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All-Stars -Story Mode- CHAPTER 17

After a long hiatus and I am back again, first thing I want to do is to apologize for this taken so long for me to write this but there are errors to this, my friends had a hard time and I want you give them the support they needed. I thought I could write this down for you all to know.

And, there’s a new OC, Jin Bai Chen (Not mine but @mortal-kombattore-115‘s, just to let you all know.) is going to be going the story and most of it is based off a rp that we’re doing so I hope they wouldn’t mind that I wrote them down and I am sorry that I did that.

Before it begins I must give thanks and credit to the people for the artwork for the story:

@sampoststuff

(She had been through a lot so give her support the best you can.)

and

@this-person-is-slowly-dying

-Back to Cuphead, Mugman, and Frisk after their encounter with the Panzer Soldat-

Their feet had beaten the solid ground as they both met on impact, panting as their lungs were sputtering and coughing as they were slowing down the pace once they were far enough away from the area. Cuphead looked back to where they came from to see if they were followed by that metal tonic zombie but no sign of it anywhere.

“Can’t find that Panzer…” he breathed in and out with each breath as he pant, “That Panzer is nowhere to… To be found…. We are okay for.. For now…” as he fell down on the ground with his last breath.

“You had made Panzer angry…. We really do cause trouble wherever we go!” Mugman had exclaimed with his hands on his knees to breath in new air in his lungs and out through his mouth. The straw had slipped down like it was a noodie in a bowl of soup as Frisk nodded their head as they looked around the area they were in.

“Why are you like this, Cups…” Mugman groaned, “Why are you always like this, Cuphead?” as he looked at the exhausted Cup on the ground with Frisk shaking their head at this stupidity of Cuphead’s actions.

“Cups, what am I gonna do with you?” Mugman said as he placed his hand on his face as he shook it. Frisk looked around the area and saw a sign that they are on a new street of the Fallen City that closely resembles a 1970’s era-aged housing and noticed something that house number 1104 and what had gone behind it.

Frisk’s head tilted in the direction and then looked over to the two Cup brothers and then got their attention.

*You had gotten the two Cup brothers their attention. *You had told them that you had seen the same tail that Cuphead had subscribed to.

“You saw it?” Cuphead asked surprised as his head perked up from the ground to look around the area before him, his brother and their friend. “Where is it? Where is the tail? I need to f-”

*You quickly said “Language” to Cuphead as you somehow sensed he was going to swear. *Even Mugman knew what he was going to say and it’s not a very good word to say.

“It’s not a good thing to say, Cuphead, there might be children reading this right now.” Mugman scolded as he looked at him, “I mean, really; what will parents say if they ended up getting your sailor mouth?”

Frisk waved at the two of them to get their attention which they had to snap their fingers at this point which it worked, they then went over to Cuphead and helped him back on his feet and then had them follow them at the house 1104 slowly and quietly for them to hear two new voices.

“Anything, Clank?”

“No, no golden bolts anywhere to be found.”

“Well, the scanners had said this was a nearby planet in the solar system in a galaxy that we are native here from the one we know.”

“Ratchet, if there are people living on this planet, we should be cautious if they are hostile.”

The two new voices continued to talk as Frisk, Cuphead and Mugman were listening in to their conversion, Mugman looked over to Cuphead and whispered “What should we do?” as Cuphead looked at his brother as he said “They are from another galaxy of sorts, they were here for golden bolts or something. What is that?”

Frisk looked at them and then held up their hands to reassure them as they looked at them and they had come up with a plan of their own.

*You had said that you will try to check to see if they are aliens and if they were good ones as they hoped. *They seemed convinced but worried that they will do something if your plan went wrong.

“Be careful Frisk.” Mugman muttered as they watched them go forward towards the end of the wall they were pressing against, bracing for something to happen as they looked down and saw a familiar item below their feet. *You found a stick!

Frisk held the stick with a one small leaf, the stick was almost about their height, but it was about close to their shoulder and they held it onto their hands tight and then, with one breath they had, he rounded the corner and what they saw was something that looked like a cat but not entirely a cat, they believed it was almost monster-like.

A thing on his back was a small robot, with glowing emerald green glass eyes with a round head with a red entia, metal he is made out of was chrome and brushed silver.

The robot does notice where there's a human child that had come through the door and said “Ratchet, there’s a child here.” that earned a “huh?” from a cat person who then turned around to see Frisk with an overgrown wrench, it looked like it’s futuristic techized wrench that could pass it off as a blunt weapon. They were surprised that this monster cat had a big wrench.

[This is drawn by SamPostStuff on Tumblr]

“Oh, that child.” the cat person said as he lowered the omniwrench down and had it disappear in a quick flash of cyan blue when he moved it to behind his back. “Uh…” the cat looked around when he said this before getting onto one knee and said “Hey, kid, we- we’re not gonna hurt you.”

>Approach? >Fight them

*Approach

Frisk took a few steps towards them while Cuphead and Mugman looked on as they were peeking this exchange as it went on. “D-Do you think they will be able to talk to it.” Mugman asked out of tensely of his heart beating against the insides of his chest.

“I dunno, both an alien and robot didn’t seem to want to hurt Frisk.” Cuphead answered rather hastily as he was on top of Mugman like two people who were eavesdropping and seeing what was going on while hiding.

“Do you think this is what Heilda meant?”

“What, Mugs?”

“Extraterrial life outside our world?” Mugman answered the question that confused his brother, looking at him as Cuphead looked at him but both of them weren’t aware that a third person was with them right now.

“I think so,” Cuphead began with little caution, “but we better be careful, if we don’t do anything threatening toward them, we’ll be fine.” he finished when a familiar voice with a german accent spoke up “I do so agree, mein toon friends~”

Both boys screamed as they both fell downward when they heard Ultimis Richtofen above Cuphead and Mugman said this. Catching the attention of Frisk and the two aliens as the mad doctor laughed at the mess he made right now.

“Oh my…” Robot said from the cat’s back before hopping off his back to see this better, Ultimis Richtofen noticed this and then began fast-walking while he spoke “Zhis is a strange new creature und a device.” as the alien and the robot are now cautious but Frisk stood bravely in front of them.

“Hello?” The robot greeted awkwardly that surprised the doctor more as he smiled but Frisk held their hand out that angered the doctor but remained calm so no one will have the wrong idea. He clears his throat and says “Und are you two supposed to be, ja?”

“My name’s Ratchet, and this is Clank.” The alien introduced himself and the robot to the human before them with Frisk still standing in front of them, the doctor kneeled down to them and said “Frisk, can you please move away?” as the child moves hastily away but not entirely away from them knowing what the German will do if he was alone with someone if they are only ones in one area or room of any place.

“Fascating,” the sadistic doctor hummed, looking at them where he had his chin rested on his fingers, “Named after a tool I see.”

“Yeeah?” Ratchet said, taken a few steps back from this man, this man is reminding him of Dr. Nefarious and Chairman Drek combined. Ultimis Richtofen’s demeanor had changed from wicked to confused when he couldn’t recognize what cat breed he was.

“What are you looking at?” Ratchet asked in, being uncomfortable with the doctor’s staring at him. “Oh, I do apologize,” Richtofen answered hesitantly as if he was holding back a question, “but I do not recognize vhat cat breed you are, are you an unknown species?”

Frisk was shaking their hands to withheld the question from the alien but Ratchet answered “I have got that a lot, yeah, I am a Lombax.” to the German doctor whose eyes had light up at the word.

“A Lombax?” the Doctor cooed the answer out of his lips, “A Lombax, what is zhat?” he said confused too much to Cuphead’s annoyance and the Lombax’s complete confusion.

Clank, however, decided to try to break the awkward silence by saying “Please, if you had the time but we do not know who you are.” which catching the Doctor’s attention as he squawked “Vho am I?!” he laughed “VHO am I?”

“Yeah, that’s what Clank said.”

“Oh ja, I haven’t introduced meinself! How rude of zhe Doctor!~” he said happily as he slapped his forehead before bowing down to them both. “I am Doctor Edward Richtofen, zhe doctor of zhe team of scientists smartest as you known as Group 935!~” he singed as he had his hand on his chest and then gesturing to Frisk, Cuphead, and Mugman as he continued “Und zhe child you had had met today vas Frisk und zhe two cups are Cuphead vith zhe red und white straw und Mugman vith blue und while straw.~”

“Why our straws had something to do-” Cuphead looked at his brother who was underneath him lying on his back, Mugman very quickly answered “I think Richtofen meant for Lombax and Robot to know which is which.”

Both got up on their feet after getting off of each other and then going over to the group that were in a pit of confusion, awkward and strange. “So, you're an alien?” Cuphead but realized what he said right away and wished he could take it back but Clank said “Alien, could be a word but I can assure you that we have come in peace, not here for a fight or war-”

“CUPHEAD, MUGMAN AND FRISK! WHERE ARE YOOOOOU!?” a familiar loud voice yelled into the air near them, Ultimis Richtofen scoffed in disgust as he said “Ugh…. This American.”

“American? Who?” Ratchet asked as he and Clank walked over to Frisk’s side as footsteps were coming their way. Richtofen answered “A simpleton vith maggots for a brain.” as Soldier comes in right when he heard him said that, pointing a finger at the doctor as he yelled “I am gonna kill you if you keep on screaming about my intelligence!'' As everyone of their group came in with an injured cowboy and an unfamiliar cyborg holding his shoulder with P!Takeo helped him walk better with his arm around his shoulder, the feeling of metal meeting his skin was forein but he didn’t once say or utter a word of this.

P!Dempsey looked at them after he was one of the few that came in with Heavy who was ushering the imprisoned Heleghasts and Ink Bendy holding Radec on his shoulder who was looking at Ratchet and Clank as he had never seen anything like them before.

“Cuphead, Mugman, Frisk!” he called them out as he walked over to them, one step at a time before stopping and saying “We had been looking everywhere for you-” He noticed Ratchet and Clank when his eyes moved to see them for the first time as Clank greeted “Hello.”

“What is that?!” Primis Dempsey said as he had nearly tripped from the sight of the robot just greeted him friendly as Ultimis Richtofen held his hand up for Dempsey to stop him from pulling his gun out. With a chuckle, Richtofen said “Zhese are not our enemies, zhey are our new friends, zhe furry Lombax is Ratchet und zhe robot is named Clank.”

“Hey.” Ratchet waved as he looked at the Irish-American before him, Dempsey said “Hi…” as he wondered what the heck is a Lombax and why the world is doing this to him as Bruno and Primis Takeo are walking towards them with strange looks.

Takeo kneeled down to have a better look at Ratchet the Lombax, he looked like a cat with yellow fur with brownish orange stripes but he had a lion’s tail that swayed behind him as he was curious as well. “And who are you, sir?” Ratchet asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable from the stare he was giving him that Takeo seemed to snapped out of it, standing up and said “I’m sorry. I am Takeo Masaki, Ratchet and Clank.”

“Good to meet you, Mr. Masaki.” Clank said as he looked at the Lombax as the Lombax looked back at him. The rest of the RED team were a bit wary about this strange encounter with this Lombax and a small robot that is being friendly to the others.

Soldier is holding a rocket launcher close to his person, Heavy is looking at this with a smile on his face like this was the funniest thing in the world but he is laughing in his head at this, Scout was giving them a strange looks as he remembered the times that he had read too many comic books, Demoman was looking at them before looking at hs bottle of alcohol he had found and then landing it to Ultimis who was drunk as him as he is seeing this and gladly accepted it without a thought.

Sniper, somewhat, remained ideal towards this as he had been used to robots, zombies, and even aliens but despite this being though this new to him, he tipped his hat to him like he was greeting a stranger. Ratchet nodded as he acknowledged the greeting from the Australian as Clank did.

“Do you people live here?” Clank asked the question to Utlimis Richtofen who was standing upright as he was looking at the cyborg they were carrying when they came in until the question was registered into his head as the robot said “Hello?”

“Oh?, nein, ve do not live here, someone or something just had brought us here rather strange if you will question it so fondly.” he simply answered, “You were brought by what?” Ratchet asked, crossing his arms.

“Und dunkle for keeping Frisk entertained.” Richtofen thanked them both as he looked at them with a smile as Ratchet looked at him confused.

“Yeah, whatever that means.”

“It means “thank you.”” he said as he gave the Lombax an unamused look and his arms.

[Drawn by TikTak known as This-Person-is-Slowly-Dying on Tumblr]

Frisk looked at Ratchet and Clank as Ratchet helped his friend back on his back, then two choices appeared that spooked the other newcomers but the fallen child paid no mind to this as this is the usual for this.

>[Can we set up camp?]

[Can we keep going?]

[Can we set up camp?]

“Oh, zhat seems like a good idea!” Richtofen chimed in, he looked around the area and then to the others and began to count each one of his members ``Let's see here… Zhe Pauling vaz zhe RED Team’s leader but vhen zhey vere taken avay, so, zhere five members und zhere vere eight of us but now zhere are four of us again. Zhen vith-”

“What are you doing Doc?” Primis Dempsey asked, crossing his arms with a scowl, Ultimis Richtofen stared daggers at him and answered “Counting our ranks, to a numbers, many of us in numbers before setting up camp for us to-"

"A number of us should keep watch on the Helghast soldiers AND the zombies, Doc." Sniper cut in, feeling insecure and annoyed by the Ultimis Doctor. The Doctor looked at the Australian now with the more annoyed look in his eyes.

“I am sorry mein friend, are you feeling insecure of zhis… situation ve are in?” Ultimis Richtofen questioned as he looked at the Sniper who is ushering the otherworldly soldiers to sit down while triple checking Colonel Mael Radec is still being held by Bendy or Ink Bendy for incense.

“Aye, ya think ya are the-”

“I am in charge now!” Richtofen shot back quickly as he had gotten Sniper to be quiet, “I am in charge from here on out until ve get our allies back, along vith mein other younger self! Zhe reasons vhy I had taken zhis position is zhat I know how to invent veapons, und even made a few Wonder veapons of mein own, I am smarter vith zhe brain zhat trumped over brawn und no time for any foolishness vith zhe likes of you, Bushman.” words poured out of his mouth like water that had been poisoned by corpses who were drowned in it.

Radec had never felt anything before but dread and respect for the German doctor, a twisted version of the Primis one but insane and toxic within the man who is a major general, one of the many of the Nazis and somewhat, reminded him of Visari, the man who he been leader and himself as a bodyguard for the leader who started the second extratatersal war.

“So, if you are all done talking, Sniper, I vill address you to do vhat you do best; run up to a far away place und shoot at anyzhing from zhat distance. If not, you are free to go hunt for food for zhe night so I can be at peace please.'' The Doctor finished finally with a grimmed smile, the Bushman glared at the insane man in the eyes before turning and walking away from the backward they were in.

Primis Tank Dempsey and Takeo Masaki looked at each other and then ran over to Sniper, catching up to him as the Doctor trumpthly stood there with a smirk. “Now, vhere vas I…?”

To where Sniper is, he was angered that he was insulted like that until he heard a familiar voice calling out to him. “Sniper!”

He stopped and turned to see who it was and sure enough, Primis Dempsey and Takeo had run over to him as they were down the street just three miles from the house. The street they were on had overgrown with weeds, plants and trees that reached the skies. Slowly burying the once rotting neighborhood into a green, colorful forest that was being taken back by mother nature.

“Ohat are you two doing here?” Sniper questioned, his voice sounded upset as both men catched up to him from running far from the backward that is soon to be confirmed into a camp.

“Going with you to hunt, I believe.” Takeo said as his hand is holding onto the handle of his sword, Sniper nodding, confirming what Takeo said is true, getting out his Back-Pit and then looking through his selections of different items he had.

Class: Sniper

Real Name: Mr. Mickey Mundy Gender: Male Birthdate: 04/6/1948 Birth Place: New Zealand Health Points:125/125 Overheal Points: 185/185 Quick-Fix Overheal Points: 158/158

Condition: Sniper

Normal: 100% (If wielding a different rifle except the classic, zoomed in, charging the classic at ether zoom level, with the huntsman; 27%, 27% and 54%) Backward: 90% (If wielding a different rifle except the classic, zoomed in, charging the classic at ether zoom level, with the huntsman; 27%, 27%, and 53%) Crouched: 33% (If wielding a different rifle except the classic, zoomed in, charging the classic at ether zoom level, with the huntsman; 9%, 9%, and 18%) Swimming: 80% (If wielding a different rifle except the classic, zoomed in, charging the classic at ether zoom level, with the huntsman; 21%, 21%, and N/A)

LV: 43% Gold: 143

Items (Bag): -Slouch hat [Equipped] -Lighter and box cigarettes -Jarate x5

Weapons: -Sniper rifle (Primary) >Huntsman (Primary)[Equipped] -Arrows. -Submachine gun (Secondary) -Shooting Star (Advanced laser sniper rifle) (Just in case there’s an Alien invasion again) -Kukri (Melee) -Razorback (A shield that can be attached by strap)

Back-Pit: -5 Blankets -Damaged pillow with a tears -Tent -Leather-bound notebook with an ink pen -Iron scraps x18 -Sticks x32 -Knife -Gunpowder x8 -Cloak -winter coat (For warmth use in winter only)

Sniper got out the bow and arrows and placed the sniper rifle inside the Back-Pit, placing the arrows in his quiver so he could pull them one after he used the first arrow. The Australian had noticed the text earlier that displayed his information; His real name, his place of origin, his health points, his bag, his weapons and the items inside his Back-Pit. Almost like a video game that can do that.

He then just shrugged it off as he could think about it later, he strums the string of his bow, whom is called “Huntsman”, in his hands, he looks at them both, Dempsey and Takeo, he wonder who-

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

>Tank Dempsey Takeo Masaki

Sniper was taken off guard when he was presented with another choice to himself, text is simply moved between the two names presented within the box filled with texts, old style gaming texts.

He looked around the environment and then at two of them and it’s like time had stopped and the colors of the scenery had been stripped and there’s nothing but black and white where they once layed like the rainbow had been sucked dry.

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

Tank Dempsey >Takeo Masaki

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

>Tank Dempsey Takeo Masaki

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

Tank Dempsey >Takeo Masaki

He tried to get out of the choice menu but the arrow kept moving between Primis Tank and Takeo, he tried to speak out for help but he couldn’t hear his own voice like it had been put on mute. He realized more that time had paused on them too, Dempsey and Takeo stood still, unmoving and unanimated, lifeless almost everywhere on them and they looked like nothing wrong is happening right now.

Whenever he moved the arrow selecting the choice, the colors came back to them but only for the arrow to go back to what it was previously pointing, making the other lose his colors once again.

It felt like time and colors had taken off without Sniper, leaving him in a timeless, colorless void until another option had appeared just under Tank Dempsey and Takeo Masaki’s names. The word is in yellow color or light golden color, better than the white text. It simply read as it follows:

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

Tank Dempsey Takeo Masaki

>Advice

[Picture made in Garry’s mod, made by Meaghan “Icefir” Halter]

Sniper looked at the word “Advice” for a moment as the arrow seemed to be pointed at it when he looked at it, it occurred to him that when he looked at the two names, the arrow seems to point at what he was looking for. Much as he doesn’t want to, he raises his hand towards and then gently presses it. The choice text went away and was replaced with the new advice board.

Each choice you will make, each decision you’ll pick, they will not only change your future but will shape the coming future heading your way.

Choices will not follow the same road but separately as what will depend on you to choose.

Philosophical meaning, strange advice it could give to a Bushman like himself. He looked at the text a little longer and finally realized: He was going to choose between Dempsey and Takeo to take with him. The advice board he was looking at had closed and disappeared within the 3 minutes upon the glaze of it, the Advice button was nowhere to be found and never to be used again.

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

>Tank Dempsey Takeo Masaki

Sniper looked around the two for a moment, thinking of the pros and cons of one each of two Primis members. His first choice was Tank since he is a marine but if there is danger like a bear; he would yell and shout before attacking it willy-nilly, he is strong but bragging about things that he found annoying.

He looked at Takeo, he wasn’t sure about it but he is quiet for most of the time and he is the most skilled swordsman, able to sneak like Spy and Diego so he may be a guaranteed choice for him.

Who will you take with you on the hunt?

Tank Dempsey >Takeo Masaki

>Takeo Masaki<

Sniper pressed the choice he wanted and almost intensity went back to normal, time resumed and colors drained back into the order of everything, even to P!Dempsey and P!Takeo as well. They sounded and acted the way they did was like something strange happened to Sniper.

“Snip, are ya alright?” Dempsey asked as the warrior remained idly, equally confused as his ally as he looked at the Australian made.

“I was…” Sniper began to explain, “I was thinking about who I would want to take with me to hunting and I picked Takeo.” as he pointed at Takeo when he finished saying this. Tank and Takeo looked at each other and the marine asked “What about me, can I come too?” with his hands on the rifle.

“We will separate,” Sniper planned to him, “cover more hunting grounds that way but if anything went wrong; we’ll meet back here. Got it, mate?”

Dempsey looked at him for a moment and thought about it just a little minute of this, he would have alone time to himself as he would walk around, time to take his mind off about what had been going on today and maybe think about it then theorize the thoughts of the situation so far. He nodding, not saying anything to the Bushman

“Good,” Sniper said as he walked to his left that leads into the wilderness, stopped and looking over his shoulder to Takeo and then called out “Are ya coming or whot?”

Takeo looked at Dempsey for a moment before walking with the bow-wielding mercenary to begin hunting, leaving Dempsey there by himself as he looked down at the ground for a few moments before walking the opposite direction away from where he is standing. -Almost an hour later…-

He had been walking around the forest or a strange type of the jungle for about an hour now, he kept his eyes out for any zombies in case they might be in the area while he’s around.

Birds were flying, singing their tune into the eerily calm and sweet of the forest-hybrid jungle, puddles or… rivers of water flowing through the pathways that are once roads meant for driving cars well this is what the roads are for now.

Moss and grass had over the cars that he did not recognize by coveted them so they will be able to grow plants and find ways with or without the soil.

Strange flowers, they were almost like they were a new species of some type, petals of the flower were light blue and strangely was crystalized and the light of the sun was reflecting off of the flower's petals.

A eerie cyan blue glow from that plant-

P!Dempsey then just shrugged off and went on the beaten road that seems to lead on forever until he just came across a house that… once a beautiful mansion that looked like a castle, vines of roses are covering the crumbling walls with a broken gate to the mansion, the field that the mansion is located is overrun with forest trees that is climbing their way up to be as tall as the building itself. Vines and moss is almost done with climbing on top of the mansion and its roof.

“Fancy mansion,” P!Dempsey softly said to himself as he began to walk towards the gate, “Big enough for us to camp there for the night but it’s an hour away as the sun is going down. If I am lucky enough if it’s a large animal and when I kill it; we’ll eat like kings and queens.”

The thought of the big roasted animal as he and everyone eating the pieces of it as they all sat around the campfire and afterwards, the Helghasts will have their leftovers of the animal, he can’t get it out of his head as he could hardly taste the taste of the animal he had slain.

He looked at the gate, it was rusted over and looked unstable to stay up a little longer, he placed his hand on it and then gently pushed it. The gate creaked and it’s doors fell down, making a loud CLASH on the ground.

He stood there awkwardly for a moment before entering the forested courtyard as he scanned around the area itself while he walked towards the building itself with the assault rifle in his hands and taking caution as he looked around.

He noticed a few bodies laying around the entrance to the mansion, they are animal-like but almost human with the paws that looked like they were hands and they had fur all over them but they are clothed and had armor as the marine found strange. Animals can’t wear clothes as humans… can they?

There was a faint yell from inside the mansion, he looked at the barely half way opened double door entrance to the building and little spots of blood going into the inside of the large house that is fitted for a rich family if it’s still in a cleaned state.

Inside the mansion as he walked in as he looked around the mansion while he took two steps inside the manor as he called out “Is anyone in here?” before his boot hits something on the floor as it was glowing in a flickering light. It was a lantern with a cyan blue light glowing from within the lantern. It’s light was flickering and threatening light would go out but it never did, not once.

He kneeled down and picked it up, he looked around with the lantern’s light shining through the darkness, The room he is in, the entrance room was in complete disarray, futature was shredded and broken, the few pillars on his left and right had crumbled and fallen down as others are still standing to support the mansion and would eventually crumble as well but vines had climbed there way upward since the windows of this place was broken in like someone had threw rocks at them and they shattered.

*Primis Dempsey obtained a lantern!

The darkness within the manor was illuminated by the lantern as the water dripped from the ceiling due to the pipes having become leaky.

P!Dempsey then begins to walk forward to the stairs that is the end and the center of the stairs as that’s where the trail of blood spots leads to as he held onto the rifle in his hand while holding up the lantern in the other hand as the glowing cyan blue light shines through the dark halls and into the corridor filled with shadows but he heard a groan of… a dog whining?

Dempsey is now on high alert by this as he slowly walked over to where the whining/groaning was coming from as he took to the right towards the end of the hallway and what he saw had confused him the most: a dog, a German dog lavender mix, wearing grayish red clothes and armor that was holding the side of his shoulder with blood pouring out of the wound that was caused by a nasty gushy bite.

“Hey,” he managed to say something as he walked over to the dog with the light shining on it, “Are you alright there?” but the dog continued whining in a high pitch tune but did point at the hole in the wall where a pool of crimson red liquid was twisting and turning into another path of it leading into darkness of the few rooms over. “Stay here,” he said as he raised the rifle to his shoulder and had the lantern shine it’s light into the darkened rooms and then walk into the hole “I’ll be back for you.” as he entered the shadows with courage, he is an intrepid man in the marines, the one who knows no fear.

But he couldn’t help but feel like there’s something bad inside this mansion, if seeing one humanoid dog bleeding wasn’t bad enough but something worse here may be bad too.

Two or five rooms later, he spots another humanoid white and black dog, a husky breed, wearing green clothing and wearing armor, the same armor as the bleeding dog was wearing as it talked, it said “Where did it go?” while it… or he was holding a lantern of his own, same color as the light and looking around the dark, looking for something.

“What the hell?” he said in a bit too loud in his moment of shock of what he was seeing before him that the Husky had heard him and turned around to see a human for the first time but he said “Human, stay there, don’t make a sound or-!!” something had just popped out of the shadows before he could finish.

It looked like human but this looked like it had been skinned alive, brain, sharp teeth, rib cage with organs exposed but staying inside like rocks, it’s hands are claws and feet and it’s toes are claw too but it was able to be on all fours on it’s own like an animal. It’s sharp teeth then dug into the husky, streaks of blood shot out as the armored dog began whimpering and screaming in pain and terror as Dempsey yelled “Hey! Get off of that dog! Get off of him freakbag!”

“H-help me…” last words of the dog choked out before that… Licker had continued it’s tragic feast into the dog’s rib cage and eating intestines and other organs before it’s attention had turned to the Marine as he could see that it didn’t have any eyes for it to see what it was looking at.

“Mortherf***ing sh*t son of a b***! Don’t move-!” he had to place the lantern onto his waist belt for him to continue to provide light so he could be able to use both his arms so he could open fire on the Licker but dang, this thing was fast!

Running on all fours for it to move fast as it jumped and running on walls as it screeched at him as bullets flew everywhere as it jumped down in front of the marine, letting out a deep wailing screech and then jumping onto Dempsey, pinning him to the ground.

“Get off of me…!” he groaned as he tried to get it off but this creature had kept it’s claw flat on his chest while raising it’s claw in the air and then bringing it down onto Dempsey.

15- hit! HP 60% out of 75

“F***!!” he yelled in pain as the Licker jumped out of him to continue it’s attack, Primis Dempsey got back up his feet with the wound on his side as the Licker once again screeched. P!Dempsey unsheathes a knife and gets into a hunting position as he keeps his eyes out for the mutated zombie, the lantern he had is still providing light for him but it is cracked by the lens of it.

Hearing for anything that is moving as he moved slowly in the dark, the screeching from within the shadows as he breathed slowly and remained calm for this, another screech from his right, he turned to find it with a soft gasp but didn’t find anything but then he heard a screech from his left as he turned to look but stepping onto a broken glass, making a cracking sound within the room.

Causing the Licker to grab him by the head and then scratch him as well as launching him to a wall with a yell and grunt in pain from the human.

20- Hit! HP 40% out of 75

“Damn…” He groaned as he stands up on his knees as he looked at the Licker as it lands on the floor by rolling then fall from the ceiling, still crawling on all fours and then it’s tongue came out, it’s inhuman almost like a frog as it is long and sliva was dripping off of it.

P!Dempsey groaned as he was too far away to get his knife but he wasn’t giving up easily so as the result of his determination, he went through his pouch after he dug his hand in it and pulled out something round, metal and green.

Before he knew it, Licker punched on his and raised it’s claw to strike him again but Primis Dempsey used up his strength to shove a grenade into its mouth and then pulled a pin out of it and then he used his foot to kick it off of him.

Licker looked confused to what it was that the Marine had shoved into its mouth when he got up and then ran for cover just in time before the grenade had exploded, bits of brain and teeth flying everywhere as he heard a thud on the ground. Clenching on his side, P!Dempsey got back on his feet to see if his plan had done the trick.

Sure enough, it did, a headless Licker body lying motionless on the ground with blood pouring out of its neck. He walked over to the body and then gave it a kick for a reaction but nothing so far. He then gritted his teeth and groaned “This is gonna be sore in the morning…” as he walked over to where he had dropped the lantern, it was beside the broken glass he had stepped on to alert the Licker and then he picked it and shone the light on the room again. The room itself was in disarray and disrepair but there’s a few items scattered about, a first aid spray on the floor, rifle ammo on the table with a note beside it and his knife he had dropped.

“Can’t believe my luck, someone must’ve dropped it in a hurry.” he said as he carefully walked towards the first aid spray and not to push himself too hard not to deepen the pain the Licker had caused him.

He looked at it as he picked it up from the ground and then read the interactions on the back.

Umbrella Corps. First Aid Spray Use this when you are injured in the case of B.O.W.S. Every Umbrella Corps. Member must carry this at all times when you are on missions of-

Rest of the spray’s instructions was scratched up as it is no longer eligible to read, Primis Dempsey had kept reading the words “Umbrella Corps” over and over as he muttered “I guess Frank West was right about the Umbrella.” and then prepares to spray it onto the wound the mutated zombie had caused on him. “Alright, let’s see if it can heal this one.” he muttered under his breath, he sprayed the liquidised medicine onto the injury, the first sting of pain shot through the abdomen before he could think but his brain can already tell it.

The smell of green herbs was in the air and the feeling of bleeding had slowed and then just stopped, just stopped like a switch had just turned off. He can’t feel anymore pain afterwards as he sighed in relief.

16+ heal! HP 56% out of 75

“Well, that wasn’t too hard.” the marine mumbled as he walked to the table just behind him and was on the left, he looked at the rifle ammo on the table and then slowly picked it up to examine it. They look like they go to a Wonder Weapon of a strange type, he places the ammo into his Back-Pit and then picks up his knife from the ground and then sheathes it back to his boiler.

He was going to leave but his attention reached back to the note on the table, he picked it up and the note read as follows:

To any survivors, if you are unfortunate enough to still be alive in this part of the ruins of Salt Lake City; keep your eyes open for any creepy fuckers that looked like they were skinned alive, “Lickers” is what Leon had described them from the Raccoon City Incident.

One thing they lacked was eyes, they are blind as bats but their hearing makes up for that so they will hear anything that stupidly makes a sh!t ton of noise and it will attract them to it. But one way to avoid them as much as possible was to move slowly and stay quiet if you see a Licker.

Make like your grandma and creep by them as slowly and quietly as possible okay? Not like I want to but I have to regroup with the rest of my squad after a sudden bombing from some unauthorized military order and when I do, we have half of our squad to avenge. -Chris

“Gee… Thanks for the tip.” Dempsey said, sarcastic while feeling stupid that he could’ve known about that sooner. He then heard a thud from where he came in and claws flickering from the hallway can be heard throughout by the echoes.

“Sh!t….” He cursed under his breath as he looked at the hole he came in with the lantern, he can hear them from his left and he slowly turned to look at what it was and saw it was a new Licker, on the wall near the latest corpse of the humanoid dog and it was eating it but then it crawled upward to the ceiling, seemingly leaving its dinner behind.

Dempsey took a couple of steps back in disgust as the Licker lifted it’s head from its meal and then looked to where it was blindly with a long tongue curling out of its mouth. True to its name, Licker had a long tongue covered in saliva before climbing up onto the ceiling but not without its snack, used its tongue to spear and then dragged the corpse towards it and then returned to eat it’s dinner.

“Okay,” Primis Dempsey muttered softly as he looked at the Licker, “Tank, you can do this....” before he walked slowly and softly passed the licker while it was eating above him, blood from it’s meal was dripping down blood and onto the marine like rain, crimson red rain.

“Ehhh…” Dempsey moaned in disgust, quietly as he heard the Licker finishing eating and dropping the body onto the fall. Thudding onto the ground and all silence afterward from the Licker, a second Licker had crawled out of the vent closest to the ceiling and towards the wall to the right and crawled on it quickly as the Tank passed it by.

“If one wasn’t bad enough in this building.” Dempsey thought as he kept the lantern on his person so he could get out a rifle and prepared just in case one of them had to somehow hear him.

Making his way to the exit as he kept his eyes out for not only two Lickers and then three or six more Lickers had come out from broken doorways and vents after they had busted it from the inside but Dempsey remained calm and cursing under his breath with the sight of several Lickers around.

Lickers in the group are eating another corpse of a man wearing a strange military uniform with a white and blue umbrella symbol snitched on each sleeve and these Lickers are eating the corpse as if like buzzards enjoying their latest roadkill. The marine of Primis furiously shook his head in disgust and looked away from the scene presented to him as he started to continue out of here without too much hesitation, as slow and quiet as possible.

He didn’t watch where he was going as he had accidentally kicked a vase laying on the ground and upon impact, it shattered into pieces and it alerted the Lickers he had walked past. “Oh sh!t!” he muttered as he heard one of them screeched from behind him as one thought, foreign and familiar to him had screamed one word only, it screamed:

Run

He had time to question the thought as the flight had kicked in and letting adrenaline take control of his being, feet had suddenly grown wings as he ran out of sheer stamina. Lickers were fast enough to go after him as he turned around and while backing up, he began to shoot one of them in the brains, and blood-spattered about everywhere before opening fire on the other one as it had jumped to grab him.

The roaring and the screeching are not far behind him as he kept running and dodging each Licker that had leaped to pin him down. With a few scrapes and bruises from the Lickers, P!Dempsey was still persistent as hell as he was determined to get out of the mansion alive.

When he saw the opened door to the outside in relief, he believed he was going to make it but had a gut feeling that one of the Lickers had its tongue out and then shot at the marine, he turned around to see if they are still chasing him but he no time to react to the long fleshy slimy rope that belongs to the unforgiving Licker, it coiled around his neck and then he was pulled into Licker’s clutches as it gnarled its teeth at the man while he grabbed tightly on its tongue to break free but he had dropped the assault rifle to the floor when he had let go of it to grab and try to pull off Licker’s tongue or in this case rip it off with his bare hands if he has to.

“Let… Go, you… freak-bags!!” he spoke as Lickers began to swarm the helpless fighting man before them but then, he looked around him to see them as the marine yelled “Sh!t!” as he was trying to pry off the Licker’s grip while he was trying to fend himself but then… He heard footsteps coming from the entrance. They’re getting louder and louder until-

A traditional blue and gold Chinese hair ornament flew out of nowhere in fast speed and stringed the head of the Licker, blood spurted out a bit and onto the marine before he and itself fell to the floor together as he looked at the stunning hair ornament.

He landed with the grunt with the Licker hitting the ground and causing the hair ornament to fly off of it’s exposed brain and spun over to Dempsey. Getting on his feet as someone had dashed in and picked up the hairpin as Lickers are charging in from the ceiling.

The next he knew the rest of the Lickers had fallen victim to the hair ornament as he had picked himself off the floor and wiped the blood off of his face as he stood. He then finally saw an Asian light-skinned woman armed with just a hairpin had begun to battle and defeated at least four Lickers as it was now drizzled in blood as she held it firmly in her gloveless hands. Her coal-black hair tied in a bun, wearing a dark dress coat with dark gray 1910’s Tung suit top, navy blue leggings, and boots.

She is approaching him as she looks at him beforehand, stopping to where he is sitting, she then asks “Are you okay?”

“I’m… I’m fine.” he answered as he looked at her, the woman who saved him began to introduce herself to the marine; “My name is Jin Bai Chen.” as she leans in with her hand reaching out for him and with him accepting it, she helps him onto his feet once more.

“The name’s Tank Dempsey.” he introduced himself to her as well as he looked at her.

Jin looked to where he had dropped his assault rifle then picked it up off the floor and handed it back to him, “I believe this belongs to you.” she smiled.

“Thanks.” he said as he looked around the area then the fallen Lickers before them as he said “We have to get out here.” gently grabbing her by the arm and then pulling her forward with him as she replied, “Understood.”

They both exited the mansion in haste as they walked down the stone steps and then onto a path that leads to the opened gate, towards the gate Dempsey has to say something to this woman.

"So." Dempsey responded as he walked by Jin's side. "What brings you here?" Jin looked at the man, he can tell that even her, she hardly remembered what had happened to her when she got here as well. "I do not remember," She began to say, "I was in Northern France when the outbreak began but then... I don't know in all honesty; I woke up in a house with talking cats."

This sounded silly yet strangely familiar to the marine, he had no idea why but it had sounded that way as he shook his head.

"That sounded ridiculous."

"I-It really is..." she replied, slightly embarrassed.

"Talking cats..." Dempsey muttered as Jin giggled quietly at the thought of it, Dempsey then looked at her now, "It's a stupid thought to think-" he had started to say but didn't finish when he heard a twig snapped, he suddenly stopped as the woman looked at him in confusion.

"What is the matter?" Jin said with worry.

"Shhh...!" He shushed, looking into the forest of the courtyard and he heard familiar groaning from within in the woods, then the familiar figures shambling and staggering came into the clearing: Zombies.

"Shit," he quietly yelled as he put his rifle away and scrambled to get out a pistol and a revolver out of his hoistors, "There's more of them!"

"What...?" She said as she looked to her side and saw more zombies coming to her side, "Zombies...!?" she responded as she and the marine were pressing their backs to each other, facing the dead surrounding them.

"Yeah! Stick by me, alright?!" he ordered as he kept his eyes on them.

"Understood." She replied, gripping her hair ornament.

[Drawn by Icefir, picture featuring mortal-kombattore-115’s OC, Jin Bai Chen.] [Original]

Zombies, a horde of familiar undead are coming behind the trees on their left, another horde of zombies are coming in from the right side of this forested courtyard but they are unfamiliar to the marine as there’s one new detail to them.

Their eyes are not glowing yet they are devoid of color than their 115-tainted counterparts, they did not run as them but still they can still walk faster and they were wearing some kind of late 90's clothing

These strange zombies and 115 zombies are surrounding them but they are not helpless.

Dempsey muttered under his breath "Alright, which one of them is going first?" as he is looking at one of each of them to look at the other one after another.

As the undead began to approach the duo, Jin ran up to them and started slaying them one by one. The Marine didn't have time to think which one he would pick, so he shot the first one he could see.

"Die you undead f***s!" Dempsey shouted, being trigger happy. As he was shooting the zombies and looked at Jin to make sure she was okay, he noticed that Jin was... Quite fast killing the undead forces without the use of a firearm.

Zombies are not fast nor quick enough for her as she stabbed and kicked them to the ground with each fatal puncture to the brains. He wasn't sure or didn't want to be sure but Dempsey began to stare at her, admiring her badassery she displayed. "Who is she....?" he muttered to himself, he wasn't aware that a zombie was coming to him as he stared at her.

Jin looked back to see Dempsey wasn't paying attention to his surroundings and spotted the Untoten coming to him from behind, Jin alerted "Watch out!", making Dempsey come back in reality.

Dempsey spun around to see a zombie coming towards him, he blocked it temporarily with his forearm and used a pistol to blow a bullet into it. "Thanks, Jin!" He said and Jin nodded with a smile.

The duo have been killing the undead, one by one, making a clear path, as they were walking towards the gate, "That's right we are cutting through them!" the Marine yelled, "Literally."

"We are!" she responded. "Keep going!" "Yes ma'am." he replied.

They are fighting what felt like forever with their lungs devoid of air, they are killing the horde until they reach the gate, out of breath.

"We made it!" Jin responded, catching her breath.

"Y-yeah," he breathes out as he looks back behind him, the 115 zombies are lying dead but the new zombies are getting back up with bullet wounds in their heads, the surviving zombies are coming to them. "We better get along." he nudges her to get moving.

"Understood." Jin replied as they ran far from the mansion as fast as possible, the familiar forest-like jungle that overtook the neighborhood in ruins with a new teammate by his side.

"Do you think the undead forces are going to come back?" Jin asked.

"I doubt it," he started to speak, "if they are here then-" Dempsey realized about the situation, "Sh!t! Tak is with Sniper right now and they just had no idea that these meatsacks are here too!"

"Who?" she asked with confusion as Dempsey looked at her, "I'll explain on the way, let's go." he said as he grabbed her hand and pulled her along as the sun is creeping behind the mountains, it's celestial light leaving the broken city to make way for lunar glow of the moon to take over for the night.

They journeyed through the neighborhood until Dempsey had found two familiar men, Takeo and Sniper as the warrior stood in front of a large creature that resembled a bear but different as Jin started to study the two men and to her, Takeo is from their timeline but Sniper's not.

Sniper looked at Dempsey with a bow rested on his shoulders and a quiver had only handmade 7 arrows in them, "About bloody time." He groad, "Takeo and I were waiting for ya, mate. He had found some kind of a bear for dinner, Tank." as Takeo remained silent as he stood fount of the dead beast.

Takeo hasn't noticed until now with a new woman next to the man, "Who is she, Dempsey?" Takeo asked, looking at Jin.

"Her name is Jin Bai Chen, Tak." Dempsey answered as the Australian looked at her as well with curiosity, "Is the sheila from your timeline, ya two?"

"Yes." She responded before Tank could answer. "You are?" Dempsey and Takeo said at the same time. Jin nodded in agreement. "Those clothes you two are wearing, are from my time. So I believe that we originate from there..."

"I see." Takeo said as Sniper steps up, "Five people from World War I, speaking of blubbering about, where are you from, Miss Chen?" He asked.

"Originally from China." Jin replied. "I am temporarily living in France, to provide labor for the French and British soldiers. You see, I am with the Chinese Labor Corps."

"Oi see but Jin, how did you get here from that timeline to here?" Sniper asked.

A question finally got into Dempsey's head, "Guys wait, Jin had saved my ass back in that mansion with Lickers and zombies. She was a badass when she helped me too." He said.

"Really." Takeo said.

Dempsey nods in agreement, "No shit, I am serious." as Sniper looked over to Jin, "How did this happen?" he questioned.

Jin then raised her hair ornament, which is now painted with the blood from the undead. Sniper looked surprised as well with Takeo who said "You used your hair ornament?"

"Yes." Jin replied. "But that was not the only thing I defended myself with."

"What is?"

"Shaolin monk kung flu." she answered.

"Shaolin monk, you are...?" Takeo said as he now believes who she was. Jin nodded. "I had been saved by a Shaolin Monk." Dempsey said in awe. "I'll be damned."

The woman began to smile at Dempsey's comment.

The Marine pounted as he blushed, Sniper smirked at the blushing face of Tank as he was going to tease him later but then he thought back about that advice an hour ago, was it right about this?

"Very well." Jin responded.

Sniper responds as well with "Oi guess Oi can agree to it as well, now, help with this big piece of meat, lads."

Four hands of both men helped carrying a slayed "bear" back to camp as it was much heavier than it looked back to camp, back to house number 1104 that had become a fortress thanks to their teammates and new found allies.

"Help with this...!" Sniper grunted as he, Dempsey, Takeo and Jin helped placing the bear onto the huge kitchen counter, the group of four all worked together to skin the bear so it can be properly cooked. It seemed to be quiet in the household until all too familiar, LOUD hard voice bellowed out "ARE YOU THREE BACK WITH DINNER!?"

It had come from Soldier, the man with low intelligence and a helmet that covers most of his eyes. "BLOODY HELL- Soldier!" Sniper had jumped out of his own skin as he had nearly dropped the knife he was using as others looked at him after they were too jumped by his sudden presence.

"We are trying to skin a bear that the Samurai had caught for dinner!!" He yelled as he was taking a few breaths in with his hand over her chest, nearly having suffered a heart attack. Jin looked over to Dempsey, "There's more?" she asked.

"More of us are here since this whole thing began, separate people from different lives, timelines and worlds." Takeo answered to her as the Soldier came over, inspecting this newcomer to their group.

"Wait until you;ll meet more, never know how many are here." Dempsey answered more as Soldier looked at Dempsey now and then back to Jin who was a bit uncomfortable with this man staring, "I see." she nodded as she looked at Dempsey, "For now, let us prepare for this feast."

Soldier, until now finally, Soldier said "Huh, a new recruit! since you are with Corporal Dempsey, I'll let you go this time!'' Then turned and trotted off, one two three four. One two three four steps of each foot as Dempsey facepalmed.

"Ignore Soldier, Jin," He groaned. Jin giggled, making Dempsey's cheeks bloom pink. After skinning it, they cut it into pieces for the group to eat. After an hour of cooking, Sniper then called out to the remaining people in the fortress that dinner is ready.

Frisk, the remaining members of RED, Helghast prisoners and everyone had come from their makeshift camping quarters to find a place to sit and eat as Jin looked at everyone with surprise and wary of both Helghasts and the Inky demon that is Bendy.

"There is no way that all of this is real." She thought to herself as Sniper had came back from the kitchen with spices, he seemed to read her mind for a moment as he said "I want to say the same thing as you, Jin." as he walked passed her as Cuphead, Mugman and Frisk had followed Sniper, catching Jin's attention unknowingly as Mugman said "I hope it's enough for everyone, golly."

Jin had given a confused look to all of this, two children who had cups for heads had her questioning her santy at this point of her life as Dempsey was going to find a spot to sit but had noticed Jin, walked over to her as he was a bit of concern. Dempsey asked "Are you alright Jin?"

Jin only responded at a level that only Dempsey can hear her, "I feel like I am under some hallucinogenic drug right now. There is no way that a talking cup has manifested into reality."

Dempsey shook his head as he hold her hand a little, "I understand, if zombies are not worse then-"

"Halllo~!!" Ultimis Richtofen's voice cooed out like a crow as Dempsey growled. "-Then this could be it, great."

They both see Ultimis Richtofen, emerging from the shed with Ratchet, Clank and Raiden in tow, walking over to the tired marine and a startled Shaolin woman.

"Guten Abend!" The Doctor greeted happily with a smile on his face, "Hey Richtofen." Dempsey growled. Richtofen then turned his focus to Jin, giving a warm smile. "And who is this lovely fraulein?"

"It's Jin." Dempsey said as he crossed his arms. The German then took Jin's hand and kissed it, disregarding the irritated American next to him as Richtofen cooed "Very nice to meet you, Jin! Now, judging from zhe clothing, you must be from zhis American's timeline, ja?~"

Jin was a little creeped out by this man who is overall friendly towards her, Jin replied "...yes."

"1918 I see." Richtofen purred as Bruno was making a big campfire, "German, the American looked angered." he said softly as he fed the fire with logs while Richtofen waved his hand to him "Oh hush, Bruno." as Jin had begun to examine the Frenchman. He looked like he's been in several quarrels in his life by his features as he looked at her and said "You are Jin, if I am not wrong, I am Bruno Delacroix."

"Bonjour Bruno" Jin responded. "C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer aussi." Bruno smiled and nodded. "You learned how to speak French?" Dempsey asked.

"Yes." she replied. "I have studied the language during my deployment in France." as Richtofen placed his index finger and thumb under his chin as the word "deployment" had caught the Frenchman's attention. "Deployment?" Bruno asked. "For what war?"

"The Great War." Jin answered, Ultimis Richtofen knew what war she was referring to since she, Primis Dempsey and Takeo are from around the time of World War I as he said "World War I."

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Super Smash Bros critical hit quotes

To contribute to the recent efforts to turn Smash Bros into Fire Emblem with Nintendo All Stars, I thought it would be cool/funny to add critical hit quotes to Smash Bros characters. Maybe they could say these whenever they used their final smashes (some of them already do lmao). Or, if we ever do get a tactics RPG with Nintendo characters which would be THE DREAM, Nintendo could use these. Some of these were really easy, others were really hard. I bet you can guess which ones.

Also, for characters who communicate with singular noises/grunts, I’ve added a translation of what they’re actually saying.

Mario:

“Lets-a go!”

“Mario time!”

“Mama Mia!”

“Wahoo!”

Donkey Kong:

“Banana slamma!”

“DK! Donkey Kong!”

“You’re an absolute zero!”

“Here I come!”

Link:

“My courage will prevail!”

“This is just between you and me.”

“…Now!”

“I’m dangerous, you know.”

Samus:

“For true peace!”

“You’ve done well.”

“Time to pay up!”

“Mission complete.”

Dark Samus:

“I will corrupt you.”

“The thrill of battle.”

“Touch me. I dare you.”

“Dead on arrival!”

Yoshi:

“Yoshi!” (Peace!)

“Hm hm, hup!” (I’m finished with you!)

“Yoshi yo?” (Fried or scrambled?)

“Yo yo yo!” (Don’t be such a baby!)

Kirby:

“Haiii!” (Hello!)

“Poyo poyo!” (Thanks for playing with me!)

“Uwaaah!” (Hey, that hurt!)

“Hiyaaa!”

Fox:

“Here I come!”

“Better luck next time.”

“It’s go time!”

“Mission complete.”

Pikachu:

“Pika pika!” (Bye bye!)

“Piii, pikachu?” (Oh, you want some more?)

“Chu, pika pi!” (I’m electrifying!)

“Pika pi pi!” (Sparks are flying!)

Luigi:

“Let’s-a go…”

“Go, green!”

“Bang, bang!”

“ACHOOO!”

Captain Falcon:

“Come on!”

“Show me your moves!”

“I’m number one!”

“Guess I’ll have to show off!”

Ness:

“Say fuzzy pickles!”

“Batter up!”

“You stink!”

“Does it hurt yet?”

Jigglypuff:

“Puff puff…” (I’m getting sleepy…)

“Jigglypuff jiggly jiggly!” (Time for a power ballad!)

“Jiggly, jigglypuff puff?” (Would you like an encore?)

“Jigglypuff puff jiggly!” (Sing with me now!)

Peach:

“Sweet!”

“This is fun!”

“Don’t hit me!”

“Want some cake?”

Daisy:

“Sweet!”

“I got it!”

“I’m the best!”

“Hi, I’m Daisy!”

Bowser:

“Bowser time!”

“I’m oughta rip your stuffing out!”

“Even scarier up close, huh?”

“Bwahahaha!”

Ice Climbers:

“Knock ‘em out!”

“Double trouble!”

“You’re wobbling!”

“Catch and release!”

Sheik:

“Time is cruel.”

“For my people!”

“Silence.”

“We will meet again.”

Zelda:

“Victory is a step away!”

“For my people!”

“I will not yield!”

“It would be wise to stand down.”

Dr. Mario:

“You are terminally ill.”

“The doctor will see you now.”

“I diagnose you with defeat!”

“Clear!”

Pichu:

“Pichu pi pi…” (This is exhausting…)

“Pichu pichu!” (My time to shine!)

“Chu, pichu pi!” (I’m electrifying!)

“Pi pichu chu!” (You’re such a baby!)

Falco:

“Had enough yet?”

“Gotta jet!”

“Quit moving around!”

“I’ll take you down with one shot!”

Marth:

“Eyes on me!”

“This is it!”

“Forgive me!”

“Shine, Falchion!”

Lucina:

“Time to change fate!”

“You will not stop me!”

“Hope will never die!”

“Our bonds give me strength!”

Young Link:

“My courage will prevail!”

“No hard feelings.”

“I’ll show you a terrible fate!”

“Hey, you! Listen up!”

Ganondorf:

“Pathetic little fool!”

“Your place is beneath me!”

“I am your demise!”

“Behold my power!”

Mewtwo:

“Do not defy me.”

“Pathetic.”

“You’re a fool.”

“Your thoughts betray you.”

Roy:

“I won’t lose!”

“By my blade!”

“For those I must protect!”

“My flame burns bright!”

Chrom:

“Anything can change!”

“Now I’m mad!”

“I will not fail!”

“Our bonds give me strength!”

Mr. Game & Watch:

“RING!” (NINE!)

“Beep beep bop beep.” (I am beyond your comprehension)

“Breep BOP!” (Now DIE!)

“Boop boop beep bop.” (The time has come!)

Meta Knight:

“Know my power!”

“Behold!”

“Come meet your doom!”

“You will not escape!”

Pit:

“You’re finished!”

“Bye now!”

“It’s game over for you!”

“Say your prayers!”

Dark Pit:

“Goodbye!”

“It’s time!”

“Game over.”

“Nothing personal.”

Zero Suit Samus:

“Be still.”

“You’re mine.”

“I object!”

“Stunning, isn’t it?”

Wario:

“I’m-a gonna win!”

“Stinker!”

“You smell that?”

“WAHAHAHA!”

Snake:

“It’s showtime.”

“War has changed.”

“I won’t shed tears for you.”

“Be quiet.”

Ike:

“Prepare yourself.”

“No holding back!”

“Amateur.”

“Out of my way!”

Pokémon Trainer:

“It’s super effective!”

“A critical hit!”

“Go get ‘em!”

“We’re a top percentage team!”

Diddy Kong:

“You’re outta here!”

“I’m one tough Kong!”

“Here’s my chance!”

“Hoo hah!”

Lucas:

“Don’t back down now…”

“I’m sorry!”

“You must be tired.”

“I can endure this!”

Sonic:

“Now I’ll show you!”

“I’ll always keep on running!”

“Do you know who I am?”

“You’re too slow!”

King Dedede:

“You ready to get clobbered?”

“I’ll kick you to the curb!”

“Bow before my majesty!”

“I am D-D-Devious!”

Olimar:

“You were a fine research specimen.”

“Courage, Olimar!”

“I must survive!”

“Carry, fight, multiply!”

Lucario:

“The aura is with me!”

“I can smell your fear!”

“You can’t hide from me!”

“That was your last mistake.”

R.O.B.:

“Now terminating.”

“Initiating critical attack.”

“ERROR: Life not found.”

“I am Robotic Obliterating Buddy.”

Toon Link:

“My courage will prevail!”

“You want a piece of me?”

“Let’s get dangerous!”

“Do you hear the wind blowing?”

Wolf:

“What’s the matter, scared?”

“Playtime’s over.”

“You’re good, but I’m better.”

“Can’t let you do that!”

Villager:

“Now, scram!”

“Time to get buried!”

“This is gonna hurt!”

“Who’s the mighty one now?”

Mega Man:

“Leave it to me!”

“I’ll make you pay!”

“This is for the greater good!”

“You must be stopped!”

Wii Fit Trainer:

“Feel the burn!”

“Let’s get fired up!”

“You’re off balance!”

“No pain, no gain!”

Rosalina:

“I’ll put you to sleep.”

“Children, avert your eyes!”

“Let us begin!”

“Away with you!”

Little Mac:

“Don’t underestimate me!”

“I’m gonna punch you out!”

“This one’s for the Bronx!”

“Dance like a fly, bite like a mosquito!”

Greninja:

“Gre nin.” (Silent takedown.)

“Ja, Greninja!” (Now, you must die!)

“Gre, ninja gre…” (Just as the flow of the ocean…)

“Gre JAJAJAJA!” (Hiyayayaya!)

Palutena:

“You shall be purified.”

“Time for some divine intervention!”

“I won’t hold back!”

“Say your prayers!”

Pac-Man:

“Get ready!”

“Let’s put a smile on that face!”

“Do you have a fevor?”

“Wakka wakka wakka wakka.”

Robin:

“Time to tip the scales!”

“Checkmate!”

“I have a plan!”

“Our bonds give me strength!”

Shulk:

“This is the Monado’s power!”

“I can change the future!”

“Looks like I don’t have a choice!”

“I’m really feeling it!”

Bowser Jr.:

“I won’t quit!”

“Are you watching, Dad?”

“You need some roughing up!”

“Hope you’re ready!”

Duck Hunt:

“Heheheheh~”

“Grrr…”

“AWOOOO!”

“Ruff, ruff!” (I’ll bite your ankles off!)

Ryu:

“I will finish this.”

“Now’s my chance!”

“Gotcha!”

“I’m not finished yet!”

Ken:

“You’re going down!”

“Get serious!”

“Gotcha!”

“Open your eyes!”

Cloud:

“No hard feelings.”

“Your luck’s run out.”

“I’m breaking my limits!”

“Not interested.”

Corrin:

“This ends here!”

“I make my own fate!”

“I won’t surrender!”

“Open the way, please!”

Bayonetta:

“Let’s dance, boys!”

“New ‘do, dead you!”

“You’ve been naughty!”

“Flock off!”

Inkling:

“Woomy!” (Booyah!)

“Ngyes!” (Aww yeah!)

“Wo squalimey!” (Come on, this way!)

“Say fwess!” (Stay fresh!)

Ridley:

“You’re about to die!”

“I make a big impression!”

“Start screaming.”

“You’ll make for a good snack.”

Simon:

“My path is clear!”

“On my honor as a Belmont!”

“I vanquish the darkness!”

“I offer only defeat.”

Richter:

“You don’t belong in this world!”

“Begone, monster!”

“I vanquish the darkness!”

“Farewell.”

King K. Rool:

“I’ve had enough of this!”

“Nothing can stop me!”

“You’re all doomed!”

“Any last requests?”

Isabelle:

“My apologies!”

“Now you’ve done it!”

“I’m gonna go Isaballistic on you!”

“Will that be all?”

Incineroar:

“Grahaha!”

“Cineroar!” (I’m gonna put on a show!)

“Incin!” (Oh, yeah!)

“Incineroar, cin?” (You want an autograph?)

Piranha Plant:

“Plant gang!”

“You see these pearly whites?”

“For Lord Bowser!”

“I’m about to head out.”

Joker:

“The show’s over.”

“You never saw it coming!”

“I’m going to ravage you!”

“Time to steal your heart!”

Hero:

“But I must!”

“Have you wet your knickers?”

“My turn!”

“Time to get critical!”

“HOES MAD”

Banjo and Kazooie:

Banjo: “I’m sorry!”

Banjo: “Out of the way, please!”

Kazooie: “You can shove it!”

Kazooie: “Get bent, nerd!”

Both: “We’re raring to go!”

Terry:

“Are you okay?”

“Hey, c’mon!”

“Bingo!”

“Take it easy!”

Byleth:

“Here is something to believe in!”

“Allow me to demonstrate!”

“Let this be a lesson!”

“No hesitation!”

Bonus:

Sans:

“You’re gonna have a bad time.”

“Get dunked on!”

“This’ll hurt a skele-ton!”

“Sorry about this, pal…”

Cuphead:

“You’re up!”

“Don’t mess with me!”

“Ready for a walloping?”

“Oh, it’s on!”

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Cuphead - Review (Switch)

12/11/20

Developed by Studio MDHR, released September 29th, 2017

Brutally difficult games are usually not my cup of tea. Spending my down time being frustrating and working so damned hard for the sake of fun felt counter intuitive. This is coming from a guy growing up playing tough early Nintendo titles such as Ninja Gaiden, Contra, and Ghosts N Goblins. Old games were tough simply to extend its lifespan and length, but challenging games these days walk a fine line between cheap and fair. After finishing the game I have to say Cuphead is not only my favorite modern “tough but fair” game I’ve ever played, but also is a fantastic charming throwback to classic sidescrollers painted with amazing aesthetics and energy.

Easily the most stand out aspect of Cuphead besides its infamous difficulty is its graphical style faithfully recreating 1930′s cartoons. Watercolor backgrounds, perfect animations, and creatively designed characters make this game nostalgic, beautiful, and unforgettable. The music is one of its best aspects as well. Split into 3 main worlds, the music of each hub has its own background track that starkly reminds me of music from walking around Disneyland or a county fair. It fits the graphics perfectly and I find it difficult to understate how spot on the atmosphere is. I find it constantly hilarious how lighthearted the visuals are when juxtaposed with its brutal difficulty, almost like the game is egging you on or mocking you.

Most of Cuphead is a series of boss fights which can be tackled in somewhat player-chosen order. Playing as the titular Cuphead or Mugboy, you begin on Inkwell Isle 1, and completing every level unlocks Inkwell Isle 2, and eventually 3. Each world has a couple regular sidescrolling levels as well. These are no less challenging than the boss fights, and take just as much focus and effort to get through. Timing and reflexes are everything, and only having 3 hit points before death with no way to regain them means there’s no room for error. The bosses are truly where the game shines, especially in their variety. Each one is incredibly unique from one another in terms of visuals and attacks. Most bosses have several phases they go through as you deliver damage, and if a given phase is particularly difficult, it’s usually somewhat brief.

This is where the brutality in the challenge level comes from. While the visuals and music are as upbeat as imaginative, Cuphead in no way pulls its punches with gameplay. However, the best thing about Cuphead is how consistent and fair it is. Much of the time you have to extensively challenge your reflexes and memory as you slowly learn the many many attacks each boss dishes up. The mechanics are very simple, and mainly involve shooting, jumping, and a dash move. A few more abilities can be unlocked over time, but the core experience never changes dramatically. It truly is a test of your patience, endurance, and skills with the base gameplay. What kept me coming back time and again were the perfect controls and fair mechanics.

Only rarely do I feel like I get hurt in a cheap manner. Almost every single defeat feels exceedingly fair, and makes me want to retry immediately. A couple bosses (the dragon and bee queen) took me several days and sittings to defeat, but finally killing them, along with all the others, felt like a huge accomplishment. Usually a boss has multiple projectiles flying at you all at once, and it truly felt like an eye test to keep your character dodging to stay alive. Cuphead can be played with 2 player couch co-op, and is recommended by me to double your chances of winning. Beings I have few friends and no life, I beat Cuphead 100% solo and it felt amazing (if necessary) to do so.

Cuphead has become one of my favorite indie games of all time, and its quality can be found in every aspect of its design. From the creative boss design, to the ways they attack, to the music, to the animation, to the incredibly reliable mechanics, Cuphead is a extremely well executed title. Expect to die constantly, but make sure to learn as you go, and stick with it. Cuphead will not be for everyone, as its difficulty will deter a large fraction of gamers. If you know what you’re getting into, and have an affinity for sidescrolling gameplay, Cuphead is something I can’t recommend enough.

9/10

#cuphead #switch #ps4 #xboxone #indie game #mdhr studios #mdhr #sidescroller #boss fights #mugboy #king of dice #dont deal with the devil

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❇️ CUPHEAD FANFICTION ❇️

{ Finally, I wrote the fourth chapter of this long fanfiction. First, I want to thank the dear @afrozenwaffle09 who’s been my beta reader and I was totally lost so THANK YOU A LOT!!!

I hope that you guys will like it, I had fun writing this and I put a lot of effort, yep-! This reader is truly a charity case, poor dear-! }

IF YOU WANT TO READ THIS STORY ON AO3

>>> 1st CHAPTER <<<

>>> 2nd CHAPTER <<<

>>> 3rd CHAPTER <<<

>>> 5th CHAPTER <<<

>>> 6th CHAPTER <<<

Pairing: King Dice x Neutral! Reader Rating: Orange (some thematic in this story can be considered blasphemous and harsh)

🎲 Wicked Game [ fourth part ]

It was a cold November afternoon and a group of lazy, grey clouds covered the sky that was as black as petroleum. Trying to keep warm in your coat, you observed the other little clouds that came out from your mouth as you breathed the cold air. Even your lungs were frozen but, this was not a valid reason to complain. The weather was still the weather, it could not be changed, and it was the same temperature of your heart. You felt comfortable surrounded by the cold.

Months passed since the mortal sin of your mother and, from that day, you have never discovered her committing the same action again. Your mind was overshadowed by awful visions of your mother, accusing you of her own sins, while she was ruining your skin hitting you with her belt and hands. As if you were a beast and not a human being or creature of God, because God would have never permitted something like this. Maybe it was another lie and even the Supreme was laughing at your misery.

She said, you were the reason why she did it, you were an unworthy child, and because of this, this did not make you innocent. You had assisted in her depravity, you were a spectator and this has made you a sinner just like her. Your lies were only the beginning of a life filled with perversion and immoralities, your mother kept saying this because she wanted you to feel as guilty as her despite this you did not possess a fault.

You smelled the fragrance of rain in the air, it was pleasant and relaxing. You liked this scent, and you hoped it would rain; you wanted to feel your face caressed by the raindrops, as if those little drops of water were gentle kisses from the sky. A cold embrace.

Another reason was because, you were tired and wanted to go back home, not being here with your mother to walk from house to house to convince people to convert themselves in the true faith, their soul was damned and they had only one possibility to save themselves by follow the light path of redemption. The path God chose for them. You spent every Sunday with her, after the Holy Mass, and to wander through the city. Searching for some lost sheep but you did not think it was useful to invade people’s privacy and waste their time hearing the same old stories they already knew. If they truly wanted to follow this path they would have already chosen it.

The words that your mother were saying did not reach your ears, you just nodded with a blank expression, observing the edge of the street in front of you it that seemed to not have an end. A drop fell on your nose, and you raised up your head seeing the clouds become darker. Before the rain started falling, your mother already knocked on the door of the person who was going to listen to her sermon that you already heard a million times. She did not care about the weather and she would have persevered through her mission, even in a storm. Somehow, you estimated her determination even if she was determined in the wrong way but, despite her evident errors, she kept fighting for her values and believing in her duty. It was absurd how a person could lose oneself in these illusions of eternity and in these splendid lies. Your philosophy of life was changing and you were waking up slowly from your sleep. Maybe, all her slaps and punishments helped you to conquer a new awareness of reality.

At first, no one answered to her knocking but she did not give up so she knocked again with more fervour until the door finally opened. It revealed a robust and rude man who did not welcome your mother with a kind and friendly greeting. She was used to this hostility since people were stubborn, but she was more stubborn than them and they were going to listen to her words whether they wanted or not.

This man appeared neglected, your nostrils were invaded by a horrid smell of alcohol, that resided from his mouth, and his expression did not hide the lust and perversion since his eyes were burning like two fires.

Your mother did not care about his appearance; in fact, she seemed satisfied because he was the kind of lost sheep she was looking for. She came to believe that those whose soul was lost for sure could be noticed by the way they looked, their sins were not hidden under a mask of falsity since their exterior represented their interior.

“So how can I help you?” the man barked with a voice full of irritation, he pretended to be polite it was blatantly obvious .

“We’re representatives of the Church. We’re here to spread the word of our Saviour, Jesus Christ.” your mother talked with solemnity and pride, the man just nodded, inviting the two of you to come inside. You were sure he did not care about the Word of God so you were getting worried, this person seemed very unstable and strange but your mother appeared so inflexible in her decisions that you did not know whom you should have feared more between her and this weird individual.

The house the man lived in was as sloppy and dishevelled as himself, you would have noticed the dust imprinted on the pavement. Nevermind, it was a cockroach. After seeing this you felt so disgusted that you refused to sit down on his couch until your mother screamed to do so. You followed her orders while the man kept watching you with the strange pair of eyes he had. Then, he lit up a cigarette testing your mother’s wrath.

“Could I ask you to put out your cigarette, please?” said your mother with severity.

“Why should I?” he did not seem interested in her request and blew a cloud of smoke in her direction.

“I don’t think it’s so adequate to smoke in the presence of a child.” she was talking about you, as if she truly cared about your health and, as if this man had the gift of omniscience, he laughed because by one look he understood what kind of hypocrite your mother was.

“Oh, inadequate? In the same way it’s inadequate seeing a child who preaches the word of God.” his voice was not harsh as he looked at you with an expression of pity. Your mother felt offended by his affirmation and she did not consider herself a bad mother and not even as a bad human being.

“How I decided to educate my kid is none of your business, sir.” her voice still tough as a rock.

“Yes, even if I think it’s a waste…” for an instant, you noticed a vicious gleam in his eyes and as his true nature manifested itself you remained confused. A few seconds ago it seemed this man wanted to help you, expressing his disappointment over your mother’s choices. No one could know what he meant with “waste”, and your mother kept ignoring the fact that you felt uncomfortable here.

“Anyway, we’re not talking about them. I may guess that you, most of all, need our help to find a place in this world away from sin and temptation.” from her bag, she extracted a brochure that contained information about her beliefs, but the man just yawned and scratched his belly. Your mother gasped at the sight of this.

“You don’t care about leaving such a miserable life without faith or God.” she was shocked but the words that the man was going to say made her more shocked.

“I’m atheist, so I don’t believe in this bullshit. I only believe in facts and myself.” your mother made the sign of the cross while you kept your boiling laughter at bay. It was hilarious in its own way. For your mother, these were the worst sinners, they refused the existence of God.

“Why did you welcome us in your house if you don’t even believe?” your mother was being to feel like she was wasting her time with this horrid individual.

“Because it would’ve been rude to kick you out, I’m an open-minded person, after all. I listen to other point of views, at the contrary of certain Christians.” you could recognize a sort of cynicism in his voice.

“Oh, Lord. Saucy words, maybe you still have time to be redeemed for your sins.” she said, leaving some brochures on his table. This situation became very strange and not even you knew what to think about it.

“I don’t search for any redemption, I may be a sinner but I’m still free. Freer than you, Madame.

I made many mistakes in my life and lots of people have suffered because of my egoism and bad attitudes, they should be the ones who have to forgive me and not God. I took the responsibilities of my errors, and we reap what we sow, it’s true.” his eyes acquired a shade of melancholy and appeared mortified while he thought about his past. At least, he could say he was free to make mistakes but, at the same time, to learn from them because life was only one and it was too short to hold a grudge.

After a pause he continued, “None of us have the right to decide another person’s life and it doesn’t matter if you’re their parents. I’m not perfect but even a discarded member of society like me can understand it’s wrong”.

Then, the man looked into your eyes like he was scrutinizing your soul, and you felt naked under his enigmatic sight, but there was no malice or hostility in his stare, only a sharp ting of sadness. Taking you unprepared, he asked, “Is this what you truly want, little one? You shouldn’t allow to your mother to control your mind, nobody should.” he thought that children should be free to play and have fun with other kids. Not follow the little twisted fetishes of a crazy mother. It was unfair, you knew he was right, it was not only affecting your physical health but your mental health also. If you kept following this path she chose for you it wouldn't end well.

A silence encircled the room and your mind was frozen as if an avalanche fell over everyone, a sentiment of desolation took possession of your heart and you began to tear up. The truth was always hard to bear. This was the harshest thing you had heard in a long time. The cruel, ugly, and disgusting truth of your life, but oddly enough you were well aware of it. Maybe you were just pretending not to be conscious of it since there was no way you could have changed your situation.

Outraged, your mother stood up from her seat, taking your hand with a fury that made you jolt, running away from the habitat of this odd but sincere sinner who did not do anything wrong but saying the truth. Despite what he appeared to be, a dangerous and creepy person, maybe he was only sad. Maybe this world made him this cold hearted and frustrated. You judged him too early and, after hearing his words, you were going to leave your mother and her awful house too search for another life, a brighter future, for yourself.

At least, that man was honest with himself unlike your mother who wore masks. This made her appeared to be didgent and respectable woman but, under her humble appearance, she hid a ruthless monster that she was not rid of. She was the one who had to be pitied. From that meeting you learned many things and started seeing the world in a different light. There was something else other than this misery. You were determined to discover what was hidden under the veil of lies, where your mother stored you.

* * *

The current in your brain began to circulate and you came back to reality.

You were lost in your thoughts often. They were awful thoughts of ancient times and the experience you had seemed unlike your own, because of this you made a point to remember your memories. These dreams where nightmarish and not very enjoyable. But you were determined to keep them. As time passed, you were losing any trace of sanity you had. You couldn't even recall the time because you lost the count of minutes or hours you found yourself in another dream like dimension in space.

The monsters around you were sneering and laughing at, you being their favourite form of entertainment. This made you felt dead, unworthy, sick and, those monsters were not the only creatures who were observing you. There was another man who was studying you and, you had almost forgotten about him, since he remained silent until now. As if he did not want to disturb your train of thoughts. Maybe he was able to read your mind, but there was no way you could know.

“Good morning, sleepyhead!” said a cheerful voice, and then you remembered everything; you blushed because of the rush of embarrassment but Dice did not seem angry and he found it amusing in your distracting ways. At his words, you gasped, unable to speak, you just nodded, and sighed.

“It seems you didn’t sleep very well last night, if you kept daydreaming and losing your little mind so often.” Dice spoke again and being concentrated on him made you forget about your mother. The thought of her was killing you inside. King was right, you were very tired and because of the nightmares you did not sleep that night.

“My mind is tricking me… the nightmares torment me even when I’m awake…” you were unsure if you were talking aloud or if you were thinking. To distinguish dreams and reality was very difficult at this point. Dreams or reality, both of them were surely dreadful.

“You can rest when this game will be over, darling. Don’t be afraid, I will offer you a place to sleep if you desire.” he would be happy to sing you a lullaby or assist you in sleep, but he did not mention the possibilities since he was still professional but, he did wink at you. From this gesture, you could understand the rest of his thoughts. His flirting confused you so much that you could admit it was pleasant, and actually, it did not make you feel uncomfortable. You were able to find your lost sanity and your brain was taking possession of its faculties again.

“Uhm… It seems I’m unable to control my mind and it’s painful…” all the monsters in the room started screaming and insulting you because to them you seemed pathetic. They wanted to see you burn with the Ignavi*, the half-hearted souls who never chose on whose side they were on (according to Dante mythology). They detested dull people because they were not good but not bad either. They just lived their life without an aim, following the flow. They were just useless people no one would cry for, since their existences were a big question mark.

Turning around, infernal glances looked at you and you covered your ears, closed your eyes, because of the horrific looks. You were not like this. You did not consider yourself like an Ignavo. Yes, you were unaware of many things and you did not know yourself very well but you wanted to live, you desired to discover something new and fight for it. You could not cry or hear their voices anymore. Slowly, the voices were becoming similar to your mother’s, it was another trick of your mind, another hallucination. Those were the same words your mother kept saying when she saw you sad and you could not permit her to win. You could not have your ghosts defeat you.

“Oh, poor little darling. I promise, you’ll never feel gloomy anymore and with time you’re going to forget all your sore reminiscences. You’re so tormented, it’s unfair.” your visions stopped the moment Dice spoke, his voice was filled with comfort and kindness. You should have just focused on his words. Only his words.

“It’s logical… If I’d die, I’d lose my memory and everything I am will disappear into the oblivion.” you answered with legit scepticism.

“Oh, I didn’t mean that, it won’t be a death but a new rebirth.” Dice said with his usual confident tone.

“It’s just nonsense!” you answered with a trembling voice.

“No, dear, donating your soul to the Devil, you’ll be truly free. Free to be whoever you want, without any worries and even those memories will not torment you anymore. Only faded echoes will remain of them.” he silenced himself for a little while, staring you in the eyes with his alluring smile, before speaking again, “That’s what you desire, isn’t it? Stop to feel sorry for yourself, and rejoice at your new beginning!” the confidence in his voice was incomparable and he was already sure you were going to lose your soul. Even you were unsure about your true fate since his discourse seemed very convincible. Maybe he was right, you only had to surrender in front of the fact that the only way to find your freedom was to give up your soul. Enjoying the place where there were no hypocrites or shame, you would have followed your instincts. You had carried yourself to the lowest level possible without any care. Maybe it was all a trap because Hell was still Hell, and Dice was talking about it with way to much positivity. He was talking about it like it was the most marvellous place of the world.

The break was over. Yet the game kept going, and your dice had to be launch for the last time, since this was the decisive match. The one where you would lose your soul or where you would keep it. The crowd went wild and you called back all your not so high hopes.

“I’m surprised you’ve come so far, congratulations. Whatever will happen, it’s been nice to meeting you. We’ve had fun together. I wish you luck, sweetheart!” even this time, he demonstrated gentleness and his words almost touched you. Your gestures appeared hesitant and unsure that, when you were preparing your launch, new memories crossed your mind and you found yourself catapulted in those realm of nightmares. You did not notice the dice that rolled in front of you, since everything was spinning around you instantly blacked out.

* * *

It was another Sunday, one of those Sundays where you and your mother searched for some lost lamb to convert, because it was never enough (for her, at least, you were sick and tired of this stupid practice).

This time a pale sun was shining and you were lost in your thoughts as always. While your mother was ranting about her usual sermons and predictions your ears automatically closed themselves so you wouldn’t have to listen to her rant. Then your eyes were caught by a group of women who were on the roadside.

“Why are you not paying attention to me?” your mother squeaked. When she met your eyes she looked in the same direction, finding the women and she gasped, realizing what kind of women they were. She said with a disgusted tone, “Oh, Lord! Look at them, they’re lost sheep who cannot be saved anymore. Repugnant! They sell their body, the gift Jesus gave to them, to make money! They’re dirty devils, don’t look at them and pick up your pace!” your mother ordered you while she looked at those prostitutes with contempt, despite this she did not know them. They were just laughing and talking to one another and you saw no harm in their actions, let alone sin.

Focusing your gaze, you recognized one of the women. She flashed you a smile when your eyes met. You remembered that woman, because you have seen her before when you had to do some errands for your mother in the market. Even in that situation, she smiled at you and her smile was the most enchanting thing you have ever seen. She was selling flowers and not her body, so you could not label her as a sinner. That day, you felt very sad and alone so you decided to go for a walk. You walked with your head down until she approached you, donating a fresh flower for you. It was a pink rose, beautiful and scented, you did not understand why that girl was giving you a rose but this was the very first act of kindness you have received in your life. Then, she walked away, giving you a fleeting smile. Clearly, her intent was to make you smile, and she did not ask anything in return. This was a real act of generosity.

“Hello! I told you to stop to staring at those diabolical women, they’re worthless, trash!” your mother took your hand, yanking you. You did not agree that those women were diabolical. It was just another false hood that came out of your mother's mouth.

Despite prostitution, her heart was generous and pure, she would not burn in Hell for this. It was unfair and you refused to believe in this atrocity. Your eyes were filling with tears as you saw the women disappear beyond the asphalted horizon.

As the famous French poet Léon Bloy said, “A saint can fall in the mud, but a prostitute can climb to the light”. Once the priest of your Church said this phrase explaining how everyone could sin and give in to temptation but, with the same possibility, even the worst sinners could find the light of God if they truly believed. In that particular situation, your mother did not pay the proper attention but you were still sure that her soul would have burnt in the flames of Hell.

You have never encountered that woman again and you hoped she was fine and found her way in this complicated and horrid world. That she has been luckier than you, since it seemed nothing has changed and you were still here, screaming and moving in your sleep. Until you woke up and, this time, reality showed in all its tragic chaos.

* * *

Nobody could tell how much time passed since you lost your senses in front of everyone.

Your last memory was confused and far away, your head hurt and you had no clue where you were now. In your sleep, you kept moving yourself. Sighing you woke up and opened your eyes revealing a luminous chandelier that blinded you. Then you realized that you were not in the casino but somewhere else, in a mysterious room. You were lying on an enormous bed that was not yours. As you took back your consciousness , your thoughts became lucid again and you remembered reality. A moment ago, could also be an eternity, you were playing a game that would decide your soul’s fate. But you felt normal, a little tired but you could say your soul was still in its place, inside you.

You did not remember the result of the game, if you won or if you lost, since you fainted the exact moment before the dice stopped rolling. It was the last thing you saw and then the oblivion of your nightmares captured you in their abominable grip. You were glad you woke up since you were truly shocked and this situation was driving you mad.

Your bones and muscles ached every time you moved, and your forehead was wet as you sweated in your sleep. Like if this was the first day of school, you did not want to stand up, because it was painful and you needed to sleep in more. Actually, you wanted to sleep without any worries, a dreamless sleep.

Like the time before, a warm voice welcomed you, “Rise and shine, darling.” you recognized that voice, because it was stamped in your mind. It was his voice and you gasped, jumping as if you saw a terrible monster. Then, you surely did not feel like the sun ready to rise and shine, you felt just like a meteor that was going to crash on the ground. As you were hoping out of bed, he chuckled and you felt more embarrassed than before.

Yes, you were in a luxurious chamber that was covered in gold and shining objects. You had never seen something like this before, since your home was humble and modest. For a moment, you thought you were in another dream, until he spoke again, “Are you alright, dear?” said Dice, chuckling again, you did not know how to answer because you were so perplexed by his voice.

“What’s happened? Where am I?” so many questions exploded in your mind and maybe these were not enough to resolve your doubts.

Dice was seated on an armchair, with his legs crossed, observing you with his usual inquiring face, and then he said, “You passed out in the middle of the match”. He did not seem very shocked about it, maybe he expected it from you since you seemed a very problematic person with some issues with fainting. He continued speaking, “We’re currently in the break-room of the casino, I couldn’t leave you outside, rotting on the floor, it wouldn’t be so decorous.” his voice was quite cynical as if he helped you to keep his well mannered imagine. And not because he was preoccupied with your situation. Not that you wanted to be devoured by all those monsters.

“Oh, well…” you massaged your head, thinking about his words and that you were still in the casino still alive, too. You supposed he kept you alive only for your soul… Yes, your soul. What was going to happen with it? Were you going to lose it? Your eyes widened as you tried to express yourself, “What happened while I was sleeping?” it seemed that Dice wanted to keep this secret for himself. He smirked, placing his hand under his chin. His gaze was so curious.

“Oh, dear, I’m very impressed and you couldn’t believe…” he left you hanging on but his smile never left his face, “On one side, I’m really sorry but, other the other side, I feel honoured to have known a lucky person like you.” in that moment you gasped because maybe your odds were wrong and maybe…

“Have I won…?” you asked with an insecure voice. It was incredible, how could it be true? You fainted before the end of the game, in the maximum status of suspense, you were unaware of everything.

“Exactly, dear, I said I’m impressed, it’s unbelievable!” he did not lose his confidence, not even for a moment and his smile kept shining. Your soul was safe despite this you could not help but feel unhappy about it and you did not know why but Dice was about to make you remember the reasons of your sorrow.

“You are free to do what you want of your life now… you are free to go back to your comfortable and lovely home.” as his eyes became green, his grin stretched wide he played with your little mind, playing with your fears. When he was doing this he in turn figured out how you hated living in that house with that monster of a mother. Your expression became duller and you lost it because of the unfair circumstances. Yes, it was unfair, you won but you felt like a loser. You just lost your time and now without finding a solution or the true freedom.

From your mouth, sighs came and then you were trembling like a leaf, while your mind recalled those awful memories. You were fighting very hard to get rid of them but it seemed useless, “N-no…! “, you said in a whisper, you felt cold but the cold came from inside you.

“Oh, darling, what are you doing? Are you afraid? I could accompany you at the exit, if you want.” Dice got closer to you, placing one hand on your hip and with the other hand he caressed your wet cheek.

You were doing your best not to cry in front of him and you found the courage to say, “No, I don’t want!” you tried screaming but your words got locked in your throat so he just patted your back.

“You’re not forced to go there, you’re free. You’re not made for that life, it’s shameful, they ruined you…” his soft smile helped you to calm yourself a little more even if you could not trust him but you could bet, anyone in this world was better than your mother. Your personal Hell was already your home. Nothing could be compared to that, and no one could compare with her perfidy.

“I’ve nowhere to go… I-I…”, then he silenced, placing his finger on your mouth.

”Shhh… Don’t worry dear, only Death has no solution… If you desire, you can stay here.” and his eyes returned back to green and you noticed an evil grin on his face but it last few seconds, and then he returned confident, “You still have time to change your mind.” and maybe he was going to win his prize despite the defeat. Dice was right, you would have given your soul to him anyway, because you were too desperate.

“You're in control of your own destiny.” pronounced Dice, using similar words of that man you encountered.

You wanted to be the one who decided your own fate for once and, even if those decisions were wrong, you would be the one to make that mistake. You were not going to regret it. You did not care anymore!

There was no difference between Hell and Heaven, maybe the only difference was the hypocrisy that painted the sky. You chose to stop with this life made up of illusions. This was the path of the damnation, the one your mother hated so much. You did not know what was right for you but, at this point, anything was important and you were only a human without a place in the world.

“At least, I’ve nothing to lose…” his eyes got brighter because these were the words. This made him very proud of you, and he caressed your cheek, nodding.

“I’d be glad to be your guide, it will be extraordinary! You can consider me as your Virgilio, in this voyage through Hell.” but, on the contrary of Dante, you were not designed to go to Heaven and there was no Beatrice who would help you, no God or Saviour.

You were going to donate your soul to the Devil of your own free will. It was something paradoxical, only a true desperate person would take a decision like this but there was a lot of time before it happened and Dice had his own plan for you, a plan he has not even revealed you yet.

Then, he spoke again, “I hope you won’t live to regret it…” there was no turning back, he would say but he didn't. He gave you a blissful glance, inviting you to sleep since you appeared very tired and this huge bed was very comfortable looking and soft that you were unable to deny.

“I’m so tired…” these were your last words and this time no horrid dreams were about to take you. “Just rest your little head and everything will be fine…” after hearing his words, you have been catapulted in the embrace of Morpheus.

It was time for you to lose all your hopes of this mortal life because another one was already happening because…

Abandon all hope, you who enter here.

Ignavi*: I did not find the proper translation in English for this word, so I used the original term used by Dante Alighieri. The “Ignavi” are those damned souls (sinners) who are located in the “Anti-inferno”. Those souls are not welcome in Hell and not even in Heaven; they are those people that have never taken a decision by themselves. They have never lived their life. They cannot be defined as “evil” but not even as “good” so they are useless. They are also those people who have never had their own idea and they just followed other’s, they had no personality. I imagine that the reader is seen as an “Ignavo” because of this reason, since they appear very neutral and they are afraid to think with their own mind, so this makes them easier to manipulate.

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Contains minor SPOILERS.

Cala Maria gif courtesy of @casioonaplasticbeach.

The debut game of Studio MDHR is the completely hand drawn 1930s cartoon inspired Cuphead for the Xbox One and PC. Particularly the Fleischer Studios short starring Bimbo known as Swing You Sinners! (1930). For example, Cagney Carnation’s idle animation is one a ghost has in it. A later significant donnybrook borrows from that cartoon’s aesthetic and characters too. There’s visual grain filter and simulated 24 fps too! There’s a deliberate color inconsistency between Cuphead’s design and the hues for his victory screen: a commonality found with older cartoons. An Inkwell Isle II boss character speaks with a Porky Pig inspired stutter whilst possessing a moniker close to a famous animator’s (Grim Natwick). Natwick, in real life, spoke with a stutter, making a double reference to cartoon history.

As a cartoon fanatic and a seeker of run and gun games, I had to check out Cuphead for sure!

On Xbox One.

My name is OrchardBlossom.

Cuphead has been in development for seven years and is the final result of seven people animating it is beyond mind blowing. Their names are Chad Moldenhauser, Danielle Johnson, @jake-clark, Thomas “Smo” Smolenski, @habihanna, Joseph Coleman, and Tina Nawrocki. Take a bow y’all! *Throws roses, kisses, glitter, and confetti*

Cuphead, is, as cliche as it sounds, a dream come true for me.

The moment I tried the Sony Imagesoft (publisher) and Traveller’s Tales (developer) Sega Genesis game Mickey Mania in the early 90s, I’ve been relentlessly searching and totally craving another release that utilized hand drawn animation that pulls from classic cartoons. In it, Mickey Mouse can toss marbles at foes and his HP that’s represented by fingers on his glove is 5. The player goes from left to right avoiding by jumping over or trouncing adversaries. Mickey Mania’s opening level is the culturally and genre significant Steamboat Willie (1928) and a later one is a favorite of mine known as The Lonesome Ghosts (1937). Often I’d avoid enemies and not proceed so I could soak in the game’s distinctive visual aesthetic for a second longer. Similarly, I’d prolong a couple of clashes in Cuphead for that very same reason. Despite never winning against the final fight in that damned The Prince and the Pauper (1990) stage, that Mickey Mouse game still retains a special place in my heart. In fact, when taking a slight break from Cuphead I fired up my Sega to only lose against Captain Pete…Again.

25% of Cuphead features run and gun stages that bring to mind Mega Man, Contra, Gunstar Heroes, Metal Slug, and Super Ghouls ‘n Ghosts. Your introductory HP is 3 and can be higher if you sacrifice the strength of your weapons via purchased charms. Charms are bought using Coins found in levels and around the hub islands of Inkwell Isle.

With this currency, charms or weaponry can be bought at Porkrind’s Emporium. For instance, the Smoke Bomb Charm makes your dodge waaaay more efficient. The Coffee Charm is ideal for plane boss battles since you cannot make your Shrink dodge any better in them: this allows you to obtain Super Arts of powered up techniques faster. Cuphead’s basic projectile weapon is known as the Peashooter. The boomerang-like Roundabout is your best bet against most bosses if you’re adept at facing the opposite and firing it. Chaser is a weak homing weapon that’s perfect for boss battles that require both tricky and constant dodging (like the final phase of queen bee Rumor Honeybottoms). Experiment with your six firing weapon selections and find what’s the most comfortable for you though. Remember that Cuphead and Mugman can fire while ducking/moving and their firing angle can be adjusted.

Likewise, in a plane, one can use the gun or bombs. I didn’t realize this until late in the game, ha ha!

The remaining 75% of Cuphead consists of brimming with personality and creativity boss battles alongside some toe-tapping worthy jazz-infused tracks. Cuphead is a game that takes patience, analyzing patterns, learning to properly parry (leads to the capability of utilizing stronger weapon moves and Super Art techniques), knowing when to stop firing versus dodge some more, ducking, and changing your weapon set or Super Arts when necessary. Now, it is possible to hold down the fire button and switch between weapons on the fly. I personally found it overwhelming, an additional challenge of sorts, that made it increasingly harder to accurately concentrate during either run and gun stages and boss battles.

So, in Cuphead, you will die a lot. I guarantee it. I died 1111 times beating it on Normal mode alone. I didn’t give up nor go above 3 HP. It was immensely satisfying when I won against everything.

But I feel this by design: the game’s mechanics are solid and each time I lost I didn’t blame Cuphead since everything is clear. Trial and error is in the game’s DNA. Controls aren’t an issue essentially. They’re quite responsive, so each failure unquestionably feels like my fault. If an attack or enemy isn’t pink, it cannot be parried, so it must be avoided or slain. The directions in which bosses bombard you don’t change at all (besides after a phase alteration where new moves are still very much broadcast)…The order isn’t consistent however. And my advice is to always stay on guard. Sometimes, the smartest attack is to wait though.

Whenever you do lose, a progress bar is unveiled about how dismal or great your overall performance was. Along with a taunting quote from a boss. Like Wally Warbles, a Woody Woodpecker colored bird says, “Even without my feathers, you’re in for stormy weather!” Talk about adding insult to injury! This actually compelled me to keep going. I wasn’t deterred because I learned from my errors and mistiming mistakes until I won. I can defeat some of the initially seemingly impossible boss battles without taking a hit now.

In short, Cuphead is tough yet fair in my eyes.

Alas where it falters most is the usage of two boys as our protagonists. I get that is supposed to be a homage to Mickey Mouse (with a hint of Felix the Cat?) and the long forgotten Oswald the Lucky Rabbit with each sporting said famous character’s colors/gloves. That’s cool I guess.

Still, not Cuphead and his sister? Because it isn’t like Betty Boop isn’t that famous or anything right? Or how about neither a guy or girl? They’re anthropomorphic characters with a cup and a mug for heads! Why solely men…?

Cuphead is a tale of owing a debt to the Devil through gambling. They are forced to collect soul contracts from the lives of others the Devil and Dice King’s casino have corrupted. Or lose their own lives instead as grisly punishment. The minimalist plot is conveyed through a excellently done storybook motif. I prefer Cuphead’s bro Mugman who told him to stop gaming when the Devil challenged him.

Mugman’s the one I never get to play as. XD

Yes, despite the game creators (Chad and Jared Moldenhaur, brothers) stating Cuphead wanted to avoided a damsel in distress narrative as the main one a.k.a. a retro concept that should stop being the norm. However, there’s a small juxtaposition between this and Cuphead writer Evan Skolnick. In Cuphead, women are unfortunately in short supply. The most prominent recurring one (Legendary Chalice) is literally trapped and has to be saved to unlock the powerful Super Art abilities located in the Inkwell Isle Mausoleums. I mean our introduction to her in the game is the word “HELP” with an exclamation mark for emphasis. Saving her grants you more useful Super Arts that assist in stage and boss fights, but aren’t necessary to beat the game. To achieve victory, the player must parry all of the spectral threats to release the straw-halo spirit from a repeated prison thrice times throughout the course of your journey.

For some reason, a celebatory background statue of her can be seen in Rugged Ridge, suggesting her character was once one of considerable prominence in this game’s world (or storyline I suggest). My real query is why the Legendary Chalice has “legendary” in her name in the first place? So, why couldn’t she of been similar to a Great Fairy from the Legend of Zelda series then? As the protagonist Link, you locate the Great Fairy fountains and she gives you something for the effort. Or what if the Mausoleum parry challenges were meant to prove that Cuphead and Mugman are worthy to own the sacred Super Arts Legendary Chalice has in her possession?

I sincerely wish her character’s background had been suitably expanded on. Like maybe she sees potential in them for completing the Mausoleums in Inkwell. Perhaps her role in the game could of had more meaning? How it stands with Legendary Chalice simply plays into a classic video game trope I’ve always loathed. The damsel in distress the Moldenhauser bros tried to not use.

Others women talk to you in the hub world or ask for assistance in some way. Like a fish fishing, for one! How wonderfully weird. Is she a cannibal by chance?

What remains are bosses. Ahem, how few there are that is, yeah. Out of twenty plus bosses only seven feature women with five being the actual focus.

The introduction to planes battle has Hilda Berg: an Olive Oly zeppelin that transforms into the constellations Taurus and Sagittarius (they are coded/drawn as men) during the fight. Another is a drunken martini glass that’s part of an alcoholic beverage trio you might contend with. The Domino mini-boss has two halves: the top is a hat and bow while the bottom is a skirt with that same bow serving as hers. This half has distinct lashes and red heels as well. There’s the Betty Boop sound effect laden Cala Maria, the gigantic mermaid seen in each trailer for the game’s release. Sally Stageplay is the most memorable for me with her battle taking place in a theatre with a live audience: it opens with a wedding and has her theatre husband in the background not contributing to the fight while trying to take care of a baby. There’s the aforementioned Rumor Honeybottoms, in an intense scenario which pushes you to your platforming and parrying limits. My favorite in terms of concept to execution is in the Inkwell Isle II level Sugarland Shimmy! She is called Baroness von Bon Bon.

Here’s an intriguing fact: the singer for the seemingly masculine Cab Calloway influenced antagonist Dice King is sung by Alana Bridgewater (her vocals are fantastic!).

All in all, I recommend Cuphead. The indie darling is an equally exhilarating and addictive game with a superb soundtrack to boot! On top of that, Cuphead’s nods to video games and animation history are an impeccable fusion I couldn’t get enough of. Cuphead’s fun and challenge is raised with a friend on-board for the surreal worth taking ride. You can revive your teammate for a price (they return with 1 HP left and any subsequent revivals become increasingly harder to pull off) through parrying their ghost or taking HP (Like a thief…Blargh. ) from one another upon dying in boss battles or levels.

Oh, there is indeed a lower difficulty, but the developers will sadly not let you truly finish the game if you select it. Bosses lack entire phases and overall health. Locking content in this manner does disappoint and irk me for those that desire the full Cuphead experience. Especially for those that are already put off by the game’s difficulty curve as a whole from the get-go. Since part of Cuphead’s joy is seeing so much creative and stunning animation lovingly crafted on display. Listening to new music. Drinking in the atmosphere prior to being killed for the umpteenth time due to miscalculating a parry or boss attack. This is lost for those that choose Simple. *Sighs despondently*

As are the game’s wonderful secrets I won’t divulge here.

On the other hand, folks should give Simple Mode a gander to check out lost animation Normal and Hard Mode doesn’t have. ;)

A PSA for those seeking an A rank on the Run and Gun stage Funfair Fever! Um, there’s a glitch in the game that won’t allow this achievement. Meaning, you have to conquer it with a P (Pacifist: only parrying, no shooting) rank as an alternative. I spent hours attempting to secure an A rank to no avail until I succeeded with the P rank I needed towards earning a game secret. This has just been patched.

My recommendation for Cuphead would be loftier if gender representation had been better and Simple Mode had encompassed all of the game. It doesn’t. You’re mocked by Dice King and that doesn’t seem right to me. No one deserves to be made fun of for playing something that is meant to be purely entertainment.

My feelings towards the red skinned turban wearing genie magician guy in the game bother me as well. Like he’s time period accurate and ultimately offensive. Should of done some in-depth research before posting this. :(

P.S. Dr. Kahl, is named after animator Milt Kahl, but modeled after Sonic’s Dr. Ivo Robotnik and Mega Man’s Dr. Wily. You’ve been warned. So many deaths were caused by him. So. Many. Losses. *Shudders*

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