In the break room, the arguments kept going on. Six, Eagle, and Nighthawk bickered about their lives and who could out-roast the others. Timns and Veggethbull/Tales argue about their past. Liam fought a verbal war against Toaster, all while Varvatos began shoving bolts and screws into his mouth to chew. Aku sat in the corner crying, sad at the outcome of the night so far, with a small family guy doll behind his cup of tea, and chubby merely rolling his eyes at the hypocrisy of the group. Tales was becoming annoyed with the group, they kept bickering, they kept fighting! Where was the unification he sought to break?! There was no unification, only morons fighting each other. It was no fun to kill them like this! “I’ll say again Timns, you are the most irritating person that Veggie could’ve ever had!” Tales screamed. “It’s better than you!” Timns pointed at Tales. “You’re murdering people, and killed my best friend!” “So?!” “So you will pay for his death with your life!” Timns yelled. The fighting kept going, nothing could stop it! Until, Aku stood up and yelled, “[b][u]QUIET! CAN’T YOU SEE YOU’RE TEARING THIS FAMILY APART?!!!!!!!![/u][/b]” The room fell into a hum, everyone standing and looking at Aku with tears flowing down his face. Their faces held confusion, shock, and weirded disgust, instead of rage. “Family?” Liam asked. “Look! We’re all fighting each other! We need to work together! All of us!!!!” Aku cried. He pointed at the monitor of Tales. “Including you!!! We can help you!” “No, you can’t!” Tales exclaimed. “No one can help me! No one but myself!” “We can and we will!” Aku cried again. “Otherwise, we’ll all be dead before you can say-“ “Where’s Giant?” Chubbyninja asked. “I don’t think that’s how the saying goes.” Eagle retorted. “No, that’s not what he means. Where the -blam!- is Giant?” Nighthawk clarified. Everyone turned to look at the now-empty couch, it’s red cushions devoid of a robot, and left with only the stain of something and potato chip fragments. Out of everyone, Tales was the most curious. “What?! Where is he?! Did he use the bathroom?!” Varvatos turned to look at the monitor. “I FEEL DIZZY!” Before falling to the floor, dead. “I guess I did misplace his spine…” Nighthawk muttered. Everyone took a step back, now with a new-fallen one. Tales sighed and took out a notepad. He began writing. “Once, 8 little Offtopic. Another one bit the dust, Thanos style, and now there were 7. I really wanted to kill Varvatos with a crusher, Terminator-style.” Tales closed his notebook. “Seriously though, where the -blam!- is...” Tales stopped talking as the realization hit him. Behind him, he heard, “HELLO THERE!!!” Tales stood up rapidly, and dove to the side as a fiery axe came crashing down upon the console, the last sight the people in the break room saw before the lights went out. In the broadcasting booth, Giant was flown to the side by the explosion of the console, Axe still in hand. He began to get up, as smoke clouded the room, and fire began to light up the dark room. The emergency lights turned on, and the sprinkler system activated, dousing all flames except that of his ax. Tales was nowhere to be seen. Grasping the battle-ax with two hands, Giant took a defensive stance. With his back to the wall, Giant light up his axe, only for the flames to be doused by the water. The only light in the room was the red emergency lights. Giant called out, “I ain’t afraid of no walking tree! Come on out where I can kill you!” To his surprise, Tales walked out from a nearby closet, with a mace in hand. His mask was sealed, the yellow-green eyes fueled with hatred. “Very well, en garde Weeb-Lord!” Giant readied his ax. “The correct title is ‘Prequel-meme lord’, vegetable head. Now, let the hate flow through you, and dew it!” Giant began to charge, as Tales also began to run toward him. They swung their weapons, and a mighty clash of steel shook the room. As fast as Giant was, his injuries earlier were slowing him down. And Tales was just as fast. He swept under Giant’s feet, knocking him to the floor. “[b]Your time to die has now come at last, machine![/b]” Tales yelled, and raised his mace, as a window shattered nearby. ________________________________ On the fifth floor, four floors under where the explosion had occurred, the others had managed to make it to a large lobby like area. A window, illuminated by flames stuck out. Everyone but Chubby was gasping for air, tired as to how fast they ran up the stairs. “Come on guys!” Chubby yelled. We need to get up there.” Everyone else did not share his optimism, as they all bent over, wheezing for air. Liam had even collapsed onto the ground, needing to breathe. “Hold your *Wheeze* fat ass, Chubby.” Nighthawk gasped for air. “Why are there so many stairs in this place? Besides, he’ll be dead before we get up there. I can’t fly up there either with my wing broken.” Chubby looked around frantically until he saw the small green glass orbs hanging from Timns’ belt. “Mind if I borrow one?” He asked. Timns handed him one, asking “Sure, why?” Chubby’s only response was to throw the glass orb toward the window. He took a stance like he was readying to punch someone, he then sprinted at max speed. For a few seconds, nothing happened. Then, with a poof, Chubby teleported to the broadcasting booth, the window shattering behind him, and he full-fledged pummel drives Tales into the ground with a punch that made a loud shockwave. Tales went flying into the wall yelling “[b]OHHHHH SHIIIIIITTTTTTTT![/b]”, and with a massive crunch, the wall collapsed on top of him. Giant looked up, “Chubby? How did…?” “Real-world teleportation Ender pearls, made by some people in the gaming industry,” Chubby replied. “Very expensive, add onto any existing momentum you have, and very effective if you know how to use them.” He reached out to help Giant up, as Tales burst from the wall, half of his mask destroyed. “MOTHER -blam!-ERS!!!!” He screeched as his mask tried to distort his voice. “YOU’LL PAY FOR THAT WITH YOUR LIFE!” “Then come on and fight all of us! If you’re so powerful, you should be able to kill all of us in one go! We’ll be in the lobby!” Chubby then grabbed Giant and jumped out of the window. Giant screeched as he fell, and Chubby simply pulled out a grappling hook gun and grappled to a nearby catwalk, swinging Giant and himself onto the ground of the main lobby. Everyone circled around them to help giant, who yelled at Chubby. “You could’ve warned me!” “And you had a grappling gun the whole time?!” Aku steamed. Chubby merely shrugged. “It’s more of a once-off type of thing. Besides, it wouldn’t have saved Giant in time.” “Uh, guys?” Liam asked still lying on the floor, eyes staring straight up. “I think Veggie is going to jump down here, superhero style.” Everyone turned their heads up, to see Tales land on the concrete floor, cracking the nearby slabs, and making a small crater. He stood, grimacing in pain as he clutched his knees. “-blam!-! HOW DO THEY DO THOSE?!” He yelled. Six piped up before he could stop himself, “It’s all in the knees, flytrap breath!” Everyone readied their weapons. Six aimed a pistol, chubby pulled out his wakizashi, Aku grabbed a nearby teacup, Giant brandished his axe, Nighthawk handed Eagle two of his knives, Liam lit his hands up with electricity, and Timns loaded the Spartan laser again. Everyone was ready to fight. Out of nowhere, a monitor opened up from the floor, revealing Toaster’s face on top of it. “Discount Avengers!” He called. “Assem-“ The monitor was then shot, multiple times. The TV stand buckled, and the speaker shorted out. Tales readied a pistol and his mace. Malice, hate, and a will to kill glowing in his eyes, he spoke. “I suppose that if I die, so does Veggie. I see this as an absolute win! Very well, Offtopic. I accept your challenge, and I SHALL-“ Another monitor opened up from the wall, with Toaster again on the TV. “Masturbate to sunflower hentai?” “SHUT UP YOU -blam!-ING TOASTER!!!!” Tales screamed. Liam looked over to Toaster, “Yeah seriously, it’s not funny anymore Toaster. The jokes have gotten old.” “Nonsense.” Toaster replied. “Think of it this way, while I’m distracting him, Nighthawk and Eagle will get down to FOWL BUSINESS! HEHEHEHEHEHEH-“ *Bzzzzzzz-PSSSSSST!* The laser Timns had been holding fired, not at Tales, but at Toaster. Nighthawk had grabbed it from Timns and shot toaster. As he handed it back to Timns, he replied, “Glad I scrapped that defunct Toaster when I got the chance.” Timns readied the laser, and everyone began to charge. The final battle of the night began, and shall end in the finale. [spoiler]Sorry for the wait, I needed a break from writing, and soon, the games will end! Been fun writing this, mainly for the jokes lol[/spoiler]