This choice: A villain captures every hero and villain ever • Go Back...Chapter #5It's Fucklord's World Now... by: FFtheSnake   "GREETINGS, HEROES AND VILLAINS OF EVERY WORLD OF MEDIA!" the villain said. "I am... THE FUCKLORD!!!" The villain, clad in a pink and lavender costume with a long, flowing cape and a butterfly mask, waited until they stopped laughing. "Yes, yes, I know I'm not threatening. HOWEVER! Consider your varying power levels, how much damage you can do normally, and then think about the fact that I captured EACH AND EVERY DAMN ONE OF YOU WITHOUT ANY EFFORT! Twice over, since I see many of you noticing your genderswapped double. And yes, there's an opposite gender version of each and every one of you here. So technically I kidnapped you twice. Think about that."
Silence from the gathering below. Fucklord smirked. "Good. Very good. Now, before you say anything, each and every one of you still have your powers, talents and weapons. You just can't use them on each other to cause harm. Not even indirectly."
There was a muffled screaming from the gathering, sparking shooting up. "As Mr. Cletus Kasady has shown, violating this rule carries punishments. As for the rule of 'no hurting,' if its a friendly martial arts contest, or kinky sexx, then feel free to kick each other's ass. I have added exact copies relevant cities and locations and headquarters from all of your different worlds, barring security measures so everyone has access, so feel free to find an area that suits you. Who knows, you might find a copy of your home here. This place also has internet access with pages you wouldn't normally find on the internet (those from medieval time periods feel free to ask your more modern comrades what the internet is, endless food and drink, both pre-prepared and ingredients if you want to make it yourself. Suicide is impossible, as your bodies will regenerate even from complete molecular disintegration. Sleep anywhere you like, bathrooms available on demand. You won't age physically for as long as you are here. As for my purpose... Well, I want you to have sex." Fucklord waited for the uproar to stop. "My name is FUCKLORD. You were expecting a meaningful plot from me? There is a condition to get out of here, however. If you meet it, you'll be sent back to your homes the instant you were taken. No time lapsed, no harm done."
Again, Fucklord waited for the uproar to stop. "The condition is simple - You each have to orgasm due to having sex with someone nine hundred, ninety-nine billion, nine hundred ninety-nine million, nine hundred ninety-nine thousand, nine-hundred ninenty nine times, and then have sex one more time. And there are conditions." Fucklord didn't wait for the uproar to stop this time, he simply triggered everyone's pain centers until they shut up. "The condition is simple - ALL SEX YOU HAVE MUST BE CONSENSUAL AND MUST BE UNPROTECTED. Rape will be punished with a mangling of the genitals and will never be healed, although I will allow roleplay." Everyone cringed at that. "Masturbation doesn't count. Be good to each other, and have fun. Amenties are everywhere, even travel to other planets set up in similar fashion. As for the females, no I haven't blocked your ability to get pregnant. If you want to take your children with you when you leave... beg me for it. Don't worry about your sexuality, I made you all pansexual. If you wish to indulge in unique fetishes, equipment will be provided." Fucklord smiled. "Any questions? I don't care. I just made you all hornier to speed things along. And if you're a robot who can't have sex or give birth, then HEYO, YOU DONE BEEN MODDED, BITCHES! And because I'm a dick, you're all universally compatable for breeding and eating any of the food. HAVE FUN KIDS! GYAHAHAHAAH!!" Fucklord vanished in a poof, leaving the gathering to mill about on its own, people starting to talk to each other.
This strange new world was their home for now.
"...Captain America," said the man in the flag-costume, shield at his side, introducing himself to those nearest him.
"Lieutenant Chun Li, Interpol, Special Anti-Shadowloo Division," said the Chinese woman with thick thighs, clad in a blue qipao.
"Inspector Carmelita Montoya Fox," the fox woman said, nervously fidgeting with the holster at her side. "Also Interpol."
"...Captain Jack Sparrow," said the scuzzy-but-handsome man in pirate garb near them. "...Pirate, but not a particularly evil one. Don't arrest me."
Both of the policewomen scowled, but said nothing. Captain America shook his head. "We're all in the same boat here, Captain Sparrow," he said. "We just need to figure out how to get out of it."
"THANK YOU," Jack said, sighing. "Bloody nobody calls me 'Captain' right of the bat. Finally glad to get the respect I want..."
"Can we though? I saw several powerful entities in the gathering," Chun Li said. "As much as I hate it, we may have to play by the rules this guy laid out..."
Jack chuckled. "While I value me freedom, I certainly wouldn't mind 'playing by the rules' if it were with a lovely lady such as yourself," Jack said, bowing and tipping his hat to Chun Li. "And while I normally wouldn't be into animals unless I had been at sea long enough for certain lonely feelings to sit in," he sadded, ignoring Captain America's shocked look, "Miss Fox, I must say you have a fine shape for a vulpin."
Carmelita felt herself blushing. "Don't push me, Sparrow," she said.
"Ah, but there must be some pushing, savvy? In and out, in and out..." Jack teased, making lewd gestures with his fingers, both Chun Li and Carmelita starting to get flustered.
Captain America, blushing himself, stopped Jack. "Look. We're all in this together. So let's gather up some geniuses and sorcerers to try and figure out a way out of this without having to go along with the game," he said. "From what I can figure out, we have plenty of time to figure it out."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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