Zone C -- Megacity One

[Karl Jak]

Face to Face

Enel vs Gamzee Makara

Now that was a motherfuckin explosion worth getting aroused over.

As the chaos subsided, audiences across the Omniverse leaned a little closer to their monitor/holographic projection/mystical orb/whatever to see the trembling figure of Gamzee Makara, his breaths hoarse and labored, standing on wobbly legs.  The clown-troll smiled faintly at the devastation he had wrought upon Mega City One.

Out in front of the seemingly victorious troll, the haze continued to settle.  After a few more moments, the form of Enel could be spotted amid the rubble.  The would-be god’s body lie very still, his flesh charred and ravaged.  Some blood bubbled from a laceration that traversed the length of his scalp.  One of his legs was half-buried beneath a chunk of concrete, and the other was torn up to the point where the underlying bone could be seen in a few locations.

“That’s right.”  Gamzee mumbled.  “False.”

Before he could turn to leave, the troll saw the little sparks of electricity trickle across Enel’s torso.  It seemed like nothing, perhaps a trick of the eye or just a little bit of leftover lightning dispersing into the surrounding terrain.

And then it happened again.  This time, the electricity was clearer and more visible as it danced across the fallen warrior’s body.  After that second burst faded away, Enel’s body shuddered as electricity skittered across him once more, but this time, there was a clear center point.  A mass of blue electricity sparkling so brightly inside his broad chest that it could be seen shining through his skin.

The blue light faded and surged in a clear rhythm, each flash causing Enel’s form to tremble.

“Are you…” Gamzee muttered as he put the pieces together in his head.  “Motherfuckin kidding me.”

After a fifth jolt of electricity within his ravaged form, Enel shot up into an upright position—his bloodshot eyes snapping open just moments before a smirk spread across his charred features.

“Your tricks mean nothing to a god,” Enel rasped as he rose to his feet and grabbed a twisted piece of rebar from the debris.  Although he spoke with conviction, the warrior’s breathing was erratic.  While the electricity had scorched his open wounds, Enel still moved slowly as the two battered enemies closed for one final exchange.

Gamzee reached for a weapon and retrieved.

“Fool,” Enel scowled as the troll hoisted the bottle of Faygo like a cudgel.  The two adversaries closed.  

Gamzee swung.

Enel dropped and thrust.

The rebar punched through the other man’s chest—just below the right lung.  Gamzee’s eyes went wide as he stumbled back and fell to a knee.

“Bow to your god,” Enel rasped.  Gamzee, popping off the top of the bottle, took a long swig before going back for seconds.  Scowling, Enel grabbed the man by the neck and lifted him up.  “I said bow!.”

Instead, Gamzee Makara spewed a mouthful of Faygo into Enel’s face.  The would-be god let out a roar and stumbled back as his adversary reached for one final tool.  When Enel wiped the liquid from his face, he saw his opponent … smiling?

“That’s a nice look for you,” Gamzee muttered as he dropped the capsule in his palm.  In a flash, the troll was gone, leaving behind his possessions for the ‘victorious’ god.

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#28 Gamzee ELIMINATED

Enel takes 12 points of Accumulated Damage (includes Major Injury – Fractured skull/brain damage [may result in wooziness, blurred vision, incoherent thoughts])

Enel gets all of Gamzee’s loot (PM incoming).

Gamzee has used a Mercy Circle.  After 2 OOC days, he will wake up in a rejuvenation tube at the preshow facility and be permitted to exit to the verse of his choice.
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