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Post #1: 26th Jan 2017 10:14 PM 


The eight that remained collectively scratched their heads over the mystery of the missing items.

"Nofo you steal the Smash?" Zersch asked accusingly with haste.

"No lmao. I grabbed the barrel." Nofo asserted.

The rest of the group huddled up and began to whisper to one another as if they were a deliberating jury. Minutes later, they broke huddle as Nofo looked at them expectantly.

Farlig threw the first stone. Quite literally, as the jagged rock made a deep gash in the side of Nofo's head.

"Since he was here not long ago." Farlig explained.

"wow guys i am truly hurt" Nofo complained. But the pain hadn't ended yet.

"listen." Nofo said as he tried to stall for time.

"ugly" he continued as he pointed at Timmah, prepared to lead a revolt against him.

Vic wasn't having it. He immediately wrestled Nofo away and pinned him to the ground.

"dont do that" Nofo pleaded, but it was no use. Mal and Ahoda followed behind and began to mercilessly pound away on Nofo's round, doughy body.

"wait." Nofo said, as his attackers relented for a moment. "Let me do it. Can't wait to see your reaction to me being town."

They hesitantly agreed before backing away a few feet to observe. Nofo made good on his word as he immediately morphed into a pink rock and plummeted through both the rocky platform and cloud below him, sending himself spiraling into the abyss...

...where he was promptly caught by a giant hand. A master hand, you could say. After all this time, the fighters had finally met him face to hand.

To begin the festivities, he casually squeezed Nofo's rocky form. A loud crack could be heard as Nofo broke into pieces immediately. Master Hand dumped the shards at the fighters' feet as he hovered over them menacingly.

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With a snap of the hand's giant fingers, the heavens receded into nothingness and gave way to nothing but one small platform with endless stars and galaxies in the background, as far as the eye could see.

Broken, battered and weary as they were, the fighters couldn't turn back now. This was their one chance to defeat the menace.

"WOOOOOOAH!!" Ahoda squealed as he kicked himself into the air with his tiny, green legs and threw several eggs at the hand. Barely perturbed, the hand swatted him aside, before turning itself into a finger gun. It steadily began to move back and forth, narrowing in on its first victim.

"Fear the reaper" Curtis squeaked menacingly as he jumped in front of the finger gun, just before it fired. A wave of energy hit him square in his pink, round body, but the hand took the worst of it. It wiggled around erratically as a small flower violently rooted itself into one of its knuckles. Master Hand began to feel weaker by the second.

Vic and Farlig immediately took advantage and each shot arrows at the wavering hand.

The Master Hand could feel its power slipping quickly, so it decided to go for broke. The fighters watched as the hand zoomed back into the stars, before turning around and heading straight towards them, its hand now balled into a fist.

"Get behind me!" Timmah yelled as the other six fighters hid behind Timmah's flowing pink dress.

Just before the hand reached them, Timmah pulled out a Toad and waved it out in front of him. The hand shrieked in anger and pain as it somehow ended up punching itself.

Sensing victory was near, the fighters knew just the way to finish it off. The smash ball lazily floated its way around the stage as the fighters quickly made chase.

Ahoda kicked his way up to it and pulled it down.

"Mal, I think this time it's all yours. Go get 'em big guy. :) " he grinned as he began to pass the ball over.

Mal's eyes lit up brighter than the stars around them. It was finally happening.

"No offense, but I still don't trust Mal." Timmah said, swiftly putting an end to Mal's big moment. The rest of the group quickly nodded in agreement, including Ahoda.

"Sorry Mal." Ahoda shrugged as he handed it over to Zersch once again.

Mal sighed as he begrudingly picked up his hammer and swung it at the hand, damaging it even further. The hand fell to the ground, severely weakened but still trying to slap and grab each of them.

VROOOOOOOOOOM

The fighters turned their heads to see Zersch rolling in in a massive tank, a tiny window displaying his blue-feathered face as he winked at the group.

He then fired off several rounds into the hand, which convulsed and twitched miserably with every volley. Eventually, it went completely still.

"That's some beef city carnage right there." Zersch remarked as he leapt out of his tank to join the rest. They all stood in stoic silence as they watched their tormentor finally perish. They had won.

The Town has won the game!

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