9th Official Tournament — Round 2

Posted in Flash Flash Revolution on October 31st, 2013

DIVISION 1 – Bluebird, YDK

SapphireYoshi wiped a strand of hair out of his eyes and felt tears well up. They had lost a lot of good friends crossing the Eastern Cloud Bridge. At least they’d fared through the past few days well.

It was a lovely (if slightly downcast) day, and a bright, chirpy song filled the air–slow (at 93 BPM) and oddly relaxing. Beautiful teal birds filled the sky, tweeting twinkly melodies amidst the fog of synthesizers. But wait—why were they all flying towards him?

Beside him, he heard a bloodcurdling scream. A huge blue projectile protruded out of his friend CarrotCake94’s stomach: a red mist filled the air as everybody around him panicked. Those weren’t birds; they were bullets—and this was an ambush.

DIVISION 2 – Time (Soular Order Remix), Soular Order

Just as Fluvs managed to land a punch, the room flipped again and he found himself face down on what was just before the ceiling. Behind him, the swell of an orchestral melody he vaguely remembered but couldn’t quite place was chopped into bits by the hip-hop beats of his attacker: producing prodigy gone bad Soular Order—behind him was Christopher J. Nolan, blood caked around his rotting body.

(Fluvs wasn’t too torn up about that last part, honestly. Inception was overrated, anyway.)

He had heard much about Soular Order from his studies in the District Two Police Academy. He had a way of toying with his victims, offering them brief moments of refuge before dialing up the intensity when they least expected it. So when the beats subsided and gravity finally returned to normal, he knew better than to let his guard down.

“Everybody stand your ground!” he shouted.

Beside him, Ninjacide arched his hand back before reconsidering and putting his throwing stars down. After all, with one turn of gravity his perfect throw could be aimed right back at him.

Soular Order stared down the remaining 53 members of District Two and grinned wildly. “Well, well, well, you think you’re so smart, huh? Well, let’s see how you deal with THIS!”

The room began spinning again, and soon enough everybody was spinning right along with it. Even Fluvs was flummoxed: he had been trained to deal with straightforward 16th beats, but never 24ths. It’d take a while to get past this guy, that was for sure.

DIVISION 3 – Exogenesis, Rogue

Netjet! had always been easy to excite, but this was just too much for him. “Ah! Hey! What do we do, guys!”

“If you stop exclaiming things, maybe we can work something out!” snapped omgfail. “Oh my god, do you ever stop failing?”

Granted, everybody in District Three knew what the protocol for dealing with rogue attacks was: when 20% of your district’s work force worked on pirate ships, you were always better safe than sorry. Everyone knew that when your shipmates turned against you, you had to keep your hands on the ground and jump as fast as you could off of the ship. But now, with arrows flying every which way, two or even three at a time, nobody had any idea what to do—and looking at a drop this big, jumping ship was no option.

DIVISION 4 – Prove Them Wrong, Virtual Riot

All Doug31 could make out as he was flung down yet another staircase were colors: red, blue, yellow and the occasional purples and pinks. Above him, computerized hooligans ran about, smashing databases and running off from the pet shop with RAMs. They weren’t your average rioters looking for a quick fix, that was for sure: these digital deviants were precise, tapping you in the face over and over before knocking you out cold with an unexpected flurry of 16th punches.

They had already lost so many: runescapedude1126 (dead running from The Whip), mint_man (dead from food poisoning), and TheSaxRunner05 (not dead, just out on military leave to visit his grandmother in the hospital). And for the time being it looked like they would lose a lot more.

DIVISION 5 – summerghost, paraoka

Despite his cute name and fruity, funky demeanor, the summerghost was no small threat. His attacks came in many flavors: jackhammers thrown about every which way, flaming orange arrows nestled in between already-chaotic ambushes, and piano flourishes everywhere – impossible to sidestep, they had to be dealt with head-on.

j-rodd123 crouched behind a rock, hiding from the spooky specter, as he planned out a counterattack. On the other hand, thesunfan was dodging projectiles from every direction while desperately trying to reason with him.

“It’s okay! I know what it’s like not to have any spaces in my name! I’m on your side!”

Ugh, pacifists.

DIVISION 6 – Great Battleship, Stone McKnuckle

“We’re going down!”

Near the stern of the District 6 Battleship, which was now taking on water fast, Father PriestREA had a huddle of crying men and women around him. “Nay, even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me…”

The ship had been designed to take on assaults at an intensity level of 16—but an attack of this ferocity was unprecedented. Volleys of 32nd bullets pierced the hull, while focused pairs of 16ths pounded away at critical points in the defense mechanisms. Their enemies had even brought in a guitarist to play a gnarly solo just because they could, the arrogant bastards.

You could hear all you wanted about General Stone McKnuckle, but there was nothing quite like meeting the legend and his fleet in the flesh.

DIVISION 7 – Ah Shwe Bah, Dr. Lefty feat. Admiral T

As he watched over the carnage over the Battledome, Admiral T smirked.

“How are things looking?” Dr. Lefty asked, bringing along the aspiring his client had requested.

Admiral T chugged water silently before dropping the pill into his mouth. He grimaced as the oily capsule grated down his throat. He wasn’t 20 anymore, that was for sure. “Lots of surprises so far. It’s a shame leonid got taken down so early—he was my early favorite. Oh, hey, throw in another amen break there.”

“What for?” Dr. Lefty’s brow furrowed.

“Just for the fun of it, whatchasay? Let’s just set attack power to RANDOM, that’ll get some eyeballs on this. Ratings, my friend!”

26 Responses to “9th Official Tournament — Round 2”

  1. moches again <3

  2. <3 luv all of u

  3. I love these posts

  4. These posts are awesome

  5. Amazing as always!

  6. wadadadada

  7. So are the people in the story chosen at random? XD

  8. Rip moches r1 d5 ;_;

  9. ffp on time. wut

  10. summerghost appears shortly after Halloween…coincidence?

  11. spoiler alert: I am the summerghost

    (grrr D5 why y’all so good)

  12. FPP – randomized gender edition! keep up the gr7 work moches :3

  13. Hey I got a mention :p

  14. *looks at first post* I am not a girl >_<

  15. this was not my fault I s2g :’(

  16. >*looks at first post* I am not a girl >_<

    are you sure?

  17. Moches this is amazing <3

  18. moches your posts are better than plopadops!

  19. “Father PriestREA”
    ily moches.

  20. thanks, all of you guys <3

  21. By intensity level of 16 do you mean a song of difficulty 16 :? It seems that we are being underequipped

  22. I actually meant a song with 16ths – since there are so many 32nd bursts in Great Battleship, the ability to deal with 16ths would be insufficient :P Nice catch, though!

  23. who needs spaces?

  24. too bad ninjacide got a shoutout in the post, removed for cheating lol

  25. “Beside him, Ninjacide arched his hand back before reconsidering and putting his throwing stars down. After all, with one turn of gravity his perfect throw could be aimed right back at him.”

    Ironic, really.

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