| GCB Fanfics: Vs. Mode |
Vs. Mode - DK vs. Vercetti"And we're back, folks!" Brock cries, nearly being drowned out by the roar of the crowd. "We're coming away from one of the most brutal battles yet, but things could get even messier with our next matchup." "Indeed they could, Brock," Lucca yawns, her exhaustion from repairing the stadium slipping through. "Our third match of the day pits a worlds-renowned bonecrusher against a tough-as-nails gunslinger." "And the melee master comes in first to an outstanding ovation," Brock comments as Donkey Kong enters the arena, giving his trademark goofy grin as his fans cheer wildly. "One of Team N's last holdouts is also clearly one of its most well-known!" "Say what you will about ol' DK, but he's sure got a lively fanbase," Lucca agrees, as the ape and his fans clap to the rhythm of the DK Rap. "Donkey Kong had some trouble last year against Aya Brea and Mario, but he's already bounced back this year in a solid win over Vyse." "His next opponent is definitely no pushover, though. Tommy Vercetti may be an Independent newcomer, but he scored an impressive victory over Kite, one of The World's most dangerous characters. And that victory's even more impressive when you remember he didn't get it here, but in The World itself--and just getting there looked like a pretty rough ride." "Ahh, he handled it fine," Lucca says coolly. "After all, he is a mob boss. They're used to thinking on their feet, right?" "Guess you've got a point there, Lucca," Brock agrees, thinking of some of Team Rocket's more spectacular entrances. Then, after a few seconds, he adds, "...so...where is he, anyway?" "Sorry I'm late," says a voice from behind them. The announcers turn to find Vercetti jogging up to them--and not from the competitors' tunnel. "Had some trouble getting all this gear together...." "And Donkey Kong's opponent finally arrives, making a surprise entrance from...how did you get in here?" Lucca asks, looking at the blank wall behind him. "Shortcut," he says quickly. "So--this is Vs. Mode's great genius, Lucca! Not bad...I'd have been here a lot sooner if I'd known you were great looking, too." Lucca snorts before replying. "Thanks, Tommy. Really. Now run along, your match is starting--" "And she's got spunk, too! I love spunk," Vercetti interrupts with a snicker. "But I'm serious about you...you've got a very pretty face. You could be a real babe, in a couple of years." He stares at Lucca's eyes intently; they widen a bit as she backs up in her chair. "...gotta lose the cokebottles, though," he finishes, as he grabs her glasses from her face with a flick of his wrist. Lucca blushes madly as he looks her over again. "Give those back now, Vercetti, or someone's in for a serious 'accident,'" she mutters through clenched teeth, sounding very energetic now. "Eh...your loss," he says, shrugging and tossing back the ultra-thick lenses. "See you after the match, okay?" He winks at her, then walks slowly to the arena floor. "Ugh. No respect for a girl's privacy...I hate guys like that! Don't you, Brock? ...Brock?" She turns to find her co-announcer gazing at her lovingly. "Lucca...I never realized...you were so beautiful," he gushes, looking entranced... ...until he grins. "Oh, shut up," she grumbles, smacking him in the back of the head. "Just give us the rundown on the match, will you!?" "Sorry, Lucca--I couldn't help it," he says, still laughing. "Anyway...this match has 'slaughter' written all over it. Vercetti's high-powered weapons could finish DK with one shot, so I've got to give him the edge. He's a little light on defenses, though, so the ape could knock him out just as fast if he gets in close. With a little luck, this match could go either way." "Let's hope most of that luck lands in Donkey Kong's corner," Lucca mutters, crossing her arms as Ref-Bot takes center stage. "Players, to your positions. Player 1, ready?" Donkey Kong beats his chest and roars in response. "Player 2, ready?" "As I'll ever be," Tommy replies, raising his Python to eye level. "Combatants ready. Raise force barriers. Match 47, Donkey Kong vs. Tommy Vercetti. 3, 2, 1... fight!" "Power's on; game's started! Donkey Kong charges right away, but incoming Python shots hold him back...the first two miss, but the third grazes his arm. He dives out of the way of the fourth, forcing Vercetti to retrain...wait, what's this?" "Looks like DK's not just a melee master after all!" Lucca cheers. "From out of nowhere, he pulls out his Coconut Cannon! The rapid-fire coconuts slam into Tommy's stomach, then send him running scared and firing wildly!" "Err...impartiality, Lucca?" Brock mumbles, surprised to be reminding her for once. "Vercetti slips away and reloads as his opponent adjusts his aim. Donkey Kong shoots first...looks like the first shot winged him...." "The mobster wisely hits the floor and rolls, getting a quick bead on DK--and he shoots the Coconut Cannon right out of his hands! A great shot, I'll admit..." A sharp screech from Donkey Kong interrupts her. "Ouch...Tommy fires again quickly and tags Donkey Kong in the leg," Lucca calls with a wince. "Looks like this one's over before it's started after all," Brock says a bit sadly. "DK is clearly in pain, but he tries to recover as Vercetti stalks in for the kill...and holsters his pistol?" "...I don't believe this!" Lucca exclaims a second later, looking disgusted. "Tommy has actually taken out a baseball bat and is running right into DK's range! Ugh, this is just blatant showboating...." "It could also be a big mistake. That wounded leg will slow Donkey Kong down, but now he won't even have to move to fight back! DK easily ducks Vercetti's first swing. The mobster tries again--but DK stops this one with the back of his arm, not even flinching! Vercetti looks panicked, but he still swings hard at Donkey Kong's torso...and the ape just takes the hit and grins!" "Tommy's clearly out of his league on Donkey Kong's turf," Lucca calls, grinning. "He tries to scramble away--but DK's already got him! He punishes the gangster with a brutal over-the-shoulder slam...then another one for good measure! He follows those up with an incredible swing toss, whirling Tommy over his head and throwing him at least ten feet. Nice one, DK!" "Might as well get her a set of pom-poms and a skirt," Brock mutters to himself. "What was that??" "Nothing, nothing," Brock says nervously, laughing and hiding a sweatdrop. "Vercetti's slow to get up, and his right arm looks numb...but DK's not giving chase. Instead, he picks up Vercetti's baseball bat--and ties the solid aluminum weapon into a knot!" he exclaims as the crowd goes wild. "Another impressive feat of strength from the leader of the Kongs...but you've got to admit, that's pretty blatant showboating too, Lucca." "Turnabout is fair play, Brock," Lucca replies with a smirk. "But it looks like Donkey Kong's about to--" "You're gonna pay for that, you *******!!" Vercetti shouts, as he fires a rocket at his foe. "--pay the price, as Tommy obviously just brought out the big guns!" Lucca finishes after an ear-shattering explosion. "...ugh, not again..." "The rocket barely misses the hobbling DK, doing some damage to the freshly-repaired arena floor instead," Brock explains, just before another blast rings out. "Vercetti's next shot sails unusually wide--he's clearly not the same crack shot with his left arm...." "Donkey Kong's--" Lucca's cut off again by a third deafening explosion, this one making her wince. "DK got caught in the edge of that third blast, after inexplicably pausing to watch the second shot hit the force barrier. Did he think it would reach the crowd...?" "Vercetti lines up for the kill shot...but--" "DK's up!" Lucca cries, pumping her fist. "--but DK sits up, and throws...something at Vercetti before he can get the shot off! ...and I really hope that's not what it looks like from here," Brock mutters, raising an eyebrow as Lucca checks the strange projectile with her scope. She laughs aloud. "It's the baseball bat!" she exclaims. "Now THAT'S thinking on your feet!" "Looks like the ploy worked--Vercetti's distracted too, and DK charges in! Vercetti swings around his shotgun fast--another wide shot--he raises it to DK's head--" "SONOFA--" Vercetti cries. The next hit's impact is almost as loud as the explosions. "...and Donkey Kong bats the gun away like a toy, then hits Tommy with an uppercut that sends him eight feet in the air!" Lucca cheers, straining to keep her voice above the crowd's roar. "Ref-Bot starts the ten-count, but it's only a formality--Tommy's got to be out cold after that power-packed punch!" "He's sure to be kicking himself when he wakes up, too," Brock adds. "Vercetti had this match won before that baseball bat stunt." "Just goes to show you, Brock--you get too cocky, and things turn around on you in a flash." Then a sudden shotgun blast rings out, showing the truth of those words. "...right you are, Lucca," Brock murmurs, alongside a gasping crowd. "At the count of 8, Vercetti sat up and hit Donkey Kong in the back with a close-range shotgun blast!" "He was playing possum!" a furious Lucca exclaims. "What a dirty cheater!" "Not cheating...tactics, remember?" Brock reminds her, smirking a bit. Then he shrinks back into his seat as Lucca fixes him with a glare. "The mob boss stalks over to finish the job...but he actually reconsiders and walks off as Ref-Bot starts the ten-count. Probably just wants to save ammo," Lucca grumbles. "Looks like a good idea. I don't think another shotgun blast would change the result of...this...." Brock trails off as the crowd, and Lucca, gasp...and Donkey Kong gets up. "Incredible....Donkey Kong has somehow gotten to his feet again!" Lucca cries. "This is no ordinary ape, folks. He's taken a gunshot wound, a rocket explosion, and a shotgun blast and he's still coming back for more!" "How is he even still standing...?" Brock asks, sounding subdued. "Looking frantic, Tommy fires another shotgun blast, hitting DK in the shoulder...and he's still walking!" Lucca calls in disbelief. "The mobster drops the shotgun and goes back to rockets--" Another explosion interrupts her. "--and plants this one about a foot in front of DK! This has to be it for the gorilla; I doubt even he could...no, wait--and he's still walking!!" "He's like an ape possessed!" Brock exclaims. "What's it going to take to put DK down!?" "Tommy pulls the trigger again and--he's out of ammo!? Talk about being unprepared....He runs forward to reclaim his shotgun--and DK catches him!! He snaps the shotgun in half and--" Lucca gasps sharply as several loud cracks--and a long scream from Vercetti--ring out. "...and grabs Vercetti by the waist with his free hand," Brock finishes grimly. "DK winds up for the finish...Vercetti lands one last futile punch...no, wait...did he...?" Abruptly, Vercetti stops screaming. A second later, a deep thud is heard, followed by a light one. "Unbelievable," Lucca mumbles, shaking her head. "That punch was the straw that broke the Kong's back--the ape's finally down! But Vercetti was so exhausted, he passed out two seconds later!" Brock says quickly. "The ref's giving them both ten-counts now...." "If either fighter gets up, he'll win this match," Lucca informs the crowd, "but...." A second later, Ref-Bot raises the white flag. "Winner: Tommy Vercetti." A surprisingly large portion of the crowd cheers as Lucca snaps her fingers. "Darn. Another victory stolen by the forces of evil...." "Maybe, Lucca, but it was still quite a fight--this one really went down to the wire!" Brock exclaims. "I just hope the doctors here will be able to patch these two up...." "Me too, Brock...they really did make a mess out of each other," Lucca replies. Then she smirks a bit. "Guess this means Tommy won't be coming back to the booth after all. How sad...." "Don't worry, Lucca--I'll drop by the medical center later and tell him you said 'Get Well Soon'." Lucca smiles all too sweetly. "Gee, thanks, Brock. ...give him a present from me." Brock recognizes the live grenade an instant before it explodes. "Well, viewers--that's three down, one to go," Lucca announces happily as a blackened Brock falls out of his chair. "Coming up next is a classic battle between magic and technology, as Princess Zelda takes on Mega Man in the final match of the second round!" "...Ze...Zel...da...?" Brock mumbles from under the table. "Looks like I'll go back to being the voice of reason for this match," Lucca mutters. "Stay tuned!" Next Entry Back |