific enemy- in the original game, it was a bat Noise boss fight, and another monster certainly would fit the description. That being said, there is also the option of making it a member of the enemy team, either a Player or their Reaper, which of course seems sensible. There’s also a third option of making it a different character entirely. Who or what the ruler is is totally up to you.
Kill the Itch: While the mission doesn’t specify lethality, this might be the first time your team has fought directly against the enemy team members, and erasure can be introduced by having to erase the other Players on the enemy side. How would your team react to them being the cause of others’ nonexistence- or would they try to take them down nonlethally? Would they not even fight the enemy team, for fear of erasing them? Or, alternatively, would they be a bit too enthusiastic about eliminating the competition?
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u/Proletlariet Oct 26 '22 edited Oct 31 '22
“Hey!” Hob cried. “Get the hell up! I didn’t break a deal with Shredder so you could keel over dead.”
“Cease your prattling! He is gone from you.” The Shredder boomed. “Make your choice Edward. Purge your hesitations and embrace despair, or succumb and die a weakling! Guan Yu, you are not finished!”
Guan Yu walked to Shredder’s side of the arena. He threw down his halberd and leaned wearily against the cratered wall.
“Your lesson has been taught. I will not fight a broken man. I may have abandoned hope, but I will not forsake my pride.”
“Insolent old fool!” Karai barked. “I’ll finish this Grandfather.” She leapt down into the arena. Her sword flashed as she landed, and fresh blood erupted from Edward’s prone back.
Karai raised her sword high, ready to end it all.
“Shit!” Hob reached for his gun but he’d seen how fast Karai could move and already knew quickdrawing her was hopeless.
A yellow streak blitzed by him. Metal flashed.
21’s wings spread over Edward like a guardian angel. By some miracle the fat man had moved fast enough to catch Karai’s sword between his knives.
Karai ground her sword into 21’s block. “You dare interfere with the Shredder’s will?” She roared.
21 pushed back, leveraging brute strength to and force her out of the clash. “I dare a lot of things.”
Hob’s gun was in his hand. He trained it on Shredder, still seated in his throne.
“Oh no! Boss!” Tita yelped. Hob pulled her cap down over her eyes with his free hand before she could cause him any trouble.
“We’re leaving.” He announced. “All three of us. I’ll find my own way out you rusty psychopath. And if you even think of coming after us, I’ve got much bigger guns than this cached across the city and more than enough ammunition to drill that fancy armour into scrap.”
KRAK!
Hob’s ears pricked up at the sound of a discharging firearm. A bullet ripped through the throne room’s right wall.
KRAKRAKRAKRAKRAK!
More bullets drilled through, leaving behind a perforated semicircle.
KRAKOOM!
The perforated segment of wall burst inwards, revealing the sneering face of Yoichi Hiruma, flanked by his army of Monokumas.
“Bigger guns, huh, you fucking fleabag?” Hiruma cackled. “You mean like this one?”
He hefted an enormous machinegun and began firing wildly into the air. The sound was deafening. Powdered concrete rained from the ceiling over their heads.
“Waah! More intruders!” The still-blinded Tita threw herself at Hob and began blindly pounding her fists against Hob’s side. “Gimme back my remote! I need to call in the robots!”
A swarm of bullets buzzed just over their heads. Tita threw herself prone, covering her head in her hands.
“Zip it, shitty mechanic!” Hiruma barked. “In fact, everybody shut up and pay attention. I promised I’d spoil that fucking copycat’s fun and now it’s time to reap what he’s sowed. Monokumas! Let’s see ‘Maneater Lockdown!’ Hut!”
The robots surged through the opening, rushing to cover them. 21 and Karai made to confront them, but several appeared at the edge of the arena pit and threatened them with with their football grenades. Two more made their way up the side of Shredder’s throne platform.
Hob shot two of the the four that rounded on him and Tita, but he only had so many bullets. Looked desperately to Shredder. “Hey! It’s your base being invaded! Why don’t you get off your ass and do something?”
“Ignore that fool, grandfather!” Karai called. “Say the word and I will end his pathetic life for you!”
But Shredder remained silent and motionless.
KRAKRAKRAKRAKRAK!
Another staccato burst drew Hob’s attention. Hiruma cackled madly. He whipped out a thick black notebook, which he held aloft above his head.
“Fucking copycat probably knows what’s coming to him. I’ve done all the digging I need!” Hiruma opened the book, grinning evilly as he drank in the salacious contents. “Get ready for your puny minds to be blown. That asshole is actually---”
BLAM!
Another gunshot?
Suddenly the room was full of smoke.
“What the hell?” Hob muttered. He tried to squint through the smoke but it was too thick. All he could make out was the blurry shape of Shredder on his throne before the smoke completely suffused.
All was reduced to shadowy smudges and grey outlines. The shapes of the high pillars seemed to writhe like serpents---one sprouted spindly limbs before Hob blinked his vision clear again and it returned to normal.
Guan Yu grunted loudly.
“Watch it!” Karai shouted.
“How?! None of us can see?” 21 complained.
Something brushed against Hob. “Huh?” He whirled blindly.
“All Foot Soldier Units! Get to the throneroom and eliminate the Monokuma intruders!”
That was Tita’s voice! Little bastard must’ve stolen back her controller.
Seconds later Hob heard the trample of heavy footsteps burst through the entrance.
There was a violent clatter of metal scraping metal.
Then, silence.
After about half a minute, the smoke cleared.
The Monokumas had been dealt with. Every one of them lay hacked apart with circuitry exposed. Shredder’s Foot Soldiers stood frozen over their corpses holding motionless blades.
“Holy shit.” 21 swore.
Hirum was lying facedown across the steps of the arena pit. Blood spread across the back of his jersey, staining his white player number the same colour as the rest of the fabric.
Ding, Dong! Bing, Bong!
Hob’s Prison Handbook chimed inside his pocket.
”A body has been discovered!”
After a certain amount of time, which you may use however you like, a class trial will begin!