Peppersalt43
They/Them- 24,226
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ALTERNATE TITLE: CHAOS, CONTROL, & CLOWNS
I've been delaying this for too long. I gotta do this before one of them gets a CRT or another thread gets made (Man, I had plans for Makima vs Aura/Yoshikage Kira). Ever since I learned that Demon Tricky isn't viable against enemies much stronger than him, I've been a bit worried in doing this. But better to get this over with than have someone steal my thunder
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While the realm had changed drastically since Ironwood's rule, there were a few aspects of the place that remained the same. One such thing was Tricky's containment which had gone relatively unchanged besides an extra amount of scientists to maintain monitoring. Even Hank's occasional visits were left unchanged as he was one of the few people willing to periodically take on the clown.
"Let's get this over with," Hank said to one of the scientists working on the intake panel.
"Oh, apologies Mr. Wimbleton. Your meeting has been delayed," the scientist replied before returning to her work.
Hank grumbled at the rejection, his hand approaching his holstered knife before realizing something. Looking around, he could say chains flashing in and out of existence towards the heads of the scientists around him. He even noticed a chain attached to his forehead when he had to look up, only for it to vanish into dust. "What the ****?" he asked before turning around, only to see someone now standing there with her hand outstretched towards him.
"Bang," Makima said, Hank's body suddenly getting obliterated as she did. He awoke a few seconds later after coming back to life, this time in his home universe.
"Hmm, I should prepare a bit more," he thought to himself. On the other end of the universe, Makima was wiping the blood that had splattered her before turning her attention back at her target. With a simple command, she got the scientists of the area to open the containment for but a moment, allowing her entry. Laying before her was the creature she had heard of, read about, and seen. It was completely dormant for now, up until the door closed and the eyeholes of its mask glowed a bright red.
"Clown devil~ It seems that I am in need of your assistance. Will you come willingly, or will I have to see if you're lesser than me?" Makima asked while tilting her head. The only response she got was a scream of rage as Tricky floated in the air, his body twitching momentarily as error bars appeared all around her. It was soon followed by red lightning, floating debris, and clones of himself before the clown's head straightened up as he pointed right at his opponent and screamed.
"CLOWN KILLS YOU!!!"
At this display, Makima maintained her smile as she said.
"OK... I can still win this."
"Let's get this over with," Hank said to one of the scientists working on the intake panel.
"Oh, apologies Mr. Wimbleton. Your meeting has been delayed," the scientist replied before returning to her work.
Hank grumbled at the rejection, his hand approaching his holstered knife before realizing something. Looking around, he could say chains flashing in and out of existence towards the heads of the scientists around him. He even noticed a chain attached to his forehead when he had to look up, only for it to vanish into dust. "What the ****?" he asked before turning around, only to see someone now standing there with her hand outstretched towards him.
"Bang," Makima said, Hank's body suddenly getting obliterated as she did. He awoke a few seconds later after coming back to life, this time in his home universe.
"Hmm, I should prepare a bit more," he thought to himself. On the other end of the universe, Makima was wiping the blood that had splattered her before turning her attention back at her target. With a simple command, she got the scientists of the area to open the containment for but a moment, allowing her entry. Laying before her was the creature she had heard of, read about, and seen. It was completely dormant for now, up until the door closed and the eyeholes of its mask glowed a bright red.
"Clown devil~ It seems that I am in need of your assistance. Will you come willingly, or will I have to see if you're lesser than me?" Makima asked while tilting her head. The only response she got was a scream of rage as Tricky floated in the air, his body twitching momentarily as error bars appeared all around her. It was soon followed by red lightning, floating debris, and clones of himself before the clown's head straightened up as he pointed right at his opponent and screamed.
"CLOWN KILLS YOU!!!"
At this display, Makima maintained her smile as she said.
"OK... I can still win this."
- Speed equalized
- Place Located in: Nevada
- Starting range: 30 meters
- Post-Auditor Tricky used
- Makima has prior knowledge
- Win via anything!!
- The Control Devil : 0
- The Clown : 0
- Incon : 0
VS
