Gizmo Hibiki

Wait, so am I too late?

The incredible versus the unstoppable It’s been pretty busy trying to mix his balanced life as a super hero, husband and as a father. If it had been anyone else, they would have drank their worries away and complained about it to random passerbys at the bar. Thankfully, this man was different enough that he could handle everything. Even being super heroes themselves Robert “Bob” Parr was at home today, having dinner with the family as they talked about their day. The entire Incredibles family were happy with their day, but things were not the same since super heroes were made legal again. Gaggles of new super villains started to pop up, many of them being criminals before that as they thought that now heroes were coming back, it was time to upgrade their weaponry. Sure some of them had robotic suits and lazer pistols now, but that wasn’t the end of it. Many of them have had tech that would make Syndrome proud such as gauntlets that shot shock waves directly at the target or mechanical suits that mimicked the strength of rhinos. Even with the new super heroes, it was getting harder and harder to keep them inline. So many of these heroes never even saw the end of a gun, let alone lasers, so it took them a while to get used to being shot at. Mr. Incredible on the other hand was already used to it, being one of the older and one of the last surviving old-school superheroes left back in the day, so he made sure that they were ready and trained many of them day and night to hold their own, or at least hold their own long enough until help arrived. It worked, getting many more criminals to give up and willingly turn themselves in in fear of supers hunting them down. Today was different, though. Time continued to move on once more as Mr. Incredible would be sleeping on the couch, tired from his night of super hero work. Hellen would walk up to him, gently shaking him awake and halting his snoring. “Huh, wha--? Oh, hey Hellen.” Bob sat up, still in his casual wear. Hellen sighed, sitting beside him and rubbing his shoulders. “Honey, you should relax. These new heroes, they’re doing great.” Hellen tried to reassure Bob, but he still had a hint of worry in his system. “I know, but villains are coming out of the wood work like bunnies. New one after new one!” He exclaimed. “I just finished helping Fro-Zone fight a villain that controlled glass and another that can turn into clay. These super villains are becoming much more ridiculous and strong, I had to help them so they wouldn’t be crushed….” Hellen nodded. “I know honey, but super heroes are coming out just as fast! Many of them just as strong!” She tried to keep reassuring her husband, smiling at him. “Look, right now, I was told they would be doing something called ‘Moniter Duty’. Apparently one of the supers are rich enough to build a base for everyone to hang around and look for duties to accomplish without tiring themselves out and being spread thin.” Bob raised an eyebrow. “Was it that Bruce fellow? No powers, but he’s the smartest man I know. Still think he should have just become a detective.” Hellen giggled. “But he’s helping us out, and that’s good! Thanks to his idea, villains are becoming better to handle and thankfully, nothing out of hand has happened yet.” Hellen kissed his cheeks and turned his head towards her. “Honey, sometimes you just gotta pick your battles. Don’t just rush into everything.” As she said this, a large explosion echoed towards their house. Looking out the window, they could see a cloud of smoke coming from the city. Bob had a feeling and turned the T.V. on, seeing the news cast playing instead of his favorite sport. The reporter seemed to be right in front of what seemed like the bank and super heroes as well as police laying across the ground, hopfully just wounded and not--- “Breaking news! A new super villain had just broke into the Metroville Bank, shrugging off any and all bullets from the local police! We had hopes that the super heroes would help out, but nothing that was thrown at him seemed to work! The U.S. Army have only just arrived, hopfully we can take this guy down and be on our--!!” He went quiet as the camera turned towards what seemed like tanks rolling up the street, stopping in front of the bank and aiming their cannon at the large hole the entrance used to be. What seemed like a human figure was thrown out, hitting one of the tanks, denting it. Bob noticed who it was that was thrown so easily. “Wait a minute, that’s Brick. He took down Brick!” That was when the army can be heard to fire their weapons, only for a large, deep guffaw to come from the hole. It was then a large vault door was thrown at another tank, making the soldiers panic. The camera can be seen falling to the ground, the live feed cutting off. Bob quickly turned off the T.V. and took his shirt off, showing the iconic costume as he digged in his pockets for his mask. “I gotta go, they need me!” Hellen would have protested, but this seemed a ton more serious than the other fight. Possibley more serious than Syndrome. Hellen nodded, giving him a kiss. “Understood. I’ll get the kids ready.” He didn’t want them there as he feared this man wouldn’t be as merciful, but he figured he needed all the help he could get. So he let Hellen on her way as he suited up. At the bank, Brick can be seen getting up from the wrecked tank and walking to his opponent. Slowly, limping, struggling to walk straight, he struggled, but he still had a duty to protect the people. The streets were a wreck, supers and local law enforcement laying down knocked out from a mixture of exhaustion and pain. Brick would then see a large, red, hulking behemoth carrying large bags of what sounded like golds bars and coins. The large man chuckled, seeing the lone hero trying to stand up straight. “Ha, Ha, Ha! Lookey, here! Looks like the guy lives up to his name! Too bad you got bricks for brains too, otherwise you would have staid down!” Brick stood steady after a bit, grabbing a tank nearby by the cannon. The large man chuckled, knowing where this was going. So he dropped the bags of gold and cracked his knuckled. Brick then some effort, threw the tank at the robbers direction, thinking he would get pinned down. Unfortunately, the large man just swatted it away with a back hand, bouncing it back to Brick. He got pinned down against the ground, making a small craters. Brick tried to stay conscious, but he was on his last legs and proceeded to lay defeated. The large man then walked down towards Brick slowly, chuckling some more. “Tank you!” Shouting the pun, he smiled as he looked down at his last opponent. He thought everyone was down, but before he could turn to get his gold, he saw what seemed like a family of super heroes stop in front of him. He knew exactly who they were. “Well well well, the first super hero family is here! Should have known they’d be desperate enough to send in Mr. Incredible with Elasti-Girl and their kids.” He taunted. “If even the newbies couldn’t tough me, what makes you think someone oldschool can!?” Bob looked around and nodded, the kids going around to try and help the hurt supers, police and army men to get out of the war zone. “You seem new around here. We’ve been getting a ton of villains, so forgive me if we don’t know your name.” He laughed again before he calmed down and smiled. “The name is Juggernaut! I’m unstoppable! Nothing can hurt me!” His smile grew wider. “And nothing can stop me!” Mr. Incredible stepped forward cracked his neck. “Now I don’t believe that’s true! See, us big guys---” He was interrupted as a car was thrown at him, catching Mr. Incredible off guard. He got pinned against the wall of a building, making Juggernaut guffaw. “Guess you aren’t as Incredible after all!” This got his family to charge at him, only for him to perform a thunder clap. This one move created a strong shockwave to knock out Dash, Violet and Hellen and blow them away, landing far from the battle field. Juggernaut was then hit in the head by a moped, making him struggle to keep himself from falling only to land on his knees from the unexpected hit. “You lousy--! You seriously think you’re strong enough to go toe-to-toe against me!?” Turning to who threw the car, Juggernaut saw Mr. Incredible get into a boxing position. “Keep running that mouth, I’ll show you why I gained the name Mr. Incredible!” Mr. Incredible tightened his fists as Juggernaut got up. “I’m the Juggernaut! Nothing can stop me!” Juggernaut launched his fist towards Mr. Incredible, the fight just beginning, as their punches shook the city.

Deal me in.

The reason Jack would win is because of anything, recognizability. He can dress as anything and it would seem like a great twist on a Christmas creature or character and vice versa with a halloween one, most notably his take on Santa or an elf. The Djinn on the other hand, I would assume many would look at him and while think he's cool, would constantly guess who he's supposed to be. "Green Goblin? No, Hob Goblin? The Jackal? Picolo? A Namek of some kind? Wait, are you supposed to be something from Baldurs Gate?". Give it to Jack.

I would think that a car like the Mach 5 would win this with more speed and maneuverability, wouldn't it? Correct me if I'm wrong, but a tank is still a tank, it wouldn't be able to catch up to something like the Mach 5.

Okay, now I know Judy has a chance. Sure Turok has experience hunting in general, but with Acme products? Yeah, Judy is naïve, but she ain't stupid.

As cool as it is for Antman to make something related to his own knowledge of ants, shrinking or growing, Iron Man wins this again. Think about it like this, what's gonna impress the judges more? A flashy piece of equipment that can make someone fly and shoot lasers, or something that can make you talk to ants?

Super Mario has been in commercials selling Taco Bell toys, I think he can manage to convince people to trust Umbrella again.

The Foot Clan would prbably think of using their hands and sacks to carry shit out, but the DPD would probably crash their cars into the stores and fill them up or even use the carts in the stores to fill them up and get out faster. The DPD I feel like can be more creative, as like any police in media, would sometimes be foreced to be if doing it by the book doesn't help them. In this case while not going by the book, they would still have plenty of time to cook something up and think of another strategy to get what they want and get out before the Foot do, especially since they got superior fire power.

I'm seeing people being on Wildcats side and while I understand why, his age is gonna be the deciding factor in this. Wildecat isn't exactly a spring chicken, he's aged quite a lot compared to other heroes as he is an original Justice Society member: a team that have been around since WWII form what I understand. His skill may have hegihtened, but like anyone else, nobody is immune to the sands of time. Ippo has this because of the factor of still having his youth.

Jack Skelengton is a pretty smart guy, I think her can figure out a way to subdue the opponent affective enough to count it as a win.

Stone Cold is much more brutal, but I feel like Mr. Terrific would win this what with him being a bit more agile.

Considering that the Gremlins can sneak into tight spaces and small areas, I can see them crawling around in air vents and cracks of walls to get a win in this. Sure G.I. Joe has Tunnel Rat, but who else is there?

Iron Man would have a field day with this. Not only would he make a dancing robot, but he wwould also make it sing, jump and flash neon lights as a flex.

The Docotr would try and makes something akin to a robotic teddy bear before he tries to make an actual monster. Robot on the other hand I can see him doing so and then some.