"Congratulations to Aztaroth, Clover, George, Picollo, Relinda, Quinn, and Rival for your victories… you have earned yourselves ten minutes of rest… but after those then minutes are up… prepare for more fighting…" Chris announced on the intercom, "Now onto you losers… please gather in the workshop until further notice…" Chris ended the announcement.
All of the fight's losers were in the basement hallway heading towards the workshop room labeled on their maps, with Edna being dragged there by Deena.
"What does he want now?" Davy put his arms behind his head, "Davy's too angry to wait right now, he just lost to a skinny girl!"
"It'd be best to just do what he asks." Jacque crossed his arms, "I doubt defying him will get us anywhere."
"Augh!" Davy groaned, "Davy hates that you're right! Let's just see what he wants and then leave." Davy stormed off.
"What do you think he wants anyway?" Monica asked, "I hope it's nothing serious."
"Hopefully not," Jacque replied, "But with people like him you can never be too sure."
"I don't really care about that." Deena shrugged, "I'm more upset about how I lost to someone missing a hand, how am I ever gonna get over this?" Deena unlocked the door to the workshop, revealing a table of food set out for the losers, "I'm over it." Deena grinned.
"There's a note on the table," Jade pointed at the table, which was addressed to each of the losers."
"Davy'll see what it says." Davy snatched the note and read it out loud, "Blah blah blah for one of you this'll be your last day being out of prison, so what better way to go out than a feast, blah blah blah… Chris McLean."
"I'm pretty sure it says more than that." Jade crossed her arms.
"Eh who cares, Davy just wants to eat." Davy crumpled the note up into a ball and chucked it away.
"Oh!" Edna looked over at a set of steaks on the table, "Edna want that! Give it to Edna!" Edna stomped on the floor.
"I could use some food," Romeo sat down at the table, "That fight I had with Rival has left me exhausted." Romeo gave himself a plate of steak, along with other types of food.
"I don't know." Jacque looked at the food cautiously, "I don't trust McLean to reward people for failure, something about this isn't right."
"I agree," Jade added, "This is probably to give us a false sense of security."
"Meh," Deena chewed on a steak, "I'm prepared for anything."
"Regardless," Jacque sat down at the table, "I'm not eating any of this."
"Me neither." Jade agreed with Jacque, "It's too suspicious."
"Your loss," Davy shrugged, "That means more food for Davy!"
Salem popped up in front of everyone, scaring the life out of a few of them. "Hello, failures." Salem greeted the losing prisoners.
"What do you want?" Jacque got up from the table and stepped back.
"Oh nothing… just to share this meal with you that I made!" Salem flew into the air, "It took a good while to figure out how to make human food, but I'd say the taste makes it worth it." Salem grinned.
"Is that all you wanted to tell us?" Monica too backed up.
"No… I'd just like to say that you should enjoy this meal… because this will be the last good one one of you will get…" Salem's eyes glowed as he turned to Jacque and Jade, "I'm very disappointed that you didn't at least try my food, Chris told me to make it special for every one of you."
"I'm…" Jacque's heart beat fast and hard, "Full."
"Oh, I see…" Salem saw through Jacque's lie, "Oh well, that is all I have to tell you… maybe prepare to say goodbye to one of the people here though…" Salem disappeared from the room.
"The winners of the previous round," Chris again announced over the intercom, "Your ten minutes are now up… please wait for your fight and location to be announced."
All of the winners who were checking out different parts of the prison looked up when they heard Chris' voice speaking. "Picollo and Quinn, you will fight in the armory down in the basement…"
Quin still looked upset about what she did to Davy, "N…nyohoho! I'm gonna beat that clown!"
"Let's get this over with…" Picollo mumbled to himself while laying on his cells mat.
"Relinda and George, you will also fight in the basement, but down in the mailroom across from the armory…"
"Not another fight… I just want this to be over…" Relinda said to herself.
"Alrighty, this won't be all that hard." George cockily said.
"Lastly, Aztaroth and Rival… you will face each other in the cafeteria…"
"Ok… I can't have it be as close as last time…" Rival pumped himself up.
"Let's get this waste of time over with." Aztaroth rolled his eyes as he walked towards the cafeteria.
"As for you Clover… since we have seven people and need four for the next round… you'll get to be exempt from this round because you defeated your opponent the fastest…"
"Damn, I'm missing out aren't I?" Clover kicked the wall of her cell, "I wanted to share more despair!"
"Now that the matches have been decided… I wish all six of you the best of luck… lord knows you're gonna need it…" Chris ominously said before ending the announcement.
Picollo turned back into Monstro as he entered the armory, he was pretty well prepared to just beat up Quinn and end the fight, not knowing what Quinn's power was. Picollo noticed Quinn waiting for him in the armory, which was empty of any weapons safe for one machete placed on a table in the middle of the room. "Alright," Picollo yawned, "Let's just get this stupid thing over with."
"Nyohoho!" Quinn laughed before stretching her hands out, "As you wish Pickle!" Quinn made movements with her hands… but nothing happened as there was no fire in the room, "Oh, well I'm screwed now aren't I?"
"Mhmm." Picollo shook his head yes before grabbing Quinn by the neck and slamming her face into the floor of the armory, "That was way too easy." Picollo yawned.
"Nyow!" Quinn got up dizzily, "Dang Pickle, that really hurt!" Quinn instead of grabbing the machete on the table broke one of the legs off the table and rushed towards Picollo, holding the table leg like a baseball bat.
"You know, that won't give you a leg-" Quinn hit Picollo with the table leg, managing to wind the clown for a second. "Damn," Picollo panted out before kicking Quinn, "That actually hurt!" Picollo ran over to hit Quin but she managed to dodge and hit him in the back with her table leg.
"Nyohoho!" Quinn noticed the rocky walls of the armory and spotted two large rocks, "I've got a dastardly idea!" Quinn laughed before running over to the wall and pulling the rocks out of the wall.
"You get back here!" Picollo shouted towards Quinn as he grabbed the machete, "I'm gonna end this right now!"
Quinn let out a yelp as she saw Picollo approaching her with a blade as she smashed the two rocks she took together, "Come on come on come on!" Quinn desperately hit the rocks, causing a spark to appear. "Got it!" Quinn controlled the spark and threw it into Picollo's eyes, causing him to shout and cover his face. "Oh! Good thing that worked!" Quinn said as she resumed smashing the rocks together, eventually managing to get a large enough spark to set her table leg on fire. "Got it!" She fist pumped and set the flaming table leg down on the wooden floors of the armory, "Nyow to distract Pickle" She thought as she saw Picollo regain his vision.
"Dammit, I need to focus for once!" Picollo wiped away at his eyes before rushing towards Quinn, "I just need to hit her down…" Picollo swung his machete at Quinn, who promptly dodged as to not be cut open.
"Uh Uh Uh! Not today!" Quinn kicked Picollo in the shin and grabbed some of the fire from the one she had set up earlier and formed it into a type of bow. Quinn fired a few arrows at Picollo, who got hit in the shoulder by one of them. Quinn also noticed when she hit Picollo a few fire hearts came out of the arrow, "Nyo? That's weird." Quinn said as she took another table leg and clocked Picollo over the head with it.
Picollo growled and dropped the machete, "I don't need this anyways." He stubbornly said before dodging a hit from another table leg. Picollo managed to get off a pretty good hit to Quinn's face, causing her to rely on another fire attack. This time Quinn went for a pretty simple blast of fire, that burnt a bit of Picollo's arm.
"Ugh!" Picollo held his burnt arm and turned over to the rocks that Quinn had taken from the wall, "Wow… I guess I'm gonna have to show you how much I rock!" Picollo threw the rock at Quinn… who casually dodged it because come on… it's a rock. "Well that's just-" Picollo was cut off by Quinn again hitting him over the head with the table leg.
"Nyohoho Pickle!" Quinn hit him again, "You gotta be more unpredictable!" Quinn kicked Picollo straight in his groin, "See? Just like that!" Quinn joked as Picollo held his groin and fell to the ground. "Oh and one more thing before this fight ends Pickle!" Quinn set the table leg down as Picollo got himself back up, "I think I did a pretty good job at making you angry, nyohoho!" Quinn pointed to her side, revealing that the entire room was on fire, "Because you didn't even notice this!" Picollo's eyes widened as Quinn had her fire surround him, leaving him trapped.
"Y-you!" Picollo tried to find a way out of the fiery prison, but it was hopeless, "I'm gonna…" Picollo felt a bit of fire hit him in the back, causing him to yell in pain. That wasn't the only problem either, as the fire was taking away the oxygen around him, making it harder for him to breathe.
Quinn kept moving the fire until it looked like it was about to die, but made sure to leave some extra fire on the floor just in case, "I think this should be a low enough temperature to not seriously hurt you… or at least I hope… I don't really wanna burn you to death." Quinn let out a nervous chuckle, before having the fire surround Picollo and erupt up into the air, forming a pillar of flames. Picollo let out a horrid scream as he felt his body burn.
When the fire and smoke cleared, Picollo was revealed to be alive from the attack, but his skin was very horribly burned. Picollo fell to the ground, but still tried to reach the machete by his feet. "Nyo! I'm sorry Pickle! I thought that would knock you out!" Quinn jumped as she reached for her table leg, "Uh… just don't move and this won't hurt?" Quinn gave a nervous smile as she lifted the table leg above her head.
Picollo managed to grab the machete with his foot and slid it towards his arm. Not wasting the chance he had, Picollo grabbed the machete with his less burned arm and stabbed it straight into Quinn's leg, causing her to fall down in pain. As Quinn held her injured leg in pain, Picollo managed to barely get up and stabbed her straight through the chest, causing her to pass out from the shock of the stab.
"Damn…" Picollo coughed heavily as he desperately clung to consciousness, "That… hurt like hell…" Picollo resumed coughing, he was very badly injured and very badly burned… but he had still won the fight, and that was all that mattered to him…
Picollo has won his fight!
Relinda sighed as she and George sat in the mailroom down in the basement. "You know we don't have to do this right?" She asked George, who was already preparing his tendrils for combat, "We can stop this right now and neither of us gets hurt!" Relinda begged George to stop, but he responded by shooting a tendril at Relinda. Relinda responded to George's attack by lifting her arm to grab him by the neck with her power, but George's tendril was faster than her and pierced straight through her chest, causing her arm to jerk and her psychic power to accidentally snap George's neck, killing them both…
Well, it would've killed them both if it weren't for Salem, who sensed the hits the two had taken and healed them before it could get fatal, causing them both to sigh heavily in relief. "See what I mean." Relinda grabbed her chest, thankful that it was back to being intact, "We both could've died there." Relinda pushed George away with her power.
"Yeah ok," George stumbled back, "Let's maybe use moves that won't end in our deaths?" George got rid of his tendril's and put his hands up.
"Yeah, that's… a step in the right dir-" Relinda was cut off by George running up to her and slapping her across the face.
"Oh, it's so much more satisfying too!" George laughed, before punching Relinda in the gut.
"Hey, that's playing dirty!" Relinda said as she tried to grab George with her psychic energy, but she was stopped by him using his tendrils to keep her arms down, George then tied the tendrils to one of the many tables in the mailroom, keeping Relinda tied down.
"Oh, you don't understand sis." George grabbed Relinda by the head with a tendril and pulled her forward, "All I do is play dirty." George grinned as he covered his hand with his tendrils and punched Relinda in the chest with it, getting a pretty good hit in. George then surrounded his foot with tendrils and kicked Relinda back with them, sending her to the wall of the mailroom. "Hmm?" George noticed the tendrils he tied Relinda to were stretching thin and got an idea, he took one of them and broke it, causing it to take on a spear-like appearance. "Oh yeah, that'll work." George held the 'spear' in his arms as Relinda got back up.
"Ah!" Relinda jumped back as George tried to poke her with his spear, she was pretty quick to push George away, but George responded by dropping his spear and shooting his tendrils into the floor of the mailroom, keeping him in place. "Nice try." George grinned before pulling Relinda to him with his tendrils, "But I'm way too smart to get around that." George threw Relinda off into the wall of the prison, figuring he had just defeated his opponent.
"Well, that was easier than expected." George dusted himself off, "I guess alls well that en-" George was cut off by Relinda picking him up and throwing him into the wall of the prison, leaving a small crack from where he hit it.
"AGH!" George coughed out as he fell to the floor, "The hell, Relinda? That hurt like hell!" George slowly got up from his attack.
"You just threw me into a wall!" Relinda facepalmed, "And you're saying that I did something that hurt?"
"Well, that was the tendrils, not me." George shrugged before Relinda threw him to the other wall.
"Oops," Relinda rolled her eyes, "That was my power, not me!" Relinda looked over at the injured George.
"Yeah but you're controlling your power." George got back up and shot a tendril at Relinda.
"But you-" Relinda's face was covered by George's tendrils before she could finish. George then ran over to his spear and used it as a sort of staff to smack Relinda on the head with. "Oh distracting people with banter is fun." George laughed before wrapping tendrils around his hands like pair of boxing gloves. "Alright, put 'em up." George raised his fists before hitting the still blind Relinda in the stomach.
"Enough already!" Relinda pushed George away, along with her blindfold. "I'm ending this now!" Relinda used George's weapons against him by having him hit himself with his boxing gloves. Relinda then ended her beatdown on George by having him punch himself in the face with his boxing gloves and then by slamming him into the floor with psychic energy, making it seem like George was knocked out.
"Is that your best?" George got up and taunted Relinda, who looked at him in confusion, "Feel that wrath of-" Relinda punched George with her psychic powers, causing him to fall to the floor and grab his stomach, "Note to self… don't reference video games around Relinda… she hates all that is fun." George coughed out as Relinda lifted him up and slammed him into the floor, "Just give up already George. My power's stronger than yours!" Relinda lifted George back up and slammed him into the wall.
"Oh, I'll show you…" George gritted through his teeth as he got himself back up, he ran over to his spear and covered both of his hands in tendrils. "Take this then!" George pretended to throw the spear at Relinda, but instead dropped it so that she would get punched in the face by his boxing glove instead.
"Ugh…" Relinda coughed up a small bit of blood while falling over, "I… I didn't see that coming…" She said as George stopped punching her and gave her an offended look.
"Oh Wow Relinda! You didn't see me coming because I'm black! Wow, Relinda! You know, I thought you were better than this, but I guess I was wrong." George shrugged as Relinda looked at him confused, "You probably call people of my skin tone animals too don't you?"
"N-No! What? I never meant it li-" George punched Relinda straight in the face, catching her seriously off guard.
"Oh… I know…" George repeatedly punched Relinda in the face, drawing a good bit of blood in the process, "I just needed you to drop your guard for a bit." George kicked Relinda in the leg and knocked her to the floor with his tendrils. "Aaand," George watched as a bunch of tendrils hovered over Relinda, "Checkmate." The tendrils swooped down and slashed at Relinda.
"No…" Relinda stopped all of the tendrils, "Not… yet!" Relinda made all of the tendrils destroy each other with her powers, before turning her attention to George, whose eyes were widened. "If this worked on Jacque, this'll work on you!" Relinda began to focus her energy on lifting the walls of the room, freaking George out.
"OH FUCK THAT!" George shot a tendril at Relinda and pulled her into a punch, "So much for miss goody-two-shoes ay?" George headbutted Relinda to the floor, shooting tendrils at her arms to prevent her from using her power. "Well, I've got my own 'ultimate move', that I totally didn't just think of, watch and learn…" George gave an evil grin as all of his tendrils went straight back into his arms… causing them to shake violently. "You never stood a chance Relinda." George cockily said as Relinda pushed him into the wall, "Because I'm…" George spread his arms out while Relinda held him down, "The best!" George shouted out towards Relinda.
The exact minute that George said those words, hundreds upon thousands of tendrils shot out of his arms, flooding the entire room and easily overpowering Relinda's psychic powers by being far too much for her to control. "I'm gonna call it Tendril Tsunami, ok?" George laughed as Relinda was overwhelmed by the tsunami and pushed far back into the wall, "But yeah, it's a pretty cool trick if we're gonna be honest with each other…" George shrugged as Relinda's arms were covered by the swarm of tendrils and vines. "Now… uh… bye-bye!" George laughed the tsunami completely covered and ran over Relinda. After a minute of the tsunami flooding the room, George called the tendrils back into his arms, while Relinda sat there, on the brink of being knocked out and her body covered in cuts from the vine-like tendrils.
"Damn…" Relinda coughed as she fell to the ground, "You've… won… haven't you…" Relinda coughed again as she fell to her knees. "I just needed that letter…" Relinda's eyes were dull as George walked towards her, regaining his boxing gloves. "...and…" Relinda watched as George got closer, "...I'm not gonna give it up so easily!" Relinda sent a massive wave of psychic energy towards George.
"Huh?" George was caught off guard by Relinda's sudden attack, which ended up pushing him straight into the wall. Luckily for the athlete, he was able to shoot a tendril out and attach it to the ceiling, allowing him to regain his footing and go through the psychic blast. "Hey! That's my move buddy!" George yelled out at Relinda, who was having none of George's antics. "Fine, I'll show you for ripping me off!" George fired a tendril at Relinda, cutting her across the leg and bringing her to the floor. "Now it's over!" George fired another tendril, which Relinda managed to dodge.
"Not.. yet.." Relinda mumbled to herself as she began charging her psychic energy, alerting George. George may not have had psychic powers like Jacque or Relinda, but he could tell that whatever she was going to shoot out was bad news for him if he just stood there and did nothing.
"Oh no you don't!" George responded by charging his tsunami for the second time. Both of them stood there for what felt like forever as they charged their most powerful attacks… but Relinda's charged faster than Georges and she was able to shoot out a giant wave of psychic energy before George could launch his tsunami, forcing the all-star to the wall of the mailroom. "This… ends… now!" Relinda shouted out to George.
"Really now?" George tried to move his arms forward to send out his tendrils, but Relinda responded by shoving both of his arms into the wall so he couldn't use them anymore. "No more of your power!" Relinda continued to hold him against the wall, "I said this ends now!" Relinda began to choke George with her other arm, seriously catching George off guard.
"No… I've got… one more trick…" George said to himself as he shot his tendrils… from out of his mouth! The attack caught Relinda off guard as the tendrils wrapped themselves around Relinda's neck and George pulled his head back as hard as he could, not only strangling Relinda but also cutting her neck hard. "What… a gamble… am I right…?" George snickered as he Relinda became stuck strangling each other, "One of us is gonna fall eventually…" He managed to mutter out as Relinda felt the tendrils grip her harder.
"I…" Relinda released her hand that was holding George's left arm down so that she could stop herself from being choked, but George took advantage of the new opening by shooting another tendril around Relinda's neck, strangling her twice as hard… the two were now stuck choking the other until one of them passed out…
In the end, George's skinnier build ended up being his downfall as he couldn't cling to consciousness long enough to out strangle Relinda. George collapsed from the lack of air and let go of Relinda, signaling that she should let go too. Relinda fell to the floor and grabbed her cut neck, "How did things get this far..?" Relinda whispered to herself as she looked around the destroyed mailroom, she then looked over at the passed-out George, "He was… so much stronger than I thought he was gonna be…"
Relinda panted as she looked around, realizing how much she regretted fighting George and being on this show… that letter better be worth it…
Relinda has won her fight!
Rival nervously sat in the cafeteria, unlike Romeo who could be prone to some anger issues but still tried to be friendly even to those 'city kids', Aztaroth was a lot colder and sterner. He didn't know much about Aztaroth either, just that Aztaroth could be prone to anger. "I'm ready for this…" Rival got into a stance that would allow him to move if Aztaroth tried to make the first move.
Aztaroth however, was as calm as he could be. Aztaroth was reading another book he had taken from the library. Aztaroth looked up at his opponent, not even taking him seriously. "Hmm?" Aztaroth slammed his book shut, "Another dog wants to fight me?" Aztaroth laughed, "So be it." Aztaroth tossed the book away and got up, making sure to set his coat aside as he did it. "Of course," Aztaroth sent a hand out, "What type of player would I be if I didn't shake hands with my opponent first?" Aztaroth kept his hand out, "I am intrigued to see what ability you have Rival…"
"I… Oh yeah!" Rival chuckled, surprised at the sudden change of Aztaroth's mood, "I'll say I'm interested in seeing what your power is too." Rival walked over to his opponent and prepared to shake his hand, "Well, may the best man wi-" Rival was cut off by Aztaroth slamming his elbow into his nose.
Aztaroth scoffed, "Someone hasn't learned their place have they?" Aztaroth grabbed Rival by the back of the head and slammed it into the table, "You don't get to touch me." Aztaroth took a handkerchief from his jumpsuit's pocket and wiped the blood from Rival's now bloody nose off his hand.
"Well, I normally don't take things personally," Rival muttered out, "But I have a feeling I won't regret fighting you." Rival kicked Aztaroth in the shin, before forming an electric flail and smacking Aztaroth across the face with it, "You may be a dirty fighter…" Rival swung the flail into Aztaroth's gut, "But that doesn't overpower skill…" Rival turned the flail into his signature guitar, which Aztaroth avoided a swing from.
"Good effort…" Aztaroth grinned, "But that isn't enough." Aztaroth dodged another hit from the staff and kicked Rival in the gut. "I won't even need my power for this." Aztaroth lifted up a chair from the table and slammed it on Rival's head, who responded by hitting Aztaroth in the leg with his staff. Rival then got back up and hit Aztaroth across the face with his staff, actually hurting the gambler.
"Damn you…" Aztaroth gave a heavy punch to Rival, "That hurt you curr!" Aztaroth grabbed Rival and slammed him to the ground. "You would've been better off surrendering at the start of this little match." Aztaroth stomped on Rival's head, causing the guitarist to yell out in pain. "Perhaps you could've avoided embarrassing yourself," Aztaroth said, slowly regaining his composure.
"I'll show you…" Rival formed a sword and slashed at Aztaroth, giving him a sizable cut on his lower torso. "I'm not gonna lose to somebody like you!" Rival kicked himself back up and reformed his staff, managing to get a pretty good combo in on Aztaroth, causing him to become a lot angrier than he was before.
"Now I'm ending this!" Rival grabbed Aztaroth's mouth and forced it open, confusing the gambler for a second before he realized what Rival was doing. "This is over!" Rival covered his hand in electricity and tried to force it into Aztaroth's mouth, but Aztaroth grabbed his hand, ignoring the pain from the shocks.
"Is that supposed to impress me?" Aztaroth raised an eyebrow before pulling Rival in close and sucker punching him in the gut, "I've seen so many kids like you before…" Aztaroth elbowed Rival to the ground, "You don't impress me." Aztaroth again stomped on Rival's head, with no care for the injuries he was giving him.
Rival managed to turn his situation around by kicking Aztaroth to the ground and catching his arm. Rival then pulled on Aztaroth's arm, giving a pretty good feeling of pain to Aztaroth. "Impressed yet?" Rival blurted out as he shocked Aztaroth. "I can do so much more!" Rival formed his electric hammer and hit Aztaroth to the other end of the cafeteria, furthering Aztaroth's rage.
"You're…" Aztaroth snarled, "Dead kid…" Aztaroth charged towards Rival. Rival tried to slow Aztaroth down by throwing a ball of lightning at him, but it didn't deter Aztaroth in any way, shape, or form. Aztaroth finally reached Rival and hit him in the chest so hard, he was thrown into the wall of the cafeteria."Still not impressed." Aztaroth growled out.
Rival weakly got up, he decided he was gonna have to fight a lot harder than he already was. Rival put everything he had into forming an electric hammer and rushed towards Aztaroth, who responded by rushing towards him as well. "Come on then…" Aztaroth mocked Rival, "Make this worth my time!" Aztaroth grinned as he got right up to punch Rival… except Rival dodged and slammed his hammer into Rival's arm, keeping it there until he let go and passed by Aztaroth.
Aztaroth stood still for about a minute, he couldn't feel anything in his arm anymore. Aztaroth looked over at his arm and saw that it was just limp, Rival had shocked it so hard that he couldn't use it anymore…
"You…" Aztaroth's eye twitched, "You'll pay for that bastard!" Aztaroth yelled as those familiar shadows surrounded him, leaving only his glowing red eyes visible. "I'm…. ending this…" Aztaroth muttered out as Rival ran towards him with his hammer, Rival tried to slam his hammer onto Aztaroth's head, but Aztaroth kneed him straight in the gut and brought him to the floor. "Pitiful…" Aztaroth muttered before throwing Rival up into the ceiling. That wasn't the end of it either, because when Rival fell back to the floor, Aztaroth slammed him into the ground so hard that he fell through straight into the basement hallway. Aztaroth jumped down into the basement, where Rival was trying to grab the hammer that he dropped.
Aztaroth stopped Rival from grabbing his hammer and rolled him onto his side. Aztaroth then stomped on Rival's face, causing Rival to give up on grabbing the hammer. To avoid being hit anymore, Rival formed his electric wings and managed to fly a fair distance away, with Aztaroth still giving chase."This is… really intense…" Rival muttered to himself as he flew over to his hammer and picked it up. "I need to find a way to finish this." Rival thought as he gripped the hammer in his hands, unsure of what to do.
Rival looked over to his side and saw that Aztaroth had taken out a piece of the floor and was about the throw it at Rival. "S-shit!" Rival ducked as Aztaroth sent the chunk of debris flying towards him, narrowly avoiding it as he rushed towards Aztaroth and got a lucky hit in with his hammer. Rival didn't stick around either, he knew that if Aztaroth landed even a hit, then this round was over. "If I can just keep up the pressure." Rival thought as he flew back, "I can win this…". Rival shot a few electric balls towards Aztaroth to keep him distracted.
Aztaroth was catching onto Rival's strategy of doing hit and runs and decided to counter it by breaking pieces off of the floor and using those chunks as obstacles that Rival would have to dodge while fighting him. Aztaroth then waited for Rival to rush forward, and managed to get a big punch to Rival's shoulder when he flew by.
Rival was now knocked down to the floor and was left defenseless when Aztaroth pounced on top of him and attempted to punch him in the face, with Rival only avoiding the hit thanks to a quick movement of his head. "Shit!" Rival let out as Aztaroth kept trying to hit him. Rival tried to save himself by grabbing Aztaroth's side and shocking him so he'd have to let him go, but it instead made Aztaroth angrier and he headbutted Rival into the floor. Aztaroth nearly finished Rival off it wasn't for Rival blocking his punch with his hammer, something that actually was hurting the enraged gambler.
Rival managed to escape the dangerous situation he was in by pushing himself back with his lightning and flying upwards with his electric wings. But now he was stuck in a pretty bad situation, as all he could really do was stay up in there where he's safe and but not win the fight, or he could try hitting Aztaroth with a finishing blow… he decided he was gonna have to go with the latter option.
Rival raised his hammer and flew circles around Aztaroth, to try and take advantage of Aztaroth's enraged state by making him so angry he wouldn't be able to focus properly. This plan was somewhat effective, as Aztaroth was losing the ability to properly focus on Rival and was starting to just throw whatever he could at the guitarist, giving Rival a new advantage.
"This is it…" Rival raised the hammer up and flew towards Aztaroth's backside, using whatever opening he could to try and land the hit. Aztaroth turned around and swung at Rival with his full power, whoever got hit by the next move was going down for sure… Rival ended up dodging Aztaroth's punch and swung the hammer straight into his opponent's gut, causing it to go straight through, leaving a hole in Aztaroth's torso and shocking him super hard.
Rival closed his eyes as heard Aztaroth's angry screams and the sound of lightning crackling throughout the room. When Rival opened his eyes he saw the heavily injured Aztaroth laid out on the floor of the basement… showing that he was victorious over the gambler. Rival threw his hammer to the ground and panted hard, he genuinely felt bad for Aztaroth even though he was going to be healed anyway because the only way for him to have won was to severely hurt the guy… something nobody wants to think about when winning.
"I'm sorry," Rival softly said as he closed his eyes and sat over his defeated opponent, "I wish it didn't have to go this fa-" Rival stopped talking when he felt a hand punch straight through his chest. Rival opened his eyes and saw that the shadows around Aztaroth's body were leaving and he now had a wide grin on his face. "You…" Aztaroth coughed out, "Talk… too… much… kid…" Aztaroth ripped his hand out from Rival's chest as both of them fell to the floor of the basement. Rival clutched his chest while sitting on the floor, but eventually lost consciousness… making Aztaroth… not the victor? Aztaroth too had passed out.
While the two were knocked out, Salem healed them back to full health and turned over to Chris. "We have a problem…" He told the host.
"What is it?" Chris asked.
"Both Rival and Aztaroth knocked each other out… their fight is a tie now…" Salem scratched his chin, "I figured the gambler would've had this one pretty easily."
"Well then…" Chris said to his demon intern, "I suppose whoever gets back up first will be declared winner… It doesn't take long for them to regain consciousness after you heal them, so our question should be answered shortly." Chris sat back in his chair, "Tell me who gets up first."
The duo both sat there unconscious on the ground, both of them were slowly regaining consciousness but one of them was getting it faster than the other. After a short while of both fighters laying on the ground, the winner of the fight finally got back up… Rival stretched out as he woke up. Rival looked over at the knocked-out Aztaroth and remembered what had happened in his fight with the gambler and assumed that the two had gotten a tie instead.
"Rival woke up first." Salem simply said.
Rival has won his fight!
"Alright then," Chris pressed the button for the announcements, "Congratulations to Rival for being the winner of the cafeteria battle…" Chris scratched his chin, "But I'm also announcing something else… there will be no time to rest for your next match…" Chris laughed, "Salem's been telling me about what you've been doing to each other… I must say… I'm more than impressed… but onto the matches…" Chris changed the subject, "Since there are four of you remaining, there are only two matches to announce of course… firstly, Picollo and Rival… you two will face each other in the main entrance…"
"Alright…" Picollo got up, with the passed out Quinn next to him, "I've done well so far… I can handle two more fights…"
Rival sighed, "Another fight already? I'll just hope Picollo doesn't have any strength like Romeo or Aztaroth… I don't think I can handle another match like that…"
Aztaroth got up while hearing the announcement, "You're fighting the clown in the main entrance? Such a drab place to fight…"
"And secondly, we have Relinda and Clover… you two will fight in Cellblock C."
George woozily got up, "Wait I lost? That is just my luck!" George crossed his arms.
"I really don't want to fight anymore…" Relinda sighed.
Clover perked up when she heard that she was gonna be fighting again, "Ohoho!" She giggled, "I get to share more despair again… how amazing!" Clover laughed.
"If you lost your fight you may head to the workshop, everyone else can go where they need to be…" Chris ended the announcement.
George, Quinn, and Aztaroth walked through the basement, which they all, funnily enough, happened to be in.
"What do you think he wants us in the workshop for?" Quinn asked the two next to her.
"Probably something pointless." Aztaroth said as he opened the door, revealing the other losers and what used to be a feast.
"Wow, you weren't kidding." George crossed his arms, "Those losers ate our feast." George rolled his eyes.
"Ok… just two more fights…" Rival hyped himself up, "I can do this… I know it!" Rival got into a fighting stance as electricity surged through his body, he was more than ready to fight Picollo one on one. Rival looked over at his opponent, who seemed to be looking around for weapons. "What are you doing?" Rival asked the clown.
Picollo looked over at Rival after realizing there's no weapons to be found. "Oh, I just wanted to get a good look around!" Picollo honked his horn, getting Rival to roll his eyes in a friendly manner. Even though Picollo had a calm exterior, he had noticed that Rival had electric powers and only had one thing going through his mind right now, "OH FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!" Picollo kept a poker face as he prepared to fight Rival. "Well… let's do this." Picollo ran over to Rival.
Rival acted pretty quickly and formed an electric staff to fight Picollo with, knocking the clown to the floor with one hit. "Um…" Rival looked at the down Picollo, who had transformed into his friend Monstro, "Are you ok?" Rival said as Picollo punched Rival in the shin, which did hurt, but not nearly as much as getting beaten by Aztaroth not even ten minutes ago.
"Yeah…" Picollo sighed, "I'm just wasting my time aren't I?" Picollo said as he punched Rival, making him stumble back a bit.
"Nah, you're doing fine." Rival picked up his staff and tried to hit Picollo with it, with Picollo dodging the big hit from the staff and managing to get an uppercut that sent Rival to the ground. Picollo then noticed that there was a wooden staff hidden behind the reception desk, which he ran over to and grabbed. Now that the two were on a somewhat equal footing, they could maybe do a fight that wasn't boring.
"Well," Picollo honked a horn, "This place sure is understaffed." He let out a not so enthusiastic chuckle as he and Rival both avoided blows from the other's weapons. Rival was clearly the faster of the two however and managed to hit Picollo in the arm with his staff, shocking him and doing a fair bit of damage.
Picollo tried to ignore the pain as he responded by clocking Rival over the head with his staff, which actually hurt a fair bit due to it being a weapon. The two continued their calm and simple battle of fighting with staffs until… Picollo managed to disarm Rival by hitting his staff away? Indeed, Picollo gained the upper hand and laid a beatdown on Rival, which ended when Rival forced his staff to return to him and shocked Picollo with it.
"Maybe if I…" Picollo ducked under Rival's staff and slammed it into his leg, before knocking him over the back with the wooden stick. "Yes… now I can win this…" Picollo gained some confidence as he managed to get some good hits in on Rival, like hitting him in the legs with his staff to keep him down, and hitting his arms to stop him from raising his staff up to defend himself.
Rival managed to grab Picollo's leg and shocked him to throw him off balance, Rival then picked up his staff and gave his own beatdown to Picollo. "Sorry Picollo, you just aren't good enough." Rival softly said as he prepared to finish Picollo of.
"Yeah.." Picollo shrugged, "But I've still got balls." Picollo pulled out his horn and honked it, before kicking Rival straight in the groin and sending him to the floor. "Augh…" Rival held his crotch as Picollo let out a small laugh, "That's just…" Rival gave an annoyed growl as Picollo picked up his staff and hit Rival on the head as hard as he could.
"Alright, looks like I've got this one." Picollo cockily said as he kept on hitting Rival as hard as he could, annoying Rival more and more. "Can't keep up?" Picollo mocked Rival as he beat him with the staff, "No shame in quitting now." Picollo tried to hit Rival again with the staff but Rival grabbed it in annoyance, pushed Picollo to the floor, and threw the staff far away.
"I was gonna go easy on you… but you just want to be a pain…" Rival growled while making himself sound more menacing, "Fine, let's see how it does you…" Rival stepped back and charged his electricity to it's fullest, getting Picollo to jump back nervously. "I'm just gonna use a weak electric punch to knock him out, but I'll make him think it's much more so he'll be too nervous to defend." Rival thought as electricity surrounded him, he formed his hammer and charged straight towards the shocked Picollo, who held his arms out to protect himself.
Rival then proceeded to throw a punch at Picollo, but nearly had a heart attack when he saw and felt what happened next… a familiar red hand had stopped his punch. Rival looked up and saw that Picollo had transformed himself into Salem, and since Salem's strength was natural… he was able to take whatever Rival could throw at him. "Y..You…" Rival stood in pure shock and fear, even though it was just a shorter Salem.
"I didn't actually think that this would work," Picollo shrugged, "But it's a good thing I tried isn't it?" Picollo gave a light tap to Rival's chest. Even though the hit was very small and light… Salem's body was so powerful it sent Rival flying straight through the wall and into the wall of the prison courtyard.
Rival tried to get back up from his hit, but felt a very sharp pain from his chest, "My ribs… I can't…" Rival coughed as he felt his ribs… most of which were broken. Rival tried to form any type of electricity but it was no use, he couldn't focus hard enough and when he looked up the demon was towering over him. Rival didn't do anything, he knew that that would just get him locked in solitary, he just simply coughed and store at Picollo until he completely fell out of consciousness, losing to someone he figured was pretty weak…
Picollo has won his fight!
"Well…" Clover sat in the cellblock across from Relinda, "It looks like it's just you and me!" Clover smiled wide as Relinda sat there, "I wonder how our fight will go… I haven't seen what your ability is… but I assume it'll be fun…" Clover tapped the wall by where she was standing.
"I don't want to do this anymore." Relinda got up… and pushed Clover into the wall, immediately knocking the despair-obsessed girl out as she muttered the word 'despair'. "I'm sorry it's just… not worth it anymore…" Relinda got up to walk away but stopped when she heard something behind her, she turned around to see that Lugosi was menacingly standing there and was already on its way to give chase. "What!?" Relinda pushed the monster away, "What is that thing!?" Relinda's eyes were wide when she saw the ink monster running towards her, acting fast, she used her psychic powers to hold herself in the air, mimicking flight.
"I don't know what that thing is… but it's terrifying," Relinda said as she dodged Lugosi jumping up and clawing at her. The monster wasn't giving up easily either, as it was clawing into the wall to jump and swipe at the waitress. Relinda kept the monster away by pushing into the wall until she had the idea of crushing it and hopefully killing it. "Augh!" Relinda crushed Lugosi under her psychic powers and took a deep breath as she figured she had won… until she saw Lugosi reforming itself and running towards her.
"Ah!" Relinda threw herself to the other side of the cellblock as she saw that horrid creature approaching, she decided she wasn't gonna kill it, but instead just keep dodging until the monster tires itself out or gives up. "Get away from me!" Relinda pushed Lugosi and herself away from each other, but Lugosi still wouldn't let up as it decided to keep chasing her.
"How do I get rid of this crazy thing!?" Relinda shouted as she kept pushing Lugosi away from her, she noticed that she was starting to get tired and decided she needed to think of something fast. "I got it!" Relinda picked Lugosi up with her powers and threw him across the hallway and got out of his line of sight. "It must have to be able to see me to hunt me!" Relinda sighed in relief at the thought of being safe, only to hear the sound of Lugosi rushing towards her. "Oh come on!" Relinda pushed herself out of Lugosi's way.
"Why isn't anything working!?" Relinda nervously said as she kept dodging the monster, her next plan was to try locking the monster in a cell, as it didn't seem to be too powerful. Relinda grabbed Lugosi with her power and chucked it into a random prison cell, she then closed the cell bars on Lugosi and panted as she watched it struggle with the bars.
"That…" Relinda panted, "That should do it…" Relinda's celebration was cut short by Lugosi squeezing through the bars of the cell and popping out to continue chasing her, causing Relinda to yell in annoyance. "Why can't you just go already!?" Relinda threw Lugosi away as she struggled to keep herself away from it. Her third plan was to try trapping Lugosi under rubble so it couldn't continue chasing her.
Relinda used her power on the ceiling of the area to have it crumble down on Lugosi, seemingly trapping the monster under rubble. Relinda didn't even bother celebrating this time, however, as she was now purely focused on waiting for that stupid ink monster to jump out of the rubble and to throw it away. To nobody's surprise, Lugosi revealed itself to be fine from the rubble attack that Relinda had done, it didn't even look worse for wear.
Relinda kept panting as she kept keeping the distance between her and Lugosi, but her options were becoming limited. All she had to work with was a broken piece of a cell bar and the pieces of rubble that Lugosi had escaped from. "I give up…" Relinda sighed as she held Lugosi down, "I guess we're just gonna sit here for who knows how long…" Relinda kept Lugosi pressed down, keeping it in a situation it couldn't escape from, "I don't know how you're still chasing me even after all of that!" Relinda yelled at the monster.
"That's because despair always triumphs…" A voice came from behind Relinda, who turned around to see what it was, only to be knocked out by that broken piece of cell bar. The voice came from Clover, who was faking being knocked out the whole time. "That was such a good distraction…" Clover laughed as Lugosi disappeared, "She never expected me to come up and knock her out…" Clover threw the bar away, "I am quite disappointed though…" Clover sighed, "She never got to feel the despair of my monster… at least Deena got to… and whoever the next opponent is!" Clover skipped out of the room, leaving the unconscious Relinda behind, "Oh well!" She shouted out, "Toodles Relinda!" Clover laughed as she left the cellblock…
Clover has won her fight!
"Well well well…" Chris announced over the intercom, "It appears that we have our finalists! Clover and Picollo!" Chris gave an evil laugh, "I want them to go to the upstairs chapel and all of the losers… I want you to gather in the chapel as well… but you will go in the stands… we're going to have a live audience for this fight…" Chris laughed as he announced the final fight.
After a short while of waiting for the knocked-out Rival and Relinda to get back up, everyone except for Salem and Chris had gathered in the chapel room on the second floor of the prison. The room had a strange vibe to it, as the painted glass windows were all boarded shut and the main podium was destroyed, instead of having a baseball bat in its place.
"Well… this it…" Chris' voice came in over the intercom, "Who will win between a clown and a despair-obsessed yaoi artist…?" Chris paused for a bit, "We'll just have to see won't we?"
"Well, this is going to be marvelous…" Clover clapped her hands, "It all just boils down to us…" Clover gave a wide smile to Picollo, who had his Salem ace-in-the-hole if things got desperate.
"Yeah…" Picollo mumbled, "I'll just turn into Salem and end this as soon as I can… or…" Picollo thought as Clover summoned Lugosi, completely catching him off-guard. Picollo was unable to dodge the monster as it latched onto him and injected him with the feeling of despair.
"Well, that was anti-climatic." Deena rolled her eyes, "The fight's already over."
"Yeah, I was hoping for something a bit more interesting." George sighed, "Why did these two win again?"
As the losers talked amongst themselves nobody noticed that Picollo… was unaffected by Lugosi. "Is this some sort of joke?" Picollo said, causing everyone to freeze up, "I've lived with a lot of 'despair' before… this is child's play." Picollo rolled his eyes as Clover sat in shock.
"Y…you… beat my monster!" Clover store in pure shock, before picking up the nearby baseball bat and smiling, "Oh well, I'll beat you myself!" Clover hit Picollo over the head with the baseball bat, until she had realized what she had done.
Everyone in the room stood silently as they had realized what had happened… Picollo turned himself into Chris, meaning that technically, Clover had broken the rule of no violence against Chris.
Salem appeared in front of Clover, "Well…" Salem grabbed the girl, "Looks like you broke a simple rule… solitary will be your punishment…" Salem sent Clover to who-knows-where, frightening all of the contestants. "As for you Picollo," Salem whispered to the clown, "Your letter will be waiting for you in the mailroom in the basement, there will be a meal of real food for you in the storage room, and you will go make your vote in the confessional in one of the prison bathrooms… got it?" Salem asked Picollo, who shook his head yes.
"Now for the losers." Salem grinned, "One of the original seven is going back to jail tonight… it all depends on who to vote for…"
Confessional: Rival
"Cheating like that?" Rival clenched his fist, "That's horrible!"
Confessional Over
Confessional: Aztaroth
"Well, it seems Picollo is more competent than I expected… I'll have to take note of that."
Confessional Over
Confessional: Quinn
"Nyo Picollo!" Quinn looked upset, "You shouldn't do that to someone!"
Confessional Over
Confessional: Clover
"Oh my… Picollo has given me two new types of despair…" Clover happily moaned, "How charming of him…" Clover smiled.
Confessional Over
Confessional: Picollo
"That was quite the stunt to pull but, I need that vote… I can take out anyone I see as a threat… I just need to go ask around for what the other's powers are…"
Confessional Over
The prisoners all stood in the cafeteria, with Davy, Deena, Edna, Jacque, Jade, Monica, and Romeo all sitting at the round table in the middle of the room, and the winners of the first round all sitting at random tables, well, all of the winners except for Clover, who was locked up in solitary. Chris circled around the losers, with Salem next to him.
"All seven of you failed to defeat your opponents in combat…" Chris began, before stopping between Jacque and Jade. "So now all of you are in danger of being sent back to jail…" Chris looked at the seven, with Jade, Monica, and Romeo being nervous, Deena and Jacque looking slightly worried, Davy not caring at all, and Edna being… Edna.
"When I say your name… you are free to leave this table and go do whatever it is you do…" Chris grinned at the group, increasing some of their worries, "But if you're the last person at the table… back to prison… unless you have an idol." Chris stretched back, "With that out of the way…. Edna is safe…"
"Yayyy! Edna is a winner!" Edna hopped out of her chair and ran off.
"...Davy, you are safe as well…"
"Davy knew he wasn't in any real danger." Davy rolled his eyes and moved to a different table.
"Picollo mentioned all five of you in the confessional… so you were all taken into consideration…" Chris looked at the remaining five, with some of them becoming more nervous.
"But…." Chris put his hand on his chin, "Monica… you're still in…"
Monica sighed in relief and kept a calm smile, "Thank you for being a good sport Picollo." She said, with her eye twitching.
"...Jade… you're safe…"
Jade got up and moved to a different table, not saying a single word.
"...Deena, you get to stay…"
"Heh," Deena got up, "You actually had me nervous there for a minute." Deena walked over to another table.
"Jacque and Romeo…" Chris menacingly glared at the duo, "Picollo considers both of your powers a huge threat to him in the game… but luckily, only one of you will be sent away…"
Romeo bit at his fingernails while Jacque was trying to keep a poker face.
"But the final person who gets to stay is….
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Jacque let out a huge sigh and got up, causing Romeo's eye's to widen in fear.
"N…nonono… You're kidding right?" Romeo got up in fear, "Y-you're not gonna send me back there are you?" Romeo shook, completely terrified.
"Oh… I'm afraid so… Romeo… your time here is over…" Chris approached Romeo.
"Get away from me!" Romeo flipped the table at Chris, causing him to fall over. Romeo then bolted towards the exit of the cafeteria, picking up a bit of the floor and throwing it at Salem and Chris to keep himself safe.
Salem was about to go towards Romeo but was stopped by Chris, "Oh… Salem… let me do the honors…" Chris said to the demon intern.
Romeo had almost made it to the door when he suddenly stopped. He looked down at his legs and saw that he was unable to move them, no matter how hard he tried. Romeo then watched in horror as his arms both lifted themselves up… and slammed down onto his leg, breaking it so hard that a bit of bone stuck out. "AGHHHH!" Romeo screamed out as he grabbed his leg. Romeo still wasn't done fighting, however, as he then tried to crawl away from the duo.
Chris got back up, "Salem… do whatever you want…" Chris said to Salem, whose eyes' glowed dark red. "As you wish." He replied.
"You really thought you could run away?" Salem towered over Romeo, before kneeling down in front of him, "Here's what we do to wannabe escapees…" Salem pressed his hand onto Romeo's broken leg, causing him to screech in response. "Now… fall…" Salem gave a command to Romeo, causing the farmer to immediately lose consciousness.
Salem got up and looked over at the prisoners, aside from Edna, everyone there looked horrified at the scene, "Does anyone else feel like running away?" Salem gave a toothy grin as he cackled, not a single person dared to say anything or move. "Good… now back to your cells…" Everyone immediately rushed back to their cells, not even humoring the idea of trying to revolt.
Confessional: Rival
"Holy fuck!" Rival's eyes were wide with horror, "I barely knew Romeo but… he didn't deserve that! Nobody here does!"
Confessional Over
Confessional: Clover
"Romeo has been blessed with the gift of despair…" Clover smiled, "How lovely! ...I wish I got to see it..."
Confessional Over
Confessional: Salem
"It's good to be back." Salem stretched his arms back, "I've missed being able to torment humans."
Confessional Over
Salem stood inside a very dark room with a figure also standing inside. Due to the room's lack of lighting, it was impossible to make anything inside of it out.
"I certainly enjoy your plan," Salem spoke to the figure, "But are you even sure you're powerful enough for it to work?"
"I am most certainly strong enough." The figure stood still, "If you want proof then… hit me as hard as you can."
Salem was taken aback by the figure's request, but grinned and cocked his arm back, "Ok!"
Salem punched the figure with full force, but nothing happened… the figure didn't move or even flinch, in fact, Salem just felt that his arm hurt instead.
"I told you…" The figure simply blinked, "I'm powerful enough…"
"What?" Salem held his arm, "W-Well…" Salem gave an evil smile, "I stand corrected don't I?"
"Do you have the footage for the day?" One of the cameramen asked another camerman, "I gotta edit this before Chris goes on my ass about getting it out before the deadline." The cameraman rolled his eyes.
"Yeah," The second cameraman went over to a few of the cameras, which were all neatly placed on a shelf in the storage room, "Here you go." The cameraman handed the other one the video cards from each of the cameras.
"Thanks." The cameraman responded, before taking the cards with him to the Warden's Office up on the second floor. The cameraman walked inside and locked the door, making sure nobody else would enter the room. The man then threw all of the video cards onto the floor and stomped on them, destroying all of the footage the interns had captured, "Like hell anyone's gonna see this…"
Picollo took the letter he had gotten from winning the challenge, he had waited until everyone else was asleep so he could read it in privacy, what was it, twelve am now? He felt sick to his stomach as he held the paper in his hands. "Why am I even bothering reading this?" Picollo thought as he gripped the paper, "It's just gonna say something about how they hate me for breaking the law, with the exception of Monstro being his dumb self." Picollo sighed as he began to open the letter.
Picollo pulled the letter out and prepared to read it, still feeling sick about reading it. Picollo finally built up the guts to read the letter and turned it over, using the light from a book lamp he had taken from the library. Picollo stopped when he read the letter, it wasn't any declaration of hatred towards him or sadness that he was gone. It just read "Why did you do it? -Monstro" Picollo teared up as he read the letter, sure he was innocent, but the fact that even his 'closest' friend Monstro of all people thought that he was guilty of crashing that car into that bank… it broke him. Picollo threw his letter to the ground, "I don't know… I just don't…" Picollo cried into his arms, losing all of the snarkiness he had.
And that official wraps up episode one, which I kinda speedran lol. I just really wanted to get this chapter out sooooo yeah! Onto the cast stuff and vote confessional.
Vote Confessional:
"Let me think…" Picollo tapped his head, "Deena, Monica, Jacque, Romeo, and Jade all of things that make them a threat to me… I think I'm gonna have to vote out Romeo, super strength has proved itself to be a huge danger…"
Remaining Prisoners: Aztaroth, Bella/Edna, Clover, Davy, Deena, George, Jacque, Jade, Monica, Picollo, Quinn, Relinda, Rival
Elimination Order:
14th ~ Romeo Darnell McFarland - The Toxic Farmer (BigBadBrad)