Yugioh: The Divine Conspiracy

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Re: Yugioh: The Divine Conspiracy

Post by ConcernedGamer » Sat Apr 13, 2019 7:31 am

I typically find myself morbidly fascinated whenever I mock a fanfic with sex scenes in them, wondering at first what I'm in for, even when it's made by an author I've already seen produce some before, like here.

Sometimes it's evidently so bland and note for note repeats of insert Peg A into Slot B and wiggle until simultaneous orgasm. Catering to the broadest of smut-devouring audiences, whether the author intended it or not, it's not unlikely that every word was inspired by something the author already read in other fanfics, mostly coming across as if we were getting a retelling of a porno the author likes.

And then there are the shameless fetish-niche kink-parades, where we get a front row seat to the author's personal and intimate fantasy, with the smut escalating in so specific an order and progression, that you are sure the author was getting off to it while wanting every single detail in mind happening to themselves. That is where it becomes less of being along the ride of a cheesy amateur sex tape, and instead second-handedly bearing witness to the author's private, self-pleasing jerk-off session.

I still find this story difficult to drag myself through, as the card games involved hold no interest with me, but the rest of it is decently mocked, so keep up the good work. With all these characters being thrown in, I wonder how abrupt it will feel when it ends, because justifiably almost every chapter so far has needed another to close off what was introduced.

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Re: Yugioh: The Divine Conspiracy

Post by GorillaGamer » Sat Apr 13, 2019 8:46 am

@StabbyKobold: Thanks for the comment. I’m curious as to which characters you keep an eye on specifically, given your grievances with the sheer amount of them. I will warn you that not only will there be even less restraint in the upcoming chapters, but the soapboxy opinions will keep rolling in, as this chapter proves.

@ConcernedGamer: Thanks for the comment as well, can’t blame you for finding it hard to drag through this fic. The commentary regarding sex scenes in a fic was rather interesting; personally, I feel that the author falls into the second category, where we’re given a front row seat to the author’s fantasy, much like Cain and Adrienn. This is especially evident with the first-person virtual reality lemons, but could apply to the entire concept of sexualizing the Pokémon fangame characters themselves, given how porn of them is virtually non-existent.

So yeah, as the warning states there will be more of Junpei’s opinions being thrown into the mix. The silver lining is that this chapter’s fairly mild when compared to the last few I mocked, though unfortunately there’s a Pokémon battle in it, as the author’s notes state.


This chapter may be a little slower, but it’ll add some more characterization to Plasma Tech. mind you, it’ll still be an exciting spectacle for you all to watch, as it’ll feature a Pokémon battle! And with that said, let’s get on with the show

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters in this fic. They’re the property of their respective creators.

Note: Any made-up cards/skills will be underlined and will get their effects explained in their introductory chapters.


Chapter 27: Fusion Frenzy!

Fuck yeah, I loved that game as a child! Just a shame that it was hard to get back then, outside of buying trashy gossip magazines.

Pokémon Fangame Headquarters: Later that night

Everyone had gathered inside the meeting room to discuss the potential benefits and drawbacks from merging with Plasma Tech. A few of the attendees exchanged amused smirks with Astolfo and Boudica, having heard the two in action a while ago.

“Thank you all for taking the time out of your day to come to this meeting. I know that some of you were busy with other matters, especially a certain couple who decided to get down and dirty…” Ame began the meeting, throwing an amused smirk over at Astolfo and Boudica, who chuckled lightly in response.

Did you also point out the two bystanders who watched the fuckfest? Seriously, what the hell was up with that?!

“Now the reason why I called you all here today was to discuss the prospect of an alliance with Plasma Tech, since it seems that we’re on the same side.”

“I don’t know, that N fellow seems nice, but I feel he has an agenda hidden up his sleeve.” Astolfo replied, raising his hand to his chin. “That and I haven’t tried the first Fusion Generation yet.”

“Honestly, this proposal is some of the best news we’ve gotten in a long time. With Plasma Tech on our side, we’ll be more than just a little independent studio squaring off against an international cult led by a bunch of ancient deities.” Garret grinned. “Besides, I’m sure they’ll treat our games with the love and respect they deserve.”

Heh, if your lucky. Most studio takeovers end in several beloved IP’s getting thrown into a corner, only being brought up to enforce questionable copyright laws.

“I’m not 100% sure on that last part; I recall hearing stories about how easy the first Fusion Generation game was. Perhaps they’ll lower the difficulty to make it more appealing to the consumers.” Melia commented. “After all, it’ll make sense from a business perspective.”

I don’t know; I don’t envision Reborn adding in a ‘Game Journalist’ difficulty, that cuts out all the Pokémon battles.

“I guess they could add in a difficulty option to satisfy both parties, perhaps add in an even harder difficulty or some optional game-modes like what I implemented into Insurgence.” Nora added. “Although, I can’t say I know why people label Fusion Generation a cakewalk.”

“N gave away the reason when he talked about the benefits of fusing Pokémon; they gain the combined stats of their components, and access to their full movepools. It’s easy to see why they’ll give the player an edge over the competition.” Aurora responded, as a devious idea formed in her mind. “Perhaps we should join them, if only to get our hands on a few of their fusions.”

“And how do you know that these fusions are a genuine thing, and not the result of an overactive imagination?” Besides, I wouldn’t trust you to take care of a fusion even if my life depended on it.” Shiv retorted.

Boring. Why can’t we watch the axe-crazy sadist clean house with a team of busted Fusionmons? It’ll be much better than this schlock.

“Hmph, you’re no fun at all!” Aurora pouted, a mixture of playfulness and annoyance in her tone.

“Truth be told, I’m a little weary regarding this alliance. After all, it seems like Plasma Tech is going to get more out of this deal then Starlight Studios.” Roland pointed out.

“Thank you, I was just about to say that! Who’d thought that we would both come to the same conclusion.” Titania called out in response to Roland’s comment. “I’ve heard stories about how opportunistic Plasma Tech’s CEO is when it comes to acquiring new properties. It wouldn’t surprise me if he starts milking our games once he gets his mitts on them.”

Well considering how you yahoos aren’t charging people for your games, you can’t blame this CEO for trying to make bank.

“Yeah, just think of all the merchandise they’ll produce. T-shirts, doujins, replica jewellery, figures, those cute little stickers you see people put on their laptop, the possibilities are endless in his eyes.” Amaria strengthened her lover’s argument, as she rested her hand over Titania’s hand. “Of course, it wouldn’t surprise me if he pulls a Ren and mass-produces some dakimakuras.”

“Great, just what we needed in our lives…” Melia retorted sarcastically. “In that case, I’m not longer interested in allying with him.”

Oh come on, I could buy a dakimakura and give it to the author in order to quell his insatiable hormones. Why must everyone be a party pooper in this chapter?

“Now don’t get like that over what could be a possibility. Besides, we could strike a compromise where Plasma Tech is forbidden from releasing sexualised merchandise.” Micaiah chimed in.

“I guess that could work…” Melia replied. “Anyone else want to voice their opinion on the matter?”

“As a matter of fact, I do. For the most part, I think that it’s a wise idea, but I hope they don’t take most of the money for themselves.” Adrienn chimed in. “Perhaps a 15% cut for them would suffice.”

“Eh…a little to high for my liking. 10% sounds fair.” Ame put forth her own opinion. “Though if push comes to shove, I’ll be willing to accept the 15% cut.”

“Wait, there’s something I don’t quite understand. From the way N put it, it seems that Plasma Tech is no friend of the Divine Powers. By that logic, they would’ve tried to disrupt their rallies and presentations, yet they haven’t made a single move against them. I wonder why that’s the case.” Sothe inquired.

I’m sure many of you have come up with various theories about how N’s in Krishna’s pocket, hence protecting his company from subjugation via giant snake gods. Me? My theory is that there haven’t been any attacks, because the company itself didn’t exist until the previous chapter in some sort of hastily inserted plot device.

“My guess is that they haven’t deemed Plasma Tech to be a significant threat, since I don’t recall seeing anything that could’ve offended the old gods, whoever they are.” Alice put forth a suggestion. “It’s the best guess I have at the moment.”

“Or they could be chummy with Krishna and have ordered their CEO to try and buy out Starlight Studios in an attempt to destroy your games under the banner of a business transaction.” Boudica offered another possibility. “That comment N made could’ve been a ruse to lower our guard.”

“Come to think of it, that’ll explain why Plasma Tech haven’t popped up on our radar until now. I’m sure that if they really were against us, Krishna would’ve crushed them effortlessly, and used their defeat as a show of power in order to frighten us into submission.” Alice replied, liking the second possibility more than her own. “Any final thoughts, mother?”

“Honestly, I’m a little weary of allying with them after what Boudica just said; the prospect of playing into our enemies’ hands is something that I would want to avoid at all costs. But at the same time, I don’t want to turn down an offer of support from a potential ally. Besides, I doubt that Plasma Tech would ally with the Divine Powers, since the latter despises the fangames, and would do anything in their power to destroy them.” Ame offered her final thoughts. “That’s all for tonight; you may head back to your rooms.” She continued, as everyone proceeded to go their separate ways.

Finally, we’re free of these pointless meetings…for at least another chapter or so.

Tsukiji Kongangi: Cafeteria

The room was rife with the sound of chatter, as the lieutenants were having a blast testing all the Nuka-Cola that they were given following the acquisition of all the shares in the Nuka-Cola Corporation. A few seconds later, Musashidou entered the room, and was the target of a rooms worth of applause, with the heavyset man accepting the praise as he made his way over to his co-workers.

Congrats on getting everyone to drink women’s cum, Musashidou. You’re totally off the birthday list.

“’Hahahahahahaha! This is the life; purchasing more shares to fatten up my wallet and getting to test my product as much as I want!” Musashidou grinned, opening a bottle of Nuka-Cola and chugging it quickly.

“I’ll admit; your purchase came right out of nowhere, I wish you had informed me about it beforehand. That said, it was a wise decision to increase the revenue flowing into the Divine Powers.” Hongou complimented his co-worker’s decision. “Additionally, these beverages would boost our troops morale by quite a bit.”

“It’s the closest they’ll ever get to losing their virginity.”

“Quite right; nothing beats the refreshing taste of a Nuka-Cola after work. Which reminds me…” Nijisaki added, before he passed over a bottle of Nuka-Cola Quantum over to Kubota. “Here, the newest flavor they released. I dare you to try some.”

“W-Why me, why am I a-always the g-guinea-pig?!” Kubota protested, which attracted the attention of the other lieutenants.

“Aw come on mate, live a little for once.” Johnny chimed in.

“Yeah, the soda pop’s not going to bite you or anything…” Caesar added, swigging a bottle of Nuka-Cola Wild.

They’re right. It’s just that the largest source of the stuff is located at a park crawling with Raiders, Bloodworms and giant, bipedal alligators that can tear through steel with ease. Tickets start from 49.99 per person.

Eventually, Kubota gave into the peer pressure and in an instant, unscrewed the cap and gulped down half the contents of the bottle; the bespectacled man surprised by the incredibly sweet taste of the drink.

“H-Hey, this is rather nice—” he began, before his stomach started churning. A panicked look appeared on his face as he bolted up out of his seat and ran out the room in the search for the nearest toilet, as everyone laughed at his detriment.

“Hahahahahaha! I love the ol’ laxative trick; it never ceases to put a smile on my face!” Nijisaki chortled to himself.

Yes, the middle-aged man who took part in an experiment that nearly got several kids killed is now acting like a drunken high-school freshman. You may proceed to groan.

“Y-Yeah, that was a funny joke. J-Just don’t turn it against me.” Roman Bellic complemented the executive, hoping to avoid becoming a victim himself. His gaze soon focused onto Yuuto, who still had his trademark sex-addicted grin on his face. “Hey brother, got any idea who this guy is?”

“I don’t know; I tried asking several of the other lieutenants, but even they are at a loss. Just where on earth did Krishna find this wacko?” Roman’s brother, Niko answered.

You tell me; I don’t know how Mr. Hentai Guy got here, nor do I know why he is here.

Roman expected Yuuto to snap at Niko for insulting him, but was surprised to see that he still hasn’t said a word.

“Allow Dr. Ryder to fix the mute.” Ryder bragged, walking over to Yuuto with a bottle of Nuka-Cola in his hand. “Here, have some medicine on the house.”

Eh, I’d rather trust Dr. Pepper than this chump.

The room became eerily silent, as Yuuto turned to face Ryder, the sex-addicted grin still plastered on his face, as he stared at the gangster for several minutes. Eventually, Yuuto got up off his seat and proceeded to walk backwards out of the room, his gaze never breaking away from Ryder. Everyone was at a complete loss as to what they just witnessed. “Man, just what the fuck is up with that guy?!” Ryder asked out loud.

“As one of the worlds most esteemed neurologists, I can safely say that he’s got some sort of psychological disorder.” Yasuke answered, heavily invested in his manga book. “Though what disorder he has is a mystery to me.”

Well thanks for the info, bub. For a neurologist, you certainly aren’t living up to the role.

“Anyway, we should go back to—” Roman began, before the door slammed open, frightening the middle-aged man as Dio stormed into the room, his face twisted with so much rage that he looked more like a bloodthirsty monster than a human being.

“T-THAT MISERABLE OLD FUCK!” Dio roared with a fury unlike anything the other lieutenants have seen. “THE NEXT TIME I SEE HIM, I’LL TEAR HIS FUCKING FACE OFF!!”

“Oh, what’s troubling you, Dio?” Hongou inquired, as the ringmaster glared viciously at him.

“That senile fuck Tayama ratted me out to Odin, only for the asshole to pick me up and throw me like a fucking footall!” Dio ranted, clenching his right fist with the index finger pointing upwards, while his left hand was cupping his right elbow.

“The worst part was that it wasn’t even a goal. Some deity, am I right?”

“Ah yes, I remember that. It was quite the show…” Tayama sneered at him. “I’m surprised you’re still walking after getting thrown around like that.”

“That wouldn’t have happened if you had kept your trap shut about MY wife.” Dio hissed in anger.

“Serra is my prize, and my prize only! How many times do I have to tell you this?!” Tayama retorted angrily, clenching his fists tightly.

I’m so fucking close to putting up a damn counter for this fucking spambot line, but I don’t want to piss myself any further by keeping count of this shit.

“Fuck off! How would you feel if I decided to start pinching babes off of your harem list?” Dio sneered, as everyone else in the cafeteria started to get invested in the argument.

“Y-You wouldn’t—” Tayama’s air of confidence started to crumble before him as he started sweating like crazy.

“I would; and as a matter of fact, I’ve got this!” Dio sneered, taking out Tayama’s harem list from his jacket. “Under my sleeve. Now let’s see who the big bad Tayama is eyeing off, asides from my wife, that is.”

…how did you get that when you were thrown like a football after Krishna and Co. read the thing?

“For the last time, she’s my—” Tayama began.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. She’s your prize and your prize only. That’s the only damn thing you say.” Yasuke dryly retorted, causing the yakuza boss to grit his teeth in anger.

When the damn fic knows how annoyingly repetitive that line is, you’re doing something seriously wrong.

“Now hurry up with the list already.

“Alright then, let’s see who he’s got ready for his Tic-Tac dick…” Dio began as his eyes started scanning the list. “Oh my…Oh my golly goodness, this is fucking hysterical. You’re actively lusting after SHELLY of all girls!”

“Eh, who is this Shelly girl?” Roman inquired.

The cutest little cinnamon roll of them all. Well asides from Scarlett, but she’s in an entirely different league.

“Long story short, she’s around 12 years old from what I heard, but she’s most likely younger than that.” Dio exclaimed, as everyone started giving Tayama looks of disappointment and contempt.

“D-Don’t judge me! Love has no age!” Tayama bellowed in anger.

“Tch, people like you are part of the reason why I joined Lost MC to begin with; can’t believe I’m working with a kiddie-fiddler.” Johnny scoffed in disgust.

“Hmph, this would definitely tarnish Cradle Pharmaceutical’s reputation if the public were to find out.” Nijisaki commented, taking a small sip of Nuka-Cola Victory as Tayama glared at him.

“You have no right to criticise me when your damned company experimented on children!” Tayama retorted in order to regain some ground.

“True, we did experiment on children, but it was for the greater good. Besides, at least we had no plans on molesting them.” Hongou countered,

That we know of.

causing Tayama to start seething since his best argument got shot down.

“Oh but it gets better, not only is he eyeing up Shelly, but he’s also got several other little girls on his list. There’s Anna, Heather, Luna, Maria, do I need to go on?” Dio continued his ruthless mocking of his nemesis, as his attention was soon directed to a few other names on the list.

Hmmm…something doesn’t fit right. Give me a moment…

*one minute later*

Aha! Found the retcon. Maria/Marianette wasn’t on the original harem list we saw all the way back in Chapter 8. I guess she was a last-minute addition for Junpei’s harem—wait, why is he demonising Tayama for having a harem list exactly like his?!


“Oh my, looks like Tayama is hoping that he’ll get to pipe Ame and Alice, probably at the same time.”

“GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I bet he’s into mommie-daughter action!” Armstrong mocked the bespectacled man.

“I-I am not!” Tayama snapped angrily, glaring daggers at the beefed-up senator.

“To give him some credit, he may not be into mommie-daughter action. However, given that he’s lusting after Charlotte, Laura and Saphira, he may be into sister-sister incest.” Dio continued, as more looks of disgusted were directed at Tayama.

“What a degenerate fetish; such filthy genes should die off an e removed from the gene pool.” Greyfield scoffed at Tayama in disgust. “In my ideal world, only those with strong genes will survive!”

Well my jeans are nice and comfy—oh, wrong genes. My apologies.

“So what else is on that sad man’s list for us to mock?” Caesar inquired.

“Well let me see here—oh my, seems like Tayama’s a greedy bastard. Just look at all the girl’s he’s hogging for himself—what’s this, Aurora? Isn’t she the chick that’s into bloodplay?” Dio inquired.

“Apparently, from what Tressa told me.” Hongou commented. “I can’t say that I’m all that interested in bloodplay.’

How does she…you know what, I’m not gonna ask.

“Look on the plus side, she can cut his dick off; preventing him from piping Dio’s wife and the little girls.” Roman chimed in, as everybody excluding Tayama started laughing once more.

“T-This isn’t over! I will get my harem, and when I do I’m gonna make you all pay for mocking me, especially you!’ Tayama declared, pointing viciously at Dio as the crime boss stormed out of the room. Around a minute later, Kubota had come back from the bathroom and sat back down on his seat.

“W-Who put laxatives in m-my drink?!” He demanded an answer.

“Ah, my buddy, you missed out on the best roast in a lifetime. Tayama got ousted as a pedophile and Dio went to town on him.” Musashidou wrapped his thick arm around the skittish man.

“W-Why is it that I always miss out on all the e-exciting confrontations?!” Kubota complained.

Because no-one likes you.

“That’s just how life goes…oh and I was the one who spiked your drink.” Nijisaki answered.

“Wait, what’s this I missed?” Dio inquired.

“Long story short; I spiked his drink with laxatives and dared him to try it. He gulped it down instantly, before running out the bathroom like a complete loon.” Nijisaki recalled, as his co-worker frowned at him.

“T-That wasn’t funny! Thanks to you I missed out on an amazing roast session!” Kubota snapped at his superior.

Eh, amazing is an exaggeration. I’d call it…tolerable, and that’s being generous.

“Oh man, I wish I could’ve seen it.” Dio commented. “That said, I’m gonna try out this Nuka-Cola stuff; I need some refreshment after that roast session.” He continued as he went to the counter to choose a drink for himself, before sitting down on an empty chair to chat with the other people in the room.

Pokémon Fangame Headquarters: The next day

The atmosphere in the meeting room was tense; Ame had finished finalising the date and time for a meeting with the CEO of Plasma Tech in order to further discuss the possibility of a temporary alliance to deal with the Divine Powers. Ame had a few of her high command by her side, with Astolfo and Co. providing additional back up in case things go downhill. Time seemed to pass by slower than usual as the young woman kept glancing at the clock, wondering when they’ll arrive. Her question was soon put to rest when the sounds of a helicopter arriving and landing on the roof echoed throughout the room.

“Remember to stay calm; it wouldn’t do us any good to lash out at them.” Ame reminded her allies, as they heard footsteps walking down the hallway to the meeting room door. The door opened, as a few figures in suits flanked the green-haired couple who entered the room. Astolfo immediately recognised N, who had a passive look on his face, but was at a loss as to who the older man with a red eyepatch over his right eye was. He had a calm, yet intimidating look in his eye, which indicated that he was the type who would cut to the chase as soon as possible.

“I thank you for granting us the time to discuss matters with you. I am Ghetsis Harmonia, CEO of Plasma Tech. I’m sure you’ve met N the other day, Ms. Winthrop.” The older man introduced himself, brushing a speck of dirt off his suit.

Ghetsis, an honest CEO? You must be huffing something, author!

“Indeed, we have Mr. Harmonia; we learnt quite a bit about Pokémon Fusions during the presentation.” Ame replied calmly, though the tension in the was incredibly thick; so thick that it could be cut with a knife.

“Wonderful, that saves us some time. Any thoughts on whether you want the alliance or not?” Ghetsis inquired.

“Well we have a few questions we want to inquire about; mainly if Plasma Tech is planning on changing the base game.” Melia requested an answer.

“Oh, I can answer this one; the only thing we’re thinking of adding is a difficulty option at the beginning. That way your game is open to a wider audience. As for the story we have no plans on fine-tuning it, unless you have any desire to do so.” N answered, confirming Nora’s suspicions about their plan.

“If that’s the only change your planning on implementing, then I guess we can live with it.” Ame replied.

Yet when Tressa tried to implement it, you sacked her ass. Double standards are a bitch, aren’t they?

“Sorry to but in, but how will the profits be split between our studio and yours?” Garret inquired.

“Plasma Tech will take a 10% cut of the profits as a publishers fee; the remaining 90% is all yours.” Ghetsis answered. “I hope that’s satisfactory enough for you.”

“That’s much better than we were expecting!” Garret grinned, as he noticed that Astolfo had a strange look on his face. “Something the matter?”

“I was just wondering why exactly Plasma Tech is interested in joining forces with our studio.” Astolfo replied, as he soon noticed the serious look on Ghetsis’ face.

It’s the dakimakuras, isn’t it.

“I’ll be blunt here, it’s for our mutual benefit.” Ghetsis answered. “The Divine Powers, they’ve been at your throats for quite some time now, and from what I’ve heard they’re getting stronger by the day. I’m sure you know about the current loyalty of your former Marketing Director.”

“Yes, we know about Tressa’s allegiance with the Divine Powers…” Ame replied.

“Good, good. This is further complicated by her deal with the CEO of Nintendo, which lead to the subsequent destruction of several independent studios. I have no doubt that Krishna seeks to gain control over the entire gaming medium. Which is why we need to make this alliance, for our survival.” N added to his father’s argument.

That’s nice and all, but what does any of this have to do with his ultimate goal of creating a new universe to rule over?

“And I’m sure that your super powerful fusions would put the odds in our favour. How do we know they’re as strong as you say they are?” Astolfo rebutted, as Ghetsis thought up of a solution to the predicament.

“Perhaps a little battle would be sufficient proth; my son versus your daughter in a 3-on-3 battle. Any objections?” Ghetsis proposed.

“Depends on how my daughter feels about this…” Ame replied, turning to Alice for an answer.

“I’m more than happy to take one for the team!” Alice boldly declared.

“Wonderful!” Ghetsis replied, a small smirk on his face. “Is there an area we could use for the battle?”

“As a matter of fact, there is. Allow me to escort you there.” Melia chimed in, as the group exited the room and proceeded to make their way to the indoor arena.

So this game studio has an indoor arena, enough housing for 30+ occupants, a large courtyard to host parties in, and several other luxuries. Are they by any chance located in the emperors' house or something?

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Both Alice and N had gotten ready for the ensuing battle, as the spectators sat down in the stands to watch the upcoming battle, knowing that the future of both organisations is determined by the outcome of this battle. As a gesture of her goodwill, Ame decided to let Astolfo be the referee for this battle.

“Ok then, according to the agreement, this’ll be a 3-on-3 Singles battle between Alice Winthrop from Starlight Studios, and N Harmonia from Plasma Tech. the battle is declared over when one side has all their chosen Pokémon faint, and substitutions are allowed. Any problems.”

“Fine by me.” N replied, turning to face Alice. “Well you know what they say, ladies first.”

“Alright then, but don’t come crying once I defeat you.” Alice smiled as she reached for a Pokéball and threw it to the arena. “Alright, Blaziken, it’s time to shine!”

“Hah! In that case I’ll chose Carveel!” N retorted, as both trainers sent out their Pokémon, with the tall fire chicken eyeing up its strange new opponent. The Carveel had the head and color scheme of a Carvanha, and the body and tail of a Seel, as it fired a large chunk of water to create a shallow pool and slip into the body of water.

At least the author’s kind enough to describe these Fusionmons, even if it is barebones.

“This is gonna be interesting…at the very least it appears to be at its basic stage.” Alice mused to herself as she soon decided her first move. “Blaziken, use Sky Uppercut on Carveel!”

The large chicken ran towards the hybrid Pokémon, it’s fist glowing a harsh blue as it attempted to deliver a wicked blow to its opponent. The attack collided, causing the hybrid to hiss in pain as it was sent rocketing through the air, only for it to smirk as it soon cloaked itself in water and charged at Blaziken at rapid speeds, striking it head on and made the chicken stagger back a few feet.

“Woah! For a small Pokémon it packed a real punch!” Melia exclaimed in a mixture of shock and awe.

“So this is the power of a Pokémon fusion…” Garret mused to himself.

Oh please, there’s several of them that are even more broken than that critter. Why can’t he use them instead?

“Impressive, but it’s gonna take more then that to best me. Blaziken, use Quick Attack followed up by another Sky Uppercut!” Alice called out, as her companion lunged towards the hybrid at blinding speeds, it’s fist glowing harshly once more as it was preparing to land its attack. However the Carveel dodged at the last second and fired an Ice Beam directly at it’s opponent, before following up with an Aqua Tail that sent the large chicken flying backwards and crumpled into a heap onto the floor, catching all the Starlight Studio workers by surprise.

“Blaziken…” Alice cried out in concern, rushing over to her injured companion and comforting it before sending it back into it’s Pokéball.

“Now you know the power of our fusion Pokémon; do you still wish to continue the fight?” N inquired, eyeing her up curiously.

“As a matter of fact, I do.” Alice replied, reaching for her next Pokéball. “Now, Ninetales, it’s time for battle!” She sent out her next Pokémon, which caught N by surprise as it was the Alolan variant, as opposed to the regular variant.

Like mother like daughter, I suppose.

“In that case, I’ll make a legal substitution and switch out Carveel for Slomaka!” N called out, switching his fusion for a second one, as his Pokeball opened and a creature with the face and colouration of a Darumaka, and the body of a Slowpoke emerged onto the field emerged onto the field, only to step away from the water puddle.

“So errr…where did ya find that fella?” Astolfo inquired.

“Trade secret, perhaps when you join us, I might tell you about it.” N replied. “Now I believe it’s your move.”

It involves anal sex, doesn’t it?

“In that case; Ninetales, go for Hail and follow up with Aurora Veil!” Alice declared as her companion summoned a vicious hail storm, before creating a wonderous wall of light using the falling hailstones to form a protective barrier.

“Pffft, predictable.” N scoffed in amusement. “Slowmaka, use Sunny Day and follow up with Brick Break!”

The small hybrid Pokémon yawned loudly, as a bright sun appeared in the arena and melted all the hailstones, before the small Pokemon waddled at surprisingly fast speeds and used it’s thick tail to smack Ninetales’ head, causing it to stagger back a few feet as its wonderous wall was shattered instantly. Then in a surprise follow-up attack, Slomaka cloaked its body in fire and launched a sun-boosted Flare Blitz at Ninetales, sending it flying back into the wall and knocking it out cold as the Slomaka staggered back a few feet in pain from the recoil.

“M-My goodness!” Melia gasped, as she saw Alice run over to her friend and comfort it. “It got knocked out just like that?”

I’d throw in a bit more commentary, but these battles are basic, boring shit that any five-year-old can write. Why couldn’t they be like the ones in his Rejuv fic; they were alright at the very least.

“This is not looking good for us all…” Garret muttered. “And that’s just the power of their basic stages. Imagine how powerful the evolved ones are.”

“Not bad N, I gotta say that these fusions are pretty sweet. But are they a match for my ace Pokemon?” Alice smirked, as she sent out her Absol and brought out her Mega Ring, pressing the button on it as her companion soon Mega evolved.

“Well if you’re gonna use a Mega Evolution, then perhaps I should switch my Slomaka for my Mariblitz.” N calmly replied, as he recalled his friend and sent out his third Pokémon. It had the face and coloration of a Blitzle, and the body of a Marill. “Don’t let her cute appearances fool you, she packs quite the punch.”

No kidding, but I wish you chose Drilltrio as your last choice. That fellow was an absolute monster in battle, despite its pre-evo’s hilarious design.

“We’ll see about that; Absol use Night Slash!” Alice called out as her Mega-Absol ducked into the shadows and waited for an opportunity to strike. When the time was right, it lunged out of the shadows and slashed hard at the hybrid, catching it by surprise as it was sent back a few feet. The attack did a decent bit of damage despite being resisted by Mariblitz. “Nice! Now follow up with Play Rough!”

“Hmph, perhaps it is our duty to show you a real Play Rough, right Mariblitz?” N replied, as his companion nodded in approval and charged directly at the Mega-Absol. Both Pokemon played with each out viciously, using punches and kicks to gain an edge over their opponent. However a sudden surge of energy coursed through the Mariblitz as it delivered a powerful blow that sent Mega-Absol flying back, as it soon devolved into its base form and was no longer able to battle. This had surprised everyone in the arena, sans the Plasma Tech rperesentatives.

Didn’t surprise me; what better way to showcase someone’s power than having a major protagonist job to the guy? Eh, at least I can buy N’s prowess; Tressa still owes me her exam paper.

“A-Absol is no longer able to battle; with three of her Pokémon knocked out, Alice has lost the battle. The winner is N Harmonia from Plasma Tech!” Astolfo declared, as Alice and N congratulated their Pokémon before recalling them.

“Well I guess you won that battle. Congrats N…” Alice replied, her voice filled with a hint of sadness due to getting swept easily by the young man.

“So I guess the alliance is happening?” N inquired.

“Since you clearly proved the power of Pokémon Fusions, it’ll be wise for us to partner up with each other.” Ame admitted.

“Wonderful! I’ll finalise the paperwork in the meeting room. Come, Ame, let us toast to a prospective future together!” Ghetsis cheered, as Astolfo could’ve sworn he saw what looked like a faint smirk on his face but brushed it off as a trick of the eye.

You’ve been the most suspicious person of the group, yet you ignored a telltale sign that Ghetsis is conjuring up a scheme. For shame Astolfo, for shame…

“Alright then.” Ame replied as she soon turned to face her comrades. “You’re free to continue what you were doing before. We’ll be finalising our deal in my office.” She continued as she and Ghetsis left the arena, with Alice and N following closely behind them.

I apologise for the slightly shorter chapter, but the next one will more than make up for it. It’ll feature the glorious debut of another high roller in the Divine Powers, or so you think. Either way, it’s gonna be a blast to write about and I hope you’ll enjoy it as much as I will.

Oh joy, another random villain’s gonna act all chummy to Krishna, just what we needed. Well this is gonna be somewhat interesting, who’d you think will debut next? And no looking up the fic itself to cheat…

Astolfo’s group:
Astolfo
Roland
Chevalier D’eon
Boudica
Blair Flannigan
Micaiah
Sothe
Jack Frost

Dawn Brigade:
Micaiah
Sothe
Nolan
Edward
Leonardo
Laura
Aran
Ilyana
Meg
Pelleas (not an actual member, but is a close associate of them)

Pokemon Fangame Community/Starlight Studios:
Ame (W.I.A)
Cain
Aya (Pearl Hairpin reclaimed)
Hardy (Reborn)
Titania
Amaria (Sapphire Bracelet stolen)
Julia
Alice
Charlotte (Diamond Earring stolen)
Laura (Not associated with the Fire Emblem Laura)
Saphira
Luna (Emerald Brooch stolen)
Serra
Bennett
Adrienn
Anna/Nostra (Amethyst Pendant stolen)
Noel/Nomos
Radomus
Corey
Heather (Ruby Ring stolen)
Shelly
Dr. Connal
Melia
Venam
Saki
Amber
Aelita
Nim
Erin
Crescent
Maria/Mariannette
Valerie
Scarlett
Shiv
Aurora
Garret
Richard
Rosetta
Hardy (Desolation) (K.I.A)
Amelia
Nora

The MS Loyalist Army:
General Nikita
Perche
Ami
Ulala

Allies:
Sanaki
Sephrian
Oliver
Clover
Light
Akame
Kurome
Fujiwara
Skins

The Forces of Heaven:
Merkabah/Jonathan
Gaston

The Forces of Hell:
Lucifer/Walter

Plasma Tech:
Ghetsis Harmonia
N/Natural Harmonia Gropius
Anthea
Concordia

The Divine Powers:
Krishna
Odin
Maitreya
Shesha
Damien (Defected from fangame community)
Tressa Colzione/The Matriarch
Ophilia Clement
Cyrus Albright
Olberic Eisenberg
Primrose Azelhart
Alfyn Greengrass
Therion
H’aanit
Dagda (?)
Zhong Kui
Medusa (Defeated)
Loki
Quetzalcoatl
Seth
Baal
Missy (Defeated)
Harold (Defeated)
Bandit Keith (Defeated)
Flamvell Dilly (Defeated)
Maximillion Pegasus
Varis
Specter
Lekain (K.I.A)
Hetzel (K.I.A)
Valtome (K.I.A)
Numida (K.I.A)
Jarod (K.I.A)
Tayama
General Wolfgang (K.I.A)
Big Smoke
Ryder
Niko Bellic
Roman Bellic
Johnny Klebitz
Mario (CEO of Nintendo)
Gentarou Hongou
Nagisa Nijisaki
Teruaki Kubota
Kagechika Musashidou
Dio (Zero Escape: VLR)
Senator Armstrong
Admiral Greyfield
Caesar (Ride to Hell)
Yasuke Matsuda
Yuuto Akimaya

The Traitors:
Jaern
Zenith
Professor Maple
Lin
Sirius
Blake (P.O.W)
Cal (P.O.W)
Fern
Madame X
Nastasia
Madelis
Neved
Geara
Ren
Professor Larkspur
Rick (K.I.A)
Professor Gobline
Radius (K.I.A)
Redi
Sam (K.I.A)
Elia (K.I.A)
Lavius
Lavia
Baron
Connor
Texan (K.I.A)

The Waifu Army:
Elysion
Alma
Amber
Izabella
Aisha
HMT (P.O.W)
Beecham (K.I.A)
Aswang (K.I.A)
Agalia (K.I.A)
Arsinoe (K.I.A)
Halle (K.I.A)
Mahiru (K.I.A)
Chunyan (K.I.A)
Molly (K.I.A)
Ichima (K.I.A)
Louise (K.I.A)
Gisee (K.I.A)
Emma (K.I.A)
Franke (K.I.A)
Teresa (K.I.A)
Jesus man what is up with you and all of those waifus! Are you secretly the "Ultimate Pimp"?
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Re: Yugioh: The Divine Conspiracy

Post by GorillaGamer » Fri Apr 19, 2019 11:27 pm

Well isn’t this a surprise; we’ve now got Batman in this clusterfuck of a fic, more specifically his rogues gallery. I’ll come forward and say that I only know bits and pieces about the franchise, but it doesn’t take a super genius to realize that this chapter will offend anyone and everyone who holds the Dark Knight dear to them, which I’m sure covers several people following this mock. Let’s just get this out of the way so that the pain will end sooner.

Welcome to Chapter 29, I am your benevolent author and boy do I have a treat for you all today. This chapter will debut the introduction of the Arkham franchise into the story as several of Batman’s greatest foes stage an escape out of the asylum and seek to cause chaos throughout the world, using the Divine Powers to cover the blame for their actions. It’s going to be one hell of a ride, and I hope my research shows itself in this chapter.

Now this is fucking rich; the author doing research on something that isn’t a Pokémon fangame. Next you’ll tell me that you’re the Prime Minister of England.

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters in this fic. They’re the property of their respective creators.

Note: Any made-up cards/skills will be underlined and will get their effects explained in their introductory chapters.


Chapter 28: Escape from Arkham Asylum!

Arkham Asylum

It’s fitting that we’re starting off in Arkham Asylum, considering that by the end of this, one of us will wind up in a mental institution.

Arkham Asylum; the most secure prison in the world. It was designed for two key purposes, to protect Gotham City from dangerous criminals, and to offer said criminals some rehabilitation and the chance to fix their mental state. Over time the facility started hosting some of the worlds most dangerous supervillains, who were sent there by the hand of the masked vigilante known as Batman. These super villains weren’t the type to quit, and have broken out of the facility multiple times, only to get thrown back in there sooner or later.

It's like Groundhog Day, but with mentally unstable criminals.

However, tonight was a different night; the facilities most infamous inmate, a psychotic, killer clown known as the Joker had been planning a dramatic escape, intrigued by the idea of using the Divine Powers to cause chaos and anarchy throughout the world. The self-titled Clown Prince of Crime caught a lucky break when he was able to get a two-way radio smuggled into the cell of his assistant, Harley Quinn, who was able to contact the Joker’s personal army of thugs to deliver needed equipment via secret passageways and staged imprisonments. Another beneficial factor was that he was able to foster a temporary alliance with Two-Face and the Penguin so that their own legions of thugs can initiate a riot and enable the super villains to escape.

Never mind that all three sides hate each other’s guts and went to war in Arkham City, the power of smol merchant girls convinced them to act all buddy-buddy.

All his months’ worth of preparations was going to be defined by the very next moment, as a guard was wandering closer and closer to his cell.

“H-Help…I’m dying over here!” He mock-shouted, hoping the guard would take noticed and enter his cell. And like a fool waiting for the punchline, the guard unlocked the cell door and entered it, only to take a bat upside his head and crumple to the floor.

You’d think the asylum staff would be used to shit like this, but I guess it was this guy’s first day on the job.

“Tada! How’d you like that?” Harley mocked the fallen guard, picking up a keycard that was attached to the belt and twirled it in her hands. “Ready for the show to begin, Mister J?”

“Of course! The show can’t go on without the main character!” the Joker boldly announced, whipping out a remote from his coat and pressing the button, causing the facility’s security to get compromised and unlock all the cell doors, enabling all the imprisoned thugs to cause chaos. The duo of criminal clowns proceeded to walk down the halls, basking in the chaos they caused as the guards and thugs fought each other over dominance of the facility.

I’m sure the guards will be fine, as long as the thugs don’t get their hands on stun batons.

A guard spotted the duo and charged at them, only to get knocked out by a swing from Harley’s bat.

“Well this is interesting, I thought I was the only one smart enough to capitalise on the opportunity to get out of here.” A bespectacled man in a green suit commented as he spotted the two clowns. “It is to be expected that this Divine Powers, or whatever they call themselves, would be enamoured by my genius.

Despite that pitiful, pitiful description, I think we can all tell that this chump’s supposed to be the Riddler. The sad thing is that this is the most description any of the villain’s get in this chapter; guess that’s what happens when you’re not a fangame tug-shot target.

“Oh, now that’s not on! You don’t try and spoil the joke before I tell you the punchline!” the Joker mock-complained, before he started cackling like crazy. “No wonder nobody tells a joke to you, Riddles.”

“Please, I don’t deal in petty jokes; I only deal the most puzzling riddles that the human mind is able to comprehend.” The Riddler commented off-handed. “That said, all the other supervillains are having a field day with the simpletons that are guarding the place. Foolish, I know, but it allowed me to get this far so I suppose I should give them that.”

“Whatever.” Harley ignored his narcissistic boasts. “You breaking out with us, or not?”

“I suppose I’ll tag along, for now…” the Riddler sighed to himself, as he decided to follow the clowns out of the treacherous facility. A few guards caught up to the trio and aimed their guns at them, only for the Joker to whip out a few of his walking teeth and threw them towards the guards. The teeth cackled as they waddled up to the confused guards, who lowered their guns and aimed them at the teeth, only for the teeth to explode and release knockout gas in the guards faces, causing them to collapse into the worlds of dreams.

If the guards here are this stupid as to keep their eyes off the highly dangerous criminals, then it’s no wonder they escape all the time.

The sounds of cheering could be heard in the adjacent room, with the trio entering it to see a “trial” being hosted by Two-Face, as a couple other super villains watched eagerly in the stands, and an army of thugs was cheering loudly at the judgement of the captured guards.

“The time for justice is upon us; these guards have been abusing their power to experiment on us and deal unjust punishments, even going so far as to hurl abuse at me and my wife. Well I say enough is enough!” Two-Face boldly declared, frightening the guards as he brought out his trusty coin. “I shall let the coin determine your fate…”

Well I guess we have the time for a quick tri—hold up, Two-Face got hitched in this universe?! Perhaps he’s displeased with the asylum staff for not giving him a wedding gift.

The “courtroom” watched with bated breath as Two-Face flipped the coin in the air and palmed it, placing it over his hand and removing his clenched fist, revealing it to have landed burnt-side up. “Game over, piggies.” Two-Face hissed ominously to the guards as he soon eyed up the attending super villains. “Now how shall I execute you? Crushed to death by Bane? Turned into icicles by Mr. Freeze? Or should I get Penguin to feed you to his—”

“Ooh, Ooh! Let me slice the little piggies up, I’ve got some spare room on my arm…” Mr. Zsasz whispered loudly in a maniacal way, his hand gripping a blood-stained steak knife.

Nice to see that imprisonment hasn’t kept him from fulfilling his stab-happy wishes. Good on you, ya crazy bastard.

“Let me crush ‘em! I’ll make them pay!” Clayface chimed in, as he created a small squad of clay warriors who all flexed their arms.

“Now, now, all of you will get your—” Two-Face began, before the back wall crumbled as a massive figure grabbed one of the guards and yanked him from his chain, before proceeding to devour him in a most vicious manner, sending blood and chunks of flesh everywhere.

“Haa…I still hunger…” Killer Croc hissed, eyeing up the other guards who were frightened out of their minds.

An accurate representation of the confrontation in the Arkham Sewers, if I say so myself.

“Hey, save some piggies for us—” a thug requested, only for Killer Croc to growl at the thug, who shivered in fright, before throwing his hands up in surrender. “O-Ok then, y-you can have them all…”

Killer Croc eyed up the rest of the guards momentarily before snatching them off the chains and began chowing down on them, slathering the nearby walls with blood as the supervillains watched on in awe.

I’d tell him not to be a messy eater, but I’m not comfortable criticizing the table manners of a gigantic, half-human, half-crocodile man.

“Crikey! And I thought my shark was a messy eater.” The Penguin joked to the other villains, who all chuckled at the quip, only to get distracted by the sound of slow clapping.

“Marvellous show you put on there, Harvey.” The Joker complimented, walking up to his partner in crime. “Your thugs are putting on quite the show back in the Holding Cells, now what’s say we get a move on and ditch this joint?”

“Not yet, I must punish more of these swine for insulting my wife.” Two-Face declared, as he proceeded to pick up a dakimakura that depicted Haruhi Suzumiya posing playfully in a black bunnysuit/stockings combination. “Don’t worry, I’ll make them all pay for insulting out love…” he spoke to the pillow.

I can’t breathe! I can’t fucking breathe! Of all the most asinine, out of place shit I’ve seen so far, this takes the cake. This nutjob of an author turned Two-Face into some pillow-hugging otaku, and had him marry a character that has nothing to do with any of this shit! I could spend the next hour laughing at this shit, but that wouldn’t provide an entertaining mock now, would it?

“Awwwwww, they look so cute! Just like us, right Mister J?” Harley commented, eyeing up her boss intensely.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. We’ve got an asylum to bust out of.” The Joker brushed her question aside, as he led his growing legion of supervillains one step closer to freedom. However, they were soon halted by a small squadron of guards, armed to the teeth with high tech assault rifles. “Well I gotta say; you’re either brave, or foolish if you think you can take us all on at the same time. Shall I tell you all a most humorous joke? Knock-Knock, you’re dead!”

“R-Return to your cells this inst—” one of the guards began, before getting his brains blown out by a rifle shot. The other guards turned around and started shooting wildly into the room, only to get picked off one by one by the mystery assailants. Soon enough, they all lay dead in a messy pile of bloodied bodies, as five more supervillains soon joined the fray.

“OK then, let me see if you’re all on Mister J’s party list!” Harley chimed, retrieving a hastily written list from underneath her outfit and began checking it thoroughly. “Let’s see here; there’s Deathstroke, Deadshot, Firefly, Shiva, and the Electrocutioner. Yep, you’re all on the list!”

“All as one-note and description-less as the list said you’d be.”

“Heh, it’s obvious why you would want a powerful bounty hunter like me at your party!” the Electrocutioner bragged, flexing his arms as another legion of guards swarmed into the room and aimed their weapons at the bounty hunters.

“Well go on then, prove to us that you’re worthy of joining this “party” that a genius like I was worthy enough to join.” The Riddler goaded the group of five, as the bounty hunters charged at the guards and began their deadly assault. Deadshot scrambled up to higher ground and took aim at the sniper guards on the higher levels, picking them off one by one with his trusty rifle. The perforated guards slumped over the railings and began hurtling towards the ground, causing the guards on the ground to turn their backs, enabling Deathstroke to slice them up into finely cut chunks of meat.

I hope he doesn’t get any blood on Haru—Hahahahahaha!

Ah, my bad. I’ll try and retain my composure next time.


Meanwhile, a few guards had circled Shiva and brought out their stun batons; yet the display barely fazed the experienced woman, who launched a series of punches and kicks at blinding speeds, knocking the guards into the boxes that lined the steel walls, as Electrocutioner pummelled several more guards with his electricized knuckles, sending powerful shocks that caused the guards hearts to explode. It all ended as Firefly torched the remaining guards with his flamethrower, that shot flames so powerful that it reduced the guards to charred bodies in a few seconds. Several of the supervillains were impressed with how effortlessly the hostile guards were dealt with.

Well you’d hope that these expensive bounty hunters can do the job they were paid to do, otherwise I’d be asking for a refund.

“Too easy…” Deadshot scoffed as he reloaded his rifle. “When I bust outta this joint, the first thing I’m gonna do is hunt down some worthy prey. Hopefully I can get paid as well.”

“Well you’re in luck; our tour bus is going all over the world to put on a show for everybody, and there’s nothing the Bat can do about it!” the Joker cackled maniacally as the sound of guards running into the nearby room echoed throughout the halls. The cabal of villains checked the room and saw four of their companions stranded on top of a water tank as the swarm of guys eyed them up viciously.

“Well this ended up backfiring in our faces…” Maxie Zeus commented to the other three villains. “Should we throw the midget at them and run for our lives?”

“Me?! Why throw me to the wolves?!” Mad Hatter protested, before turning to his ally in desperation. “Can’t you sicc your army of rats onto ‘em?”

Better yet, why can’t you use your prowess in brainwashing technology to deal with these mooks?

“They’re all dead; murdered by them in cold blood!” The Ratcatcher rebutted. “And it’s not like I can go down there and fight them off; they’ve got guns!”

“I’m sick of waiting around here like a fool—what the?” Hush began but got distracted by the sounds of the guards firing like crazy and saw his comrades charging at the oppressive guards. Bane used his muscular frame to charge into the guards, knocking them off their feet before opting to pick on up and shattered his back over his knee. A few more guards tried to run away, only for one to get picked up by Killer Croc, who chowed down on the guard in an instant, sending more blood everywhere. Half a dozen more guards were frozen by Mr. Freeze’s powerful ice gun, with the Penguin perforating the statues with his umbrella gun that had a penguin cane-head. One of the guards attempted to flee to the nearby guard station to call for back up, but was stabbed viciously by Zsasz for his troubles, as a few more guards were pummelled to death by Clayface who made his fists into rocky hammers. Eventually the last of the guards was murdered, giving the distressed villains some breathing room as they hopped down from the water tank.

It says something about the author’s lack of talent when he can create a fight scene featuring several of Batman’s most infamous supervillains, and have it be as boring as watching paint dry.

“M-Mr. Joker! T-Thanks for saving us back there!” Mad Hatter thanked his savior.

“That’s Mister J, to you, and I’M the only one who can call him that!” Harley huffed haughtily.

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s get on with it already. I saw Scarecrow and a few of the others fight off some more guards in the room down the hall, right where the cafeteria is.” Hush interjected the enthralling conversation.

“Oooh, Scarecrow’s putting on an act during MY show. Let’s see if the reviews for it are accurate.” The Joker cackled, leading his troupe through the now bloodied halls as they soon arrived at the cafeteria, where they saw Scarface and the Ventriloquist using a turned over table as cover, before firing wildly at the guards.

This is the most repetitive fucking shit in this damn fic; it’s nothing but the worn-out sequence of:

‘Villains fight off asylum guards. Guards die. Villains get recruited into the ever-growing gang. Gang goes to next room and sees new villains fighting off guards.’

Rinse and repeat.


“Take that you dirty little piggies! When I’m done with you, you’d wish you were sleeping with the fishes!” Scarface hissed ominously, his machine gun eviscerating the guards into nothing but bloody paste. Meanwhile, Killer Moth was providing covering fire by using his cocoon gun to ensnare the helpless guards in its sticky threads. However, a sickly green gas soon oozed its way into the room, with the villains putting masks over their faces to protect them from the noxious gas. The guards weren’t so lucky, and started shrieking in what could only be described as a deep, primal fear over what seems to be invisible spectres. They started struggling in an absolute frenzy, breaking out of their cocoons before clawing at their skin in a desperate attempt to swat away their fictitious assailants.

“That’s it…give into your fears…” an ominous voice echoed out through the room, as a figure leapt out of the darkness and pricked the terrified guards with his syringe gauntlet, finishing off the already weakened guards and leaving them for dead, there faces etched with a permeant shriek of terror. “Hahahaha! Now they realise the true power of fear, if only for a few seconds.” The Scarecrow chuckled out loud, as he soon noticed his partners for crime. “Sorry about the mess, but the guests wouldn’t…co-operate with us.”

Oof, that’s gonna hurt the overall review score.

“Forget about the mess, I’ll get some of the thugs to clean up this place. We’ve got bigger things to do, and I’m not letting some party poopers ruin my fun!” the Joker adamantly declared.

“W-Well you might wanna get a move on, as I saw a whole swarm of guards going after Black Mask and his group down by the warden’s office.” The Ventriloquist commented, as he gestured for the clique of supervillains to follow up to their destination. When they arrived there, they saw a whole swarm of guards surround Black Mask and his temporary companions; Prometheus, the Great White Shark and Calendar Man, though none of the villains were intimidated at all.

You see what I mean everyone? It’s nothing but the same scene, over and over and over again!

“Give up now, and we’ll be gentle with you…” one of the guards sneered evilly, aiming his shotgun at Black Mask.

“That’s my line, not that I’ll give you the offer to begin with.” Black Mask chuckled, before bringing out his dual handguns and fired at the crooked guards, sending spatters of blood everywhere and on the walls. Great White Shark whipped out his own assault rifle and provided covering fire, taking out a trio of snipers that had set their sights on the villains. A few of the guards on the lower levels had brought out their stun batons and charged at the villains, with Prometheus whipping out his metal staff and countered the guards, as Calendar Man picked off any stragglers with his machete.

“Ohohohoho! Did you forget that it’s Thanksgiving next week? Oh, the crimes I’ll commit will be wonderful!” Calendar Man taunted a dying guard, pulling the blood-soaked machete out of him, before plunging it into another guard, who gurgled on his own blood before dying.

“Like stealing a turkey for my dinner. What can I say, I have expensive taste.”

As this was happening, Great White Shark had finished sniping all the snipers, their bodies falling onto the ground and surprising the other guards, enabling Prometheus to strike them down with his physical prowess. The sole surviving guard attempted to call for reinforcements, but was brutally executed by Black Mask, who then turned to face the Joker. “I do hope we put on a satisfactory performance.”

“Most satisfactory indeed; it was a wise decision on my behalf to invite you all to my breakout party!” the Joker beamed proudly, before cackling once more.

“Yeah, what a party. Now if you’ll excuse me, this genius has a competition to win.” The Riddler interjected, making his way to the exit only to get halted by his allies.

Don’t stop Riddler, you’re a few feet away from exiting this shitheap for good!

“Woah there, what competition? The invite didn’t say anything about some competition.” Maxie Zeus inquired.

“It figures I’d have to inform the dullard about it…” the Riddler muttered under his breath. “Long story short, the al Ghul’s had challenged the inmates to see who can be the first to escape. Naturally, my intellect will lead me to victory!” with that said, he quickly bolted towards the exit and escaped the building, with the stunned villains starting blankly at each other before following the man out of the crazy-packed building. The villains had noticed that they were by the docks that the representative for the Divine Powers they talked suggested as a meeting place and noticed the Riddler standing before Ra’s al Ghul and his daughter, Talia.

Wha, were they recruited by Tressa already? Why did they set up a competition to see who could break out first? Why didn’t they help their supposed teammates in the escape effort? Why haven’t they already crushed the fangame studios with the immense power of the League of Assassins? Why have you got me questioning things other than Two-Face’s wife?!

“Looks like I was the first one out of this hellhole, now where is my prize?” the Riddler inquired.

“It seems that the so-called “smartest man in Arkham” wasn’t able to outwit his opponent and claim the prize…” was all Ra’s al Ghul commented, surprising the genius.

“B-But how?!” the Riddler stuttered, as he felt a familiar vine slither across his feet.

“Oh…don’t feel to bad. You did the best that you could, for a meat-sack at least.” Poison Ivy chuckled, as her vines tended to her whims.

This competition seems a little unfair when you consider that several of these villains have no special traits whatsoever, yet are up against calculating crime lords, super strong humans, and a lady who has total control over plant life.

“D-Do I get a consolation prize at least…?” the Riddler inquired.

“Nope. Professor Hugo Strange came her a few seconds after Ivy… as you can see, he’s playing with his new toy.” Talia al Ghul replied, as the bespectacled man spotted Strange polishing a Gold-Plated Uzi with a spare cloth.

“What a fine toy for me to hunt the Bat with.” Professor Strange eyed his new gun in awe.

Well a gold-plated gun is nice for a consolation prize, but we don’t even know what the main prize was. For all we know, it could be a mouldy old fortune cookie.

“Now all we need to do is—” he began, but was soon interrupted by the sound of a boat speeding towards the docks, knocking several police boats away. Once the boat stopped, a small but familiar young girl hopped off the boat and made her way to the gang of super villains.

“Welcome, welcome! I thank you all for coming to meet me at such a time. I know you’re all busy escaping this place and beginning your next crime spree, but I wanna let you know that your service is greatly appreciated.” Tressa greeted all the super villains.

I like how she’s talking to these highly dangerous criminals as if they were her old high school friends.

“Is that the legendary Tressa I’ve heard about? The person who has the strength of ten Batmans?” Clayface asked the group, who began muttering amongst one another until the asylum spotlights shone upon them as a massive swarm of asylum guards aimed their weapons at the villains.

“You’re all under arrest for attempted escape of the asylum. Surrender now or get gunned down!” The leader of the group demanded.

“What’s the matter Boles, was I not funny enough for you?” the Joker inquired, mocking the security guard.

Huh? Who’s this dude? Give me a moment…

Apparently, he was some corrupt guard who assisted Harley and Joker in taking over the asylum during Arkham Asylum, but quickly outlived his usefulness.


“You fell right into my trap; I only let you bozos run free so I can recapture you and become the warden as a reward for my effort.” Boles chuckled evilly. “Oh, and this is a surprising turn of events, imagine the reward I’ll get for bagging the little girl.”

“Pffft, like you and your legion of weaklings is a match for me.” Tressa boasted. “I can take you all on by myself.”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! If that’s how you wanna play, then I’m happy to indulge you!” Boles sneered, as several guards made their way towards her.

“Allow me to show you why my name sends shivers down the spine of hardened criminals.” Tressa smirked, gesturing for the super villains to watch her performance.

And I thought ego-stroking showdowns were reserved for the main protagonists. Guess I learnt something new today.

The guards proceeded to charge at her, as she whipped out several freeze bombs and threw them at the guards, immobilizing them as she started picking them off easily with her elegantly-crafted sword, sending bits of flesh and bone everywhere. This angered Boles, as he ordered some more guards to fire at her, only for Tressa to dodge the incoming bulletstorm and threw a few shurikens at the enemies, slashing their throats and causing them to drown in their own blood.

“Oh man, this girl’s crazy! How can we—w-where’d she go?!” A guard exclaimed in fear, as she had disappeared from their line of sight.

“Well what are you waiting for, find her already!” Boles demanded, as the guards nodded and began searching for their troublesome foe. However they were having no luck in their search, despite looking all over the place. The silence was soon interrupted by a blood-curdling scream, as Tressa lunged from her hiding spot and slaughtered the nearby guards. The survivors attempted to gun her down, but their fear caused them to miss their mark, enabling the young girl to cut them all down with ease, leaving Boles on his own.

Look I’m not all that familiar with Octopath Traveller, but if Tressa is as powerful in that game as she is here, then I expect it to be an utter cakewalk.

“S-Stay back! Y-You don’t have to do this!” He begged for mercy, raising his hands in defeat.

“You’re right, I don’t have to do it. But I want to.” Tressa smirked, as she punched his gut and effortlessly broke his neck, killing the treacherous guard. She started to walk over to the villains, who were impressed with her battle prowess, when she was soon interrupted by Batman arriving at the scene.

Evidently Batman’s superpower is appearing right out of nowhere when the plot demanded him to.

“You aren’t leaving this asylum, turn back to your cells, now!” Batman demanded, glaring at the super villains before turning his gaze to Tressa. “You on the other hand, will turn yourself in, this instant!”

“Pffft, like I’ll take orders from a talking rodent!” Tressa retorted coolly, as Batman narrowed his eyes at her.

“I’m warning you; I’m not afraid to use physical force if I have to.” Batman barked at her, with Tressa cracking her knuckles in response.

“And I’m not afraid to take you on; come at me.” Tressa beckoned, taunting the older man with a hand gesture.

Place your bets folk, who will win this climactic showdown? The Caper Crusader, or the Merchant Queen?

The caped crusader roared to psyche himself up and charged at her, with Tressa dodging the attack and tripping him over and delivered a few punches to Batman’s back. The older man managed to roll out of the way and deliver a twin kick to her, knocking her back a few feet, though she was able to recover quickly and deliver a swift kick to his jaw, cracking it effortlessly. “Is that the best you can do?” The young girl taunted.

Anger coursed through Batman’s body, as he charged at her once more, attempting to knock her down, only for the small girl to nimbly dodge the attack and tripped him once more, as she started pummelling his chest with a barrage of powerful punches, shattering several of his ribs. The weakened Batman pushed her away and managed to get up, as he attempted to charge at her once more, only for Tressa to whip out a revolver and fire it twice, shattering both kneecaps as the beefy man roared in pain and collapsed to the ground.

Really, is this the best you could do with the Dark Knight? Because he acted no differently from any random thug the Joker employs.

The villains were awestruck at how easily their nemesis fell to Tressa, leading them to believe that siding with her was the right thing to do. Tressa waltzed over to Batman and hoisted him to his knees, holding the revolver to his temple as several police cars arrived at the scene, officers pouring out of them as they aimed their pistols at the young girl.

“Tressa Colzione, you are under arrest for assisting dangerous criminals, acts of terrorism and many more charges. Surrender now or face the consequences.” One of the officers called out, as Tressa laughed at him.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the oh-so-mighty Commissioner Gordon; I’m surprised, you managed to amass the courage to come face me.” Tressa chuckled darkly, pressing the revolver barrel against Batman’s temple. The caped crusader was frightened out of his wits and was tearing up in complete fear, something which has never happened before. Scarecrow was rather impressed with how easily Tressa installed fear into his nemesis.

Oh, come on now Tressa, no need to traumatize the random thug you shot up.

“There’s no need to get violent and start shooting the hostages. This can end peacefully!” Gordon attempted to get her to see reason, but she knocked it back coldly.

“Peacefully? I aim to create a new universe, and the people I’ve recruited will help me attain my dream. Get in my way, and I’ll make you and you family suffer!” Tressa warned the old man, as she glared at Batman momentarily, before turning back to the police officers. “You can have your broken hero, your Batman. Or should I say, Bruce Wayne…” The young girl delivered a powerful punch to Batman’s back, shattering it before she quickly bolted onto the boat and managed to escape with all the supervillains, as the police were flabbergasted upon hearing who the Dark Knight really was. As the boat disappeared into the night, the police had their morale drop to the lowest in a long time; the young girl they just saw did more damage to Batman in 15 minutes, than his entire rogues gallery did in their entire lifetime.

Bullshit, fucking bullshit! I don’t get angry at fanfics as much as I used to, but this is flat out insulting. You just shat all over the Batman franchise by not only turning the man himself into a complete joke, but having all his most recognisable villains turned into utter imbeciles, but virtue of having their efforts rendered pointless by Tressa randomly showing up and shooting Batman before revealing his secret identity to the world. How she even knows this is unknown, but I bet the author endowed it onto her, because he’s crushing on her far more than he is with SERRA, and that’s saying something. Fuck you and the Tressa-obsessed horse you rode on!

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The villains were all seated around a large table that had a holographic generator in the middle, wondering why they had been recruited in the first place. Professor Strange was greatly satisfied that Batman was exposed as the false hero that he was, while the Riddler was mentally kicking himself for not realising his identity earlier.

“Thank you all for coming, I bet you’re all wondering why I rescued you tonight. Putting it simply, I need your services, and I’m willing to pay you handsomely for your efforts.” Tressa began.

“Define handsomely for me, I’m not just some cheap crook you can find prowling the streets.” Deathstroke inquired, as Tressa turned on the holographic generator on the table, as it showed what looked like a briefcase full of storage devices.

“This is a suitcase filled with the original copies of the fangames that the Divine Powers has been trying to destroy. If I can get my hands on them, I can create my own version after the flawed version has been removed from stores. We believe they’re located at the main headquarters of Starlight Studios, but we have no idea where it is. As this is an important mission, I am willing to pay $100 million to whoever can deliver the suitcase to me, undamaged.” Tressa explained, with Big Smoke showing off the suitcases full of money, as the villains started murmuring amongst each other.

This doesn’t make a lick of sense; for what reason would Starlight Studios cut content from the newer versions of the games, yet keep the inferior, outdated versions locked up? I’d question why Tressa wants to create her own fangames, considering that she’s part of an anti-fangame cult, but a later chapter has what could possibly be the most nonsensical asspull of this fic.

“$100 million for some video games? This is the easiest paycheck I’ve ever seen!” the Penguin chuckled heartily, thinking about what he’s gonna buy with the money.

“However, they must be the original copies in the hard-drives, and not a store-bought copy ported onto them. The originals have lots of content that isn’t present in the retail copies; I should know, I worked on these games before I got fired.” Tressa continued, having ironed out a possible exploit. “So, don’t think you can try and cheat me, or you’ll end up like the Bat!”

“Are alliances allowed in this little game of yours?” Two-Face inquired, holding onto his “wife” tightly.

“Alliances are allowed, but you’ll have to split the money up if that is the case.” Tressa answered. “Just try not to get too violent, I just got the carpet cleaned up back at the temple. As a matter of fact, why don’t I take you there? I’ve got a prisoner I need to interrogate.”

The villains began starting at each other, suspicions forming in their mind as to who can and cannot be trusted. One thing’s for sure; this’ll be their most interesting crime spree in a long time.

If by interesting, you mean ‘have the villains mindlessly spout soapboxy opinions while playing card games’, then yes you’re right.

Holy fuck, this chapter really was something else. On top of desecrating all that is Batman, it proved to be an exercise in sheer boredom, on account of the repetitive nature of this chapter. And it seems that things won’t be looking up, as we’re promised a lemon in the upcoming chapter; I pity whatever fangame character has to go through that embarrassment.

One more thing, despite this being a Batman-oriented chapter, I can’t say I’m all that thrilled with the villain list. Yes, we do get some of his most famous/powerful villains, but I do wish we got some of the more legendary villains he’s come up against. I mean for fuck’s sake, where’s Boss Biggis?!


Done and done! What a chapter I wrote; especially with how masterfully I incorporated Batman’s rogues gallery into it. I know some people might get upset over how easily Batman was defeated, but I wanted to express just how powerful Tressa is. Anyway, the next chapter will feature another showdown against the MS Waifu Army, and even a lemon to spice things up, so you know it’s gonna be good. Catch you later, everyone!

Astolfo’s group:
Astolfo
Roland
Chevalier D’eon
Boudica
Blair Flannigan
Micaiah
Sothe
Jack Frost

Dawn Brigade:
Micaiah
Sothe
Nolan
Edward
Leonardo
Laura
Aran
Ilyana
Meg
Pelleas (not an actual member, but is a close associate of them)

Pokemon Fangame Community/Starlight Studios:
Ame (W.I.A)
Cain
Aya (Pearl Hairpin reclaimed)
Hardy (Reborn)
Titania
Amaria (Sapphire Bracelet stolen)
Julia
Alice
Charlotte (Diamond Earring stolen)
Laura (Not associated with the Fire Emblem Laura)
Saphira
Luna (Emerald Brooch stolen)
Serra
Bennett
Adrienn
Anna/Nostra (Amethyst Pendant stolen)
Noel/Nomos
Radomus
Corey
Heather (Ruby Ring stolen)
Shelly
Dr. Connal
Melia
Venam
Saki
Amber
Aelita
Nim
Erin
Crescent
Maria/Mariannette
Valerie
Scarlett
Shiv
Aurora
Garret
Richard
Rosetta
Hardy (Desolation) (K.I.A)
Amelia
Nora

The MS Loyalist Army:
General Nikita
Perche
Ami
Ulala

Allies:
Sanaki
Sephrian
Oliver
Clover
Light
Akame
Kurome
Fujiwara
Skins

The Forces of Heaven:
Merkabah/Jonathan
Gaston

The Forces of Hell:
Lucifer/Walter

Plasma Tech:
Ghetsis Harmonia
N/Natural Harmonia Gropius
Anthea
Concordia

The Divine Powers:
Krishna
Odin
Maitreya
Shesha
Damien (Defected from fangame community)
Tressa Colzione/The Matriarch
Ophilia Clement
Cyrus Albright
Olberic Eisenberg
Primrose Azelhart
Alfyn Greengrass
Therion
H’aanit
Dagda (?)
Zhong Kui
Medusa (Defeated)
Loki
Quetzalcoatl
Seth
Baal
Missy (Defeated)
Harold (Defeated)
Bandit Keith (Defeated)
Flamvell Dilly (Defeated)
Maximillion Pegasus
Varis
Specter
Lekain (K.I.A)
Hetzel (K.I.A)
Valtome (K.I.A)
Numida (K.I.A)
Jarod (K.I.A)
Tayama
The Joker
Harley Quinn
The Riddler
Two-Face
Bane
Mr. Freeze
The Penguin
Mr. Zsasz
Clayface
Killer Croc
Deathstroke
Deadshot
Firefly
The Electrocutioner
Shiva
Maxie Zeus
The Mad Hatter
The Ratcatcher
Hush
Scarface
The Ventriloquist
Killer Moth
Scarecrow
Black Mask
Prometheus
The Great White Shark
The Calendar Man
Ra’s al Ghul
Talia al Ghul
Poison Ivy
Professor Strange
General Wolfgang (K.I.A)
Big Smoke
Ryder
Niko Bellic
Roman Bellic
Johnny Klebitz
Mario (CEO of Nintendo)
Gentarou Hongou
Nagisa Nijisaki
Teruaki Kubota
Kagechika Musashidou
Dio (Zero Escape: VLR)
Senator Armstrong
Admiral Greyfield
Caesar (Ride to Hell)
Yasuke Matsuda
Yuuto Akimaya

The Traitors:
Jaern
Zenith
Professor Maple
Lin
Sirius
Blake (P.O.W)
Cal (P.O.W)
Fern
Madame X
Nastasia
Madelis
Neved
Geara
Ren
Professor Larkspur
Rick (K.I.A)
Professor Gobline
Radius (K.I.A)
Redi
Sam (K.I.A)
Elia (K.I.A)
Lavius
Lavia
Baron
Connor
Texan (K.I.A)

The Waifu Army:
Elysion
Alma
Amber
Izabella
Aisha
HMT (P.O.W)
Beecham (K.I.A)
Aswang (K.I.A)
Agalia (K.I.A)
Arsinoe (K.I.A)
Halle (K.I.A)
Mahiru (K.I.A)
Chunyan (K.I.A)
Molly (K.I.A)
Ichima (K.I.A)
Louise (K.I.A)
Gisee (K.I.A)
Emma (K.I.A)
Franke (K.I.A)
Teresa (K.I.A)
Jesus man what is up with you and all of those waifus! Are you secretly the "Ultimate Pimp"?
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Re: Yugioh: The Divine Conspiracy

Post by GorillaGamer » Mon Apr 29, 2019 8:15 am

Well we’re back from quite a chapter; we saw Batman get tossed aside like a piece of trash, we saw Two-Face turn into a pillow-hugging otaku, and we saw Arkham Asylum shit itself, again. Things won’t get better anytime soon, since we’re gonna have to go through another lemon, so let’s just get it over and done with, I don’t want the pain to linger.

Welcome back to a most special chapter; yes, it’s number 30 and I never expected to get this far. Thank you all for your support and your readership; I’ll make this chapter extra special for you all as a token of my thanks. It’s gonna be action-packed, and one hell of a ride. As for the lemon, well it’s a secret as to who Roland will be mating with in the VR Simulator, but you’ll have to read on if you want to find out for yourself.

If there’s one thing I have to say in the author’s defense, is that he seems genuinely happy to write this thing. It’s a nice change of pace from the authors who couldn’t give a rat’s ass about their stories.

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters in this fic. They’re the property of their respective creators.

Warning: There will be a lemon in this chapter

Note: Any made-up cards/skills will be underlined and will get their effects explained in their introductory chapters.


Chapter 29: Revenge of the Waifus!

Tsukiji Kongangi: Interior Docks

The air was thick with silence, as the boat arrived at the docks, and Tressa helped guide the new comers off the boat alongside Big Smoke, as the other lieutenants had mixed reactions to what they’re seeing. Some of them were more than eager to greet the super villains, while others were weary about getting shanked in the back while they’re asleep.

No need to worry about these clowns, they’ve been nerfed to the ground.

“Welcome back my lady, I take it the trip was a success?” Primrose inquired, checked a list she had in her hand regarding the status of today’s tasks.

“Yep, everything went better than expected. Of course, Batman tried to ruin my day, but I ended up ruining his.” Tressa smiled sweetly. “Anyway, what’s the situation regarding the hostage?”

“We found him skulking around the area; intel suggest that he hails from the Eastern Kingdom of Mikado.” Primrose reported. “Shall we begin the interrogation?”

Funny, I must’ve missed the chapter in Octopath Traveler where the gang interrogates someone using Jack Bauer-style techniques.

“Yes, I wanna find out what those hoity-toity samurai are planning, and this idiot is our ticket to the truth.” Tressa ordered, as Primrose got her radio transceiver and ordered that the prisoner get escorted to the room this instant. A minute later, both Olberic and H’aanit escorted the prisoner to the room, tying him onto the chair and removing the bag over his head.

“Hmph…you Unclean Ones need to learn on how to treat your superiors.” Navarre snorted in an attempt to look brave, eying up Tressa as she gestured at the new comers to study her interrogation techniques.

Oh, hi Navarre, here to harass more smol girls?

“Silence whelp!” Tressa barked at the older man, slapping him harshly. “You will tell us everything you know about Merkabah’s next plan, and you will do so now!”

“I-I-I-I-I don’t k-k-know anything!!” Navarre started panicking, now frightened out of his wits mind. “And even if I did, I wouldn’t tell some filthy vermin like you.”

“I see we’re gonna have to do this the hard way…” Tressa sighed in annoyance, gesturing for Big Smoke to loan her his lit cigar. Tressa got Olberic to force Navarre’s left eye open and she carefully waltzed over to the prisoner, the super villains watching her every step with bated breath. The young merchant pressed the lit end of the cigar against Navarre’s bare eyeball, causing the man to let out an inhumane scream of pain as the repugnant scent of sizzling eye flesh slowly filled the room in a wretched odor.

“Woah, that’s definitely going in my book.” Black Mask commented in awe, taking out a small notebook and jotting a few lines down.

Piss off! You already used that particular torture back in Arkham Origins; stop having your Villain Sue impress the supervillains with shit they already practice. What’s next, is she going to give Mr. Freeze her book of ice-related puns?!

Tressa pulled the cigar away and handed it back to Big Smoke, as Navarre closed his wounded eye in a futile attempt to protect it; everyone knew that it was permanently damaged.

“You see what happens when you annoy me, that happens.” Tressa bluntly told the weeping samurai, who had soiled himself at this point. “Now unless you want me to do the same to your other eye, I suggest you start talking, now.”

“I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I don’t, know anything, I swear!” Navarre insisted. “P-P-Please have mercy on me! I-I’m just a humble baker. Yeah, that’s it.”

“For a baker, you sure love dressing up like a samurai.” Big Smoke retorted, eyeing up the cowardly ponce with contempt. “Shall I loan you my cigar again?”

“No, I’ve got a better idea.” Tressa knocked back the offer, gesturing for H’aanit to hoist Navarre’s right leg in the air, as Olberic readied his Warhammer and raised in into the air. He swung it down cleanly, shattering the kneecap into lots of little pieces, as the prisoner let out another blood-curdling bellow as blood oozed profusely out of the massive wound.

Seems that the author wanted to crank the edge-dial up a bit, because there’s no other purpose for this torture scene, asides from last-minute bashing.

“Last. Chance. What do you now?!” Tressa demanded, eying up the wounded prisoner. She was sick and tired of this pointless charade and hoped to get something out of this buffoon.

“Alright, alright. I’ll tell you what I know; Merkabah’s planning on having the Crusaders lead an assault on Tsukiji Kongangi sometime next month. My brother’s the head of the Crusaders; he was blessed with a powerful deck that managed to defeat Flamvell Dilly. That’s all I know, I swear!” Navarre blabbed, as Tressa took in the information she had just heard.

A deck that, need I remind you, he utilized so poorly that he resorted to cheating.

“Thank you, was that so hard?” She asked, leaning in towards him, before turning to Big Smoke. “Take this waste of carbon and put a bullet in his brain.”

“W-Wait! I-I told you what you wanted; p-please let me live!” Navarre pleaded for mercy as Big Smoke untied him and held an iron-tight grip on the back of his collar.

“Sorry, can’t run the risk of you flapping your gums to our enemies about our plans. As the old saying goes, you’ve outlived your usefulness.” Tressa smiled sweetly, with Big Smoke dragging the screaming samurai away. The young girl then turned to the supervillains, who were all impressed with her interrogation techniques. “Now then, I take it you know what to do.”

“We do; however, you’ll have to wait around a week or so, Two-Face is planning his wedding and he wants it to go perfectly as planned.” Shiva informed her new boss.

Ah yes, I forgot that he was getting married to his daki—HAHAHAHAHAHA! What on earth did the author smoke to think that was a good idea?!

“Alright then, you’ll get your week. Hopefully you’ve thought up of a strategy by the time the honeymoon is over.” Tressa winked at them, as the supervillains took their leave to get the wedding preparations ready.

MS Loyalist Army outpost: Sapporo

Astolfo and his group were ordered to meet up with another one of Nikita’s Special Operations squads upon waking up this morning. As the matter was rather urgent, they would be brief about the details inquiring the meeting when they arrive there. Upon arriving at the base, they were surprised to four people casually sitting down at a small table in the room by the lobby, leading the group to believe that these were the people they’ll be working with for this mission.

“Ah, you must be the people that Perche worked with during the Osaka Defense Maneuver.” A rugged yet handsome man commented, his outfit consisting of a pair of cargo shorts and a white t-shirt with a sand-coloured jacket over it. “The name’s Marco, and the lovely people beside me are my crew; Tarma, Eri and Fio.”

I’m not surprised that the original amigos of Metal Slug would side with the Loyalists. What did surprise me was that it took 30 chapters to introduce these goobers, considering how vital the Loyalists are to the plot.

“It’s an honor to meet esteemed war heroes such as yourself.” Micaiah bowed respectfully, with the others following suit.

“Well I don’t know about the war hero part, but I’ll take the compliment anyway.” Tarma chuckled, resting his hands behind his head. “To this day I still can’t believe General Morden will willingly join forces with us to defeat the waifu army.”

He may be a megalomaniacal military dictator, but at least he hates crappy gacha games filled to the brim with oversexualised women.

“It was quite the surprise; my first thoughts were that it was a carefully orchestrated trap that he planned. But when I learnt about the damage the waifu army had caused, the dark nature of how they generated their profits, and the deal they made with this Divine Powers, I realised the magnitude of the situation.” Eri stated. “To think that Amber would do such unspeakable things behind our back…”

“Wait, that scoundrel worked alongside you?” Roland pressed the commandos, narrowing his eyes.

“Yeah, Amber was one of our best agents. She didn’t crack under pressure and foiled several of Morden’s twisted schemes. Though she was a lone wolf most of the time, she was never openly hostile to her allies.” Fio recalled fond memories of her former teammate, before sighing sadly to herself. “Then that blasted survey came around and the cracks started to show. Amber saw the potential profits in maximising on the waifus in Metal Slug Attack and began concocting a scheme alongside Alma and Elysion to generate more profit at the cost of quality. They began churning out cheap knock-offs that added nothing to the MS lore, while excluding the war machines that won the hearts of our fans. Several of our comrades from all sides protested this shift in direction and were murdered for getting in their way.”

Only for another survey to come around, causing SNK to add more male/war machine units in the game since the playerbase wanted more of those. What I find odd about this whole MSA civil war crap is that whole lore argument the “loyalist” side proclaim. Exactly how are they able to determine which characters contribute to the lore, and which ones don’t. This coupled with the general attitude from both sides leaves me to believe that ‘lore = amount of skin showing.’

“No need to worry miss, I shall punish them for their crimes!” Roland boldly declared, standing on his chair and striking a dramatic pose.

“Hahaha, this kid’s got style!” Tarma flashed a toothy grin.

“We appreciate the enthusiasm, though I wonder why you’re so pumped up about defeating them.” Eri replied, a look of genuine curiosity on her battle-hardened face.

“Bottomline, those assholes tried to ruin Roland’s private date with Serra a while ago. Right before the Osaka Defense Maneuver, which helped him blow some steam.” Blair answered.

Oh right, I forgot all about that. Look Roland, I’m pretty sure Serra’s over that by now, so there’s no need to cling onto it like a desperate virgin looking to get laid.

“Which reminds me, what’s our mission today?”

“HMT has escaped the maximum penitentiary that she was imprisoned in and has formed a quick battalion to cause chaos in the city. Your objective it to put a stop to her, be it via capturing her, or neutralising her.” Marco informed them, placing several documents on the table for them to read.

“Any military hardware we should watch out for?” Sothe inquired.

“Negative. The waifu army doesn’t have any military hardware to look out for, which puts the odds in our favour.” Fio answered, a bright smile on her face. “They put all their eggs in their waifu basket, not realising it makes them sitting ducks to our strategies.”

Yet these waifus are able to destroy armour-plated tanks with nothing but a pair of pistols, and a katana. Don’t look at me like that; that’s how balancing works in the game.

“Well I guess that’s karma for their ignorance.” Boudica chuckled lightly. “At the very least I get to use my sword; I’m not one for slinging a massive rifle around everywhere.”

“It’s an acquired taste.” Tarma replied. “I’m more of a shotgun guy myself, but everyone has their preferred weapons. That aside, will HMT be getting outside support?”

“I highly doubt that; they’ve failed the Divine Powers one too many times and are considered to have been abandoned.” Micaiah answered. “I’m sure they’ll wrestle up some more lieutenants to replace them within a week or so.”

Funny you say that, considering that as of Chapter 41, the Waifu Army are still allied with the Divine Powers. Must be a delayed abandonment or something.

“That reminds me, you never told us what the Divine Powers are.” Marco interjected.

“Our apologies.” Astolfo replied, as he cleared his throat to begin his summary. “The Divine Powers are a group of all-powerful deities that hate fangames, so they rallied together under the leadership of Krishna and began attacking innocent civilians. Their goal is to create a new universe by feeding people to that giant snake of theirs.”

You mean to tell me that Nikita, their superior, never told them just who the Divine Powers were, forcing us to sit through ANOTHER hamfisted explanation courtesy of Astolfo? Fuck off, Junpei!

“Oh yeah, I remember hearing about that during that speech of theirs. Kinda wild when you think about it.” Fio replied.

“Wild as it may be, it’ll be bad news if they go through with their goal.” Micaiah chimed in. “Which is why we’re fighting them to begin with; sure this universe isn’t perfect, but it’ll be a lot better than whatever ideal universe they plan on making.”

“Agreed, but we can’t dilly-dally here. We’ve got some criminals to apprehend!” Marco boldly declared, referring to the MS waifu agents. “Come on then, we’ve got some preparations to do.”

Sapporo: A few hours later

The heroes were scouting out an area of the city where HMT and her army were reported to be skulking. A quick scan of the area proved fruitful, as they saw dozens of nerdlings scour the streets for dropped change in a desperate attempt to buy the next waifu.

I’m sure that picking up loose change is a far more efficient use of your time than, you know, getting a job.

“Look at them, acting like a pack of vultures for mere pocket change. It’s kinda pitiful to watch.” Astolfo whispered, watching the enemy.

“Once we defeat those awful waifus, there won’t be anymore victims of their vicious moneygrubbing schemes.” Chevalier commented, his voice filled with determination.

“Alright then, when I count to three, we ambush them.” Marco whispered his orders to the group. “One, two, three!”

The heroes lunged out of the building they were hiding in, startling the nearby nerdlings. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t the Loyalist army, I’m surprised you fossils haven’t died of old age.” A nerdling sneered at them.

An accurate depiction of the arguments between both sides of the MSA controversy.

“Cut the crap! We’re here to stop whatever twisted plan HMT has in store.” Sothe declared, pointing his dagger at the hostiles. “And once she’s dealt with, the rest of your leaders are next.”

“GWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! You really think that you can defeat us, the true Metal Slug fans?!” Another nerdling chortled at them, as he eyed up the women in the group. “Heheheheh, can’t wait to add your women to my waifu collection…”

I don’t think you can pull Micaiah from the Unit Crank. Trust me, I tried.

“Sorry, not interested.” Boudica quipped, unsheathing her sword and pointed it at the creepy thugs. “We can do this one of two ways; you lot can go home and never bother us again, or I will paint the streets with your blood. Either option is fine with me.”

It was then that the head nerdling started laughing as he made his way up to the heroes. “Ah yes, that’s what were looking for. Strong waifus that look smoking hot; you’ll be a most excellent addition to my collection. And if you disagree, well then we’ll create a knock-off of you that’s a lot more complicit.” He sneered, his dirty teeth on full display.

They’re not wrong about SNK creating a knock-off, that’s for sure.

“Ok first of all, have you ever seen a toothbrush in your life? And secondly, we will not let you get away with whatever twisted scheme you’re planning!” Astolfo declared, scaring the nerdlings into unholstering their weapons. “Well looks like we know how it’s going to go down today; good thing too, I need the exercise.”

The nerdlings let out a nasally battle cry as they charged at the heroes, who weren’t fazed at all by the pitiful display of strength.

Why must every enemy mob go for the poorly planned out bumrush, leaving them vulnerable to anyone with a functioning brain?

Marco and his allies quickly hid behind cover and fired their pistols at the nerds, scoring a few kills rather easily. Meanwhile, Micaiah had charged up her tome and fired a ball of light at the nerds, obliterating several of them in an instant, with Sothe throwing a few throwing knives at the stragglers to finish them off. This had angered the nerdlings as they realized that they weren’t so strong after all.

“Grrr! We’ll teach you to mess with us. Charge!” the head nerdlings declared, as the enemy quickly regrouped and made a beeline towards the heroes once more. Fio had gotten her rocket launcher out and fired it at the enemy, blowing several nerds up as bits of flesh and bone flew through the air and landed allover the area. The nerdlings made a mad dash for Astolfo and Chevalier, who drew their swords and began smiting the nerdlings with ease. Soon enough, Boudica chipped in to even the odds and slew her fair share of nerdlings, who had refused to consider any other strategy than charging at the enemy.

At least we know where that Batman wannabe from the previous chapter got his fighting skills from.

Meanwhile, Eri had finished charging up her laser rifle and took aim at the hostile nerds, as she fired a hot beam of energy at them, causing the nerds to scream in agony as they were soon turned to ashes. The few remaining nerdlings crowded together and attempted one last charge at the enemy, hoping to break their defense once and for all. However their efforts were rendered null as Marco had brought out his machine gun and mowed them down into a fine paste of nerd meat.

“Ha! How’d ya like that?!” Tarma taunted the fallen nerds, as the ground began to quake under their feet. The group of heroes turned around and saw HMT storm onto the scene as she was riding on a very large tank, glaring evilly at them.

Well which one? There’s dozens of them from various installments of the Metal Slug franchise, and I don’t have the time to play guessing games with you.

“I should’ve known you soy-infused assholes would try and stop me.” HMT hissed angrily at them. “How dare you defeat my disposable army of nerdlings.”

“And why do you care? You just said yourself that they’re disposable, so by my logic, you should be thanking us, not that we want any thanks from a despicable cretin like you.” Blair retorted boldly.

“Hah! You think I’m scared of a shrimp like you; you’re shorter than that midget I just ran over.” HMT sneered evilly.

Fuck me, that was actually funny. Much better than those grade-school insults you used back in Chapter 20.

“That said, how’d you like my tank? I had a hunch you soy-addicts would start slobbering over my tank, and it seems I was right on the money.”

“Sorry, but I’ll pass on that offer. As a top mechanic I can tell by just looking at it that your tank is unstable. Not only is the armor plating crooked and inconsistent, but the treads aren’t even the same brand and size. Then again, it’s not like I expected my from a militaristic group that loathes the idea of using military hardware.” Tarma retorted, as a look of anger appeared on HMT’s face.

“Grrrrrrr, I’ll end you, Children of the Soy!” HMT screeched, hopping into her tanks and started revving the engine.

While I do find the whole ‘soy’ insult to be overused in this day and age, I love that variation she just used, if only for how hilarious it is. Fuck me, this author's on a roll when it comes to this chapter’s comedy. A vast improvement over that edgefest earlier on.

A few minutes later, the tank slowly barreled towards the heroes, who all dodged the incoming vehicle easily, as it soon broke down in the middle of the street. Marco and his allies took this opportunity to fire at the tank with everything they had, as it soon caught on fire, with HMT barely managing to crawl out of it before it exploded. She then attempted to run for it, only for Roland to snatch a pistol one of the nerdlings had, and fired a few rounds into her back, causing HMT to gasp in pain before collapsing onto the ground.

How anti-climactic…

The victorious heroes walked up to the dying woman, who glared at them viciously. “Gah! I-Is this revenge for making fun of your girlfriend?!” She hissed at Roland.

“Well you could say that.” Roland smiled, shrugging his shoulders. “But it’s also punishment for all the sins you’ve committed. Brainwashing kids, ripping off unsuspecting players, plagiarizing off of other peoples work, you lot will get what’s coming to you sooner or later.”

“Graaahhhhhh…Grrraaaaaahhhh…GRAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!” HMT screeched in a raw fury, before she lost her grip on this world and died.

I would too if I had just turned into a howler monkey upon getting shot in the back.

“Well that’s one of the Waifu Leaders taken care of. Mission accomplished everyone!” Marco exclaimed, as he proceeded to report the success to Nikita.

“As much as we want to chat with you a little longer, we’ve got some important business back at base.” Astolfo informed the commandos, as his PDA received a message.

“That’s perfectly understandable; wouldn’t want to keep you from your duties.” Eri replied. “It was nice meeting you all today, we’ll see you whenever our bosses are planning another strategy to take out our foes.”

“Yeah, it was nice meeting you as well. See you all next time!” Chevalier farewelled the commandos, as both parties went their separate ways.

Well this battle was a whole load of nothing. All it amounted to was a shitty shooting gallery topped off with a malfunctioning tank. But we all know why the author rushed this part of the fic…

Pokémon Fangame Headquarters: 11:00

It was late at night by the time Astolfo and his group had returned home from their mission in Sapporo, as they all split up to do their separate thing. Roland decided to take a nap on the couch, and was about to doze off when someone playfully poked the back of his head, jolting the man out of his slumber.

“Hiya, Roly!” Julia smiled at him, as the young man turned around to face her. “Heard your mission today went off with a bang!”

“Yeah, Marco and his crew blew up a tank. It was quite…exhilarating.” Roland replied.

“I see you’re a man of culture as well, which officially makes us boom-buddies!” Julia cheered, jumping on the spot. “Which reminds me, you’ve got more practice to do tonight.”

Yeah, practice. As if I needed any more proof that this is just the author fucking one of his pillows.

“Alright then.” Roland said, hopping off the couch and following Julia into her little office, where the Virtual Reality Simulator was set up. “So, err, who will I be practicing on this time?”

“While I was setting up for tonight and was drinking my inspirational coffee, I had a brilliant idea. Since you’re trying to impress Serra, and she’s a mother, I figured it’ll be best if you tried practicing on a mother tonight!” Julia chimed, clicking away on her keyboard.

“Interesting.” Roland commented, as he undressed himself and laid back on the chair. “So I take it that I’ll be practicing on Ame tonight?”

“Nope, the simulation for tonight will feature Ms. Rosetta. You remember her, right?” Julia inquired.

O-Oh. Not who I was expecting to get piped tonight, but as long as it isn’t Scarlett, I can live with it.

“Yeah, isn’t she Richard’s mom? I have to say, she’s quite the cutie.” Roland replied, inserting his member into the plastic joystick.

“Indeed, which is why I’m expecting you to bring your A-game tonight!” Julia smiled, as she placed the goggles over Roland’s face and booted up the simulation.

Since this is a Virtual Reality Simulation, this next scene will be read from Roland’s perspective. I hope you enjoy what’s coming up; remember if you don’t like it, you’re free to skip it.

I had gone backstage to pay Rosetta a visit, in order to congratulate her on another amazing performance. Since the both of us were very good friends, she had given me a backstage pass to use on the night, a rather prestigious honor if I say so myself.

On top of more self-insertion bullshit, nothing says shameless like using the ‘backstage idol fuckfest’ cliché.

I knocked on the door to her dressing room and waited for a response. A voice called out from behind the door, inviting me to enter, which I did. As I closed the door behind me, I caught Rosetta tiding up her luscious hair, as she soon turned around to greet me.

“Oh hi, Roland. It’s nice of you to come check up on me.” Rosetta smiled at me as I took a seat on her couch.

“Hey Rosetta, that was another spectacular performance tonight. The way you took total command of that stage was a sight to behold!” I complimented her performance.

“Thanks, contrary to what some people believe, being an idol is pretty hard work.” Rosetta replied.

I hear you; the shit I hear about what Japanese idols go through is insane.

“So how have things been going with your friends?”

“Yeah, they’re doing just fine. Especially since they keep sweeping me with their powerful decks. Don’t worry, I’ll get them eventually.” I answered, with Rosetta chuckling lightly in response. “So how has Richard been doing these days?”

“He’s doing brilliantly these days. I can’t help but be proud of him for growing up into a fine young man, especially without a father figure…” Rosetta trailed off, before sighing sadly upon recalling the death of her husband, which happened a week before she gave birth to Richard.

How convenient that the object of the author’s lust is available to him, without a husband to worry about.

I decided to do the right thing and comfort her, gently petting her shoulder.

“My condolences, I’m sure he would be proud of his son were he around.” I offered my condolences. “I’m more than happy to lend a hand whenever you of Richard needs it.”

“Thanks, you’ve always been a positive role model for my son.” Rosetta replied, resting her head on my shoulder briefly. “I’d love to stay and chat for longer, but I need some time to myself, so I can relax.”

I was about to obey her request, and get up to leave, when an idea just formed in my mind. “Hey, Rosetta, I’ve got the perfect way to help you relax.”

“With my dick!”

“You do? Tell me more.” She requested, as I leant in towards her ear and whispered into it, as a fierce blush appeared on her face. “O-Oh my, that wasn’t what I expected.”

“You’re free to knock back the offer if you don’t want to do it, I’ll come up with other ways to help you relax.” I replied.

“Don’t misunderstand me, I’m more than happy to spend some time with you. It’s just that it’s been a while since I’ve had some intimate time with a man.” Rosetta answered, as she leant in towards my ear and whispered the next part. “Besides, I’ve always found you to be quite handsome.”

“Hahaha, if anything, I should be saying that you’re the beautiful on in this room.” I chuckled lightly. “So, are you ready for tonight? I’ll promise to be gentle.”

“Oh I’m more than ready.” Rosetta winked at me, as she escorted me to her bedroom adjacent to her dressing room and opened the door.

And to think I expected them to fuck on stage, for the whole world to see. You had a golden opportunity Junpei, and you pissed it away.

Upon closing the door, she dragged me onto the bed, where we began kissing each other passionately, our arms wrapped around each other as our tongues danced in each other’s mouths. I was pleasantly surprised at how much of a good kisser Rosetta was, as her tongue effortlessly dominated mine. And it appeared that she was pleasantly surprised by my kissing skills as well, as she kept gazing at me with a look of lust in her eyes. Eventually we decided to break it off so we can show each other what we’ve got.

Rosetta had finished taking off her luxurious dress and casually placed it over a nearby chair, leaving her in nothing but her pink lace bra, and her pink lace panties. She had an amazing figure, which consisted of a slender torso, a pair of supple breasts that were the perfect size for her body frame, and her lovely legs that suited her plump backside.

I may have said this before to Aya, but you’re lookin’ mighty fine, Rosetta.

Rosetta giggled slightly as she saw my growing boner hidden underneath my boxers, knowing that she was going to be in for a really good time tonight.

I wrapped my arms around her and began kissing her passionately once more, falling back gently on her bed so that she was on top of me. My hands began rubbing her back as I moved them up and down her slender back, as I occasionally squeezed her backside gently, eliciting a lustful giggle from the grand idol.

“Oh my, you’re rather frisky tonight, aren’t you?” Rosetta inquired with a bemused smile.

“I guess you could say that.” I replied, as I lowered my head and began kissing her tender neck, eliciting a moan from the older woman. I then started to slowly lick her neck with my smooth, slimy tongue, before I began kissing on her now moist skin, my hands moving on their own as they unclipped her bra and allowed our chests to rub up against one another. I then lowered my head once more and began to gently suckle on her right nipple, as my right hand began caressing her supple breast, causing Rosetta to moan in pleasure.

While you’re moaning in pleasure, I’d like to remind you that I’m bored out of my mind. Seriously, can’t either of you spice things up with a little BDSM?

“R-Roland!” she gasped, as my free hand began rubbing her tender belly. “P-Please don’t stop!” she begged, and I was more than happy to indulge her desires. My hand proceeded to go down lower, until it had reached her sweet pussy, as I massaged it tenderly with my smooth fingers.

“You want me to go a little faster? Harder?” I inquired.

“N-No, you’re d-doing perfectly so far.” Rosetta managed to get out, as she moaned cutely as a result of my tender rubbing. I did however opt to swap my hands over so that I was suckling and caressing her left breast, while my right hand was rubbing the inside of her moist snatch. Rosetta giggled cutely as my fingers freely explored her soaking wet insides, tenderly rubbing her insides slowly.

Guess what the magic word for this lemon is; you’ve got three chances.

“Oh my, you really like this, don’t you?” I inquired huskily, wrapping her into a hug as I continued to suckle and finger my lover. Slowly but surely, I began to increase the pace of my fingering, which fired up her motor bigtime. Rosetta leant in towards my neck and began kissing it tenderly, wrapping her arms around me as she began stroking my smooth, silky hair. A few minutes later, Rosetta yelped in pleasure as she buried her face into my chest, her scented fragrance coating my fingers as she came hard.

“My goodness…that was phenomenal. Perhaps I should return the favor…” Rosetta purred into my ear, gesturing me to lay down on the bed as she lowered my boxers, and was surprised to see how big my member was. “What a charming little fellow you have here. I’m sure he wouldn’t say no to a limited-time performance from yours truly.”

She then began to slowly stroke my throbbing cock, the heat from her hand sending shivers of pleasure down my spine. Most, if not all her fans would kill to be in my spot right now, but that was a topic for another time.

No need to hold back, I wanna know the intricacies of her horny fanbase.

I was at a loss as to how she was able to stroke my meaty pickle with such expertise and grace, her smooth hand gliding up and down my pulsating shaft effortlessly. Rosetta then proceeded to use her free hand to gently cup my balls, her tender fingers tickling them ruthlessly, as I giggled in response to the sensual assault.

“Yes…” I hissed in pleasure through gritted teeth, gripping the sides of the bed tightly. “That’s the stuff!”

“Well if you liked that, then I’m sure you’ll like this next part.” Rosetta smiled at me, lowering her head and started licking my cockhead, as I gasped rather sharply in response. Her tender tongue had a mind of its own, sliding up and down my cock in perfect unison with her hand. If there was a way to describe heaven, I’m sure I was there right now. Rosetta soon moved on from just licking my cock, and began sucking on it slowly and methodically, her hand and tongue stimulating me even further.

“Ah! So good!” I cried out in pleasure, my body in a harmonic ecstasy over the gratification I was receiving from my lover. My moistened cock was loving its new home, as it was tenderly brushing up against Rosetta’s talented tongue. Yet despite the amazing feeling that was coursing through my body, I wasn’t ready to cum yet, something which she noticed as well.

I see, you wish to save yourself for the more…fetishy kinks. Well knock yourself out; this is your wet dream after all.

“Hmmmmmm, perhaps I have to try something different to finish you off…” Rosetta pondered, taking my cock out of her mouth as an idea formed in her mind. “I’ve got it!” she chimed, as she wrapped her big breasts around my member and began rubbing them up and down, causing me to moan blissfully as a new, more sophisticated wave of pleasure coursed through my body.

“Oh my…” was all I could say as my little buddy was having the time of its life snuggled up against my lovers breasts. Since the tip of my twizzler was poking out from between her breasts, Rosetta decided to resume her oral gratification and began licking and sucking on my head, sending shivers down my spine once more. ‘This was it!’ I thought to myself, upon realizing that this was the combo I desperately needed so that I could release my sweet love.

You already made me chuckle twice in this fic, no need to make it a third time.

I began running my fingers through her spectacular hair, as I caught the lust-filled look in her eyes and deduced that she was allured by the smell of my intoxicating musk. Eventually, my body was struggling to control its urges as a result of Rosetta’s breastplay/oral gratification, as I tapped her head lightly, indicating that I was on the edge. She had just managed to get my cock out of her mouth, as I moaned loudly and showered her face and breasts with my sweet beef stock. To be brutally honest, the sight of Rosetta’s flawless, beautiful face covered in my cream had awakened a primal lust in me that wanted to fuck her ruthlessly until the cows came home, but the more rational side overcame it and figured that she deserved a nice treat for that amazing experience.

“Allow me to repay the favor…” I purred seductively in her ear, as I laid her down on the bed and lowered her wet panties, as I proceeded to tenderly kiss her tantalizing pussy, eliciting a giggle from the young woman. The scent of her aroma was enticing, as if she had wanted me to orally gratify her most tender area, a request I was more than happy to fulfill. I continued kissing her fleshy flower, my lips brushing up against her aroused clit. Rosetta moaned lightly, however I can tell that she wanted something a little more fulfilling, so I opted to lick her pussy slowly, as to maximize the pleasure she would receive. And based from the surprised yelp she just let out, I know she likes it a whole lot.

The author must be jerking off at the speed of light by now.

“O-Oh my!” She gasped in pleasure, her body thoroughly enjoying the sensual ravishing I was giving her. I was enjoying the taste of her heavenly juices, as they flowed so smoothly onto my begging tongue. My slippery tongue continued probing Rosetta’s insides, as my fingers started to rub her smooth yet tender clit, its moistness indicating her arousal. I decided to pick up the pace a little bit, in an attempt to find her sweet spot and go to town on it. Naturally, she was pleasantly surprised by the change in speed and started petting my head as a token of appreciation.

I continued my oral massage of her tantalizing flower, making sure not to miss a single drop of her juices as I had become addicted to the irresistibly sweet honey she was oozing from her wet snatch. From the way he legs were shivering slightly, I knew that she was reaching her limits, which encouraged me to finish the job. My licking picked up its pace once more, as my tongue had brushed up against her most sensitive area, causing Rosetta to yelp loudly as she came, coating my face in her scented oil.

And since you’re covered in her cum, that must mean that she’s gonna fuck you until the cows come home.

I withdrew my tongue to lap up the sweet juices, as she shifted her body and got on her hands and knees.

“Care to partake in the grand finale with me?” She purred seductively, gently swaying her plump backside. Almost immediately, I got up onto my knees and rubbed the tip of my meat pipe against her moist lips, before sliding it into her begging snatch, causing Rosetta to sigh blissfully as I began thrusting slowly, her tight walls ensnaring my veiny cock. My hands gripped her backside gently, as I gently smacked her to add a little spice to our special night together.

Oh, now you decide to spice it up, in the most banal way possible.

“Oh my, I guess someone’s all fired up.” Rosetta giggled in response to my gently spanking, her lovely body enjoying the sensation of my cock rubbing up against her vaginal walls. My hands slowly shifted from her backside to her hips, enabling me to balance myself as I continued thrusting into her. I leant in towards her and began kissing her cheek tenderly, as she turned her head slightly so that we can kiss each other on the lips. I then decided to pick up the pace, thrusting slightly faster into my lover so I can stimulate her even further. “P-Please, don’t stop now!” She begged me, in a tone that sent shivers of arousal down my spine.

“As you wish…” I purred, continuing to thrust into her silky pussy, my cock snuggling up inside her tight crevice. I then noticed thin trails of precum oozing out of Rosetta’s vagina, a clear sign that she was on the verge of cumming big time. And she wasn’t the only one; I was on the verge as well. I decided to ignore my own needs and focus on making her feel special, so I lowered my pace a bit and focused on rubbing all of her sensitive areas so that she can bet the spontaneous burst of pleasure that she deserves. My ingenious strategy had been successful as Rosetta let out a blissful yelp as she was rocked by her orgasm, her glue coating my still hard member as I pulled out of her.

You slowed down so that she can cum first. Truly, you are a genius that makes Einstein look like a complete fool.

“Y-You’re not done yet…?” She panted in exhaustion, noticing my rock-hard cock.

“Yeah, I was about to, but I decided on letting you finish first, since you needed the relaxation.” I admitted, scratching the back of my head.

“Aw, I’m touched that you put my needs over yours.” Rosetta smiled at me. “However, we’ve got to finish you off, and I have the perfect idea. Mind sitting up by the wall?” She continued, pointing to the head of the bed as it was by the wall. I opted to do so, with Rosetta sitting on my lap and began rubbing her plump backside against my member, causing me to gasp in pleasure.

ConcernedGamer was right; these lemons really are nothing more that the authors shameless, fetish kink-parade.

“Ahhhhhh, s-so good!” I cried out, as I cupped her breasts and began playing with them gently as Rosetta and I began kissing each other once more. The sensation of her backside rubbing up against my cock was one of the most phenomenal things I have ever felt in my life; very few things could beat that feeling. My hands continued to cup her breasts, as I began tweaking her tender nipples to add to the pleasure I was giving her. Rosetta could feel my member quivering, and knew that I was on the verge of cumming, so she started grinding even harder than before, smothering my member with her firm ass. “I-I can’t hold it any more!” I cried out, as I came hard with what could only be described as the best orgasm of my life, coating Rosetta’s smooth back with my baby gravy.

Ok, you blew your load Junpei. Can you give the whole lemon thing a break now? I’m getting tired of sitting through your personal fantasies.

“Well I’d say that was the most relaxing experience I’ve had in quite some time…” Rosetta commented, hopping off of my lap as she proceeded to tuck herself into her bed. “You were absolutely amazing, so amazing that words could barely describe your sexual prowess.”

“Thanks, you were phenomenal as well.” I replied, with Rosetta gesturing me to tuck myself under her bedsheets. I proceeded to do so, with the both of us cuddling up to each other in a warm embrace, as we soon drifted off into a most peaceful sleep.

The Virtual Reality Simulation/lemon is over

Well what an amazing way to end Chapter 30. I won’t spoil much for the next chapter, but it will feature Batman’s rogue’s gallery, so you know you’re in for a treat. Catch you later!

Thank fuck that’s over; this chapter was a whole load of nothing. The Batman shit was short and stupid, the Metal Slug shit was drawn out and boring, and this chapter honestly felt half-hearted, except for of course, the lemon. Hopefully the author can churn out something less shitty now that his urges have been sated.

Oh and he forgot to add Marco and his gang to their designated list, because why not at this point?


Astolfo’s group:
Astolfo
Roland
Chevalier D’eon
Boudica
Blair Flannigan
Micaiah
Sothe
Jack Frost

Dawn Brigade:
Micaiah
Sothe
Nolan
Edward
Leonardo
Laura
Aran
Ilyana
Meg
Pelleas (not an actual member, but is a close associate of them)

Pokemon Fangame Community/Starlight Studios:
Ame (W.I.A)
Cain
Aya (Pearl Hairpin reclaimed)
Hardy (Reborn)
Titania
Amaria (Sapphire Bracelet stolen)
Julia
Alice
Charlotte (Diamond Earring stolen)
Laura (Not associated with the Fire Emblem Laura)
Saphira
Luna (Emerald Brooch stolen)
Serra
Bennett
Adrienn
Anna/Nostra (Amethyst Pendant stolen)
Noel/Nomos
Radomus
Corey
Heather (Ruby Ring stolen)
Shelly
Dr. Connal
Melia
Venam
Saki
Amber
Aelita
Nim
Erin
Crescent
Maria/Mariannette
Valerie
Scarlett
Shiv
Aurora
Garret
Richard
Rosetta
Hardy (Desolation) (K.I.A)
Amelia
Nora

The MS Loyalist Army:
General Nikita
Perche
Ami
Ulala

Allies:
Sanaki
Sephrian
Oliver
Clover
Light
Akame
Kurome
Fujiwara
Skins

The Forces of Heaven:
Merkabah/Jonathan
Gaston

The Forces of Hell:
Lucifer/Walter

Plasma Tech:
Ghetsis Harmonia
N/Natural Harmonia Gropius
Anthea
Concordia

The Divine Powers:
Krishna
Odin
Maitreya
Shesha
Damien (Defected from fangame community)
Tressa Colzione/The Matriarch
Ophilia Clement
Cyrus Albright
Olberic Eisenberg
Primrose Azelhart
Alfyn Greengrass
Therion
H’aanit
Dagda (?)
Zhong Kui
Medusa (Defeated)
Loki
Quetzalcoatl
Seth
Baal
Missy (Defeated)
Harold (Defeated)
Bandit Keith (Defeated)
Flamvell Dilly (Defeated)
Maximillion Pegasus
Varis
Specter
Lekain (K.I.A)
Hetzel (K.I.A)
Valtome (K.I.A)
Numida (K.I.A)
Jarod (K.I.A)
Tayama
The Joker
Harley Quinn
The Riddler
Two-Face
Bane
Mr. Freeze
The Penguin
Mr. Zsasz
Clayface
Killer Croc
Deathstroke
Deadshot
Firefly
The Electrocutioner
Shiva
Maxie Zeus
The Mad Hatter
The Ratcatcher
Hush
Scarface
The Ventriloquist
Killer Moth
Scarecrow
Black Mask
Prometheus
The Great White Shark
The Calendar Man
Ra’s al Ghul
Talia al Ghul
Poison Ivy
Professor Strange
General Wolfgang (K.I.A)
Big Smoke
Ryder
Niko Bellic
Roman Bellic
Johnny Klebitz
Mario (CEO of Nintendo)
Gentarou Hongou
Nagisa Nijisaki
Teruaki Kubota
Kagechika Musashidou
Dio (Zero Escape: VLR)
Senator Armstrong
Admiral Greyfield
Caesar (Ride to Hell)
Yasuke Matsuda
Yuuto Akimaya

The Traitors:
Jaern
Zenith
Professor Maple
Lin
Sirius
Blake (P.O.W)
Cal (P.O.W)
Fern
Madame X
Nastasia
Madelis
Neved
Geara
Ren
Professor Larkspur
Rick (K.I.A)
Professor Gobline
Radius (K.I.A)
Redi
Sam (K.I.A)
Elia (K.I.A)
Lavius
Lavia
Baron
Connor
Texan (K.I.A)

The Waifu Army:
Elysion
Alma
Amber
Izabella
Aisha
HMT (K.I.A)
Beecham (K.I.A)
Aswang (K.I.A)
Agalia (K.I.A)
Arsinoe (K.I.A)
Halle (K.I.A)
Mahiru (K.I.A)
Chunyan (K.I.A)
Molly (K.I.A)
Ichima (K.I.A)
Louise (K.I.A)
Gisee (K.I.A)
Emma (K.I.A)
Franke (K.I.A)
Teresa (K.I.A)
Jesus man what is up with you and all of those waifus! Are you secretly the "Ultimate Pimp"?
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Re: Yugioh: The Divine Conspiracy

Post by GorillaGamer » Thu May 09, 2019 4:08 am

Well after that embarrassing dive into Junpei’s first-person sexual fantasy, it’s time for more of the same, inane shit that he hypes up as if it were ambrosia.

A short introduction for this chapter, as this one will be fairly fluffy and slightly shorter than the previous chapter. Consider it build up for the next chapter, which will be groundbreakingly phenomenal.

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters in this fic. They’re the property of their respective creators.

Note: Any made-up cards/skills will be underlined and will get their effects explained in their introductory chapters.


Chapter 30: Gotham’s call for help

Pokémon Fangame Headquarters: the next morning

Roland had just woken up from his slumber and was feeling more refreshed than usual, the simulation he participated in had given him a surge of energy that he desperately needed. Further boosting his confidence was that Julia gave him stellar marks for his performance back then, telling him that he was on the right track, though he still needed some more practise.

Exactly how are these fuck sessions graded in the first place; does your overall score depend on how many orgasms you give your partner or something?!

The young man had just finished getting dressed and was heading towards the cafeteria to have breakfast, when he noticed that it was a little more packed than usual. He then spotted Serra and went up to her in the hopes of getting an explanation for the situation.

“Morning, Serra.” Roland greeted her, sitting down beside her. “Any reason why the rooms more crowded than usual?”

Another thing, does she know about these sessions? Because that is the recipe for the most awkward break-up I’ve seen in a fanfiction, and I read a story that featured a guy getting dumped after having sex with a Dark Magician Girl hologram.

“Morning, Roland.” Serra smiled back at him. “You arrived just in time. Ame was getting herself some breakfast, when her PDA started going wildly. Turns out those men from the Hunter Association, had requested a four-way meeting via the live-feed. I know that Nikita’s going to be partaking in the meeting, but I’m not sure who the fourth party would be.”

“You think it could be Plasma Tech? We did join forces recently.” Roland guessed, only for Serra to shake her head in response.

How absurd would it be for a game studio to wage war against a bunch of deities—oh, wait…

“I thought that at first, but given the urgency of the situation, I don’t think it’s them.” She replied, as the monitor soon crackled to life, enabling Ame to begin the discussion with her allies. The fangame staff recognised Fujiwara and Nikita, but the bespectacled guy with short, grey hair was a complete mystery to them.

“Sorry for my state of dress, but the news came right out of nowhere.” Ame apologised, recognising that she was still in her nightrobe and pyjamas.

“Given the urgency of the situation, there’s no need to apologise.” Fujiwara replied, as he soon cleared his throat. “Now then, Nikita and I had just received a request from help from Commissioner Gordon of the Gotham City Police Department regarding an urgent situation.” He began, gesturing the commissioner to begin explaining the situation.

Hey there, Gordon. Have you found the real Batman yet?

“Thank you, Mr. Fujiwara. Now then, I would like your assistance in recapturing several inmates who had escaped Arkham Asylum, as intel suggests that they had escaped to Tokyo following their break out.” Commissioner Gordon began. “However, these are no ordinary inmates; they’re some of the most dangerous supervillains that Gotham has ever seen. The Joker, Two-Face, Poison Ivy, the Scarecrow, the list goes on.”

“S-Supervillains?” Ame inquired, confused by what she just heard. “How could they have escaped Arkham Asylum? It’s one of the most fortified facilities in the world.”

“From what the commissioner told me, they worked together to bust out of there, with the Joker orchestrating the escape.” Nikita answered. “Rather strange when you consider that alliances like that usually end in betrayal and bloodshed.”

I hear you. Makes me wonder how the standard prisoners there survive in the first place.

“That’s the thing, these villains have turned on each other in the past to save their hides. However, they were all unified for this escape, under the watchful eye of Tressa Colzione.” Gordon added, before sighing to himself. “I’ve seen my fair share of rogues, but Tressa would have to be the most dangerous of them all. Within 15 minutes she dealt more damage to Batman, physically, psychologically and emotionally than the rest of his rogues gallery did in their entire lives.”

“Tressa’s the one behind their escape?!” Ame gasped, shocked at what she just heard. “Then that means she wishes to utilise their services in order to achieve her goals!”

The sad thing is that she didn’t need to recruit all of them. Tressa would’ve been fine with just Ivy, the Al Ghuls and Mr. Freeze.

“Precisely; the Divine Powers are dangerous enough on their own. But add these supervillains to the mix and they become nigh-invulnerable.” Fujiwara commented. “As much as I want to have the Hunter Association lend their support, they wouldn’t stand a chance against these villains.”

“My army does have top-grade weaponry at our disposal, but these cowards would most likely take hostages in order to protect their sorry asses.” Nikita added.

Yeah, which makes battling them a pain in the ass. Isn’t that right, Deadshot…

“First thing we’ve got to do is gather intelligence and figure out what their precise goal is.” Ame suggested. “These villains must have a clear goal in mind; if we figure it out soon enough, we can stop them in their tracks and apprehend them.”

“That seems to be the best course of action.” Gordon replied. “As we’re speaking, Arkahm is being rebuilt with more security to ensure an incident like this doesn’t happen again. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some work to do.” He concluded, switching his feed off.

“We’ll send you the information that Gordon gave us regarding the escaped villains. You should get it within half an hour, catch you later.” Nikita informed Ame, as she and Fujiwara turned off their own feed, with Ame following suit afterwards.

“Well that’s just lovely, now we’re dealing with some of the worst criminals that the world has ever seen. This just keeps getting better and better…” Titania retorted sarcastically,

Welcome to the club of people who is tired of this shit.

as Sothe soon started chuckling to himself.

“If it’s info you need, I’m the guy for the job.” He smirked confidently. “Anywhere in particular I should start looking?”

“I read the morning newspaper and saw an article detailing the increased gang activity near St. Mary’s Cathedral in the Sekiguchi neighbourhood of Bunkyo.” Luna suggested. “It’ll make sense for a supervillain to seek out the local gangs in order to find additional muscle, hence my recommendation.”

What, are they now recruiting drug-dealing priests to their gang? Why do they need gang members when they’re already part of a gang?

“Alright, I can work with that.” Sothe agreed to the idea.

“Be careful Sothe, these villains sound rather scary.” Astolfo expressed his concern as a mischievous grin appeared on his face. “Do you need another good luck kiss?”

“Hahahaha! I’m good, I still have one left over from the last time.” Sothe chuckled, as he had finished getting prepared. “Well I’m off for the day, I’ll be sure to bring back some useful information.” He called out, dashing out of the cafeteria and into the sprawling metropolis that was Tokyo.

Area near St. Mary’s Cathedral: 90 minutes later.

The young man had set up a small outpost where he can safely scan the area for gang activity, hoping that it’ll provide a good lead to the super villains he was tasked with spying on. The first hour of the investigation was rather boring, as nothing much was happening in the streets below, but that soon changed as he saw a pair of armed thugs that he had never seen before. They were wearing facemasks that had the left side disfigured by some sort of chemical burn, with their uniform reflecting the odd disfigurement. Sothe had recognised this quirk as a recognisable trait for one of the villains he was tracking down, some guy who went by the moniker, Two-Face.

Well you gotta give these guys credit; at least you can tell exactly who they work for.

He decided to pursue the two thugs as they began talking to each other.

“I can’t believe the boss is getting married today; feels like yesterday when I first joined the gang.” One of the thugs reminisced.

“I know, but I’m happy for him. He needs some joy in his life after what he’s been through.” The second thug replied. “On a different topic, am I the only one who finds this who situation a little suspicious? We get ordered to set up shop here, despite having an established powerbase back in Gotham.”

“I hear it has to do with that new ally that the boss is working with, some powerful merchant tycoon or something.” The first thug answered. “What I’m concerned about is the fact that we’re working with, and against the other criminal gangs of Gotham. What kind of competition are we getting ourselves into?”

A competition so dumb that only those who wish for a Darwin Award will partake in it.

“I don’t know, but whatever it is, we’re gonna come out on top. There’s no way in hell I’m losing to Penguin and his boys.” The second thug declared, as they soon arrived at the church. “Woah…this is quite the church. Wonder what strings the boss pulled to get married here.”

“Forget the church, just look at all the attendees! It’s like the boss wants to have a meeting with everyone who has an axe to grind with the Bat-freak.” The first thug replied, eying up the dozens of cars parked in the parking lot.

“Speaking of the devil, did you hear what the boss’s boss did to the Bat-freak? She reduced the guy to a sobbing wreck and revealed his identity to the world. Who would’ve thought that Bruce Wayne spends his parent’s money beating up Average Joes like us?” The second thug inquired.

Eh, there are worse ways to spend your money I guess.

“I heard about that the other day; I only wish I was there to see the spectacle.” The first thug said. “Anyway, we better get to our posts.”

Sothe quickly ducked into a bush as the thugs went their separate ways and did a quick scan of the area. There were around 12-20 thugs guarding and patrolling the area, ensuring that whatever went on in that church wasn’t disturbed by any intruders. After a while, he had found a suitable path that would enable him to sneak into the church without much trouble and dove into another bush to evade an incoming guard. He eyed up an open window and scrambled up the wall and dove through it, landing in what looked like a staircase spiralling up to the bell. Scurrying up the stairs with all the enthusiasm of a small mouse, he made his way up the tower and leapt on a thick, sturdy wooden beam that enabled him access to the main hall.

Oh look, more Assassin’s Creed style architecture designed for intruders to sneak into places.

Sothe was surprised at what he saw; the entirety of Batman’s rogue’s gallery, even the ones who hadn’t joined the Divine Powers were attending the wedding.

Even Boss Biggis? Well color me impressed. That aside, why doesn’t Gordon just initiate a massive sting operation and apprehend all the criminals in one fell swoop?

His gaze locked onto the man near the altar, who he deduced to be Two-Face based on the intel he had been given at today’s meeting. But what surprised him was that the bride was a body pillow in pristine condition, how he managed to get his hands on it while in prison was lost to the young man. As the final few attendees took their seats, the acting priest got his book open and began the ceremony.

“We gather here today, to bear witness the union of Mr. Harvey Dent, and Ms. Haruhi Suzumiya in holy matrimony.” The priest began the ceremony. “May Mr. Dent read out his vows to the young bride.”

Fuck me, the madman’s gonna go through with this. I fear for the safety of my sides.

“Certainly.” Two-Face replied, bringing out a slip of paper from his pocket and unfolded it. “Haruhi, you are the light that has saved me from the never-ending darkness. You comforted me while the guards abused me at Arkham, you gave me a shoulder to cry on every time I recall my incidents regarding the Dark Knight, you even go out of your way to cheer up my day whenever I’m feeling down in the dumps. I will do everything in my power as a lawfully-wedded husband to make you feel like the luckiest girl in the world.”

I don’t think either his Two-Face side, or his Harvey side would spew such driveling nonsense. But I can see his 'The Judge' side saying it…

“How touching.” The priest replied, turning to the body pillow. “And your vows, Ms. Suzumiya?”

“Oh, I’ve got them here. She want’s me to read them out for her.” Two-Face called out, whipping out another slip of paper and began reading it out loud. “Dearest Harvey, when I first laid eyes on you, I knew we were meant for each other. Throughout our time in Arkham together, you protected me from the other inmates, risked your life to get me extra rations, and even went so far as to plan our escape together. I will ensure that we spend the rest of our lives together, till death do us part.” He concluded her speech, which had impressed everyone attending on how dedicated the two lovebirds were.

Having done a bit of research on this chick, it seems that she may or may not have an infatuation on some dude named Kyon. Sorry, Kyon…

“Now is there anybody here who objects to this union?” The priest inquired, with nobody raising their hands in objection. “Then I now pronounce the couple husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”

Everybody cheered the couple as they kissed each other passionately. “I thank you all for attending my wedding ceremony. Now let us discuss our first course of action regarding these games Lady Tressa wants.” Two-Face spoke to the villains, with everyone who wasn’t part of the conspiracy exiting the main hall, sans Sothe who was still spying on the villains.

I’m pretty sure he died of asphyxiation, after laughing his guts out over this sham of a wedding.

“For starters we gotta find out where the buggers are stationed. I got my boys to search the entire city for them, though knowing those idiots, I doubt they’ll find it if it smacked them upside the head.” The Penguin commented.

“Unfortunately, scoping out the city isn’t the easiest thing to do right now, since the city is crawling with those fucks for the Ashura-Kai, or whatever they’re called, they’re glorified wastes of space.” The Great White Shark hissed.

“Look on the plus side, it’ll be easy to take out those chumps and set up shop in Tokyo. A prime opportunity to expand my empire.” Black Mask chuckled ominously in response. “That said, what should we do once we find their base?”

“Hah, we? Did that inferior brain of yours not register what Tressa said? There’s only one prize up for grabs, and I’m sure as hell not sharing it with you mental midgets.” The Riddler replied snidely.

At least they won’t waste it on hiding trophies behind elaborate deaths traps, Riddler.

“That said, a few people are working together to get the prize for themselves. The al Ghuls, Joker and Harley, Scarface and the Ventriloquist, even some of the weaker villains are joining forces. And I guess we can add Two-Face and his wife to the list.”

“Even if there were multiple prizes up for grabs, there’s some people I wouldn’t want to work with. Ivy would kill me on sight since I can’t photosynthesise, Croc would bite my head off, Zsasz is a complete lunatic, which is saying something considering the ragtag group we’ve got here, and the less said about Scarecrow, the better.” Clayface added. “On another topic, have we got an idea on who we’re up against?”

“Kinda; we were given some pamphlets with some details regarding the main leaders of this little fangame alliance. Several of the others are already forming strategies to deal with them; personally, I’m going after that Garret fellow first, I never liked cops.” The Penguin commented, handing the other villains a pamphlet each.

How convenient that they were all handed these info-dump pamphlets; I assume they were the gift to all the wedding guests.

“Ok, so this is who I’m up against. I think I’ll start with—” Black Mask was about to say, when the door slammed open and a chilling aura of fear seeped into the room, as the Scarecrow entered the main hall. A while before the grand escape from Arkham Asylum, Scarecrow had gotten attacked and mauled by an enraged Killer Croc, who had been drugged by Boles as a prank. Scarecrow had opted to use his mutilations and did a bit of surgery on himself to finetune his persona. From the way the villains were reacting, it seems it was rather successful.

Oh, how kind of you to tell us this THREE chapters after the guy was introduced. Thanks, Junpei, you incomprehensible idiot!

“Serra is mine…” was all the Scarecrow replied, eyeing up the Penguin.

“T-The model?” the Penguin stuttered, with Scarecrow gazing at the short man, giving him a look of confirmation. “Can’t say I blame ya’, she’s quite the beauty. But why’d you want her?”

“For a while, all I knew was the fear I gave my patients. When I first laid eyes on her, I felt something…odd. Before I send her into the abyss of never-ending fear and terror, I want to see her, to learn what this…feeling is.” He spoke in an icy tone, sending chills down everyone’s spines.

Great, now we’ve got another obstacle for the author to defeat in order to bang Serra. Because why not at this point?

“Well you best be careful, I think a few of the others are eyeing her off as well.” The Penguin warned his ‘teammate’, as one of his thugs stormed into the church, a concerned expression on his face.

“B-Boss! We’ve got trouble!” The thug cried out.

“Can’t I take a piss without you yobbos fucking things up for once?!” the Penguin sighed in annoyance, turning to the cowering thug. “Well spit it out!”

“I-It’s the Ashura-Kai! They started attacking our convoy for no reason; several of our crew are dead!” The thug explained the situation.

“Hmph! Those imbeciles obviously don’t know about our allegiance to Lady Tressa. At the very least we can go open season on them now; we can just claim retaliation for this offense.” The Riddler smirked, his keen logic shining through.

I’m sure it took all your braincells just to figure that out.

“And I was just talking about expanding my empire!” Black Mask chuckled, patting the young thug on the thug, as he soon noticed the strange look on Scarecrow’s face. “I-Is something troubling you?”

“Tell me…do any of you fear someone eavesdropping on you?” the Scarecrow inquired, eying up the other criminals. “Do you fear your secrets, your plans getting revealed to the public?”

“Why do you ask…?” the Great White Shark inquired, before noticing that Scarecrow was gazing up at the ceiling; the criminals followed his gaze and soon noticed Sothe lying on the beam. The young rogue was surprised; how on earth was he discovered so quickly?

Honestly, with all the people here, I’m surprised it took this long.

“Well if it isn’t a dirty little rat; it doesn’t look like one of Ratcatcher’s children, that’s for sure.” The sharklike man hissed, baring his sharp teeth.

“And so, the little rat’s fear has been found out; he fears getting discovered deep in enemy territory. No way to escape, no allies to bail him out. His remaining moments in this world are numbered.” The Scarecrow commented, as several other villains entered the hall to see what the commotion was about.

“Well it looks like I have an uninvited guest…shall I let the coin decide his fate?” Two-Face inquired, bringing out his coin and flipping it, as all eyes were on the small dollar. The disfigured man palmed the coin and placed it over his other hand, revealing it to be scarred-side up. “The coin has—w-where’d he go?!” Two-Face stammered, upon realising that Sothe had flew the coop.

Oh, for fucks sake! Are you telling me that out of 200+ people, not a single one kept their eyes on him?! Even more so, they would’ve seen him flee the area if they were looking up at the ceiling. Why must the villains always be written as incomprehensible morons?!

“He can’t be far, search the entire area!” Clayface called out, with half the villains searching inside the church as all the others opted to search outside the building, but to no avail as the young man had already escaped and was making his way back to the fangame headquarters.

0000

Sothe had burst into the large lobby, attracting the attention of Micaiah, Luna and Alice, who were relieved that he managed to make it back from the mission alive.

“Sothe! I’m so glad you’re ok!” Micaiah smiled, embracing her lover in a warm hug, with the young man returning it. “Did you find out anything useful?”

“I wasn’t able to get much since I was spotted by that really freaky dude, Scarecrow, I think his name was. But what I did get should help us out a bit.” Sothe answered.

“I see…what were you able to discover?” Luna inquired, raising a hand to her chin.

“Two-Face is a fucking weeaboo! He booked the largest church in Tokyo just to marry his body pillow. Hilarious shit, I tell you what.”

“Tressa bailed these villains out for one reason; she wants her hand on the fangames that Ame and her team developed, though from the sounds of it, they can’t just pop into a store and get a copy.” Sothe began, with Micaiah offering him a seat.

“Of course, she must be after the original copies!” Alice deduced. “Since the original copies have additional features that Tressa implemented before getting fired, she must want them in her hands, so she can release them, and profit off of our work.”

“Additional features, you mean like content that was axed from the game?” Micaiah inquired.

“Precisely; Tressa was fine-tuning a few adult orientated events, mainly a dating game with a coat of Reborn paint over it. The main idea was to earn enough points with a character, be it from dialogue paths, or small side quests in the game. If you have enough points with a character, you get to spend the night with them, shall we say. It comes with a several bonus pictures for each character.” Luna explained. “Personally, I’m glad we dropped the feature from the retail copies. I don’t want to imagine how many people would play the game just for a few racy pictures of me.”

Fuck me, why didn’t the copy of Desolation I downloaded have these pictures in it?! God, what I wouldn’t do for some Scarlett art…

“That seems a bit excessive if you ask me; breaking out super villains for a simple heist. There’s got to be more to it than that.” Alice commented. “Perhaps she’s using them to instigate a civil war in the Divine Powers.”

“Woah, woah, woah. Why would she want to do that?” Sothe asked, shocked at what he just heard.

“You think about it; Tressa’s done a whole lot for Krishna and his lackies, yet he doesn’t show her that much respect. Perhaps she wants to take over Damian’s position as Godslayer.

Considering that she killed Esdeath with a sneeze and demolished a lobotomized Batman, she sure as hell is taking her sweet-ass time to stage a coup.

She can go for it, for all I care, so long as we get Damien back in one piece.” Alice supported her argument. “Anything else you found out?”

“Well most of the villains will be working on their own, since there’s only one prize up for grabs. Should make things easier for us.” Sothe added.

“Yeah, by just a small bit.” Micaiah commented snidely. “All jokes aside, I’m still a bit concerned over just how we’re gonna deal with these villains. From the notes we were given, it’s evident that they aren’t the sort who would show us any sort of mercy.”

“Well then we don’t show them any back.” Alice replied. “Of course, we can’t kill them per say, since Commissioner Gordon wants them captured alive, so they can get reincarcerated into Arkham Asylum.”

“We may not even have to do all the work on our own; these criminals will most likely turn on each other if it means getting a step closer to the prize.” Luna had just conjured up a potential plan. “We’ll sit back her and defend the base, while these villains battle each other to take the competition out. Good thing to, since I have a new idea for a Pokémon fangame.”

Oh boy, more fangames. Please tell me the plot isn’t as convoluted as this shit.

“Luna, I know you’re just as eager as I am, but we can’t go spilling the beans.” Alice reminded her close friend.

“Well now you’ve captured my interest…” Sothe chimed in, eying up the two girls. “What’s this proposed game your talking about?”

“I cannot tell you much about it, due to privacy reasons. What I can say is that it’ll be a crossover of sorts.” Alice revealed, with Micaiah connecting the dots rather quickly.

“You’re planning a crossover between the fangames you’ve made? That sounds fantastic!” Micaiah smiled. “I can already tell that it’ll be your best project yet.”

Now this is…interesting. Supposedly, there were rumors floating about that several developers from the more well-known fangames, such as Reborn, Rejuvenation, Uranium, Insurgence and many more were gonna create some ultimate fangame once their respective projects were finished. I wasn’t able to get much info on said rumors, but I believe it to be the inspiration for the author to have all these characters rally up under a single banner.

“Thanks, but we haven’t gotten outside the idea phase to be honest. We’re planning on starting development once our games had gotten some time in the limelight.” Luna admitted, as her watch alarm started buzzing. “Oh my, look at the time. I better head off to my room for the night. Night everyone!”

“Yeah, I better head off as well. Night, everyone!” Alice added, with the two girls making their way to their rooms, leaving the two citizens of Daein on their own.

“So…what do you want to do now?” Sothe inquired.

“Oh, I’ve got a few ideas in mind…” Micaiah purred sensually, rubbing the young man’s chest.

Well the chapter's gonna end soon, so you’re both free to go wild, you crazy nymphomaniacs.

“Well this’ll be interesting. Lead the way.” Sothe accepted the offer, as the duo made their way to her room for some quality time together.

Now that the Gotham crew have been fully integrated into the plot, we can expect the chapter count of this mess to increase by around ten. Hopefully we get something different in these chapters other than the—oh, fuck it. We all know that it’s gonna be the same shit as before!

A little shorter, but it sets the stage for the first showdown between the heroes and Batman’s rogues gallery. Who will be the first challenger stepping up to the plate? You’ll find out soon enough. It’ll also feature the return of some friendly faces, so you know it’ll be an amazing experience. Catch you later!

Astolfo’s group:
Astolfo
Roland
Chevalier D’eon
Boudica
Blair Flannigan
Micaiah
Sothe
Jack Frost

Dawn Brigade:
Micaiah
Sothe
Nolan
Edward
Leonardo
Laura
Aran
Ilyana
Meg
Pelleas (not an actual member, but is a close associate of them)

Pokemon Fangame Community/Starlight Studios:
Ame (W.I.A)
Cain
Aya (Pearl Hairpin reclaimed)
Hardy (Reborn)
Titania
Amaria (Sapphire Bracelet stolen)
Julia
Alice
Charlotte (Diamond Earring stolen)
Laura (Not associated with the Fire Emblem Laura)
Saphira
Luna (Emerald Brooch stolen)
Serra
Bennett
Adrienn
Anna/Nostra (Amethyst Pendant stolen)
Noel/Nomos
Radomus
Corey
Heather (Ruby Ring stolen)
Shelly
Dr. Connal
Melia
Venam
Saki
Amber
Aelita
Nim
Erin
Crescent
Maria/Mariannette
Valerie
Scarlett
Shiv
Aurora
Garret
Richard
Rosetta
Hardy (Desolation) (K.I.A)
Amelia
Nora

The MS Loyalist Army:
General Nikita
Perche
Ami
Ulala

Allies:
Sanaki
Sephrian
Oliver
Clover
Light
Akame
Kurome
Fujiwara
Skins
Commissioner Gordon

The Forces of Heaven:
Merkabah/Jonathan
Gaston

The Forces of Hell:
Lucifer/Walter

Plasma Tech:
Ghetsis Harmonia
N/Natural Harmonia Gropius
Anthea
Concordia

The Divine Powers:
Krishna
Odin
Maitreya
Shesha
Damien (Defected from fangame community)
Tressa Colzione/The Matriarch
Ophilia Clement
Cyrus Albright
Olberic Eisenberg
Primrose Azelhart
Alfyn Greengrass
Therion
H’aanit
Dagda (?)
Zhong Kui
Medusa (Defeated)
Loki
Quetzalcoatl
Seth
Baal
Missy (Defeated)
Harold (Defeated)
Bandit Keith (Defeated)
Flamvell Dilly (Defeated)
Maximillion Pegasus
Varis
Specter
Lekain (K.I.A)
Hetzel (K.I.A)
Valtome (K.I.A)
Numida (K.I.A)
Jarod (K.I.A)
Tayama
The Joker
Harley Quinn
The Riddler
Two-Face
Bane
Mr. Freeze
The Penguin
Mr. Zsasz
Clayface
Killer Croc
Deathstroke
Deadshot
Firefly
The Electrocutioner
Shiva
Maxie Zeus
The Mad Hatter
The Ratcatcher
Hush
Scarface
The Ventriloquist
Killer Moth
Scarecrow
Black Mask
Prometheus
The Great White Shark
The Calendar Man
Ra’s al Ghul
Talia al Ghul
Poison Ivy
Professor Strange
General Wolfgang (K.I.A)
Big Smoke
Ryder
Niko Bellic
Roman Bellic
Johnny Klebitz
Mario (CEO of Nintendo)
Gentarou Hongou
Nagisa Nijisaki
Teruaki Kubota
Kagechika Musashidou
Dio (Zero Escape: VLR)
Senator Armstrong
Admiral Greyfield
Caesar (Ride to Hell)
Yasuke Matsuda
Yuuto Akimaya

The Traitors:
Jaern
Zenith
Professor Maple
Lin
Sirius
Blake (P.O.W)
Cal (P.O.W)
Fern
Madame X
Nastasia
Madelis
Neved
Geara
Ren
Professor Larkspur
Rick (K.I.A)
Professor Gobline
Radius (K.I.A)
Redi
Sam (K.I.A)
Elia (K.I.A)
Lavius
Lavia
Baron
Connor
Texan (K.I.A)

The Waifu Army:
Elysion
Alma
Amber
Izabella
Aisha
HMT (K.I.A)
Beecham (K.I.A)
Aswang (K.I.A)
Agalia (K.I.A)
Arsinoe (K.I.A)
Halle (K.I.A)
Mahiru (K.I.A)
Chunyan (K.I.A)
Molly (K.I.A)
Ichima (K.I.A)
Louise (K.I.A)
Gisee (K.I.A)
Emma (K.I.A)
Franke (K.I.A)
Teresa (K.I.A)
Jesus man what is up with you and all of those waifus! Are you secretly the "Ultimate Pimp"?
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Re: Yugioh: The Divine Conspiracy

Post by GorillaGamer » Sat May 18, 2019 6:10 am

I’ve got good news for the three or so people who fantasied about seeing Batman villains play card games; this chapter has what your looking for! and if you think I’m over-hyping this shit, well at least I’m not as bad as the author who wrote this thing in the first place.

It is time for a climatic showdown, the showdown that I hyped up for you at the end of the last chapter. And who better to kickstart the war against Starlight Studios then Bane the Bat-Breaker? Can the heroes overcome this terrifying foe? Find out in this chapter of Yugioh: The Divine Conspiracy!

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters in this fic. They’re the property of their respective creators.

Note: Any made-up cards/skills will be underlined and will get their effects explained in their introductory chapters.


Chapter 31: The Bane is broken

Tsukiji Kongangi

The Mad Hatter was pacing up and down the halls frantically, trying to come up with a plan to secure the games, but the short man was at a loss. His entire competition was either working together, were in charge of large gangs, or were strong/smart enough to work on their own. All he had was his expert hypnotic skills, but with how hardened the super villains were, he doubted that it would affect them at all.

Look, I don’t know a whole lot about this dude, but I’m pretty sure he was able to brainwash a couple of them. Heck, I’d go so far as to say he’s one of the more threatening villains, simply because he could theoretically brainwash one of their own to hand him the data.

He briefly considered teaming up with another villain, but he knew that he’d get double-crossed the moment he outlives his usefulness. He slumped down on one of the chairs and had a brief meltdown, frightened out of his wits mind.

“Oh no; if I join them, they’ll kill me, but if I don’t, I’m going to miss out on the prize. AHHHH, what do I do?!” Mad Hatter cried out, clutching the sides of his head. Luckily for him, somebody heard him and decided to check up on him.

“I see you’re having trouble figuring out a plan. Guess I’m not the only one then.” The Calendar Man commented, taking a seat beside the smaller man. “Is there anything you want to get off your chest?”

“Y-Yeah, I don’t think I can do this; the odds are heavily stacked against us small-time criminals.” Mad Hatter replied. “Think about it; Two-Face and Penguin have their gangs, Bane and Killer Croc have brute strength on their side, Riddler and the Joker are highly intelligent, and that’s not mentioning the fact that Poison Ivy and Scarecrow can clear out entire crowds with ease.”

If so, then why seek help from arguably the lamest villain in Batman’s rogues gallery?

“True, they all have those special perks, but they’re double-edged swords if you ask me.” Calendar Man stated, peaking the short man’s interest.

“Double-edged sword?” he inquired.

“Think about it, who would the authorities go after first; the short guy obsessed with Alice in Wonderland, or the giant crocodile guy?” Calendar Man asked a question.

“K-Killer Croc naturally…” Mad Hatter answered, with the other criminal nodding to show that he had answered correctly.

“Exactly! Sure, they may have their gangs and their strength, but that makes them prime targets for the police. And while they’re busy dealing with those chumps, we’ll have enough free time to go forward with our plans.” Calendar Man continued.

Except that with their power and influence, it’ll be easy for them to bribe the police and have them target the weaker villains. Meh, as long as it cuts down the amount of chapter by three then I can’t complain.

“Hey yeah, that could actually work!” Mad Hatter chimed in, a new sense of hope coursing through his body. “In fact, if we work together with a few of the other small-time crooks, we could pull this off.”

“Exactly! I’ve already got Ratcatcher and Killer Moth interested in the plan, and with you joining in, that’ll be four of us working towards the same goal.” Calendar Man added. “Best thing about it is that we don’t even need to worry about the Bat; Tressa fucked him up back at Arkham.”

Behold, an alliance between three shitty villains and one who completely underestimates his brainwashing techniques. I’m confident that absolutely nothing wrong is gonna happen.

“True, now let’s discuss this somewhere else with our allies.” Mad Hatter suggested, with the two criminals leaving the hallway, unaware that a small camera was hiding in a nearby pot plant. The thin wiring was hidden in the wall, and lead to a small, isolated room that the Riddler had set up as his base of operations. Several monitors captured footage of key places in the temple, enabling the genius to spy on his allies, catching wind of whatever plans they might have in stock for themselves.

“Look at those peons, coming up with some half-baked plan to secure the money that rightfully belongs to me. Nothing to worry about though, my genius will persevere in the end, proving once and for all that I’m the smartest super villain of them all.” The Riddler cackled to himself, as he continued to survey the cameras.

At least you understand just how moronic this alliance is…

Pokémon Fangame Headquarters: The next morning

Today was a slow day, or at least Astolfo hoped so. He knew that despite their power, they cannot constantly battle their enemy and their seemingly endless army of devout followers and notable figures of the world.

One of the major problems with this fic is how underutilized these bigwigs are, despite Tressa recruiting them for that exact purpose. Case in point; Greyfield was a ruthless military commander in his game, yet he doesn’t just send his army to wipe out Starlight Studioes. It’s almost as if these villains are just strawman punching bags hastily inserted, just to make the heroes look good be defeating them.

The pinkette was planning on dozing off for a while, when he heard a knock on the lobby door, and figured it would be best to investigate it. Hopping up off his seat and making his way to the door, he opened it, and was pleasantly surprised to see a pair of familiar faces.

“Clover, Light! It’s nice to see you both again—O-Oh, s-sorry about that…” Astolfo beamed happily, only to realise his error and apologise for it.

“No need to worry about it, it’s like water off a duck’s back.” Light accepted the apology. “I hope we didn’t disturb you while you were in the midst of something.”

“No, no. I was just slothing about to be honest. So, what brings you here?” Astolfo inquired.

“I found this weird letter in the mailbox we’re renting; it has your address on it, but no return address, or even a stamp on it.” Clover explained, showing the letter to the pinkette, and handed it over to him. “That letter has suspicious all over it.”

Why did they get a letter that wasn’t even meant for them? I guess the mailman cared about as much as I do.

“Well it doesn’t appear to be coated in poison or anything, so I guess it’s safe to open it.” Astolfo replied, quickly opening the envelope and analysing the contents inside, which were a folded piece of paper.

To the fangame developers.

My men have been analysing you for some time, and have informed me of your strength. I wish to issue a formal champion to Ame’s chosen champion, to see whether you can surpass me. The original copies of the games shall be wagered, with the winner taking the prize for themselves. Meet me at the designated location; don’t be late.

Signed: Bane


“Bane…wasn’t he the guy who broke Batman’s spine?” Clover inquired.

Yep, he was. It was nice knowing you, Astolfo.

“That is correct, though why he would announce his presence and issue a challenge is unknown. Perhaps it’s a trap to lure you away from the headquarters, enabling his henchmen to launch a sneak attack.” Light deduced.

“I better let Ame know about this as soon as possible; wouldn’t want his goons to surprise us while we’re vulnerable.” Astolfo commented, pocketing the letter.

“By the way, I’ve heard that you partnered up with Plasma Tech, following their announcement surrounding Pokémon Fusion Generation 2. Is that true?” Clover asked, resting her hands on her hips.

“Yes, they said that it would benefit both sides, and we need as many allies as possible if we are to succeed.” Astolfo admitted. “I can understand why you’re disappointed in us, if you are, that is.”

“It’s not a decision I would’ve made, given the controversy surrounding Plasma Tech’s CEO, but I understand why Ame made the call.” Light replied.

On the plus side, you can all look forward to Fusion Generation 3, where Team Meteor create an army of fusions to lower Reborn’s property value.

“I wasn’t that much of a fan of the first Fusion Generation, but if the sequel is that much of an improvement, then it wouldn’t hurt to give it a try.” Clover added. “That said, what should we do about the letter?”

“I’ll give Ame a call and see what she wants us to do.” Astolfo answered, whipping out his PDA and dialled Ame up to speak to her, with the studio CEO responding to the call. “Ah, good to see you Ame. We received a letter from one of those villains Commissioner Gordon told us about, this Bane fellow. What can you tell me about him?”

“Bane? As a matter of fact, I was just reading over his notes. It says here that he was raised in one of Santa Prisca’s harshest prisons, having been forced to serve the sentence of his deceased father. While he was incarcerated, he became a test subject for some chemical known as Venom, granting him incredible physical strength to compliment his tactful mind.” Ame informed the pinkette. “What was in the letter he gave you?”

Thank you for telling us shit that we already know. I don’t know what we’d do without you.

“He wants your supposed champion to meet him at a supermarket carpark in Shinjuku; wagering the original games in some sort of competition.” Astolfo informed her. “What do you want us to do?”

“Well it wouldn’t be smart to confront him all together, as the studios would be left vulnerable. I would phone Titania and have her confront Bane, but I gave her and Amaria the day off as a reward for all their hard work. I could have you fill in for her, if that’s ok with you.” Ame suggested.

Yet Astolfo described the day as slow earlier. Is consistency a foreign concept to you, Junpei?!

“Oh, I’m down for it; my duelling skills will teach that bozo a lesson!” Astolfo declared, with Clover eying him up in awe.

“Nice! I can’t wait to see you duel!” Clover cheered, alerting Ame of their presence in the studios.

“Oh is that you, Clover? It’s nice to see you again.” Ame smiled, greeting the newcomers.

“And it’s nice to see you again as well, Ame. Figuratively speaking.” Light chimed in, turning to face Astolfo. “Well then, shall we confront this Bane character then?”

“Yeah, let’s get our game on!” Astolfo cheered, with the trio exiting the lobby and making their way to their destination.

Supermarket carpark: Shinjuku district

Because there’s only one carpark in all of Shinjuku. Seriously, you couldn’t even give us a name for the supermarket?

The carpark was eerily quiet; not a single soul was there, save for Bane and his henchmen. The muscular tactician crossed his arms and started tapping his foot, waiting for Ame’s champion to arrive. His patience was soon rewarded, as a small car parked in the area, with Astolfo, Clover and Light hopping out to confront the legendary supervillain.

“So, you didn’t chicken out after all…” Bane commented, his eyes narrowing at them. “Where are the games I asked for?”

“They’re in the car trunk.” Astolfo lied, hoping that Bane would buy it. “But you can’t get them until you beat me; that was the condition that you wrote down.”

Well I’m glad they weren’t stupid enough to bring the games.

“Yes, I can remember what I write in my letters.” Bane replied, not fully buying the pinkette to be Ame’s champion. “So are you ready to put your precious fangames on the line?”

“As a matter of fact, I am.” Astolfo declared, a smug grin on his face as he activated his duel disk.

“Heh, they weren’t expecting that, were they.” Clover quipped, commenting on the surprised reactions of the thugs by Bane’s side.

“A duel disk; what are we going to do boss?” A thug inquired, with Bane chuckling heartily.

“Beat them up. Then they’ll learn that they can’t solve everything with card games.”

“We play along with him.” Bane replied, as a second thug delivered a customised duel disk to Bane, the device coloured in shades of black and green. “I had a hunch that Ame would send a duelist to do her dirty work, so I got my own deck and duel disk in advance. My men told me that this new deck is powerful enough to trounce you.”

“Heheheh, can’t wait to crush your powerful deck.” Astolfo chuckled darkly, glaring at the muscular man. “Why do you hate the fangames? We’ve done nothing to hurt you, yet you try and steal them for some cash prize. Does Krishna and his dumbfuck old gods really hate the idea of playing as a woman so badly, that they hire supervillains to do their dirty work?!”

Again with this whole ‘Oh, he just hates playing as a woman’ shit. You do realise that you can choose your gender in the fangames, or at least I hope you do. Plus, if I was offered $100 million to steal some games, you bet your ass I’m gonna take them up on that offer.

“It seems this war’s taking its toll on him…” Light commented, as Clover looked at Astolfo, concern in her eyes for his wellbeing.
War? What fucking war?! All this fic has been is a series of meaningless skirmishes where the enemies have the combined IQ of a banana.

“I have no grudge against your games, but the money I will get for delivering them to Lady Tressa shall help fund the rebellion I’m leading.” Bane admitted, gazing at the heroes. “I will free my people from the tyrannical Santa Priscian government, so that no child will ever go through what I’ve been through.”

This revelation had shocked the heroes; Bane was donning the role of a supervillain to help save his homeland. Though they have some newfound respect for the man, they were not going to yield their friends games to him. “I respect your goals Bane, I really do. But I will not go down without a fight. Prepare yourself for the card game of a life time!” Astolfo declared, with both combatants inserting their decks into the duel disks and shuffled them.

Please, I’m sure you say that to all the masked, muscular men you play card games with.

“Let’s duel!” Both duellists declared, drawing their opening hands.

Astolfo: 4000
Bane: 4000


“I’ll make the first move, with my Dark World Dealings.” Astolfo declared, with both players drawing and discarding a card. “And thanks to my buddy Broww, I get to draw another card. Next I’ll play Gates of Dark World to spice the scenery up a bit.” He continued, as the ground started shaking and the field transformed into what looked like a winding path above an abyss, with a large set of gates looming over the duelists.

“Woah!” Clover cried out in shock upon looking at the garish grey gates. “I hope they don’t open part way through the duel; who knows what’s lurking behind them.”

“Now I’ll summon Brron, Mad King of Dark World and end with a card facedown.” Astolfo concluded his turn, with the Duel Spirit stretching as if it had taken a nice nap before.

ATK (1800-2100)
DEF (400-700)


“Ahhhh! Another day to spread chaos throughout the world. Today’s gonna be a good—” Brron began, noticing the sharp-eyed Bane gazing at the spirit. “Oh, this is not going to end well…”

My thoughts exactly.

“Not it won’t, little spirit. I shall break you like I broke the Bat. My turn!” Bane drew his card. “Since you have more monsters than me, I can special summon Dinowrestler Pankratops from my hand.”

“D-Dinowrestler?!” Astolfo gasped, as the massive, bipedal triceratops stomped onto the battlefield and snorted at its opponent. “B-But they weren’t supposed to be released yet!”

Dude, you know that Pegasus is a high roller in the Divine Powers. It shouldn’t be a surprise that the villains have early access to the latest cards. That said, I fucking love the artwork for Dinowrestlers. It’s so over the top and goofy that it becomes amazing.

“When you have connections as powerful as that of Lady Tressa’s, anything is possible.” Bane retorted. “Next I’ll summon Dinowrestler Systegosaur and forge the circuit to link my power with my goals, to link summon the first step of my plan. Go, Dinowrestler Terra Parkourio!” The two dinosaurs hopped into the circuit as it glowed harshly, and a third dinosaur that was tall and muscular emerged from the circuit.

“Oh no…this is like my high school reunion back in Dark World…” Brron shivered in fear, with the dinosaur snapping and growling at the fiendish tyrant.

Where he got shoved into the locker for lusting after that cheerleader the high-school jock was dating.

“Next I’ll activate the effect of my Dinowrestler Eskrimamenchi, adding it to my hand and letting me summon Systegosaur from my graveyard. And since it was special summoned, I get to add a card from my deck to my hand.” Bane continued, going through his deck and finding the perfect card, a small chuckled emanating from behind his mask. “Now for a change of scenery; I play the field spell, World Dino Wrestling!”

The ground shook once more as a wrestling arena emerged from the ground, the ominous gates looming over the arena, the two fields at stark contrast with one another. “Terra Parkourio’s effect activates; I can add a Dinowrestler from my graveyard to my hand. Now I forge the circuit once more, tributing Terra Parkourio and Systegosaur to call forth the king of the arena. Come, Dinowrestler King T Wrextle!” Bane boldly declared, the two dinosaurs leaping into the circuit, before a colossal dinosaur emerged from the circuit and roared, beating its chest before the crowd.

He tributed some dinos to summon an even bigger dino. Serious shit right here.

“Now, T Wrextle, show that puny king who the true ruler of the arena is!” Bane ordered, with the giant creature stomping towards the petrified fiend, the cheers from the dinosaur crowd bolstering its confidence.

ATK (3000-3200)

“This is gonna be painful…” Brron squeaked quietly, as the dinosaur leapt into the air and flattened the tyrant with its toned torso, sending shockwaves throughout the area.

“Gaahhh!” Astolfo cried out as he was pushed back and landed on his soft backside, dirt coating his lovely outfit. He managed to get back up and confronted his opponent once more.

Astolfo: 2900

“And with that, I end my turn with a card facedown.” Bane concluded his turn, confident that his victory was all but guaranteed. Still, the fact that Astolfo hadn’t surrendered or ran away was admirable, especially in such dire circumstances.

“Unbelievable, he was able to do all that in one turn?” Clover commented, surveying Bane’s field. “How is it fair that Astolfo has to deal with a deck that hasn’t been released, or even legalised yet?!”

Lighten up, we all know that he’s gonna pull something out of his ass to save the day. Or Bane will become a complete moron and throw the duel.

“Not to mention that Bane could have a skill up his sleeve, much like the one Hongou had when you battled him a few weeks ago.” Light replied, raising a hand to his chin. “Astolfo needs to bring his A-Game if he hopes to win this duel.”

“Is that so? Then I’ll bring my S-Game instead and wipe this guys clock clean! My turn.” Astolfo declared, a new surge of confidence coursing through his body. “Perfect; I’ll activate my Dark World Lightning to destroy your facedown card!”

Bane grunted softly as his trap card got blasted by a bolt of lightning emanating from the gates, with Astolfo discarding a card afterwards, only for a familiar monster to appear on his field. “Ah yes, I forgot to mention about Beiige’s effect. Anyway, I’ll use Trade-In, discarding my Grapha to draw two cards, during which I’ll activate his effect, returning Beiige to special summon him to the field.”

A beam of dark light struck the ground, as the terrifying dragon made its debut to the duel, startling Bane’s henchmen at the show of power it performed for the audience. The massive dinosaur had an interested grin on its face, hoping that the dragon will prove to be a worthy opponent.

Sounds like the set-up for a scrapped kaiju film; Zombie Dragon VS. Karate T-Rex!

ATK (2700-3000)
DEF (1800-2100)


“And now that Grapha is on the field, I’ll activate Rush Recklessly from my hand to give him a power boost, and have him attack your overgrown lizard!” Astolfo declared, with the mighty dragon taking flight and swooping down on the dinosaur, crushing it effortlessly as Bane flinched from the resulting shockwave.

ATK (3000-3700)

Bane: 3300


“Heehee, I’ll set a card facedown and end my turn.” Astolfo giggled, satisfied that he had dealt with the imposing dinosaur, but was surprised to see that Bane was still calm and collected, as if he had planned for this to happen.

“In that case, it’s my turn!” Bane declared, drawing his next card and studied it, the look in his eyes indicated that he was satisfied with what he got. “Due to its effect, I can Special Summon Dinowrestler Coelasilat. And since I control another Dinowrestler, I can normal summon Eskrimamenchi from my hand without a tribute required. But they won’t be staying around for long, as I’ll tribute them to Synchro Summon Dinowrestler Giga Spinosavate!

“This will not end well…” Astolfo squeaked under his breath, as the two dinosaurs leapt into the array of circles and fused with one another, until a bright light rocked the field, with a colossal white dinosaur stepping out of it, the massive creature baring its sharp teeth.

“Giga Spinosavate’s effect activates; Primal Roar!” The supervillain called out, with the massive beast letting out a terrifying roar that shattered Grapha into thousands of little pieces.

“Not so fast! I’ll activate my Michizure in retaliation. Say bye-bye to your—” Astolfo began.

Why? Why would you run an outdated card like that? There are dozens of Counter Traps that would’ve kept your Grapha alive.

“Giga Spinosavate’s second effect activates; by destroying one other card I control, I can negate this cards destruction!” Bane countered, with his field spell getting sent to the graveyard. “Now by banishing World Dino Wrestling, I can special summon Dinowrestler Systegosaur from my deck. Furthermore, Systegosaur’s effect activates, enabling me to add a Dinowrestler of my choice to my hand.”

“It seems that Astolfo’s strategy backfired on him, only serving to generate extra resources for his opponent.” Light muttered, thinking to himself. “Seems these Dinowrestlers are quite the powerhouse; no wonder they haven’t been released to the public yet.”

Well they have to be good in order to keep up with the current meta, and even then they rarely see any use.

“H-He can win this, I know it!” Clover interjected, looking at her comrade in desperation. However, the situation seemed dire; his field was empty, and he only had two cards in his hand. A miracle was needed if he was to survive this turn.

“Prepare for the end, Giga Spinosavate, attack!” Bane declared as the massive dinosaur barrelled towards Astolfo.

“I’ll activate Swift Scarecrow from my hand; negating your attack and ending the battle phase!” Astolfo declared, as a holographic image of a scarecrow blocked the incoming attack and the dinosaur stomped back to its side of the field in annoyance.

“Hmph, you may have survived this turn, but rest assured, I will defeat you next turn. I’ll set a card facedown and end my turn; try and make your last turn count.” Bane commented, showing only the slightest hint of annoyance over not securing a victory this turn.

Don’t brag about it being his last turn, that just increases the chance of drawing the card he needs by 400%

As much as it pained him to do so, Astolfo mentally praised his enemy’s patience; seems he had plenty of brains to back up his brawn after all. Still, he had a turn to start, and a card to draw. Whatever it was, he had to bank all his hopes on it.

“I draw!” Astolfo declared, drawing his card and looked at it; though it was a good start, he needed a little more luck to overcome this powerful opponent. “I’ll set a card face down and activate Card of Demise, enabling me to draw five more cards. Now let’s see what we have here…nice! I think I can win this turn!”

See, I told you so!

“Oh?” Bane inquired, amused at Astolfo’s boast. “Show me what you’ve got then.”

“Right away! I’ll activate my facedown card, Dark World Dealings. I’m sure you remember what this card does.” Astolfo replied, with both duelists drawing and discarding. “And since I discarded Kahkki, I can destroy a monster of my choice, and I’ll choose your Systegosaur.”

Bane grunted softly upon witnessing his monster get destroyed. “So you found a way around my Giga Spinosavate? Not bad, but you’ll have to do better than that to impress me.”

“Oh, I’m far from done! Next I’ll activate my second Dark World Lightning to destroy your facedown card, but don’t worry, I’m sure this monster will be adequate compensation.” Astolfo giggled, with the massive gate emitting a bolt of lightning to destroy the facedown card, creating a field of smoke that blanketed the arena. A few seconds later, a short fiend with a cerulean-colored cloak appeared on Bane’s field, and flashed the villain a toothy grin. “Say hello to Ceruli, Guru of Dark World. When he gets summoned to the field, the opponent discards a card.” The pinkette introduced the small monster to the audience.

Yes, all three people watching this duel, and I’m counting Bane’s mooks as well.

ATK (100-400)
DEF (300-600)


“I see.” Bane replied, reaching over to select a card in his hand, only for Astolfo to halt him.

“I should elaborate; the opponent of his current controller discards a card. And since he’s on your field…” Astolfo continued, mulling over which card to discard.

‘Handing me a free monster to further his plays; quite the clever strategy…’ Bane thought to himself, as Astolfo discarded a card, only for a much larger fiend with what appeared to be rainbow colored wings appeared on the field, a large staff of sorts in its hand. “Ah, you gave me a monster so you can summon a stronger monster.”

“Indeed, and Reign-Beaux, Overlord of Dark World has more than enough power to defeat you.” Astolfo grinned, clenching his fist tightly in determination.

ATK (2500-2800)
DEF (1800-2100)


“Now for it’s effect; if it was special summoned from the graveyard, I can chose to destroy all your monsters, or all your Spells and Traps. Sorry about this Ceruli, but desperate times call for desperate measures.” Astolfo apologised, with the giant archfiend charging up energy in its staff. Bane’s henchman gasped in shock as his ace monster was destroyed instantly by the archfiend’s power, the laser beam cutting a swath through it.

It's an oldie, but a goldie and was one of the plays that rose Dark World to its level of infamy.

“So you defeated my ace monster? I can easily recover next turn.” Bane retorted, crossing his arms.

“True, but you won’t be getting another turn. I’ll summon Zure, Knight of Dark World in Attack Position. Then I’ll activate Grapha’s effect, returning Zure to special summon it from my graveyard. Welcome back, Grapha!” Astolfo chimed happily as his ace monster returned once more.

ATK (2700-3000)
DEF (1800-2100)


“Now my monsters, attack Bane directly!” The pinkette declared, with both monsters charging up their dark energy and fired it at the supervillain, who roared in pain as his lifepoints dropped like a rock.

I mean it wasn’t a bad duel, all things considered. At the very least it was better than that bullshit we got in Chapter 20. I’m still not over it, it’s that bad.

Bane: 0
Winner: Astolfo


“Well I’ll be, he managed to secure a victory.” Light smiled to himself.

“Yahoo! I knew he could pull it off.” Clover cheered, jumping up in the air.

“I-Impossible…” Bane weakly commented, falling to his knees as his henchmen were gobsmacked at what they saw. “I was sure that possessing the latest archetype would ensure me a victory, yet I lost to an ancient archetype.”

“Though modern archetypes tend to be quite powerful, there are a few older ones that have withstood the test in time. Case in point, my Dark World cards.” Astolfo smiled.

That may be the case, but once the seventh series comes out to counter Link monsters, you can kiss your Dark World deck goodbye.

“That said, you played a great game. Now how about fulfilling your end of the deal?”

“Oh, I’ll leave your games alone, but I have no intention to return to that cursed asylum.” Bane smirked under his mask, manipulating a loophole in the agreement. “I’ve still got a country to save.”

“Sorry hun’ but you’ll have to postpone your revolution.” A charming, yet mysterious voice called out the supervillain, alerting him and his henchmen as several smoke grenades detonated in the area, signalling the arrival of the Gotham SWAT team. They surrounded Bane and his men, as a familiar figure emerged from the smoke and gazed at the large man.

“If it isn’t the Cat; I had a hunch you’d oppose us.” Bane broke the ice. “So, I take it the Bat put you up to it?”

Oh, Catwoman’s in this as well. I’m surprised she missed out on Tressa’s recruitment parade in Arkham.

“No, not really. But I couldn’t the generous bounty put on your heads.” Catwoman smirked playfully, as the SWAT agents arrested the henchmen and put them inside the police vans. “Besides, it was awfully nice of the others to gift me their targets.”

“Targets?” Clover interjected, alerting the heroes presence to the antihero.

“I assume she means places to steal from. Banks, museums, jewellery stores, et cetera.” Light answered the question.

“Very good young man. With the rest of the supervillains out of Gotham, I have full access to all the loot lying around in the city.” Catwoman replied, eying up Astolfo. “I gotta say, don’t know much about your little card game, but I’d say you did pretty well.”

Well he won the duel, so you’d expect him to do pretty well. Wait a minute, was she waiting the entire time for these meep merps to finish their game, before reclaiming her prize?

“T-Thanks, but how can I trust you? For all I know, you could be scheming to steal the games from right under our nose.” Astolfo eyed her suspiciously, causing her to chuckle in response.

“I have no interest in dealing with video games, not after how badly the last one went.” Catwoman admitted.

“That game failed because you decided to hog most of the pie to yourself. The rest of us had to fight over the scraps; in fact, it was how Great White Shark got those scars to begin with.” Bane rebutted, attracting the attention of the heroes.

Oh boy, time for more pointless meta commentary to go through. So what was this game that caused Great White Shark to obtain his distinguishing scars?

“What game; did you decide to create a Pokémon fangame set in Gotham City?” Clover inquired.

“Not quite, sweetie. It was an IOS game where the player took on the role as a petty criminal, working to secure the whole of Gotham under their thumb, by employing several supervillains to do your bidding. I served at the tutorial mouthpiece, as it netted me a fair share of the profits.” Catwoman started explaining the situation.

“Riddler served as the starter villain you hired to get you through the early game. The narcissistic freak kept on complaining about how it was an injustice to him, when he should’ve been grateful to get a position in the first place.” Bane added, as the specially-crafted cuffs were placed over his hands.

What these simpletons are talking about is an old IOS game known as Batman: Arkham Underworld, an IOS game where you control some faceless mook and have him build up his criminal empire, Clash of Clans style. The game was pulled off the mobile store in late 2017, meaning that it can’t be played anymore. Why we’re told about some meaningless cashgrab is beyond me, but I assume that Junpei wanted to flaunt his knowledge of Clash of Clans clones.

“While it was nice to recall the past, I’m afraid I don’t have all day to shoot the breeze. I’ll be seeing you around soon.” Catwoman farewelled the heroes, as she and the SWAT team escorted the supervillain to the police van and drove out of the area.

“Well that was an interesting turn of events.” Light commented to the other two. “Shall we report our success to Ame?”

“Sure thing, though we also got to warn her about Catwoman. She may seem friendly, but I know she’s planning something big.” Astolfo replied, with the trio hopping into the car before driving back to the studios.

So sorry about the delay, but I had been swamped with my other fics and I was kinda drained on this fic. Not to worry, since the longer breaks between stories should help me generate more wonderful ideas for them. Having read over Chapter 30, I realised that I forgot to add Marco and his crew to the list, so I’ll do that right away. Speaking of the list, I’ll hold off on putting Catwoman on the list, as her allegiance is a mystery at this point. Have a happy new year, my wonderful readers; I hope 2019 brings much joy to you and your loved ones!

Well no wonder this chapter felt lacking, the author was a lazybones and was dealing with his other story. At least he remembered to add Marco and his crew to the list, though I doubt it’ll do any good. I just hope that the author regained his wind for the next chapters, so I can get some more mockable shit.

Astolfo’s group:
Astolfo
Roland
Chevalier D’eon
Boudica
Blair Flannigan
Micaiah
Sothe
Jack Frost

Dawn Brigade:
Micaiah
Sothe
Nolan
Edward
Leonardo
Laura
Aran
Ilyana
Meg
Pelleas (not an actual member, but is a close associate of them)

Pokemon Fangame Community/Starlight Studios:
Ame (W.I.A)
Cain
Aya (Pearl Hairpin reclaimed)
Hardy (Reborn)
Titania
Amaria (Sapphire Bracelet stolen)
Julia
Alice
Charlotte (Diamond Earring stolen)
Laura (Not associated with the Fire Emblem Laura)
Saphira
Luna (Emerald Brooch stolen)
Serra
Bennett
Adrienn
Anna/Nostra (Amethyst Pendant stolen)
Noel/Nomos
Radomus
Corey
Heather (Ruby Ring stolen)
Shelly
Dr. Connal
Melia
Venam
Saki
Amber
Aelita
Nim
Erin
Crescent
Maria/Mariannette
Valerie
Scarlett
Shiv
Aurora
Garret
Richard
Rosetta
Hardy (Desolation) (K.I.A)
Amelia
Nora

The MS Loyalist Army:
General Nikita
Perche
Ami
Ulala
Marco
Tarma
Eri
Fio

Allies:
Sanaki
Sephrian
Oliver
Clover
Light
Akame
Kurome
Fujiwara
Skins
Commissioner Gordon

The Forces of Heaven:
Merkabah/Jonathan
Gaston

The Forces of Hell:
Lucifer/Walter

Plasma Tech:
Ghetsis Harmonia
N/Natural Harmonia Gropius
Anthea
Concordia

The Divine Powers:
Krishna
Odin
Maitreya
Shesha
Damien (Defected from fangame community)
Tressa Colzione/The Matriarch
Ophilia Clement
Cyrus Albright
Olberic Eisenberg
Primrose Azelhart
Alfyn Greengrass
Therion
H’aanit
Dagda (?)
Zhong Kui
Medusa (Defeated)
Loki
Quetzalcoatl
Seth
Baal
Missy (Defeated)
Harold (Defeated)
Bandit Keith (Defeated)
Flamvell Dilly (Defeated)
Maximillion Pegasus
Varis
Specter
Lekain (K.I.A)
Hetzel (K.I.A)
Valtome (K.I.A)
Numida (K.I.A)
Jarod (K.I.A)
Tayama
The Joker
Harley Quinn
The Riddler
Two-Face
Bane (Arrested)
Mr. Freeze
The Penguin
Mr. Zsasz
Clayface
Killer Croc
Deathstroke
Deadshot
Firefly
The Electrocutioner
Shiva
Maxie Zeus
The Mad Hatter
The Ratcatcher
Hush
Scarface
The Ventriloquist
Killer Moth
Scarecrow
Black Mask
Prometheus
The Great White Shark
The Calendar Man
Ra’s al Ghul
Talia al Ghul
Poison Ivy
Professor Strange
General Wolfgang (K.I.A)
Big Smoke
Ryder
Niko Bellic
Roman Bellic
Johnny Klebitz
Mario (CEO of Nintendo)
Gentarou Hongou
Nagisa Nijisaki
Teruaki Kubota
Kagechika Musashidou
Dio (Zero Escape: VLR)
Senator Armstrong
Admiral Greyfield
Caesar (Ride to Hell)
Yasuke Matsuda
Yuuto Akimaya

The Traitors:
Jaern
Zenith
Professor Maple
Lin
Sirius
Blake (P.O.W)
Cal (P.O.W)
Fern
Madame X
Nastasia
Madelis
Neved
Geara
Ren
Professor Larkspur
Rick (K.I.A)
Professor Gobline
Radius (K.I.A)
Redi
Sam (K.I.A)
Elia (K.I.A)
Lavius
Lavia
Baron
Connor
Texan (K.I.A)

The Waifu Army:
Elysion
Alma
Amber
Izabella
Aisha
HMT (K.I.A)
Beecham (K.I.A)
Aswang (K.I.A)
Agalia (K.I.A)
Arsinoe (K.I.A)
Halle (K.I.A)
Mahiru (K.I.A)
Chunyan (K.I.A)
Molly (K.I.A)
Ichima (K.I.A)
Louise (K.I.A)
Gisee (K.I.A)
Emma (K.I.A)
Franke (K.I.A)
Teresa (K.I.A)
Jesus man what is up with you and all of those waifus! Are you secretly the "Ultimate Pimp"?
A quote from Project AFTER
Gorillagram only gets sexual stimulation from playing Pokemon Reborn and its derivatives.
A quote from Andrew himself

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