Day Three

[Karl Jak]

Face to Face
#42 Delsin Rowe vs #14 Mickey Mouse & #27 Deadpool

Delsin Rowe knew he was in desperate straits the moment he was torn away from his group and dropped onto another part of the island. In an attempt to find some solace and try and decipher where to head next, he ventured to the large park outside the city. He found a resting spot inside a large wooden playground set, complete with a spiral slid, monkey bars, and a rope ladder. With any luck, some rest and relaxation would help clear him up as people started to drop like flies.

The hours passed, and he heard the announcement of Aero and McNinja’s deaths. While he hadn’t known the blue-haired guy for too long, he’d fought alongside the claw-wearing ninja, and he couldn’t help but feel like it was a terrible omen. The island was starting to contract (metaphorically, of course), and that meant the survivors were slowly being driven together. How long until his little wooden paradise gave way to the harsh reality of the Abyss?

Staring out from his fort, Delsin saw the two primes approaching long before he heard them. They didn’t seem too terrible—a walking mouse and a goofy-looking man in some sort of spandex or latex. Looking out the rear of the wooden structure, Delsin scowled as he tried to figure out his options. Before long, he knew what he had to do. Slipping out the back, he unhooked the rope ladder from the side of the building, and before the other two primes got close enough, he grabbed a fistful of gravel. Even if the other two primes were unarmed, Delsin knew he had to get the jump on them fast, or he would be dead.

As they drew closer, he started to hear the conversation they were having… the strange man was talking about new phases or something.

With a yell, Delsin sprung out from his hiding place and swung the large rope ladder down onto Deadpool. The mercenary grumbled behind his mask as he toppled over and started to fumble around awkwardly beneath the playground piece. Turning sharply, he threw the gravel at the mouse’s face. Mickey let out a gasp and turned away from the handful of stones, and a beat later, Delsin picked him off the ground and threw him at the jungle gym.

The mouse temporarily dealt with, the graffiti artist turned and saw Deadpool standing there, rope ladder in hand.

“Didn’t have a Weapon, did you?” The mercenary chuckled as he threw the mass of rope at the other prime. Delsin was quick to respond—he threw his hands forward and drilled his enemy with a concentrated blast of smoke. Deadpool hit the ground a few yards back, rubbed his head, and mumbled something about SP before Delsin ran up and punched him in the side of the head. The first blow wasn’t too bad, but the second was more like a boot crashing down onto the mercenary’s face—that was the one that elicited a remark that included more than a few obscene terms.

“Language!” Mickey shouted as he rushed forward to his new partner’s defense. Hopping over Delsin’s low kick, the mouse swung the Master Sword across the man’s chest. Before landing, Mickey threw out his other hand and fired a bolt of energy into Delsin’s shoulder. The graffiti artist stumbled at his opponent and managed to throw enough force into a punch to send the much smaller prime backwards.

Any advantage the man may have had was lost when the shovel slammed into his face and knocked him down. He hit the ground hard and started to drag himself away when the shovel came down and split apart his knee. Delsin screamed as Deadpool came in for a second swing, but by then, the adrenaline had already started to take over. The man rolled hard, blood spattering from the open wound as he managed to barely the shovel blade. He reached out with his arm and swept his opponent’s leg out from under him. By some twist of fate, Delsin managed to catch the shovel, and he was on the verge of landing a blow to the neck when the massive beam of yellow energy slammed into him.

As Deadpool made it to his feet and grabbed his shovel, Mickey dashed over and grabbed at his wrist. “Hurry, while he’s unconscious.”

The mercenary laughed. “That expletive deleted dead, Mickey Mouse.” Deadpool glanced up and shook his head at something in the sky.

[spoiler]

#42 Delsin Rowe DEAD

22 Primes Remain

Mickey Mouse used Tier 1 Super Move Yellow Kingdom Hearts (-2 SP)

Mickey Mouse has a bad bruise on his jaw -- 'It's a whoopah!' -- Minor Injury (+1 Damage)
Deadpool suffered some minor blunt force trauma to his chest. It'll be sore -- Minor Injury (+1 Damage)

Watch your mouth, DP. Next time, it's a warning.[/spoiler]