Silence Ferret. I've expressed my distaste in these past few events enough and I stand by them. And, this isn't a complaint, but... If Milktoaste doesn't show up... That's his own fault, and I think he should pay the price for is insolence! By being chewed on by Scousey.

resolve all this nonsense by declaring ZERO the eternal champion!!

You'll always be champion. :)

woo hooo!!

I wasn't mocking V.

I'm mocking FERRET!

It was MIDNIGHT an hour back...


and Milktoaste hasnt sent in his choice!!



So...I have asked a HDC member to choose for him.

Waiting for the reply...



Envelope A or Door #1? Let's see what the member chooses for Milktoaste.

AND............


The Choice for Milktoaste has been made.


It will be - the Envelope marked "A".

Scouse's choice - Door #2.



Let's see what was behind Door #1...



BEHIND DOOR #1






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Yes, Milktoaste is indeed lucky. Very lucky.







Or is he?







We find out the fates of both finalists at NOON EST tomorrow.

I know you weren't, that was directed at the people who were only posting to complain.

But now...I'm posting to complain about the people complaining so I was complaining about the thing I actually did in my post where I complained whilst...compl...ain...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

THE GRAND FINALE OF BATTLE ROYALE II


Milktoaste and Scouse Mac stood a few feet apart, staring at envelope "A" which lay on the table. Milktoaste had chosen it, and he took a step forward to pick it. With slightly trembling hands, he slowly opened the flap and took out a neatly folded piece of paper from inside the envelope.

He unfolded the paper with wide, excited eyes and slowly read the words written in it. Almost instantly, a loud buzz sounded on the right and a small glass-encased chamber started to open.

Milktoaste had his mouth open, eyes staring at the paper unblinking as if in disbelief. He slowly re-read the words again, just as the buzzing stopped and the glass chamber stopped moving.

Scouse lifted his head to look at the right. He stared.

Milktoaste started and followed Scouse's gaze. His mouth fell open too.

Both of them were staring at the shiny, long-barreled weapon encased inside the glass chamber. Milktoaste licked his lips once in wide-eyed amazement.


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Milktoaste took a step towards the Minigun, and a loud voice stopped him in his tracks.

"STOP!!!"

Milktoaste stopped and looked around. Scouse was tense, but had managed a grin. He nodded towards the left.

At Door #2.

Milktoaste took one long look at the closed door, then looked back at Scouse. He jumped forward towards the glass case which held the Minigun, and tried to grab it. A huge buzz of electricity ran through his body which jolted him severely, and he fell back.

"Not so soon, Milktoaste," a voice boomed throughout the room.

Scouse and Milktoaste both lifted their heads towards the ceiling.

"You both will get equal chances. I would like to request Milktoaste to take his place back by Scouse's side."

Milktoaste's whole body felt jarred from the electric shock. But he slowly managed to lift himself and walked to where he was standing earlier.

"Now...why dont we see what Scouse has picked?" the voice continued.

A loud buzz sounded from somewhere behind the door, and it started moving outwards. It was opening slowly.

Scouse peered from the left and a smile broke out on his lips. Milktoaste noticed it, and paled slightly. But he kept on watching with sheer curiosity.

The object placed on two holders behind Door #2 came into full view, just as the door stopped swinging outward.

Scouse was grinning widely. Milktoaste had a grim look on his face and was biting his lower lip.

"Milktoaste, you have 10 HPs left with you. Scouse, you have 5. Both of you are equal on stamina. Now, watch the counter in front of you on the big screen. The moment it hits Zero, the glass shelves in which both your choices have been encased will open. And then...we begin!"


The large display in front of both men turned itself into a giant countdown clock. The digits


appeared on it. As soon as the voice stopped, the countdown started.



10



09



(both men watched the countdown, tensed...Milktoaste was clenching his fingers, Scouse wiped a droplet of sweat off his forehead)



08



07



06



(Scouse's mouth was set, Milktoaste stole a glance towards the Minigun)



05



04



03



(both men took a small step back, as if ready to spring forward)



02




(To be Continued...)

(Continued...)


(Milktoaste stole a quick glance from the corner of his eyes towards Scouse, then looked ahead)


01


00



BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!



The loud buzz literally shook the entire chamber. The glass shelves parted and both men lunged forward. Almost immediately, Milktoaste flew towards his right and kicked Scouse hard. Scouse was in mid-stride towards Door #2, and caught the blow right on his chest. Surprised, he flew to his right and fell down.

Milktoaste was off in a flash and quickly grabbed the shining object almost at the same time Scouse fell to the floor. Scouse gasped and looked forward. Milktoaste had reached Door #2, and was staring wickedly at the object.


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Scouse tried to yell and lunge forward, but Milktoaste had grabbed the BFG off the clamps and was holding it in his hands. Scouse looked on in vain, and blinked once. Milktoaste turned to Scouse.

"And this is where, amigo, the story changes!" Milktoaste smiled wickedly at Scouse, who looked at the BFG in Milktoaste's hands and closed his eyes for a moment in sheer despair.

Milktoaste grinned widely, and pointed the BFG right at Scouse Mac. Aiming at his head, Milktoaste pulled the trigger.



(To Be Continued...)

Holy Crap! :eek: This is tense.

(Continued...)


CLICK!!

Scouse gritted his teeth and grunted once, prepared for instant death. The loud click broke a fresh row of sweat across his forehead as he took a long breath to look back at Milktoaste holding the BFG.

Milktoaste looked totally amazed. He was staring at the BFG in wild confusion.

"It wont fire in your hands, Milktoaste!" the voice boomed around them again. "The trigger has been tuned to match Scouse's finger and thumb prints. Only he can fire his chosen weapon. Like you!"

Milktoaste looked at Scouse and back at the BFG in sheer surprise. Scouse was wiping his forehead as he was getting up. Milktoaste threw the BFG backwards and jumped across the room towards the Minigun. Scouse had recovered by then, and grabbed at the BFG which had fallen to the floor.

'Prints matched - Scouse Mac!" a small, robotic message came out of the BFG. Then it started with a low hum and whir, like it was charging up. Scouse felt the BFG in his hands, and a big wave of confidence ran through his entire body. His face broke out into a hardened smile.


BLAZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT TTTTTTTT!!!


The BFG roared out its first blast. The big, bright-blue and luminiscent beam tore across the room towards Milktoaste who jumped to one side without looking back. The beam blasted through the left wall, and melted it.

Scouse stood more confidently now. Milktoaste had recovered and was almost by the Minigun's side. Scouse aimed.


BLAZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT TTTTTTTT!!!


The luminiscent blue beam made a beeline for Milktoaste's chest and Milktoaste swerved across to the table. Almost immediately, Milktoaste kicked the table towards Scouse. The table hit Scouse and he reeled backwards. Milktoaste took this chance and literally flew towards the Minigun.

He whirled around, starting his deadly weapon simultaneously. His right index finger had circled around the trigger of the Minigun, which was pointed directly at Scouse.



(To Be Continued...)

(Continued...)



BLAZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT TTTTTTTT!!!


The pale, luminiscent blue beam flew out of the BFG's barrel as if in slow-motion, and tore across the room straight at the Minigun in Milktoaste's hands. It sizzled through the Minigun, melting the huge, six-barreled monster gun and blasted right through Milktoaste, thundering its way out of the wall behind him.

Scouse dropped the BFG.

Milktoaste stood, open-mouthed. The half-melted Minigun was still in his hands. Slowly, those hands lost their grip and the Minigun fell heavily to the floor. Milktoaste reached for his belly, and found a big, fused smoking hole in the centre of his body. He touched it once, looked at Scouse and fell backwards.

Scouse was breathing heavily. He looked on as Milktoaste's hands stopped shaking, and his eyes slowly started to glaze over.


MILKTOASTE IS DEAD!!!!!





A loud whirr interrupted Scouse's thoughts as the walls on all sides of the room rolled backwards. The soldiers came forward, then parted outwards into two neat lines. Someone familiar walked through between them directly towards Scouse.




"V!" Scouse exclaimed.

"My friend, CONGRATULATIONS! You are the WINNER OF HDC BATTLE ROYALE II!!" ___V___ smiled and hugged Scouse.

Scouse smiled. ___V___ turned around and picked up the trophy from a tray beside him.


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He handed it to Scouse. The soldiers lifted their guns and stood with them crossed high above their heads, as if in a respected salute.

"You also get the official badge," ___V___ was smiling as he brought it forward to pin it on Scouse's chest on the left side.


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"The chopper is ready and waiting to take you back to the mainland," ___V___ said. "Better pack up and head for it."

Scouse smiled and shook hands with ___V___. "Wont you be joining me?" he asked with a grin.

___V___ grinned back, then his face hardened. "No," the reply was grim and tense as he stared into the distance, "I got some unfinished business to deal with."


Scouse was confused for an instant. ___V___ looked back at him and smiled, then gave him a thumbs-up. He then walked through the soldiers, who started chanting while looking at Scouse...


"ALL HAIL THE KING!! ALL HAIL THE KING!!
ALL HAIL THE KING!! ALL HAIL THE KING!!"


The chants resonated throughout the compound. A pair of shiny, extremely sharp and pointed teeth watched the scene from a distance.



Just then, a buzz reverberated across its owner's body.




****************************MIGHTY HDC BATTLE ROYALE II IS CLOSED****************************

Congratulations, Scouse! Good work!

Avi, thank you for all of your time and effort that you put into this game. You are amazing!

YAY SCOUSE.......CONGRATS.



Thanks V for all your effort. ;)



till next year

Wow! Congrats, Scouse! Great job as always, V! :)

Congrats Scouse!

Congrats Scouse....throw a party!:)

Thanks to V for wonderfully finishing the 2nd season of HDC BR!

Scouse your aim sucks ass.

Bum bum buummmmmmmm!!!!

*Dramatic credit music*

Well-done, V. As always.

Congrats to Scouse Mac


and a hearty thanks to V!

Congrats Mac


and well done as always V.

EPILOGUE


Both of them stood on the vast plain overlooking the sea. The chopper was slowly disappearing into the distance.

"Well done, my apprentice. You have successfully concluded the second outing of Battle Royale. I am pleased." There was mild admiration in IT's voice.

"I am not," ___V___ said quietly, still staring at the distance.

"Why not?"

"Because this ends here. Right now!"

"What do you mean?"

"For two whole years, you have trapped the denizens of HDC in your realm and have made them fight each other. Friendships have dissolved, rivalries have renewed, cunning and wickedness has increased - what was once a nice, friendly and peaceful community is now a place full of people who are ready to outsmart, outgun, and outkill each other, just for sport and to be the winner in your game. I am putting an end to it. Here. Now!"

IT flew up high and stood there, suspended in mid-air above ___V___.

"Have you forgotten the powers I command, apprentice? I can decimate you in the blink of an eye!"

"I certainly have not. All this time I have been doing my own homework and now I know what your weakness is. You don't scare me anymore, IT," ___V___ was calm, looking confident.

"Oh yeah? And what might my weakness be?!"

"This," ___V___ said, and nodded to the right.

The Alien stood there, looking at IT directly. It snarled with a low hiss.

"Hah! You think this puny creature from another planet can even touch me, let alone kill me?! I am amazed at your stupidity!"

___V___ merely stood there without replying, a half-smile playing on his lips.

IT pointed his staff directly at the Alien. A buzz echoed through the Alien's body and it lunged at IT, jaws open and tail swirling.


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The lightning suddenly struck the Alien without warning. The Alien let out a loud, shrill yelp of pain and fell down, its body blackened and charred beyond recognition. Only the shiny teeth glinted in the pale evening light.

"There goes my "weakness", apprentice. Now, what fate do you want...."

IT's voice trailed off. He was staring at ___V___, and what ___V___ held in his hands.


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"The Alien was just a decoy," ___V___ was smirking.

IT flew forward. ___V___ pressed the trigger quickly.


BLAZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT T!!!!!


The luminiscent blue beam hit IT on his shoulder and he flew backwards. He turned, with a big gaping hole where his shoulder once was. But miraculously, it started to heal by itself and was whole again in no time.


"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"


___V___ smiled back, and took careful aim this time. Straight at IT's heart.

BLAZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT TTTTTTT!!!!!


The blue beam struck IT straight on his heart. Big luminiscent red beams started to escape from IT's body as he spiralled downwards towards the ground, and the moment his body touched the ground, it exploded into a thousand pieces.

___V___ lowered the BFG. "Rest in pieces, IT!" ___V___'s voice had a faint tinge of sorrow in it.

The soldiers appeared on the right and walked straight to him.

"The medics and tech staff have been cleared out?" ___V___ asked.

"Yes," one of the soldiers replied. "Two final choppers wait for us."

"Good," ___V___ said. "I want this island nuked the moment we are in the air."

"It has been prepared."

"Okay. Let's move."

OMG V killed IT!

You bastard!



Way to go Scouse! Looks like you'll probably win double since I can only assume you are about to kill me in the Realms game too.


Thanks for an extremely entertaining addition to the Battle Royale franchise V! Nice work!

And behold HDC! Soon a new game of epic proportions will arise.


BUAHAHAHAHAHA.

After Marley's Ghost, now IT THE TRAVELER...thank God you haven't shot yourself too!:D

And don't dare to think of that, cause then we'll hunt you down for real!:mad: [;) :p ]

My new mantra!!



Thanks V for running this epic tournanment, really enjoyed taking part.


Well done to everyone who had the bottle to step up and be counted, especially Team Grindhouse & Carnage Knights, you all know who you are.

Zero, step aside my friend. Lets not make this unpleasant! :p

welcome to the royal family - we'll call you number two.

WTG Scouse the winnerrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!:) :cool:

Holy CRAP a lot has just happened.

Congratulations Scouse!

Thank you, V!

RIP IT.

RIP Marley.

Looks like I got my new hard drive in just on time. I'm glad to see the right man won, congratulations Scouse Mac.

A very nice twist and a veryg ood game. It's a shame it didn't prove quite as popular this year as it did last time, but such is life, and I hope that there will be a suitable replacement.

Thankyou V, for running this. Very good job.

Thankyou Scouse Mac for winning this and knocking that awful ape off the throne and into the archives.