I decided to change my pen name from CrypticCrossover to Beefnautz. Just cause my old pen name didn't feel right. I mean just what am i crossing over? :P
The Fifth Event, Mr. Smiley Outraged
As Mr. Smiley walked out from his balcony to address his audience, he noticed a lot of dissatisfied grunts within the masses. He clears his throat and got his audience's undivided attention using sincerity in his speech.
"Fellow spectators… I, who promised you a show of a lifetime, would like to extend my sincerest apologies for what had happened yesterday. I know a lot of you have not attended today because of my poor planning, but I ASSURE YOU THAT TODAY, THOSE OF YOU WHO AREN'T HERE WILL REGRET MISSING AN EVENT THAT WILL ROCK YOU TO YOUR CORE!" The crowd was wooed by this and started cheering once more. "FOR THIS EVENT, WE WILL HAVE A SURVIVAL CHALLENGE! TWO DELINQUENTS WILL FACE OFF IN A DEATHMATCH FOR 15 MINUTES AGAINST ONE OF THE CRIMSON CIRCUS'S GREATEST VETERENS OF ALL TIME! NOW THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALL BEEN FOR, PUT YOUR HANDS TOGETHER FOR THE MERCILESS BORIS THE BUUUUTCHEEER!" The crowd goes in a frenzy as the Russian Toad Giant makes his appearance. "NOW LET'S BRING ON OUR VICTIMS!"
The crowd starts booing at the appearance of Antonia and Dimentio. "We're about as dead as a doornail aren't we…" stated Antonia as she scowled at the ringmaster on the balcony.
"Ugh, just leave the metaphors and similes to me" replied Dimentio.
"CONTESTANTS BEGIN!" announced Mr. Smiley. As the crowd started to scream with excitement, Mr. Smiley pulled out his walkie-talkie. "Boris, can you hear me?"
"Da, boss" replied the giant.
"Listen, I am willing to let you freelance on this one, but just until I give you further orders, understand?"
"Da."
"Excellent, now go out there and beat your communist ideals into their skulls" said Mr. Smiley with a chuckle.
Mr. Zep was still worried about this decision. "Sir, is it really a good idea to let him do as he pleases?"
"Relax, although Boris is stubborn, he knows that without my guidance, the Crimson Circus would be nothing, and you can't really deny his loyalty toward the circus."
"Just what does this event have to do with Dimentio's second test?"
"*sinister chuckle* oh you'll see…"
As the two were talking, Boris was giving Dimentio and Antonia the beat down of their lives. Any magical attacks flung by Dimentio was met with Boris's resistance ability, which enable him to punch out any spell without receiving a scratch. Antonia attempted outmaneuver Boris by circling around him using her flight and aiming her spells at his head. Boris's inhumane speed made this tactic impossible to put into use.
Mr. Smiley laughed with every hit that Dimentio received from Boris's big fist, usually commented with the phrases 'Ooh, that gotta hurt!' or 'Ouch, even I felt that one!' After the first five minutes of carnage, Mr. Smiley got bored and decided to start the test. He picked up his walkie-talkie and yawned. "Hey um Boris?"
"Da, Boss?" said Boris while swinging Dimentio around like a broken toy.
"I'd like you to turn your attention on the girl from now on."
"Vich one? Girl vith dress or girl vith hair?"
"*snickers* Okay, first off Dimentio is the boy in the dress."
"You sure boss? He smell too pretty to be man"
Mr. Smiley's snickering became loud laughter. "Yes, he's a boy *attempts to contain laughter*. Just target Antonia, I want to see if he's willing to put live on the line for her, or bail out."
"Da, Boss." Boris released Dimetio, who was coughing up blood, and attacked Antonia.
Antonia was able to gather enough energy to make her transformation into a large dragon. The crowd was awed and Mr. Smiley seemed quite impressed.
The transformation shocked Boris and caught him off guard. Antonia swung her tail at him and effectively smacked him into the wall. She started to try to shoot out flames, but Boris recovered quickly and jumped at her throat and crushed the windpipe. Antonia screamed and fell to the floor with smoke arising from her mouth. Dimentio witnessed the whole thing in shock. He grabbed a sharp metal object and plunged it into the back of Boris' neck. Boris roared and lashed out at Dimentio before he could go aid Antonia. Then Boris put his foot over Dimentio's body to prevent him from leaving and swung his mighty fists into Dimentio's face with sheer hate. The crowd who once cheered for more action gasped in horror and sympathy for the poor jester.
Even Mr. Smiley thought this was too much. "Umm Boris, could you lighten up a bit?"
Boris ignored this request and continued beating Dimentio's face.
"*nervous chuckle* Okay Boris, that's enough. You can stop now."
Boris still ignored Mr. Smiley, which infuriated him.
"BORIS, ARE YOU DAFT? I ORDERED YOU TO STOP!" roared Mr. Smiley.
Boris stopped punching Dimentio only to pick up his axe and deliver the finishing blow. Dimentio, who was near death accepted his fate and closed his eyes with tears of regret that he could not save Antonia.
The axe was swung, the crowd gasped in shock and amazement to see that Mr. Smiley, who appeared out of nowhere, blocked the finishing blow with his cane. Mr. Smiley's red burning aura intimidated Boris enough for him to step off of Dimentio, but his anger was still burning. "SMILEY! VHY DO YOU STOP BORIS!"
"HOW DARE YOU! I gave you an order and you refused to carry it out! And now you have the audacity to yell at me?" Mr. Smiley looked at Dimentio who was bleeding profusely, and healed him using a life shroom.
Dimentio woke up and was shocked to see himself alive and well, but not as shocked to see his uncle protecting him. "U-Uncle Smiley? Why this is unexpected… like a twister on a…" said Dimentio weakly.
"Would you shut it already? Grambi! I should have never let you read that 'Similes and Metaphors 101' book. YOU'RE NOT GOOD AT IT AND IT MAKES YOU SOUND LIKE AN IDIOT! Besides, the only reason you're still alive is because I'm the only one who gets the privilege of killing you. Now here, *gives Dimentio a Life Shroom* go attend to my other contestant and get out. I need to have a word with Boris."
Dimentio, fearing that Mr. Smiley would change his mind about sparing him, obeyed without question.
It was Boris' turn to yell. "SMILEY! I GAVE GOOD SHOW, BETTER THAN YOU CAN EVER DO! SO VHY DO YOU STOP BORIS?"
"Because this is MY circus, Boris, and if there's one thing I can't tolerate, it's disobedience. And because you have disgraced me, my circus, and yourself with such barbarism, (which I admire as so long as it is used properly), I will have to get rid of you myself!"
"BAH! You fight injured man in duel, Smiley? Then you disgrace yourself!"
"*chuckles* Oh Boris, you still don't get it do you? THIS is NOT a duel, more accurately it is an execution. Your execution, to be precise, so now I'm giving you a choice, leave now or die by my magic."
Boris let out a loud roaring laughter. "Boris STAY!"
"Hah! Wrong answer!" Mr. Smiley and Boris clashed their weapons with each other. Energy surged from their bodies with intense auras. The battle for the future control of the Crimson Circus had begun.