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Pop Culture Showdown Adamantium Cup: Alex Mercer vs. Professor X

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« on: 30 November, 2009, 01:07:17 pm »

The doorbell rang.

With a force that would have caused the planet itself to flinch could it be seen, Killface glared at the door from his armchair. His show had just come on for God’s sake.

Rising from his pleather throne, Killface grabbed his gun and marched towards the door, certain that whoever stood on the other side of that frame was about to have enough lead pumped into them to form a singularity.

Killface pulled the door open, surprised to see a ridiculously rotund man standing on his doorstep, his wide grin threatening to split his face in two. The man quickly extended a package towards Killface along with a clipboard.

“A package? For me? Well then that’s an entirely different matter now isn’t it?” Killface asked himself as he took the ribboned parcel and tucked it carefully under his arm, signing the clipboard as one of his fake aliases, going with Robin Banks. The **** alien then held his package before him, the sender reading as “Mad Pierrot, with love!”

“Well that’s odd, I’m almost certain I don’t know anyone by that name,” Killface muttered as he opened the package, revealing several sticks of dynamite attached to a small ticking clock. The delivery man gave a dramatic bow before snapping back to attention and floating straight upwards.

“What the fu-“ Killface began, but luckily for the younger members of our audience, his expletive was cut short by the tremendous explosion that devoured Killface’s house, sending the **** alien rocketing skywards in a ball of flames before descending back to Earth and slapping into the pavement at roughly the speed of pain.

Killface rose to his knees as the comically fat assassin floated back to the ground in front of him, gripping his cane with both hands as he bellowed, “Greetings sir! I am Mad Pierrot Le Fou!”

“You’re about to be bloody pulp is what you are!” Killface stated matter of factly, as the smoke from the flames still rose from his body. Killface raised his oversized pistol at the Mad Assassin and opened fire, sending the massive slugs directly into the unflinching Pierrot, who stood, smiling gleefully as the bullets came within inches of his face before stopping in mid-air and falling to the ground. Pierrot’s perfect teeth grinded together in excitement as he drew open his coat, revealing his cache of more weaponry than most second and third world countries combined before selecting a grenade launcher and aiming it at his alien opponent.

“Well when you put it like that, maybe we should talk this out after all. Perhaps over a cup of tea?” Killface negotiated. The plea entered the void between Mad Pierrot ears for a fraction of a second before being rejected in favor of wanton destruction as the assassin pulled the trigger, lobbing a grenade between Killface’s feet, resulting in an explosion that launched Killface skywards in a ball of flames for a second time on what was proving to be a very disagreeable evening.

Killface scanned the ground for his opponent, hoping to at least land on him when he was struck from above by a flying roundhouse kick, delivered by Pierrot after floating above the alien. The force from the kick sent Killface hurtling towards grounds, which, having not been taken to a movie first, was most displeased when Killface painfully entered her.

Pierrot landed gracefully on top of Killface’s back amidst what appeared to be a decent start to an expedition to China. Pierrot reached into his coat and pulled out a long string of grenades, removing the pin from one of them before placing the string on top of Killface’s now unconscious body.

“Goodbye Mr. Gentleman!” Pierrot gleefully waved as he floated out and away from the hole Killface’s body had dug for itself, the resulting explosion going ahead and leveling a city block while it was at it.

“Today is good day!” Pierrot cheerfully chirped as he floated off into the sunset.
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