"...Sherman, WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE?!"
"By the goddess!"
"Whoa. That's new."
Three heroes were left standing in this bombastic finale to a long and trying quest. They had gathered the furies and found the tear of the goddess, only to have victory snatched away. And now...
"MUAHAHAHAHAAA! YOU CAN NO LONGER STOP ME FANG! WITH THE VILE GOD'S POWER, I SHALL FINALLY CLEANSE THIS WORLD, AND BEGIN IT ANEW!"
Fang snarled.
"You're insane! And there's no way we're going to let you pass! We'll stop you, and in the process I'm gonna beat some god DAMN SENSE BACK INTO YOU!"
"We shall not let darkness prevail!" Tiara agreed, spinning her glaive to face their foe.
"Heh. Guess that means we're fighting!" Harley said, surprisngly calm as she raised her guns.
"Just so you guys know our chances of winning are only like, .02%. Tops." she muttered to the other two
>_>
"Gee. Thanks Harley. I feel so much better about this."
The vile god snarled and bent downward, the tower rumbling with every shift of his feet
. "...You think you can challenge me...?
"..."
"BAHHAAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! FINE. WE SHALL FIGHT AS THE GODS DID OF OLD."
"You bet your scaly ass we will!"
"And we will be victorious!"
"IN A TRUE TEST OF SKILL!"
"...YEA!"
"Hmph. If its a test of skill, then you're simply setting yourself up to lose, vile god!"
"...BASKET BALL!"
"Wait what."
The Vile God stomped his feet, and the architecture of the tower twisted and shifted around them. A court sprang from the ground, with two baskets on either end and bleacher along the sides, that swiftly filled with the faires from all the furies they had collected on one side, and the monsters of the vile god on the other.
"...BUT NONE OF US KNOW WHAT THE HELL THIS GAME IS!"
"...Oh dear."
"Maaaake that 0%"
The three heroes stared in a mixture of dire confusion and growing despair as the vile god spawned a ball of darkness in his hand.
"THREE ON ONE. YOU STILL WON'T BE ABLE TO OUT DUNK I, THE VILEST OF SLAMMERS!"
Was all hope lost? Were they doomed? Was the world going to be destroy-
"Oh, wait!" Tiara suddenly exclaimed.
"Team huddle!"
The other three (Vile god included) stared at her for a second, before the dark being shrugged.
"SURE. WHY NOT. TAKE FIVE BEFORE THE GAME. IT WON'T MATTER, MUAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!"
The three scampered to their side of the court and huddled up.
"Alright then Tiara, what's your plan?"
"Its simple! You used the goddess' power before, correct? Simply wish for one of us to be an excellent basketing baller!" She said with a bright smile.
Fang sighed.
"Tiara... its not that easy. The goddess only found me worthy in that moment of purity when I thought you had... well... died. I can't do it again on a freaking whim."
Tiara frowned in concern and thought, and perked up almost immediately.
"Oh, well that's easy then. Harley, shoot me."
"Wait what-"
"uuuuhh, thats a little crazy, even for us." Harley said with a befuddled frown of her own
"thank you Harley." Fang said with a sigh of relief
"See? Even freaking HARLEY thinks thats crazy-"
"This may be the only time you'll ever get to see the goddess power manifest to study it" Tiara interrupted.
"..."
Fang slowly looked back to Harley.
"No. No don't you dare-"
"Okay then!"
"OH MY GOD YOU FUCKING LUNATICS NO-"
*BANG*
"WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF TEAM MEETING ARE YOU GUYS HAVING?"
Fang stared in abject horror as Tiara collapsed to the ground with a bloody hole in her chest.
"T...Tiara. I... YOU IDIOTS WE DON'T EVEN K-KNOW IF THIS WILL WORK AGAIN-"
Suddenly, a searing light came from within Fang, and he heard the goddess' voice once again.
"SPEAK, WORTHY ONE."
He gasped and stumbled back to his feet.
"J-just bring Tiara back to us-with sick Basketball skills-HARLEY SHUT THE HELL UP!"