Smasher Royale
Reviews:
Pyromaniac Idiot: Heh, what's he going to do; you'd be surprised of all the possibilities.
Lacto3.1415: Lol…yeah, I hate the McDonald's jingle a lot.
Zekoi: Thank you.
Ri2: The "game" is not about your weapon. In fact, you WILL be surprised by what some people will do. This game is about your cunning and how large your conscience is. There will be a mental effect on most people. You will be surprised…
Author's Notes:
Me: Thank you for the reviews. AH! Sheik pops up from nowhere and unleashes needles
Sheik: TAKE THAT!
Samus: HOMING MISSLES!
Me: Time to switch me with my Robot Me!
Robot Me: Activating…Emergency Plan Number Two.
Me: That's gross… oh, and everybody, sorry; forgot to put in Sheik! Sheik's alone.
Chapter 2
In a Forest
Ness was running through the forest, afraid and alone with a golf club. He had no mind powers to aid him. His yoyo and baseball bat were even gone. "There have to be some people who don't want to fight. Maybe I should swim away to the main land or something…take the risk." Coincidentally, at that time, one of the hands' voices rang through the island.
"All of you have 4 days only to make sure there is 1 survivor. If not, you all die. We have slipped rings that are now bound to your skin on your fingers. They will not short out from water, electricity, or anything, for that matter. It is impossible to break them. We can inject poison that makes you suffer for half an hour before killing you from these rings. Face it: it's impossible to escape."
"F those hands," Ness swore. "Maybe if I gather enough people, though, we can throw a reb-" Ness quickly turned behind him and saw someone come out from some undergrowth."
"Hey, relax. It's Samus, and all I have are pictures of one of the grandmas of the hands. They look rather odd, but that's all they do. Make you think they look odd," Samus laughed. Ness relaxed. "You look tired; you should sit down, ya know?"
"Yeah, guess I should," Ness agreed. "This thing is ju-" Samus's hand clenched around Ness's neck, choking him.
"Well, you little bastard, you trust people to much," Samus sneered. "That won't be much of a problem now, will it? You're going to hell, now."
Ness attempted to gasp for air. "In hell, that's not needed, Ness." The young boy fell limp. "The golf club isn't much, but at least it's a start." Samus grabbed it, then an idea striking her. She grabbed some ketchup from her supplies and wrote something on one of the photos:
Samus's 1st Kill
Ness
Death: Choked from being over trusting
"Time for some more." Samus walked off.
Inside a Mountain Cave
Roy and Marth were waiting near the entrance, intending to snipe anyone they saw.
"So, Marth, do you think we can escape?" Roy asked.
"No," Marth replied.
"Do you even have some bizarre idea from hope?" Roy pleaded. "The craziest ideas can be the best, you know."
"I don't want to escape," Marth answered coolly.
"What?" Roy turned to face Marth, whose face was totally relaxed, in contrast to Roy's sweating, nervous, twitching one. "How can you even say that? You must be joking…"
"Stare into my eyes; do you think I'm kidding around?" Marth questioned. Roy stared into Marth's eyes. Then, he noticed something. Before they ended on the island, Roy saw that Marth had eyes that twinkled with joy, always filled with hope as well. Now, they were dark and serious. Then, Roy found one last detail. His eyes were full of bloodlust.
"No…this c-" Before his sentence could be finished, Marth shot an arrow at Roy, and then checking his pulse. There was none.
"Guess I'm back." Marth took Roy's weapon, the sniper rifle, and headed out of the cave to kill others.
This is impossible for me to lose, Marth thought. I know this island by heart. I know how to affect others' minds. I know all the killing strategies. I know everything about this sick, twisted game.
Marth had been the previous Smasher Royale champion.
By a Cliff
Fox and Falco were helping each other out. Fox's rope would get them to tons of places, and Falco would shoot those who tried to kill them. No one had come yet, and it was now the afternoon.
"Don't worry about anything, Fox," Falco reassured. "We'll get out of this mess. We're not going to fight against each other."
Wow, he's very calm. Fox was amazed. How can he be that relaxed? Why is he so sure I won't go insane, like I may? Unless he has something planned out! Fox's heart began to pump fast. What if he's intending to kill me? Maybe he'll kill me right now! I mean, he has the Sig Sauer…he's going to kill me! "I'm going to take a look at the beach from the cliff," Fox lied. "Don't worry; I'm going to be back."
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Falco muttered. Several minutes later, Falco became a bit uneasy. "I should check on him." Falco walked towards the cliff, where he caught Fox readying himself to jump down the cliff by the support of his rope. "What are you doing?" Fox did not answer.
"Come on, man. Why are you trying to run away!" Falco's tone became full of concern and worry.
"Don't you see!" Fox screamed. "There's only going to be one person at the end! We can't stay friends!"
"Calm down, Fox! There's bound to be others who don't want to kill! We can join together, right?" Fox just stared at his feet. "Fox?"
"This has to be done," Fox told Falco through tears. He lunged at the bird. Falco was too schocked to do anything for a few seconds. Then, they were wrestling each other.
"WILL YOU GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF, FOX!" Falco yelled, throwing Fox off him with eyes closed. When he opened his eyes, Falco saw his Sig Sauer laying on the ground. "Fox? Where are you?" Nervously, Falco looked over the cliff and saw Fox on the beach, dead. Sorrowfully, Falco grabbed Fox's rope and ran. There had to be some people who wanted to get away from this island. Somebody had to be sane here.
Author's Ramblings
Me: There's your chapter! Three deaths from morning to afternoon! Still not exactly THAT much. Oh shoot…Jigglypuff charges up a Rollout
Voice in the Shadows: We got your message, Elfessarnate.
Me: Thank you! Oh, and PLEASE review!
