[Wiz: When the aliens invade a thousand years from now and our hyper-advanced technology isn't enough, our last hope will inevitably be placed in the hands of the lone space marines.]
"Soldiers to fight a war." Valentine observed.
"And warriors for them to vanquish." Eliza concurred.
[Boomstick: Like the super soldier, Master Chief.
Wiz: And Doomguy, the Bane of Hell itself.]
"That's a pretty good rank for a supersoldier." Beowulf noted.
"Doomguy destroyed heck...heck...UGH! Stupid kiddy curse..." Annie grumbled.
[Wiz: At the young age of six, John-117 was abducted by the UNSC to be part of the Spartan-ll program.
Boomstick: The worst daycare ever.]
Parasoul hugged her sister protectively. A department of the ASG had once tried to kidnap Umbrella for very similar reasons...
Carol hugged herself and began to tremble violently. "Just... Just like me..." Valentine flinched.
[Wiz: At fourteen, he underwent the program's augmentation procedures, dramatically increasing his strength, speed, vision, intelligence, and reflexes.]
Valentine looked thoughtful and gave the screen her full attention. Perhaps if she got enough information, she could recreate the Master Chief. With a willing subject, of course...
[Boomstick: When he was done, his bones were nearly indestructible and he could beat up and kill way more experienced marines. At fourteen! Man, that's one harsh puberty.]
"Harm to minors aside, that's a total waste of manpower." Ben said in disapproval.
"Yeah, what kind of stupid organization just throws away its best enforcers?" Cerebella agreed.
"The Medicis threw three of their own guys off a bridge last week though." Annie replied.
"They were traitors and scoundrels."
[Wiz: Upon reaching the rank Master Chief Petty Officer, John began a thirty year campaign leading the Spartans against three different threats : The Insurection, The alien Covenant, and the Flood.]
"Daaamn, three wars! Heh... I could do five..." Peacock boasted.
"He truly seems like a marvel among men." Parasoul praised.
"Considering humanity's inferiority, that says very little." Double retorted.
[Wiz: As a Spartan, he wears Mark VI Mjolnir armour. This technological marvel links directly to John's brain, so his actions controlled on thought before movement. Simultaneously, the suit itself multiplies Chief's already enhanced physical capabilities.]
"Damn." Beowulf commented "Budget concerns or no, that armor looks useful."
"It's not quite as handy as it looks." The God of unemployment commented. "It'll cripple a baseline human just trying to make a fist."
[Boomstick: The suit weighs half a freakin' ton, yet the guy still jumps around like he's on the moon!]
Geez... My jump's weighed down by a bag of three pound jewels." Nadia remarked.
"Well, soldiers are trained to deal with that crap." Peacock replied with a shrug.
[Wiz: The helmet's Heads Up Display includes a motion tracker with an eighty foot radius. Also, the suit projects a recharging energy shield.]
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FanfictionThe Skullgirls cast are brought to a mysterious room by two bored deities to watch one of their favourite shows. They will learn of many colourful characters as they find out who would win a Death Battle. Written on Fanfiction.Net alongside my co-wr...
