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Alien Force To Ultimate Alien [open]
Ben had spent the last couple of days feeling strangely hollow inside. As such, he had filled it with junk food (what was left) and watching his DVDs of Sumo Slammers. But he was getting restless.
As such, he was standing in the sensoriums, thinking up locations and discarding each one, one by one. “Too much debris.” Flick. “Too risky.” Flick. “Too high.” Flick. “What the moon? Why would I even…?”
Finally he settled on a familiar sight, the base of Mt. Rushmore.
Next he cleared out as much room as possible, removing manmade items and then filling them with various trees and rocks and stuff. A few hazards ought to do it.
Finally he thought hard, and in a flash of light, about fifty of his old opponents appeared from both kid years and elder years. Going down the line of unnaturally still opponents, Ben started weeding each of them out. “One-shotted. Not this one. Nope.” He paused at Tinny!Kevin and dismissed him completely. “Not my cup of tea today.”
After weeding out the weakest from the strongest and most dangerous, Ben asked Stacy to save this scenario and title it “Smackdown”, over-writing his previous attempt at this.
Cracking his knuckles, Ben asked for danger to be cranked up a notch, and looked at everyone who suddenly came to life.
Vilgax stabbed his giant sword into the ground. “Ben Tennyson, I’ve come to subjugate your entire world and kill you. Is this a bad time?”
“No not really,” said Ben as he struck the Ultimatrix. “FOUR ARMS!”
On cue, his entire rogues gallery rushed him and they met in a resounding clash of flying fists.
Somehow, this was soothing the ache in Ben’s chest.
As such, he was standing in the sensoriums, thinking up locations and discarding each one, one by one. “Too much debris.” Flick. “Too risky.” Flick. “Too high.” Flick. “What the moon? Why would I even…?”
Finally he settled on a familiar sight, the base of Mt. Rushmore.
Next he cleared out as much room as possible, removing manmade items and then filling them with various trees and rocks and stuff. A few hazards ought to do it.
Finally he thought hard, and in a flash of light, about fifty of his old opponents appeared from both kid years and elder years. Going down the line of unnaturally still opponents, Ben started weeding each of them out. “One-shotted. Not this one. Nope.” He paused at Tinny!Kevin and dismissed him completely. “Not my cup of tea today.”
After weeding out the weakest from the strongest and most dangerous, Ben asked Stacy to save this scenario and title it “Smackdown”, over-writing his previous attempt at this.
Cracking his knuckles, Ben asked for danger to be cranked up a notch, and looked at everyone who suddenly came to life.
Vilgax stabbed his giant sword into the ground. “Ben Tennyson, I’ve come to subjugate your entire world and kill you. Is this a bad time?”
“No not really,” said Ben as he struck the Ultimatrix. “FOUR ARMS!”
On cue, his entire rogues gallery rushed him and they met in a resounding clash of flying fists.
Somehow, this was soothing the ache in Ben’s chest.
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Well, it probably wasn't good for her.
Finding her ship-brother being pummeled by a dozen or so aliens of all shapes and colors, however, was not what she had expected.
"Ben!" she yelled to be heard above the din. "Is this a private dance or can anyone cut in?!"
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The lazy-eyed circus freak gave her a glare, and opened his mouth to spit a glob of putrid acidic smoke at her.
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"Not playing nice, are they?" she asked as she gulped a breath of fresh air, getting a better grip on her two-handed sword, and turned on a creature that looked much like a knight. Maydril ducked to avoid a laser blast, kicked out with one leg, and turned to bring her sword across the thing's chest with a vicious slash.
The thing sparked as she leapt away and fell in a sputtering mess of twitching robot.
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He then shrugged. Well to be fair, he never really saw the Forever Knights as anything more than a group of mindless drones. So robots. Excellent.
Vilgax came down, grappling with him as Vulkanus peppered the pair with a strafing attack from his rifle.
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This was about where she wished she had more offensive spells, but without more study, that wasn't to be. And people wondered why she had her nose in a book so often?
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"You okay?" he inquired.
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She sighed. "But that is why I have shields, yes?"
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That was Vilgax that Ben and May were fighting.
That. Was. Vilgax.
"...Awesome," he breathed, grinning wildly. Ben's rivalry with Vilgax was legendary back home, especially since it had ended with a resurrected Vilgax fighting Ben from two timelines, who froze him in a block of ice and threw him in the Null Void.
In short, this was the stuff of dreams.
"Mind if I join in?" he asked.
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"Wait your turn, kiddo. You and I can fight the creep next." Nura watched the duo battle, with a proud disposition. She watched as Ben and May tag-teamed together, moving about the fight quickly and tactically.
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Swooping up, he loosed cutting blasts down into the ranks, scattering his opponents everywhere.