3rd POV
After that...situation that happened a few days ago with Cardin in the hospital for...
Butt injuries.
Let's just say most of Beacon laughed and made ass jokes whenever they saw Sky. Who is now traumatized and can't look at anything brown or chocolate the same way ever again.
Right now, we see Team GTA 5 in their dorm relaxing or napping.
The members of Team GTA 5 lounged in their dorm, savoring a well-deserved moment of respite. After the incident with Cardin and the subsequent fallout, they needed some relaxation.
Mina was sprawled on a beanbag, her headphones in, blissfully lost in her music. Sith was on his bed, scrolling through his iFruit phone and occasionally casting curious glances at Green, who was tinkering with a small, intricate device.
221Sept and Lock were engrossed in a heated card game at a corner table, their arguments punctuated by triumphant laughs and frustrated groans. Cookie was spread out on the couch, an oversized bag of snacks by his side, leisurely flipping through a magazine.
Chris reclined in his chair, a mischievous glint in his eye as he looked over at the relaxed members of his team. A sense of contentment washed over them, despite the chaos they often found themselves in.
Chris: You know, moments like these are what make it all worth it, right?
Mina:*pausing her music* What's that, Chris?
Chris: Our adventures, the battles, the crazy situations. It's all leading up to these peaceful moments when we can just be ourselves.
Mina:*grinning* Yeah, you're right. It's good to have some downtime.
Just as the team of killers and probably psychos can relax more. Emerald, who finished taking a shower noticed one member missing.
Emerald: Where's Mako?
Mina was quick to answer her question.
Mina: With Cinder.
The men stop what they were doing and look at Mina.
Cookie: You left Mako with Cinder?
Mina: Yeah. You make it sound like they'll blow something up. Or rob a bank. Or murder.
Green: Sometimes I forget how crazy you and your sister are.
Mina:*grinning* Thank you.
As the conversation unfolded, Chris couldn't help but think that Team GTA 5 had indeed assembled a unique and somewhat eccentric group. Yet, he wouldn't have it any other way. They had faced countless challenges and adventures together, and their unorthodox approach to life, missions, and everything in between was what made their team so exceptional.
Cookie: Well, knowing those two, they might do something crazy... like a prank war.
Lock: Or they'll form a plot to make Beacon's cafeteria food actually taste good.
Sith: I wouldn't put it past them to try some elaborate heist. They've got a knack for those sorts of things.
Chris: In the grand scheme of things, our definition of "normal" is, well, not very normal at all.
Mina: That's what makes life interesting, isn't it? Who wants to be just like everyone else?
Emerald chuckled at this, her worries easing slightly. She realized that the unpredictability of Team GTA 5, along with their unique camaraderie, was a big part of what made their life at Beacon so exciting.
Emerald: You guys certainly know how to keep things... entertaining.
With a shared laugh, Team GTA 5 settled back into their relaxation, awaiting the inevitable mischief Mako and Cinder would get up to in the meantime.
Chris: Speaking of heist. We should get-wait.
Chris gets up, pulls out his Assault Rifle MK II, cocks it, and dorm door is heard knocking.
Chris: It's unlocked.
Soon Teams RWBY, JNPR, and surprisingly Team CFVY entered. All with their arms up in surrender due to Chris being armed.
Chris: Knew someone was there behind the door. Now one of you start explaining.
Ruby:*nervous* We were...eavesdropping on your conversation. Mostly when we heard the word 'heist'.
Blake:*pointing at Weiss* It was Weiss' idea to catch any criminal activities you guys are planning.
Weiss: Hey!
Chris lowered his weapon, letting out a sigh, but the tension in the room didn't dissipate entirely.
Chris: Alright, listen. We were just tossing around random ideas. No criminal activities are being planned... right now.
Mina: Yeah, we were mostly talking about opening a nightclub.
Chris: Yeah, you know, a legit business.
Sith: But we haven't ruled out the possibility of a heist-themed event for the grand opening.
Green: Or a casino night, for that matter.
Lock: So, don't get your panties in a twist. We're not plotting a robbery.
Mina: You guys are so jumpy.
Emerald, who had been watching the whole situation unfold, finally spoke up.
Emerald: Yeah, they're crazy, but not criminals.
Nora:*dropping her arms* So no crime?
Sith: Not today.
Jaune:*relieved* Well, that's a relief.
Ruby: Sorry for jumping to conclusions.
Chris: No harm done. But next time, just ask if you're curious. Now, we still have some R&R to enjoy. If you want to hang out, the guns stay out of sight.
Team RWBY, JNPR, and CFVY slowly put their arms down, glad that there wasn't a nefarious plan at hand. They decided to stay, curious about the strange antics and ideas of Team GTA 5, though they would keep a watchful eye just in case things took an unexpected turn.
Chris: Anyway, we were just talking about our nightclub. Thoughts?
Weiss:*curious* What kind of nightclub?
Mina:*grinning* Oh, you know, something unique. Something that would make people remember us.
Sith: The Automatron.
Weiss: The Automatron?
Lock:*enthusiastic* A nightclub where robot bartenders and bouncers serve drinks and make sure everyone's having a great time. It'll be a blast!
Emerald: That does sound unique.
Mina:*smirking* And that's just the start.
The idea of The Automatron intrigued Team RWBY, JNPR, and CFVY. They all exchanged glances, realizing that their mysterious dorm neighbors had a talent for bringing excitement to even the most mundane aspects of life.
Velvet, who was quiet, decided to voice her thoughts.
Velvet: Where are guys going to get the robots?
Ren: And who's going to run the nightclub/casino?
Sith: There's also an underground fight club.
Yang:*liking the fight club* Fight club? Okay, that's two things I love! Nightclubs and Fight clubs!
Cookie: And to answer your question, Velvet. We're gonna use the old robot dummies that Glynda has. And ask/threaten Ironwood for a couple of Atlesian Knight-130s.
Fox: Wait, threaten?
Green:*ignoring Fox* And who to run it will be...uhhh.
Sith: Roman Torchwick.
WBY, JNPR, and CFVY:*shocked* WHAT?!
Chris and Ruby cringes hearing that. This caught everyone's attention.
Sith: What happened?
Chris: Let's just say...I cut off Roman's right hand with my Machete, amputated his left leg with my Combat Shotgun, and...By the time he got to the hospital he lost 40% of his blood.
Ruby: Chris is not lying. Because Prof. Goodwitch yelled at his face admitting what he did. I was there.
Everyone:...
Mina: That's hot~
Everyone looks at Mina.
Chris: I sometimes forget you're not mentality right in the head.
221Sept: Before or after coming here...?
Chris: Yes.
The revelation that they planned to involve Roman Torchwick in their nightclub venture left everyone in a state of shock, but Chris and Ruby's gruesome account of their last encounter with him silenced the room even further. The thought of someone losing a hand and leg and nearly half their blood due to Chris' actions was a lot to process.
Sith:*shrugs* So, he'll be running our place once he gets out.
Chris: Assuming he still can.
Mina:*grinning* Or we could just let him be the bouncer.
Emerald:*incredulous* A one-handed, one-legged bouncer?
Lock:*grinning* Yeah, that would be entertaining.
Velvet:*in shock* You guys are insane.
Jaune:*nodding* I have to agree. That sounds like a lawsuit waiting to happen.
Ren:*skeptical* Not to mention, why would he even agree to work with you after what you did to him?
Sith:*confident* Oh, he has his reasons.
Cookie:*grinning* Let's just say he owes us.
Chris:*casual* More like, we have some dirt on him.
Yang:*amused* You guys are something else.
Weiss:*disapproving* This sounds highly unorthodox.
Chris:*grinning* That's us. We make the unorthodox work.
Pyrrha:*wondering* I can't decide if you're brilliant or completely crazy.
Chris:*smirking* We prefer a little bit of both.
Nora:*grinning* Well, it's certainly unique!
Mina:*grinning* So, that's a yes?
The teams exchanged skeptical glances and reluctant nods. While they still weren't entirely sure about the sanity of Team GTA 5, they couldn't deny that their plan had the potential to be a memorable experience. If nothing else, it promised to be an adventure.
Chris: But since he's under intense police custody at Vale General Hospital. We should-
Mina: GO GUNS BLAZING!
Chris: Mina, no.
Mina: Mina, yes~
Coco:*in shock* Yeah, she's insane.
Chris: We. By 'we' in mean, Sith and Blake will go in as nurses.
Blake:*wondering* Why me?
Green: How good is your Stealth?
Blake: It's good.
Lock: Great. Now what about IDs?
Green tosses two VGH IDs with Blake's and Sith's faces and fake names on it.
Green: Just made them with my Document Forgery device.
Chris: Now for the less sus situation. I'm going to be an anonymous guy who pays bail for Roman. While Sith and Blake gets Roman out, Jaune, 221Sept, Cookie, and Ren will arrive in a limo in suits looking like hired security with Weiss in the limo acting like the main kingpin.
Weiss: I will not pro-!
Chris: I'll pay each of you 500,000 Lien.
Jaune, Ren, Blake, and Weiss looked at Chris with wide eyes.
Jaune:*in shock* You serious?
Chris pulls out his iFruit phone, starts pressing stuff, and puts it back in his pocket.
Chris: 3...2...1.
Jaune, Ren, Blake, and Weiss' scrolls vibrate as they pull them out and open them.
They all jaw drop at what they saw.
Pyrrha and Ruby takes a peek at Jaune's scroll and also jaw drop at what they saw.
It was 250,000 Lien.
Chris: That's half of the full payment. You'll get the rest after the job.
Ren, Jaune, Blake, and Weiss exchanged glances, shock written on their faces as they observed the significant sum on their scrolls. It was an offer that could change their lives in an instant.
Weiss:*grumbling* This had better be worth it.
Blake:*quietly* I can think of a few effective ways to use that, Lien.
Jaune:*amazed* I've never seen so much money in one place.
Ren:*nodding* It's an incredible opportunity.
With that, they agreed to the plan, their combined curiosity and the enticing promise of Lien proving too much to resist.
Chris:*smirking* Fantastic. Now, I've got to make an anonymous call to the hospital.
Mina:*pouting* But I wanna blow something up...
Cookie:*sarcastic* Your patience is legendary, Mina.
Sith:*to Blake* You ready for this?
Blake:*determined* I'm ready.
They gathered their gear, adjusted their clothing, and prepared to dive headfirst into a rather unusual mission, all in the name of a grand, unconventional business venture involving a one-handed, one-legged, and likely disgruntled ex-criminal.
Ren, Jaune, Weiss, and Blake's pockets felt a little heavier, and they couldn't help but wonder if their involvement in this escapade would change them for better or for worse.
Timeskip brought to you by the plan working.
We open up to VGH lobby as we see Roman in a wheelchair being pushed by Blake (in disguise) and Sith (in disguise) holding his stuff.
Roman: Man, I'm going to miss this hospital, you know?
Blake (in disguise): And we'll miss you Mr. Torchwick.
Sith (in disguise): That's right.
As they smoothly made their way through the bustling hospital lobby, Roman in his wheelchair, Blake and Sith by his side, Roman gave a faux dramatic sigh. He seemed to be relishing the attention he was getting.
Roman: Ah, the tender care and excellent service... it's been a real treat, let me tell ya!
A few nurses and other staff members who recognized him from his previous stay chuckled and waved him off.
Nurse 1: Take care, Mr. Torchwick!
Sith (in disguise): They'll miss your charm around here, that's for sure.
Blake (in disguise): And the excitement of your company, I'm sure.
A couple of patients waiting in the lobby looked over, curious at the mention of Mr. Torchwick's name, but the nurses continued pushing the chair and made their way towards the exit.
Roman:*in a lower voice* You know, I'm going to miss that screaming lady down the hall. Always livened up the place. But I guess it's time to move on to bigger and better things, right?
Sith (in disguise): That's the spirit, Mr. Torchwick.
As they approached the exit, Roman looked back at the hospital one more time before they passed through the sliding glass doors and into the bright sunlight.
Meanwhile, outside the hospital, Jaune, Ren, Cookie, Weiss, and 221Sept were in the limo, making small talk to pass the time.
Cookie: So, everyone clear on their roles?
Jaune:*nervous* Yep, we're the security team.
Ren:*calm* And Weiss is the big shot.
Weiss:*still miffed* I don't like this plan.
221Sept: Just think about the other 250,000 Lien.
Weiss grumbled in response.
Cookie: Alright. Let's make this work. Once we get Roman out, the real fun begins.
The limo idled in front of the hospital's entrance, ready to spring into action.
Back inside the hospital, Blake and Sith expertly pushed Roman's wheelchair to the curb where the limo was parked. Weiss sat inside, looking out the window. When they arrived, she exited the vehicle and waved Roman over.
Weiss: There you are, Mr. Torchwick. I trust everything went well?
Roman: Oh, like a charm, Miss...?
Weiss: Schnee. And this is my team of security professionals. We've heard so much about your situation, we thought we'd offer our services to ensure your safety during your recovery.
Roman looked at the well-dressed individuals in the limo and then back to Weiss.
Roman: Well, how could I refuse such a generous offer? Let's get outta here!
As the three made their way toward the limo, Roman was thinking of the sizable payout he was expecting, and Weiss tried to appear as confident as possible, even though she wasn't entirely comfortable with the situation.
Just as the limo drove away. Blake and Sith quickly went to a parked Enus Cognoscenti and got in the backseat. In the front was Yang and Lock in the driver seat.
Sith: Follow that limo, Lock.
Lock nodded and started the engine, skillfully maneuvering the luxury car to follow the limo from a discreet distance. Yang glanced at the pair in the backseat through the rearview mirror.
Yang: You guys got everything ready?
Sith: Yep.
Blake: We're just waiting for the right moment.
As they tailed the limo, everyone in the car stayed focused, their eyes on the vehicle ahead, ready to spring into action when the time was right.
Meanwhile in the limo. Weiss played her part like a pro. As Jaune and Cookie in suits and sunglasses sat in silence playing their part like pros between Roman.
Roman, unaware of the elaborate plan surrounding him, was keeping his head down, not wanting any trouble as he contemplated his supposed release.
The tension inside the limo was palpable, but everyone remained committed to their roles, knowing that the success of the mission depended on their ability to blend in and avoid raising suspicions.
In the far distance on a rooftop, we see a couple White Fang soldiers aiming snipers at the limo. Unknown behind them and sneaking for the kill...was Neo.
As the White Fang soldier turned to look behind him, his eyes widened in surprise, but it was already too late. Neo, swift as a shadow, drove a concealed blade into his chest, piercing his heart. He let out a choked gasp, blood spurting from his mouth as he collapsed, lifeless.
The remaining soldier, unaware of his comrade's fate, continued to keep the limo in his crosshairs, ready to fire when the moment came. Little did he know that a silent and deadly presence lurked just behind him.
Just as Neo was about to get another kill. The remaining soldier gets shot through the sniper's scope ending him.
Shocked and confused, Neo looked around looking for the shooter. She then notices something on another rooftop. Waving?
She picks up the sniper from the first dead soldier and looks through the scope.
She saw Green waving at her while holding a Sniper Rifle with an Advanced Scope and Suppressor. She raised an eyebrow at him.
With a hint of curiosity in her eyes, Neo returned the favor by signaling a quick thumbs-up, clearly perplexed by this unanticipated interaction.
Timeskip
Back with the limo, it heads to the shady side of Vale and stops at Junior's Club. Or it was his club.
Weiss, still assuming her role with a commanding presence, exits the limo first with Cookie and Ren coming out, then Jaune who is pushing Roman in a wheelchair.
Roman saw the club having its sign removed with a new one being put on.
Roman: 'The Automatron'? What happened to Junior?
Weiss doesn't say anything, but just smiles. This uneasy Roman as they entered the club that's now being renovated.
As the group entered the club, the interior was a flurry of activity. Construction workers were busy setting up equipment, hanging neon lights, and arranging tables. It was evident that this place was undergoing a significant transformation.
Jaune, pushing Roman's wheelchair, looked around in fascination, clearly surprised by the rapid changes. Roman, on the other hand, couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy about the whole situation. He glanced at Weiss, still unsure about her intentions.
Weiss: Mr. Torchwick, welcome to your new venture. I trust you'll find 'The Automatron' to your liking.
Roman: It's certainly... different.
Ren, Cookie, and the others hung back, staying in their designated roles as security personnel. It was all part of the plan, and they watched the unfolding situation closely.
Just as they entered the main office. Roman saw Cinder who he was shocked to see. And hold a laugh noticing her in a maid outfit, eyepatch, and her short hair.
Just before the doors close and lock, Neo is thrown in by Green.
Roman:*surprised* Neo?
Neo saw Roman and smiled. She was about to hug him when the office chair turns revealing Chris.
Chris:*smug* Hello there, Roman.
When Roman saw Chris...
He was pissed off. Why? Because of the whole cutting off his right hand with a Machete and amputated his left leg with a Combat Shotgun.
And just a heads up. Neo was totally unaware.
Roman:*pissed* YOU?!
Roman's outburst was loud enough that it caught the attention of everyone in the room. Neo, who was moments away from hugging Roman, froze in surprise. She clearly hadn't expected this twist in the situation.
Chris, still wearing a smug expression, leaned back in the office chair as he looked at Roman.
Chris: Me.
Roman was seething. He had been through hell, lost a hand, a leg, and had to spend weeks in the hospital. The sight of his assailant casually sitting in this new club infuriated him.
Chris: Well, well, Roman. I see you've been causing a bit of trouble while I was away. Missing your right hand, I see?
Neo was utterly shocked, unaware of the grudge that existed between Roman and Chris.
Roman: You... you son of a-
Weiss, standing next to Chris, interrupted Roman's tirade.
Weiss: Mr. Torchwick, we're not here for a reunion. We're here for business. And it's in your best interest to cooperate.
Roman knew he was in no position to resist. He had lost a good portion of his criminal empire and now his freedom. With a defeated sigh, he finally submitted to the situation.
Roman: What do you want?
Chris: We want you to help us run this establishment. A nightclub, a casino, an underground fight club. The whole package. Consider it your way of paying off your... debts.
Roman: Debts? I think I've already paid for them in full.
Chris chuckled at Roman's comment, causing Neo to raise an eyebrow.
Chris: You still owe me a leg, Roman. But don't worry, I'm not cruel. I'm giving you an opportunity for redemption.
Roman, Neo, and Weiss exchanged uneasy glances. The trio had found themselves entangled in an unexpected situation, and it was far from clear how it would play out.
Then Cinder spoke up. When Neo and Roman saw Cinder's remaining eye. It looked as if all life had faded from her.
Cinder: You should agree Roman. It would be best for you.
Roman looked at Chris with an uneasy glance.
Roman: What the fuck did you do to her?
Chris: My friends and I broke her.
Weiss: I'm sorry wha-
Before Weiss could finish. Her scroll vibrates and she pulls it out and sees the other 250,000 Lien enter. With an extra 100,000 Lien as a bonus.
Weiss, still assuming her role with a commanding presence, exits the office with a smile and waves at the others.
With Weiss's exit, Roman found himself in a peculiar and tense situation, facing Chris and Cinder. It was clear that he had little choice but to agree with their terms.
Roman: Fine, I'll help run this place. But I want assurances that I'll be safe, and my debts will be considered paid once and for all.
Chris: You'll get your protection, and we'll consider your debts settled. But make no mistake, Roman, you're now working for us.
Cinder, still lifeless in her demeanor, simply nodded.
Roman: Alright, you won this round.
With that, a reluctant partnership was formed. Roman Torchwick would now have to adapt to a new line of work, running "The Automatron" under the watchful eyes of Chris and his enigmatic associates.
Chris: And by protection. Neo here who is your sidekick. Will be your protection.
Neo and Roman blink in slight confusion.
Chris: And thanks to her being a mute and her semblance, wouldn't you agree that she's the best bodyguard and assassin to ever have?
Roman was taken aback but couldn't help but see the logic in Chris's words. Neo had proven herself to be a highly effective and enigmatic operative, and her skills, especially her semblance, made her a formidable asset. He nodded in agreement, understanding that having Neo as his sidekick and protector had its merits.
Roman: Alright, she's got the job.
Neo simply gave a thumbs-up in response. The partnership was sealed, and Roman Torchwick, now with Neo at his side, would navigate the world of "The Automatron" under the watchful eye of Chris and his associates.
Roman: By the way, what happened to Junior?
Chris:*looking at Cinder* Well...
Flashback to yesterday
We see Junior trying to punch Mako. Who not only dodged but did a good suplex and even followed up with the pin.
Mako: Sir. I was given myself a mission for Team GTA 5. One of greatest Teams in Remnant. And that mission is to get you out of here. Now. What's the password to open the safe?
Junior: Eat My Ass.
Mako: Really?
Behind her was the unconscious or probably dead bodies of Junior's men. With Melanie and Miltia Malachite knocked out and dragged by Cinder.
Mako: Sir. Do not let me make Cinder use enhanced interrogation techniques.
Junior: Eat My Ass!
Mako: Cinder.
Cinder: RRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!
Cinder foams at the mouth like a rabid animal, cross-eyed, charges in blind rage, and then kicks Junior in nuts. Keep in mind, Cinder is wearing heels with her maid outfit.
Mako adding salt plays Thugnificent-Stomp Em In The Nuts from her iFruit phone.
Cinder: Give us the password, boy!
Junior:*in pain* Eat My Ass! EAT. MY. ASS!
Cinder: RAGH!
Cinder then stomps his nuts. Eight times.
Cinder: Give us the password!
Junior:*in pain* Eat My Ass!
Cinder: Give us the password!
Junior:*in pain* Eat My Ass!
Cinder: Give us the fuckin' password!
Mako then realized something.
Mako: Cinder wait.
Cinder stops stomping on Junior nuts and looks at Mako.
Mako:*typing the password* Eat. My. Ass.
*BEEP*
The safe opens.
Mako and Cinder: Oh...
End of Flashback
Chris: And that's what happened to Junior.
Roman:...
Roman seemed to be at a loss for words after hearing the rather, well, unique ordeal that had befallen Junior. He looked between Chris and Cinder, a mixture of confusion and unease on his face.
Roman: This place is crazier than I thought.
Chris simply chuckled.
Chris: Oh, you have no idea. But now that we've got you and Neo on board, we might just be the craziest and most profitable bunch around.
With the formalities sorted, Chris, Roman, Neo, and Cinder got down to business, preparing for their new venture in the nightclub and casino, "The Automatron." With Team GTA 5's skills and Roman's street smarts, the future of their criminal enterprise seemed bright and promising.
Timeskip to two weeks later
We see The Automatron in its grand opening. Drawing crowds from all over both Vale and outside of the kingdom.
Inside, we see on the upper floors/VIP area is Teams RWBY, JNPR, CFVY, and GTA 5 overlooking the large crowd.
221Sept: So, what guys think?
Blake: It's quite the operation you've got going here. The tech, the atmosphere, it's like something out of a movie.
Ren: And it's incredibly busy for a grand opening.
Jaune: Yeah, the word got around fast.
Sith: Not just words. People see this place, and the allure pulls them in.
Weiss: The fact that all of you got this set up so quickly is... well, impressive.
Mina: You don't have to tell us twice.
Yang: I can't believe you got Ironwood to sign off on this.
Chris: Ironwood doesn't know.
Ruby: He doesn't? But isn't he...
Chris: Very busy right now. It would be a while before he ever came here. That's the only reason why he allowed me to borrow the Atlesian Knights.
Ruby: And what are you planning to do with them?
Chris: Show off.
Green: That's true, they're doing quite the job making our club look busy.
Lock: And dangerous.
Mina: Sexy too. In a creepy way.
The group laughed at that.
Mina: It's crazy, though. All this seems so... normal.
Blake: That's the weird thing about all this. For a life of crime, it's shockingly mundane.
Chris: Just a day in the life for Team GTA 5.
The evening went on, and The Automatron's grand opening was in full swing. The club was alive with music, laughter, and chatter, and Team GTA 5's new criminal enterprise seemed to be thriving.
Cookie:*to Teams RWBY, JNPR, and CFVY* By the way, you twelve can get free drinks.
Teams RWBY, JNPR, and CFVY: Really?
Yang:*excited* Even the alcohol!
Mako: Yes.
Ruby: That's awesome!
Weiss: Just be careful, you two. It's still early in the evening.
Chris: And we don't want to have to carry anyone home.
Jaune: Thanks, Cookie, Mako. We'll enjoy it responsibly.
As the night continued, Team GTA 5, along with their friends, enjoyed the grand opening of The Automatron, the bustling nightclub and casino they had worked so hard to set up.
Later~
We see Pyrrha on her fifth shot of tequila with Coco on seventh.
Coco:*drunk* Have I ever told you... That I stopped wetting the bed at the age of 12.
Pyrrha:*drunk* Really? Same here.
Coco:*drunk* Ayyy...
Their drinks had clearly been flowing, and they were both sharing stories and laughs, oblivious to the world around them.
Over by the bar, Chris chatted with Lock while sipping on a cocktail.
Chris: You know, Lock, things turned out pretty well, considering how it all started with that crazy heist idea.
Lock: Yeah, it's been quite a journey, but we've come a long way. The Automatron is a hit, and Team GTA 5 is back on track.
Mina and Sith, meanwhile, had managed to take over the dance floor, surrounded by an entourage of fans who admired their energetic dance moves. Green and 221Sept could be found by the card tables, where Green was pulling off some of his sleight-of-hand tricks to win at blackjack.
As the night continued to unfold, The Automatron proved to be a place of excitement, celebration, and, perhaps for some, even a bit of overindulgence.
Meanwhile in the Underground Fight Club.
Cookie:*holding Yang's arm* And the winner is, Yang "FireCracker" Xiao-Long!
Yang: YEAH! WHO'S NEXT!?
We see Mako dragging Yang's bloodied and defeated opponent out the ring. Here are the Underground Fight Club rules:
1) Do not snitch about the Underground Fight Club.
2) Do not use your weapons in the fight.
3) You can only bet on one person.
4) Do not kill your opponent.
5) Do not activate your Aura during fighting.
6) Do not use your semblance.
7) Have fun and try to win!
The rules were strictly adhered to, and the crowd relished in the raw intensity of the fights. It was a place where people could truly test their skills and push their limits without endangering anyone's life.
Yang's victory only fueled the excitement, and the bets were made for the next fight. In this secretive, high-stakes environment, people could both witness incredible combat skills and make a profit on their favorite fighters.
As the night went on, the Underground Fight Club continued to provide a thrilling and dangerous outlet for those looking to prove themselves. And for Yang, it was another place where her strength and determination shone.
Cookie: Ok! Who's next!
A hand is raised and in enters Mercury.
Mercury:*points at Cookie* I challenge you!
Yang quickly exits the ring as Mako announces the two fighters.
Mako: OK people! We have...Crazy_Cookie_049!
The crowd cheers for Cookie
Cookie: FWOOOOOOO!
Mako: And his...Challenger!
The crowd cheers at Mercury who poses a bit.
Man:*calling-out* I WANNA SEE BLOOD!
Woman:*calling-out* COOKIE TAKE ME!
Mako: Ready?*rings bell*
Cookie: Fuck you, boy! I'm gonna Eat your Soul!
Cookie charges at Mercury.
Now what most don't know by now.
All members of Team GTA 5 have Strength stat...
...of 100%.
Meaning their physicality, the strongest eight people on Remnant.
But Mercury didn't know that as he tried to block for an attack, only to have a heavy kick to the face from Cookie sending him flying and bloody broken nose.
Cookie: I'm Gonna to annihilate you Kid!
Cookie: You See This Fuckin' Cookie hoodie I'm Wearing!? This Mah Ass Whoopin' Cookie hoodie!
Cookie lifts Mercury's head.
Cookie: I got it for Whoopin' 50 Tryhard bitches in a Row!
Then he slams it down on the floor.
Cookie: That's right boi! You're Fucked!
Cookie then throws Mercury across the ring.
Cookie: I LOVE Whoopin' Tryhards! And Looking Gud in this Cookie hoodie!*goes cross-eyed* FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Mako, the announcer, tried to keep up with the frenzied atmosphere.
Mako: Ladies and gentlemen, it seems we have a... one-sided match here tonight. Crazy_Cookie_049 is truly living up to his name!
The crowd roared with enthusiasm, caught up in the excitement of the spectacle. Yang couldn't help but cheer from the sidelines, her friend putting on an extraordinary performance.
Mercury, on the other hand, was struggling to get back on his feet. He had never faced an opponent like Cookie, and he was quickly learning the consequences of his overconfidence.
Despite his own combat skills, he found himself outmatched by the incredible strength and ferocity of Cookie.
The crowd chanted Cookie's name, and it was clear he had won their favor. His performance was legendary, and Mercury's attempt to challenge him had turned into a brutal lesson in humility.
As Cookie continued to pummel Mercury, the message was clear: challenging Cookie, the reigning champion of the Underground Fight Club, was not a task for the faint of heart. It was an experience that Mercury would not soon forget, as he was soundly defeated in front of a roaring crowd.
After a few more powerful strikes from Cookie, Mercury could no longer continue. He lay on the ground, battered and beaten, unable to defend himself any longer. The fight was over, and Cookie was the undisputed victor.
Mako made the final call.
Mako: And it's over! The winner, Crazy_Cookie_049!
The crowd erupted in cheers and applause as Cookie's victory was announced. He had defended his title with an incredible display of strength and combat prowess. It was a spectacle that would be remembered in the Underground Fight Club for a long time.
Yang cheered the loudest, proud of her friend's impressive victory. Meanwhile, Mercury, though defeated, had learned a valuable lesson about underestimating his opponents.