Hunger
Games Simulator Storyline
Game 1:
Villains
Part 2: It’s
Our House Now!
Password: UXPRE6M3
Last Time: Yami Bakura demonstrates How
to Train Your Dragon, Dio joins the Suicide Squad, the T1000 indulges
Dingodile’s pyromania, and no one is the first tribute to die like Gaston!
31 Tributes Remain
Day 2
·
Maleficent,
Bellatrix Lestrange, and Doctor Doom hunt for other tributes.
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“Curse that wretched Bart Simpson! I
know he is behind this prank!” Sideshow Bob fumed. “Although, I must admit this
scheme of his is quite elaborate and Machiavellian. There may be hope for him
yet. I can only assume that after all these years, my methods are beginning to
rub off on…”
THWACK! A rake smashed into Bob’s face,
hidden in the undergrowth until he had stepped on it. Bob growled and threw the
rake aside.
“Was the rake a personal touch, I
wonder?”
A bright orange beam shot out of a bush
ahead of Bob and scored a direct hit. Where Bob was standing, a sheep had taken
his place.
“Actually, the rake was me. I saw you at
the Cornucopia and thought I should take advantage.” Doctor Nefarious gloated. “While you were
occupied with the rake, I had the perfect opportunity to test my new
Sheepinator! Since I’m here, I think I’ll test another weapon too.”
Doctor Nefarious materialised into his
hand a large portable missile launcher, brimming with rockets. “I call this one
the RYNO! It’s going to rip you a new one! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!” Sideshow Bob was struggling to get to grips with his new quadrupedal
body, making him an easy target for the RYNO. At least Bob could take solace in
the fact that, as humiliating as his final moments were, they still had some
degree of dignity, thanks to the weapon playing the 1812 Overture as it fired.
-----
·
President Snow
and Lord Shen work together for the day.
·
Xigbar questions
his sanity. Co-existing with various Disney characters is all well and good,
but this is apparently a step too far.
·
Mileena camouflages
herself in the bushes.
·
Alduin camouflages
himself in the bushes poorly.
-----
Vizzini had spent his time in the games
preparing a campsite and hoarding supplies. Sometimes, this meant leaving the
camp to gather more supplies, yet when he did this, he left the camp
undefended. The thinking behind this was that the idea of anyone being bold
enough to launch an attack was inconceivable. Vizzini thought wrong, as Kefka was
about to do just that.
“You know, I just hate how the nobility
think they can look down their noses at us layfolk and treat us like the muck
on the bottom of their shoes. Far too many are the years I’ve spent jesting for
those who think they’re better than me. It’s about time our friend Vizzini was
taught that in the arena, he is on our level! What do you think boys?”
The motley trio of henchmen Kefka had
assembled cheered in agreement. As a fellow clown, Needles Kane was a
necessity. Unfortunately, the Joker couldn’t make it, as he’d already had his
last laugh the previous day, otherwise he would also be here. Kefka had
something really fun in mind for Venom and as for Jagi – well, he just tagged
along with Needles at the prospect of trashing a joint, no deeper reasoning
than that.
Kefka whooped and laughed as he fired
spells all over the campsite, doing elaborate poses as he fired. Senseless, wanton
destruction is fun, but a flair for the theatrical makes it even more so. Jagi
took to vandalizing Vizzini’s tools, though it took some effort for him to
resist leaving graffiti ordering Vizzini to say his name, and incriminate his
brother Kenshiro instead. Jagi wasn’t particularly bright, since none of the
other tributes knew Kenshiro, nor would they recognise the implications of the
warrior with seven stars, but at least he tried his best, bless him. Venom was
leaking symbiote goo over Vizzini’s clothes and rags as he tore them up and
sprayed extending tentacles over the surrounding area.
“Oh Eddie, you’re going to have to pick
up the pace here, we don’t have all day.” Kefka chided.
“Why don’t you do your thing while I do
mine?” Venom barked.
“You mean you don’t want my help?”
“No.”
“Too bad, you’re getting it anyway!”
Kefka cackled before accidentally on purpose launching a Firaga spell in
Venom’s direction. The fireball scored a direct hit on the brute, and the
intense heat splattered the symbiote everywhere, leaving its host Eddie Brock
unconscious and naked.
“Ha ha! Vizzini’s never going to get
those stains off his Sunday best tunic now!”
The sudden loud noise and blast of heat
drew the attention of Vizzini, who was returning from his expedition. “My camp
is aflame? Inconceivable!”
“Uh oh, I’d better make like a Death Gaze
and vanish.” With one last flourish, Kefka teleported away.
“Wait for me!” Jagi yelled, leaping to
grab hold of Kefka just in time to disappear with him.
Needles Kane had been at the opposite
end of the campsite laying claim to Vizzini’s food supplies, distracting him
from the commotion, so he was quite surprised to find Vizzini returned so soon.
Fortunately, he was able to hide before Vizzini noticed him.
“I demand to know who did this! Was it
emissaries of Gilder perhaps?” Vizzini shouted.
“No no no! Waaa!” Needles peeped stealthily
and saw an overweight man in yellow leap out of a nearby tree and land in front
of Vizzini, with the back of his overalls on fire. Vizzini immediately pulled a
knife on him.
“It was you! Common wisdom dictates that
a criminal always returns to the scene of a crime. It is inconceivable that
they would not. Now I shall have your tongue!”
“No, it wasn’t me, I swear!” Wario held
his hands in surrender in front of him. “But I do know who did this. I’ll tell
you if you let me live.”
Vizzini thought aloud. “An intriguing
proposal. I assume that you shall help me get my revenge once you have given me
the culprit’s identity?”
“Yeah, definitely!” Wario nodded
enthusiastically. Anything to save my behind, he thought to himself.
“Very well. I accept!” Vizzini offered
his hand, which Wario eagerly shook. “Come. We have much to discuss elsewhere,
as this site is compromised now.”
Needles breathed a sigh of relief at the
close shave he had just had. First, he would hide his food, then deal with
these two. After that, possibly go after Kefka and his troupe for leaving him
behind. They were all about to see what Sweet Tooth could do outside the truck!
-----
·
Darth Vader
questions his sanity.
·
Ripto receives an
explosive from an unknown sponsor. “This will be perfect for my new sceptre!”
Ripto cried.
·
Luke Atmey thinks
about home.
·
Dr Facilier goes
hunting.
·
Freddy Krueger
makes a wooden spear.
·
Dingodile chases
Akuma.
·
T1000 explores
the arena.
·
Ernie the Giant Chicken
sprains his ankle while running away from Skeletor.
-----
Bakura hadn’t eaten since his arrival in
the arena, and he was starting to grow weak from hunger, thanks to the need to
expend energy keeping Alduin under his control. He could imagine the dragon
would not be happy if the Change of Heart spell wore off, so Bakura would not
allow that to happen until the time was right. Still, if it came down to a
choice between staying alive himself, and losing Alduin, he would have to
sacrifice the dragon’s aid. Luckily, Bakura would not have to make that choice,
as a small parachute landed in front of him containing a parcel. Bakura opened
the parcel and inside he found a mouth-watering steak. Marik must have
sponsored him. Beneath all that posturing of his, it seemed he really did care
after all.
-----
·
Amanda Waller
sprains her ankle while running away from Predator.
·
Jason Voorhees
fishes.
·
Dio Brando
constructs a shack.
Arena
Event
Following the initial burst of activity
around the Cornucopia when the games began, the area had become quieter as the
tributes spread out around the rest of the arena. As such, Dr Facilier had laid
claim to the Cornucopia as his territory, and he had been performing his voodoo
rituals in relative peace until Bellatrix Lestrange had gotten into an argument
with him over their differing methods.
“How can you strike fear in the hearts
of anyone, prancing around as you do?” Bellatrix asked “Nobody will respect you
like that!”
“Why would I want to scare away paying
customers? That’s not a very effective business strategy.”
“Business strategy? Magic is a business
to you?” Bellatrix said in disbelief, before calming down. “Of course it is. I
see your game now. You use flashy parlour tricks to bamboozle and confound
Muggles. You’re nothing but a con artist and a fraud.”
“DON’T YOU DISRESPECT ME LITTLE LADY!”
Facilier snapped.
“I’ll disrespect you for wasting what
little skills you have on lining your pockets!” Bellatrix retorted. “Perhaps
I’ll give you a taste of some real magic.
Crucio!”
The Cruciatus curse left the witch
doctor writhing in pain on the floor, as Bellatrix stepped forward to finish
him off, giggling as she went.
“Avada Kedavra!”
To Bellatrix’s dismay, the spell never
reached its target, as Dr Facilier’s living shadow intercepted the spell,
rendering it harmless. The witch doctor took the opportunity to get up and dust
himself off as Bellatrix stood stunned.
“How could a charlatan survive the
Killing Curse? I demand to know!”
Dr Facilier shook his cane at Bellatrix,
and gestured at the symbols he had drawn over the Cornucopia. “You’re in my
world now, not your world, and I’ve got friends on the other side…” The sky
turned dark, candles set around the area lit as Facilier pointed his cane
towards them, and the stone floor at the center of the Cornucopia opened to
reveal a green portal, through which an army of technicolour spirits poured
out, accompanied by tribal drums and chants of “Are You Ready?” as Dr Facilier
danced with glee. “So much for being a fraud, don’t you think?” He said to the
surprised and admittedly impressed Bellatrix.
-----
Having eaten every piece of his steak,
Bakura was ready to settle for a quick nap. The darkening sky meant that going
to sleep shouldn’t be difficult. He found a secluded grove, but as he lay down
to sleep, he was stirred by the arrival of Doctor Nefarious.
“Would you mind keeping it down? I’m
trying to sleep here.”
“Sleeping now would be a bad idea. Not
that squishies are known for having good ideas, but I digress. On second
thought, sleeping would be a good idea. There would be one less squishy in the
world, so by all means sleep!” Nefarious shouted excitedly.
“Are you threatening me?” Bakura’s voice
lowered. “If so, I have the perfect card in my deck to dispose of a machine
like you.”
“Not so fast!” Nefarious pulled out a
weapon that resembled a megaphone.
“Are you honestly here just to disturb
my sleep?” Bakura asked.
“Maybe the Taunter can show you why I’m
here. Would you care for a demonstration?” Nefarious pulled the trigger, and
the weapon emitted a series of loud noises ranging from hovercar horns, blown
whistles and revving engines. Once it stopped, Bakura laughed uproariously.
“That was even more pathetic than I ever
imagined! You’re not worth killing purely for the entertainment factor.”
“You won’t be laughing soon enough, but
I will! HAHAHAHAHA!” Doctor Nefarious pressed a button around his waist and
teleported away. As Bakura turned around to rest once again, the purpose of the
Taunter became clear, as a horde of Friends had been attracted to his location.
“Fiends from the Shadow Realm? I have
survived there for 5000 years. I have escaped before and it is only a matter of
time before I do so again. Therefore, I say to you: Do your worst!”
The
Friends From the Other Side swarmed Yami Bakura and took his soul, leaving
behind the unconscious body of his host Ryo Bakura, and the Millenium Ring,
which fell from its place around Bakura’s neck and rolled away into the forest.
-----
·
Ernie the Giant
Chicken survives.
·
Wario survives.
·
President Snow
survives.
-----
Amanda Waller ran, searching for a place
to hide until the chaos died down, when a red lightsabre ignited in her path.
She skidded to a halt in front of Darth Vader.
“Step aside.” Amanda Waller said. “That is
an order.”
“I obey my master only.” Vader replied.
“I wasn’t asking.” Waller stepped
forward into Vader’s personal space, spreading herself out to form a more
imposing figure. “And I’m not used to people saying no to me.”
Vader formed a claw with his hand, and suddenly,
Waller’s windpipe constricted. She frantically clawed at her throat to no
effect.
“You don’t know the power of the Dark
Side.” Vader said, advancing to deal a fatal blow with his lightsabre. He
stopped, as if distracted by something. Tribal drumming began to fill the air,
accompanied by chants of “Are you ready?” At the same time, Waller could feel
the Force choke loosen, and she fell to the ground gulping up vast lungfuls of
oxygen.
“I sense a dark force sapping my powers.”
Vader said to himself, forgetting for a moment that Amanda Waller was at his
feet. That moment was all she needed. While was discerning the location of his
next foe and why it was weakening his control over the Force, Amanda threw a
smoke grenade at the Sith lord and made her escape. The grenade had a more powerful effect on Vader than Amanda had
anticipated, causing considerable damage to his suit’s breathing apparatus, and
leaving him coughing and wheezing for air, just as she had minutes earlier. The
distracted Darth Vader proved an easy target for the Friends on the Other Side.
-----
Eddie Brock woke up in the remains of
Vizzini’s camp, with blobs of the Venom symbiote scattered around him. The
jester betrayed me, he thought. He had been a fool ever to go along with that
group. He would need time to pull the symbiote back together, and even then he
would be unlikely to regain all of his previous strength. Unfortunately for him, almost as soon as he’d begun, the Friends on the
Other Side made their appearance, and as an ordinary human, Eddie Brock was
powerless to defend himself.
-----
·
Jagi survives.
-----
“Fire!” Lord Shen’s cannon boomed
through the arena as a cannon ball careened its way towards a group of Friends,
scattering them. However, they were still coming, and Shen was running himself
ragged between operating the cannon (which he normally had the help of his wolf
henchmen for), shooting fireworks while reloading the cannon and using his
throwing knives on any demons that got too close. That was when he noticed
Jason Voorhees observing him.
“Don’t just stand there, help me with
the cannon!” Shen shouted. Jason stood for a bit longer before making his
decision.
“Good. There’s a torch behind me. Load
the cannon, then use that torch to light the fuse.” Shen gestured behind him towards
the torch in question as he prepared more fireworks. Jason loaded the cannon
and retrieved the torch as he was told – but after that, he had other ideas. Jason took the lit torch and swung it
towards Shen, setting his robes and feathers alight. Shen squawked in pain as
he was cooked alive, taking his final moments to reflect on why he ever
listened to that soothsayer. He hadn’t needed to watch out for a warrior of
black and white after all.
-----
·
Maleficent
survives.
·
Freddy Krueger
survives.
-----
“Break out the butter, I’m gonna make
toast!” Dingodile’s flamethrower was making short work of the Friends on the
Other Side, but he couldn’t point his weapon everywhere at once, and whenever
he turned away to focus his fire elsewhere, the demons moved towards his blind
spot. He couldn’t keep this up forever – when a blast of energy hit the ground
directly behind Dingodile. He jumped in surprise.
“Who’s there?” He asked. No response
came, but there was a thud shortly afterwards from an impact, accompanied with
a dirt cloud being sent upwards. The Predator switched off its invisibility,
its shoulder-mounted plasma caster whirring to aim at another target. It
appeared to Dingodile that the Predator was here to help, so he turned his back
to it.
“You focus on that side, I’ll handle
this one.” The two had some success keeping the Friends on the Other Side at
bay with their combined effort, until Dingodile was distracted by a beeping
noise from his flamethrower.
“Out of fuel? No, not now! This couldn’t
happen at a worse time!” No longer being able to hold off his attackers, the
demons promptly overwhelmed Dingodile. Having witnessed Dingodile’s solo effort
before entering the fray itself, the Predator realised that all it could do was
delay the inevitable. It tapped a code into the computer on its wrist. No one
would make a trophy out of a hunter. Both
Dingodile and the Predator were disintegrated from being at ground zero of the
Predator’s suicide attack.
-----
“There! My new sceptre is complete. The
other tributes won’t know what hit them!” Ripto gazed at his handiwork
admiringly, when it suddenly blew up in his hand. “No!”
He looked around and saw Kefka nearby,
doubled over in laughter as if this was the funniest thing he had ever seen. “Destroy
more! Have got to destroy more!”
“Jester, you’ve just sealed your fate!”
Ripto threatened.
Kefka pulled himself together to address
Ripto. “Why create when it will only be destroyed? Why cling to life knowing
that you will have to die? None of it will have meant anything once you do.”
Kefka’s sudden mood swing was making
Ripto nervous. This was a dangerous and unpredictable foe indeed.
“At least I still have my old sceptre.
Say goodbye!” Ripto conjured his two lackeys Crush and Gulp from portals he
created to their home realm of Avatar. “Crush! Gulp! Destroy him!”
Kefka could sense the dark magic of the
Friends of the Other Side getting closer. Though he could not see them, they
were on their way.
“The whole world’s going bye-bye, you
included! Life… Dreams… Hope… Where do they come from, and where do they go?
None of that junk is enough to fulfil my heart!” Kefka raised his voice as he
continued to speak. By now, he was screaming.
“DESTRUCTION! DESTRUCTION IS WHAT MAKES
LIFE WORTH LIVING! LET’S DESTROY EVERYTHING!”
Despite their lack of intelligence, even
Crush and Gulp could tell that something wasn’t right and were reluctant to
attack Kefka. Ripto was hopping about in anger.
“What are you waiting for? Kill him!”
Ripto shouted. “I knew I should have left you two wandering in Molten Crater
where I found you!”
By now, the Friends on the Other Side
were on top of the group, and Crush was focusing on swatting them away with his
club, despite the futility of such. For his part, Ripto hopped onto Gulp’s
back, and was shooting fireballs at the spirits. Kefka’s emotions were running
wild, and he was losing control of his considerable magical power. He soon lost control completely and was overwhelmed
by his own power. With one last shriek of laughter, Kefka caused an enormous
magical explosion, destroying Ripto and his goons, as well as himself.
-----
·
Skeletor
survives.
·
Needles Kane
survives.
·
Mileena survives.
·
Vizzini survives.
·
T1000 survives.
·
Xigbar survives.
-----
Akuma saw the horde of demons coming for
him and resolved to show them that he was a more powerful demon than any of
them. The power of the Satsui No Hado would see to that. He launched himself
into a crowd of foes with a spinning kick. He had expected this to be the
beginning of his battle, but instead it proved to be the end. Akuma discovered too late that, as denizens
of darkness, his darkness infused attacks empowered his foes rather than
destroying them. As such, there was nothing he could do to stop them from
claiming his fighting spirit.
-----
Doctor Doom strode through the arena,
laughing as the Friends on the Other Side bounced harmlessly off the magical
shield he had cast around himself.
“These mindless creatures think they are
a match for the mighty Doctor Doom? How foolish of them. They are mere insects
to my glory, insignificant specks that do not even deserve to be in my
immediate vicinity! Even Richards would be embarrassed by such pitiful beings!”
Doom was so engrossed in his gloating
that he didn’t notice his shield begin to splutter and fade from the constant
assault from the very creatures he mocked. As
soon as it was broken, the creatures seized their opportunity, and the Doctor
began to malfunction…
The real Doctor Doom was sitting on his
throne in Latveria, pondering how to overcome the Fantastic Four in their next
encounter, when he was alerted to one of his computer monitors by a shrill beeping
noise. It appeared that the Doombot he had sent to compete in the Hunger Games
had been deactivated, having achieved nothing. Doom snorted derisively. This unit
must have somehow been sabotaged by Reed Richards, Doom reasoned. It couldn’t
possibly have been defective through Doom’s own error. After all, failure was
beneath Doom. Doom immediately went to design new security measures for his
cybernetics lab, so that this scenario would not repeat itself.
-----
·
Luke Atmey
survives.
·
Dio Brando
survives.
-----
A wave of conscious thought rushed over
Alduin’s mind, and he was surprised to find his tail inside a bush, with some
flowers between his claws. He couldn’t recall how this had happened, or any
events of the previous day. In fact, the last thing he did remember was his
encounter with the white haired youth when the games began. The boy had
threatened to control him immediately before, so Alduin could only assume that
the boy was not bluffing, and he had fallen victim to this suggestive power.
Nonetheless, the fact that he was back in control could only mean that the boy
had been dealt with. How the boy’s death came about was of no concern to
Alduin, as now he was free to dispose of the other tributes, which should be an
easy task as he was by far the largest tribute, and it was hard to imagine the
others being capable of killing him. His first challenge came in the form of
the Friends on the Other Side, who were dispersed with Alduin’s flame breath –
and yet, they were not being defeated, only held back. Alduin’s size worked
against him, as he was an easier target for the Friends than they were for him.
Eventually, he could hold them back no
longer, and Alduin’s soul was claimed. Without his soul, the magic keeping the
dragon alive lost its potency, and his scales, flesh and blood crumbled away,
leaving only a large skeleton where Alduin once stood.
-----
The portal was now swirling as the souls
of vanquished tributes were being consumed. Bellatrix noticed that the amulet
Dr Facilier wore around his neck glowed blood red, which gave her an idea. As
she raised her wand ready to utter an incantation, she was herself grabbed by
the Friends on the Other Side.
“Did you really think I would stop at
proving you wrong after you belittled me, ma’am?” Facilier tutted. “I’m sure
the Friends on the Other Side will appreciate a soul a magically powerful soul
such as yours.”
“I agree.” Bellatrix said. “Accio
amulet!”
“No! I need that!” Facilier cried as the
amulet tore itself from around his neck and flew towards Bellatrix, who was
rapidly being dragged into Facilier’s portal. She caught it and crushed it in her palm, just as she was sucked
giggling into the portal.
“See
you soon!” She called mockingly, before vanishing to her doom.
“No! How am I ever gonna pay back my
debt?” Facilier panicked. Not only had his amulet, the source of his power,
been destroyed, but the pieces had also been lost to him thanks to Bellatrix
destroying it at the last possible moment. The remaining demons turned on their
summoner.
“Are you ready?” They sang.
“No! I’m not ready at all! In fact, I’ve
got lots more plans!”
“Are you ready?”
“This is just a minor setback in a major
operation. As soon as I cook up another spell, we’ll be back in business! There
are still plenty of tributes left! I just need a little more time!” Facilier
stammered, desperate to appease the Friends. Having sensed that he was failing,
he made a run for it, but he didn’t get far before the demons snatched his
shadow and dragged him towards the portal.
“I
promise I’ll pay you all back! I promise!” Facilier’s promises fell on deaf ears,
and he fell victim to his own scheme. The Cornucopia returned to normal after
his demise, with one exception: the stone floor was now engraved with an image
of Dr Facilier’s screaming face, accompanied with the epitaph “Here lies Dr
Facilier. He wasn’t ready.”
-----
15
cannon shots can be heard in the distance.
Freeza
District 4
Sideshow Bob
District 7
Yami Bakura
District 10
Darth Vader
District 8
Venom
District 11
Lord Shen
District 9
Dingodile
District 8
Predator
District 5
Ripto
District 10
Kefka Palazzo
District 3
Akuma
District 8
Doctor Doom
District 1
Dr Facilier
District 2
Bellatrix Lestrange
District 4
Alduin
District 12
17
Tributes Remain
Next Time: The Games continue into the
second night. With the roster thinned out significantly, who will rise to the
top?
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