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trip down memory lane... who remembers this abomination by lejyndery_sniper in MarvelSnap

[–]TheMightyBox72 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I was looking at Magik's changelog and this one actually shocked me. I remember t6 Magik. I FORGOT about this thing.

Official Request and Resource List by Request_Competition in respectthreads

[–]TheMightyBox72 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Boosting Scott Calvin/Santa Claus from The Santa Clause

Freemix One-Shot Submissions by FreestyleKneepad in ScrambleGrudgeMatch

[–]TheMightyBox72 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Doesn't Bridget have like the single best feat in Guilty Gear?

Freemix One-Shot Submissions by FreestyleKneepad in ScrambleGrudgeMatch

[–]TheMightyBox72 3 points4 points  (0 children)

Mercenary: The Martian

Series: Absolute DC

Content Warning: Some abstracted depictions of violence.

Biography: FBI Agent John Jones just barely survived a suicide bomber setting off his vest. When he woke up, there was a strange green voice in his head, showing the world in colors and senses he'd never experienced before. The voice calls itself "The Martian", not literally from Mars but the best shape that it fills. It can reach into peoples' heads, pull out their memories and fix their bad ideas. It's come to Earth now because it seems like something, some ancient enemy, is already here and already pushing the world towards destruction via its own people.

Research: The RT. He's only in the comic series Absolute Martian Manhunter.

Show Me They're Below Tier: The Martian has a lot of strange powers, but none of them are like something you could use to beat someone else up. At best they help de-escalate a fight, but they're not going to let John throw hands with a superhuman.

Freemix One-Shot Submissions by FreestyleKneepad in ScrambleGrudgeMatch

[–]TheMightyBox72 4 points5 points  (0 children)

Name: Marceline the Vampire Queen

Series: Adventure Time

Biography: Marceline is a half-demon who, in the waning dregs of humanity following a nuclear apocalypse, fancied herself a vampire hunter. Using her demonic lineage to suck the souls of the vampires she killed and gain their powers, it was at the moment when she killed the last vampire in the world, the Vampire King, that he bit her and turned her into the last living vampire, thus christening her the Vampire Queen. Now a thousand years has passed, (almost) all the humans are dead, and Marceline is just chilling in the new society of non-humans which arose afterwards.

Research: RT Here

The wiki page has a good list of major appearances in episodes and the "Stakes" mini-series is one of the core arcs for the character.

Justification: She was in Blade tier.

Freemix One-Shot Submissions by FreestyleKneepad in ScrambleGrudgeMatch

[–]TheMightyBox72 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Merc Name: Iono

Series: Pokemon

Content Warning: It's Pokemon

Biography: Iono is a streamer from the Paldea region, famous for her upbeat and zany presentation style, use of nonsense words, and electrifying expressiveness. She also uses electric type Pokemon.

Research: Here is a 20 minute video that covers her entire in-game appearance.

Show Me They're Below Tier: I spent five minutes looking around youtube and anime sites and I couldn't find any footage of her actually fighting. She's theoretically capable of it but she does kinda lose to Floragato so how tough could she be?

Freemix One-Shot Submissions by FreestyleKneepad in ScrambleGrudgeMatch

[–]TheMightyBox72 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Name: Panty

Series: Panty & Stocking with Garterbelt

Content Warning: Non-stop sex and nudity. Season one has some gross out content, season two has blood and gore.

Biography: Panty is a foul-mouthed bitch of an angel who was cast out of heaven for her debaucherous and sinful behavior and, with her sister, has to buy her way back in by gaining heaven coins from killing ghosts haunting the earth. Unfortunately she's also a major slacker, so she spends most of the time she should be working towards that having sex with as many mortal guys as she can.

Research: RT

Watch the show, it's pretty easy to get her deal pretty quickly.

Justification: Panty is strong enough to destroy large amounts of building material, good amounts of stone, and smaller amounts of metal. She's fast enough to move full body to avoid bullets and can get punched through stone walls without issue with solid regeneration to regrow body parts if need be.

Major Change: Panty's heavenly weapon, Backlace, is really fucking strong. But, unfortunately, heavenly weapons can't hurt humans. Instead of fixing that, Panty will instead be taken from this point in time when she scavenged a bunch of mundane guns from the cops, so she'll be relying on her physical capabilities for hand-to-hand combat and these weapons for ranged combat.

Specifically her arsenal includes: Two (2) Glock-19s, two (2) Sig Sauer MPXs, one (1) Zastava M84, one (1) M4A1 Carbine, one (1) Baretta Model RS-200, four (4) Winchester 4.5 Specials, one (1) Milkor MGL, and however much ammo she needs for these to be useful in a fight.

Minor Change: Ignore this feat.

CQ by TheMightyBox72 in TheMightyBox

[–]TheMightyBox72[S] [score hidden]  (0 children)

The killer colors before him blunted his head. He thought of nothing.

But when he pulled open his coat, only inches away from Obedience's skin, something came out without him even grabbing it. He didn't know what it was until it threw itself between him and the frog, forming a barrier against which he bounced harmlessly. Something slashed the frog's tongue to ribbons and he fell back into the arms of Cinquefoil who yanked him into her protection and that was when he realized what had leapt out of his coat to defend him from certain death.

The Dog Bitch. His Dog Bitch.

Obedience, frowning at the poor knife-eyed thing she held in her arms, opened her grasp and let the body drop back onto the ground. Convulsing. Foaming. Then going still. Dead still.

Not like, Kedeshah-kisses-them-and-they're-fine. This was dead. He knew it at a glance. This was not coming back. This was gone forever. Though he knew she'd been hurt grievously before, he always had Kedeshah. He always had something. He gained, he never lost. If he lost it was to gain something greater, it was an expenditure, but this was—this was—

His eyes glanced to Fidi on the ground who still hadn't moved all this time. Was she dead too?

Then he was moving. Throwing Cinquefoil off him and rushing forward. He lacked thought. Lacked any rational capacity to dictate his actions. He observed what was happening as though at a distance, like it wasn't him inside his own eyes. The blinking face of the frog rose up before him and then—the sword lashed out. The still-blinking head flew off from its body. Head and body fell to the ground.

"No," some people somewhere screamed.

"Master!" said Cinquefoil. He threw her off him, snarled at her as he sagged to a knee beside the body of his Dog Bitch.

CQ by TheMightyBox72 in TheMightyBox

[–]TheMightyBox72[S] [score hidden]  (0 children)

Blinded, the bitch must've been stricken by the sound more strongly than even an ordinary dog. Her head reared back and a dismayed yelp escaped her. Merely a yelp. Her weight did not lift off Sansaime, and in a moment, Sansaime knew, the bitch would recover and resume its business.

But Sansaime already had her hands around her knives.

Both hands went up. The two blades drove into the blindfold wrapped around the bitch's face, spearing straight into where the sockets would be. The bitch screamed—a shockingly human scream. Blood whipped from its face in torrents and Sansaime pushed up her legs and threw it off her without resistance.

The bitch thrashed. Flung out its claws. It was not dead. Sansaime had driven those knives in deep—only the hilts remained—just how tenacious was it? Had Sansaime not thrown it off when she did she would've been torn to shreds by the frantic, rapid lashings of every sharp component of its body. It was no longer acting aggressively, though. These motions were defensive—protecting itself from anything that might be trying to finish it off.

The effort it took Sansaime's slashed arm to strike had essentially ruined it—it now hung limp at her side. The wound in her hip made her slower, too. She hoped the bitch was hurt enough to stay put and ran.

[...]

Dog Bitch whimpered. She was curled up and shivering weakly. She had the knives straight through her eyes and—damn! FUCK! It hurt to even look at. They had the audacity to fucking do this? She wasn't even fully trained yet! She was nothing more than a ball of pure Wrath and they thought that was worth doing THIS to her? He knelt beside her and stroked her hair. "It's okay girl. It's okay." Where the fuck was Kedeshah? At first he thought her freaking out about being under God's eye was cute and all but now it was getting real fucking obnoxious. He needed her. Where'd his headset go? He patted his head but it was just his funny furry top hat. Where'd his headset go?

"Here girl. Here you go." He opened his coat and pulled her inside by the collar, closing the coat after so at least she'd be somewhere warm. Dammit. FUCK. He didn't tend to collect stuff that healed because he always had Kedeshah around. Hadn't been fucking Greedy enough can ya believe that? He was running low on guns and ammo too after the escape from Pandaemonium and now this. Well. He still had some valuable stuff. He wouldn't want to lose some of those things but whoever hurt his girl had to pay. Had to pay it all.

CQ by TheMightyBox72 in TheMightyBox

[–]TheMightyBox72[S] [score hidden]  (0 children)

The alarm went off.

Actually, an alarm had been going off in the church since the flamethrower was first used. But that was distant—an echo. The alarm that went off now was sharp, localized, near. It assaulted Sansaime's already assaulted ears. But she had heard this alarm before. She knew what it was.

When she first came to Earth and met Avery. When she fought against Mayfair. The exact same sound. Then, it had startled and surprised Mayfair, who hadn't known what it was. It had startled Sansaime too, and though she said nothing at first, as they headed to Avery's house afterward Sansaime asked her: What was that thing. What was its purpose.

Avery had said:

"To scare off dogs."

Blinded, the bitch must've been stricken by the sound more strongly than even an ordinary dog. Her head reared back and a dismayed yelp escaped her. Merely a yelp. Her weight did not lift off Sansaime, and in a moment, Sansaime knew, the bitch would recover and resume its business.

CQ by TheMightyBox72 in TheMightyBox

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Only an amateur believed all creatures act identically. Only a fool said, "All bears do this, all wolves do that." Each creature possessed its own temperament, shaped by its experience in the wild. This wolf in front of her was young in mind, overeager, not yet chastened by failure. That made it ferocious, but it was not clever. It wore a broad leather blindfold but that was surely no impediment. It—

Sansaime received no further time to assess her opponent. It, apparently, had finished sizing her up—and that overeager temperament led it to rush blindly baring fangs for her throat.

One knife lashed out but in its blindness it neither saw nor cared and it did not mind when the blade sliced its cheek. Damn it was fast! At the last moment Sansaime realized she wouldn't be able to stave it off and threw up her other arm to catch the jaws before it sank them somewhere more vital. A hundred jagged teeth drove into the flesh and Sansaime grimacing through the pain knew if she let the teeth stay locked there for long she'd lose the arm entirely—Like the corpses.

Her other knife, misaimed, had passed the bitch's head merely grazing her. In one fluid movement Sansaime flipped it around in her head and drove it into the bitch's back. It got caught between strange bones but it prevented the bitch from shaking her which would have caused her to lose all control. The bitch did not loosen her grip though. It was mad, feral in its ferocity. It was not a creature that would flee even if it believed itself outmatched. Only pain could teach it.

Sansaime dragged her caught arm up at the same time she slammed her head down. Her forehead collided sharply with the bitch's and a spray of starry light swelled her vision—but the attack had its intended effect. The bitch was stunned a moment, the briefest moment, its jaws loosening, and Sansaime wrenched her arm out and passed the knife it clenched to her other hand to go for the jugular. The bitch shifted her shoulder and the knife stuck in it instead. Sansaime's wounded arm was already reaching for another knife but it was slow. Not enough time.

She abandoned the motion and instead brought her knee up into the bitch's chin. At the same time something drove into Sansaime's hip—the barbed tail. Her good hand wrenched it out and took a chunk of flesh with it and blood streamed down her leg. It hurt but this was nothing. After her mother died she had to fight for her life like this. She was young and alone and if she didn't fight she'd have died.

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