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YMB3 3-7: Kokonoe vs Smeargle


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This woman…she’s a cunning one. The Inventor ruffled his hat as he surfed the records stored on his laptop. Kokonoe. Her infamous deceit and manipulative skills precede her. She was able to manipulate Exodia into throwing himself in the furnace…somehow. There’s a good chance she’s one of our toughest prey. If I’m not careful, she’ll manipulate us into undoing our whole charade. He stood up, cocking the pistol previously concealed in his trenchcoat. Her opponent is Smeargle, a well-liked individual both in real life and cyberspace. He might be easy for her to manipulate, but he’s been known to exude more street smarts than most of the other competitors. I need to formulate a challenge for the two of them…

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Smeargle walked alongside the streets of Yugo, kicking a lone Pepsi can toward the bottom of a trash can. Man, I’m in a bad situation. Whoever these cyber terrorists are, they’re making us compete against our own friends. Black and Cherry…I never thought those two would be pushed like that. I’m glad at least Black's free from the hospital, but…now Cherry's lost his harddrive. If I’m not careful, I’ll end up just like him. Shaking the burdening thoughts from his head, Smeargle jogged over to the ice cream stand, relishing as he licked the delicious taste of sea salt ice cream. “This is totally the best place in town!”

 

It is, isn’t it?” Smeargle whirled around, seeing a man in a trenchcoat and hat standing behind him.

 

“Um…yeah. Who are you?”

 

The man tossed his ice cream to the ground. “Your worst nightmare.” Smeargle gasped, taking off in the other direction as the coated man pursued him. The two of them dashed through the crowd, bumping into people and shoving others aside to tread more ground. Smeargle whipped around and threw his ice cream, nailing his chaser in the face. Then, he ducked into the adjacent alley, hoping to lose him in the urban maze.

 

After repeatedly turning corners, Smeargle leaned against the brick wall, sliding down to the pavement. He looked to both sides, noting that he seemed to be alone within the closed passageway. “Phew, that was close!” As he spoke, the man jumped from the roof above him, landing with a thud in front of Smeargle.

 

Let’s talk.” Smeargle moved to punch the attacker, but the man simply gripped his fist and elbow, twisting it behind his back to prevent him from moving. “It’s time for the next round. Are you ready?

 

“You!” Smeargle muttered. “I don’t like this game you’re playing here, dude. What’s the point of all this?”

 

The man chuckled. “The point? The Wiseman and I have been doing this dance for a long while, kid. We do it for kicks.

 

“You get kicks out of kidnapping kids and pitting them against each other in desperation? That’s pretty sick if you ask me.” The Inventor said nothing, releasing his hold on Smeargle.

 

Finally, he explained, “The Wiseman is fetching Kokonoe. She will be your opponent today.

 

Smeargle’s eyes widened. “No, not Lily!” He was answered with a swear, turning to see a girl shoved into the alley by a man wearing a black outfit with a green mask.

 

“Smeargle? Are you serious?”

 

Yes,” the Wiseman answered. “I’m taking off, dude.” With that, he leaped up so he could grab a window ledge and scale the side of the building until he disappeared over the rooftop.

 

“Alright,” the Inventor started. “Your task is simple.” He reached into his coat and took out a photo of a young boy. “This is a shot from the Yugo Mall’s security footage. As of this moment, the boy is alone there, separated from his mother. Normally, the mall security would help, but they’re a bit…tied-up at the moment. So it’ll be up to you two to help him out.

 

“How’s this a competition?” Kokonoe asked. “How do you expect one of us to beat the other with this?”

 

The Inventor smirked. “One would expect you’d work with the boy to find his mother. But that’s not the case. You two need to find his mother and bring her to him. Whoever finds his mother wins! But you should hurry…the clock is ticking.

 

“Ticking for what?” Smeargle asked. “What the hell are you gonna do?”

 

Nothing, so long as you finish this within the hour,” the Inventor replied, glancing at his watch. “I can’t say what, the Wiseman was the one who separated the two of them and planned each of their fates. I’m simply here to observe and organize the match.

 

“You sick bastard,” Kokonoe remarked. “When this ends, I’ll put an end to you two.” The two of them took off running, trying to out-race the other as they sped in the mall’s direction.

 

The Inventor sighed, briskly walking in the other direction. “I think I liked it better when I couldn’t see their reactions through the computer screen…

 

 

Kokonoe

 

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Smeargle

 

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This contest ends at 2:00 AM EST on July 2nd, 2011. The person with the most votes wins.

 

Allllllright, now I want a nice, clean fight. No blows below the belt (that goes to you too, spectators) directed at each contestant, do it 3 times and your vote is REJECTED. Get ready to RRRRRRUUUUUUMMMMMMMMBBBBBLLLLLLLLEEEEE!

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