-1Video game Battle Royale
60 Video Game Characters
A battle to the death
1 winner.
Who will be victorious!?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these video game characters. They are all owned by beings much more powerful than I, so don't sue me x(.
List of contestants
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1. Toejam
2. Earl
3. Peach
4. Yoshi
5. Psycho Mantis
5. Kirby
6. Ness
7. Captain Falcon
8. A lemming
9. Cloud
10. Squall
11. Sephiroth
12. Sonic
13. Tails
14. Snake
15. Vectorman
16. Bloodrayne
17. Link
18. Zelda
19. Ganondorf
20. Mr. Game and watch
21. Marth
22. A Zergling
23. Gunstar green
24. Mario
25. Luigi
26. Bowser
27. Dr. Robotnick
28. Voldo
29. Nightmare
30. A Random Grunt (From Halo)
31. Fox
32. Slippy
33. Pikachu
34. Jigglypuff
35. Mewtwo
36. The pitfall dude (Aka: Bob. For all intents and purposes.)
37. Donkey Kong
38. Cranky Kong
39. Q'Bert
40. Pac Man
41. Bubsy
42. Rash (One of the Battletoads)
43. Billy (One of the double dragons)
44. Bonks
45. Leisure suit Larry (The original one)
46. Crash Bandicoot
47. Spyro the dragon
48. Master chief
49. Parappa the rapper
50. Little Mac
51. Lara croft
52. Samus
53. Liu Kang
54. Kabal
55. Wario
56. Alucard
57. Megaman
58. Tanya (From C&C)
59. Crono
60. Riu
Chapter 1
As Bob made his way through the dense and polluted city he snuck another look at the small piece of parchment in his hand. In thick bold letters it read:
You have been chosen to help shoot the up and coming Super Smash Brothers installment!
Come to the Nintendo headquarters on February 1st and bring your best moves!
Bob chuckled. He had heard of Super Smash brothers. It was some video game that exploited famous people and such. Bob recalled that the Nintendo company used heroes such as Mario and Squall as sort of a starting base. They implemented some sort of weird technology to capture their movements and put them into the game as fighting moves.
"But why put me in the sequel?" Bob thought. "I mean, sure, I escaped a huge jungle full of scorpions alive and all, but that's nothing compared to what some of these other guys and girls have done. I mean, most of them completely saved the universe and crap! All I did was yell like Tarzan and manage to avoid some crocodiles.
Try as he might though, Bob couldn't help felling a small surge of pride as he approached the humongous building that was the Nintendo headquarters.
"Wow…cool…" Bob thought as he entered through the large and shiny blue doors.
Bob smiled and made his way to the front reception desk. There was a cute anime-style girl filing her nails there.
"Um…excuse me?" Bob said nervously. The girl behind the counter looked up at Bob with disinterest.
"Yea?" She said absently.
"I uh…" Bob said, starting to become a little nervous. "I'm here for the uh…Super Smash Brothers shooting."
The girl barely even reacted and simply thrust her finger to her left.
"Take the elevator to the top floor." She said curtly.
Bob looked to where she had pointed. There was indeed an elevator there.
"Oh!…Um…right. Thanks!" Bob managed to mumble out. The girl instantly went back to the intensely important task of filing her nails.
"Top floor huh?" Bob thought as he made his way to the elevator.
Bob pushed the up button to the side of the elevator and prepared to wait, but the doors popped open almost immediately, catching Bob a little off guard and causing him to yelp slightly.
"I'm stuck in a jungle for a lousy year and I get terrified of elevators…sheesh." He said to himself in embarrassment.
Bob sighed and slowly walked inside the rather large box that was the elevator. It was an odd beige color, and trite jazz played softly overhead.
What happened next went by too fast for Bob to react. As soon as he stepped all the way into the elevator, the doors instantly sprung shut behind him and the lights turned off suddenly.
Surrounded by complete blackness all of a sudden, Bob panicked and felt the walls with his hands, fearing a malfunction. An instant later, he heard soft hissing noise.
"Wh-what?" Bob said quietly, straining to hear the noise. "What's wrong with th-…"
Bob's words were cut off as he suddenly felt tremendously drowsy. A few moments later, he collapsed on the ground unconscious.
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"Ugh…"
"No…"
"Stupid…"
"Crocodiles…"
Bob finally awoke with a start.
"HUH!? Wha!?"
"Alarm didn't go off…wha-whazIsupposa do today?" He slurred to himself.
Bob suddenly realized that he wasn't laying in his bed, he was on the ground. Concrete by the feel of things.
Bob quickly stood up and looked around. He instantly noticed two things. One, was that he was in a very large and bare room. And the second, he was surrounded by a myriad of strange people…
"People…"
"I…I know who these people are!" Bob suddenly thought.
He saw some of them through the dense crowd of people standing up. Directly in front of him was a fairly short man in red overalls, he was whispering quietly to an attractive young women who was wearing rather old-fashioned pink dress.
"No way…" Bob thought to himself. "I must be at the shooting! But…but why was I…"
Bob looked around some more. Noticing more and more faces that he recognized…famous faces…
There were a couple of strange yet cute and small creatures looking around in wonderment nearby.
A very peculiar man wrapped up in white strips hung by a rafter in the ceiling.
An intimidating individual with some sort of space suit on was tapping her foot in anticipation.
A gruff looking man over to Bob's left was smoking a cigarette and looking down at the ground.
They all looked…
Confused…
Bob had to admit that he was confused as well. "What is all this?…" He asked himself.
As if on cue, a large bang was heard. Bob stood on his toes and tried to get a better view of what was going on. Through a small gap in the crowd, he vaguely saw something small making it's way through a rectangular gap in the wall. Bob soon realized that it was a door that the thing had walked through.
"May I have your attention please!?" A voice suddenly said.
Everyone in the room turned and looked over towards where the voice came from.
"Wh…what?" Bob thought amazed. "No way…"
It was Pichu!
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The small yellow creature was indeed Pichu. Bob had heard about it. It had tagged along with the infamous Jigglypuff and Pikachu as they defeated the powerful Mewtwo…
Bob noticed that Pichu held a strange black box in it's hands next to it's throat.
"This device I hold is a pokemon voice modulator!" Pichu started. "It allows me to speak to you all in a universal language that all of you can understand, even those of you who don't speak English." That way I don't sound like I'm saying my goddamn name over and freaking over!"
Pichu's sudden change of tone was a little startling to say the least.
"Congratulations everyone!" Pichu said triumphantly. "You have all been selected to take part in the first ever Battle Royale!!"'
Receiving many confused faces, Pichu continued.
"This is how the contest works…" Pichu said evily. "You have to kill everyone else until you are the only survivor!"
Instantly a large din arose from the crowd, loud and confused voices started clamoring abundantly.
"BE QUIET!" Pichu suddenly yelled. After a few moments, the noise subsided.
"You have all been tricked into coming to the Nintendo headquarters one way or the other. We then drugged you and carried you off to here." Pichu made a motion with it's arms and suddenly dozens of soldiers came barreling into the building, all toting high powered weapons.
"There will be 60 of you in total." Pichu said with an evil grin. "But a couple of you had to be heavily restrained so they will join us at the last second." Pichu motioned to one of the soldiers next to him. The gruff man pushed a small button on a remote and instantly a large screen appeared in the front of the room. On the screen was a map image of some sort.
"This is a view of the island that you are currently on right now." Pichu said with a wave of his arm. "There is no escape, so don't even try."
Suddenly a small clamor arose in the crowd. Many worried and nervous voices started chatting away. Suddenly, someone broke their way through the crowd towards where Pichu stood.
It was a man. A very large man wearing dark style raggedy clothes and cape. The man practically towered over the small yellow pokemon.
"Do you honestly think that you can keep someone like me confined!?" The man asked angrily.
"Ah…" Pichu said calmly. "Ganondorf…so nice to meet you…however, I wouldn't suggest you try anything funny."
"Why not!?" Ganondorf said, getting even more red in the face.
"Because of the implant I made in all of your necks." Pichu said with a grin.
This of course brought an immediate reaction out of the entire room. Everyone suddenly stopped and felt their necks over. Sure enough, each and everyone of them had a small bump they could feel on their neck somewhere. (Except for the few people who's necks were hard to find, like Jigglypuff, they just had a bump in that general region.)
"You see…" Pichu continued. "I have injected some Nano machines into your systems that will allow me to monitor your location and your health status."
Snake's mind recalled his mission in Alaska. "Nano Machines huh…" He thought nervously.
"These nano machines also serve a greater purpose." Pichu said with a huge grin. "If any of you try to escape, or try and funny business…I will be able destroy you from the inside out!"
Another loud clamor arose from the crowd, but this time it was broken up by a large growl.
"ARRRGH! YOU LITTLE BASTARD!" Ganondorf suddenly yelled. "I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!"
Ganondorf suddenly made a sharp move towards Pichu with his left arm. Black and purple energy was pulsating around it.
But he stopped…
He stopped dead in his tracks.
Bob watched in complete amazement. Pichu had done something…was it a….a wink?…He didn't seem to even lift a finger…but yet…
Ganondorf's body suddenly started contorting visciously. He screamed wildly and threw his arms up into the air. Before the crowd could react or say anything, a small pop was heard…and…Ganondorf's body was suddenly…gone!
Bob looked in complete shock. All that seemed to remain where Ganondorf was were a few crumbs of….of…stuff!
Pichu shook his head left and right and frowned slightly. "Tsk tsk." He said, breaking up the horrible silence. "That's a shame…BUT oh well! Moving on…I don't know if you noticed from our old friend Ganon, but your powers are still intact, so use them against each other as much as you want. I have even let some of you keep your precious weapons…but don't try anything funny, like I said." Pichu's ears twitched as he suddenly pulled a piece a paper out of nowhere.
"You will leave this room and onto the island one by one as I call your name…nothing is against the rules…a soon as you go out there, it's every person for themselves. And the last person left alive is the grand winner! Alright, now is there any questions?" Pichu said happily.
A large frog coughed slightly and made his way trough the crowd slightly.
"Yes, um…why are you doing this?" he asked timidly.
"Well I'll explain Slippy…" Pichu started. "You see…the last installment of Super smash Brothers was the final straw. EVERYWHERE I went people were like, Pichu!? PICHU!? He sucks!? Don't ever be Pichu! Pichu is for Noobs! He hurts himself with his own moves!! BAH!! I will show the world that PICHU is ALL-POWERFUL!! MWAHAHAHAHA"
(This might have been scarier had it not come out of an adorable little pokemon.
"Alright, no more fucking questions." Pichu said irritably. "Lets kick things off shall we!? Pichu took the piece of paper in his hand and unfolded it slowly.
"Alright then…starting with…TOEJAM!!" Pichu yelled.
"That be me!"
The voice came from a strange, red alien-type creature near the front. He looked around cautiously for a second, but then sauntered his way over to the door in a sort of strut, he never one to really feel nervous in high-pressure situations.
The list continued. One by one individuals were called and then thrust out the door into the competition.
When Pichu mentioned #11's name, some of the crowd gasped. They thought Sephiroth was dead…But…sure enough…a moment later, 3 soldiers burst in through the side door escorting in an intimidating looking man with long white hair.
"How did they ever manage to drug him?" Bob couldn't help but wonder.
One by one…more and more people of the crowd was forced into the contest…until…finally…
"BOB!" Pichu yelled.
Bob gulped solemnly and nervously made his way towards plain door. It seemed a lot larger in person. He slowly grasped the handle and turned it…
He finally managed to open the door, and stepped through to the other side…the door instantly shut behind him.
And what Bob saw in front of him was…
Trees…
And lots of them…
"Oh goddamit not again!" he yelled bitterly.
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Walk…
Walk…
Just keep walking…
After entering the contest, The lemming: Contestant #8, just did what it did best…walking.
It walked…
And walked…
It weaved around trees, and over rocks…but it kept walking…
Not really concerned about it's life…or the contest…
It just…kept walking…
"Gotta keep going…" It thought to itself.
"Gotta…Keep…going…"
"Hey…"
"Look at that…it's a…"
"Cliff…"
"How…nice…"
"Cliffs are nice…"
"Just keep walking…"
"Oh!"
"Now I'm falling…."
"That's…nice…"
SPLAT!!
58 Video game characters remaining.