The Dizaster Child
Tiger Woods' golf club (which is also his penis)
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The Catastrophe Factory
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NEEDLES: now, I want you to know something. that giant gash in your shoulder.. that was intentional. I coulda slammed this axe into your head and killed you instantly, but I didn't. I want you to suffer every second of the remainder of your shift, just like you wanted me to do. I wanna watch every tear and every drop of blood that comes out of your body. I want the last thing you remember about your pathetic life to be my face.... my painted up, ugly-ass face. I want you to have nightmares about me, even in your afterlife.....
Needles stands back up strait and rolls his neck, cracking the bones and joints.
NEEDLES: ..... but fuck it, I don't have time for that shit.
He quickly raises his axe in the air and slams it down into Gibson's forehead, completely splitting it in two. Blood squirts all over the floor and walls, and Needles' face and clothes. Skull fragments and brain matter are dispensed on the floor nearby. Needles keeps raising and thrusting the axe into Gibson's body until there is nothing left but a puddle of human mush. He leaves the axe planted into what's left and walks out of the room and toward the exit while grabbing a towel to wipe his face off with. He makes a quick stop in the white room where he had his meetings with Dr. Long, and re-emerges a few seconds later.
As he approaches the main door to leave, he hears the lobby's bathroom door creak open. He looks over to see Dr. Long's head poke out, looking for any danger. He locks eyes with Needles, who starts to walk his way. Frozen in terror, Long doesn't even attempt to shut the door. Needles stands in front of him for a few seconds before raising a clenched fist. He relaxes his fist into an open palm, where he pats Long on the shoulder a few times. Needles flashes him a grin, which can be seen even in the darkness, and turns to head out.
A black limo is parked outside, Calypso waiting with the back door open.
CALYPSO: could you have taken long enough?
NEEDLES: fuck off, I had some business to attend to.
CALYPSO: oh yeah? well you missed a spot...
Needles reaches up and wipes a splotch of blood still on his forehead, half mashed into his hairline. His scalp starting to tingle and feel incredibly hot.
Dr. Long turns to watch the limo leave. When it was out of sight, he sprints out of the bathroom and to the main hall. Here, the dead bodies of several guards are found riddled with bulletholes. A silenced Colt .45 is found laying on a food cart, along with several empty clips. The gun itself is empty. Long heads to the white room to gather up his briefcase, when he finds what Needles had left for him. Sprawled in blood on the wall across from the door is the phrase, 'THANK YOU DOC.'. An eerie calm comes over Dr. Long as he packs is case and heads out the front door.
Meanwhile, back in the limo...
NEEDLES: so tell me, how is it that the pig won last year, yet here we are? he said that if he won, that he was gonna get rid of you and the contest so we can all live in peace, or some bullshit like that..
CALYPSO: he said he wanted to be rid of me so he can live in peace, this is true... so I granted his wish and sent him into outer space.
NEEDLES (laughing hysterically): are you fucking with me?? seriously??
CALYPSO: I gave him what he asked, didn't I?
NEEDLES: something like that...
CALYPSO: now what's really funny... his sister has entered this year in her own cop car.
NEEDLES: when will these fucking pigs learn?
CALYPSO: it's ok, I got a surprise for her... and for everyone this year.
Calypso starts to chuckle to himself, while Needles eyeballs him suspiciously. Hours later, they pull up to a large, fenced-in yard lined with plastic.
CALYPSO: here we are.
NEEDLES: where?
CALYPSO: read the sign, slick.
Needles looks around until he sees the main gate to the property - LAPD IMPOUND.
NEEDLES: you've gotta be shittin me..
CALYPSO (tossing a set of keys to Needles): I shit you not, Sweet Tooth is in there. Row C, Spot 12. Be at the multi-story carpark in Hollywood 10 hours. The contest starts in 12. If you don't show, you'll be killed for abandoning. You know the rules.
Calypso hands Needles a large knife and a pistol, then the limo speeds off. After the initial shock wears off, Needles proceeds to the security shack. As he walks up, he finds it unmanned. Whistling can be heard from inside as a guard is walking up the main row with a clipboard in hand, taking inventory. Needles reaches inside the window of the shack and grabs the 20 ounce plastic bottle of soda sitting within reach. He proceeds quickly toward the guard heading his way, paying attention to the clipboard and not where he's walking. Needles walks right up to the guard without him even noticing. He places the mouth of the bottle over the opening in the barrel of the pistol and fires a shot cleanly into the top of the guard's head, who was looking down at the time. The plastic bottle acting as a make-shift, one-time use silencer, the cop drops to the ground and Needles quickly drags him to the end of one of the rows, to where an SUV is sitting. Needles opens the back hatch and throws the body inside. He ducks down as another guard comes walking up from the back of the lot, and stops at the puddle of blood in the middle of the center row.
GUARD: what the fuck is this shit?
As he bends over to investigate, Needles slowly comes up from behind and slices his throat with the knife. The cop's body starts convulsing as he falls to the dirt and gravel, blood squirting out like a fountain.
Needles makes a mad dash to the spot where Calypso said his ice cream truck would be. Needles jumps inside, and after a few tries, the motor fires up. Dropping it into Drive, Needles mashes the gas and speeds toward the gate, running over the near-dead body of the guard he knifed. Smashing through the wooden gate arm, Needles makes a beeline for Hollywood.
As he navigates the streets of Los Angeles, he swerves and steers around the wreckage and debris still there from last year's contest. As he passes a Blockbuster Video with a gapping hole in front, Needles chuckles to himself as he remembers watching Darkside ram Pit Viper and running her through the front of the store, crushing the driver and dune buggy inside. Stopping for a second, he peers through the morning sunlight and makes out the crushed Pit Viper still inside from a year ago, right where Darkside left her.
Parked amongst this year's contestants, Needles peers out of his driver's window toward Calypso's black limo, which he is now standing atop. With a megaphone in hand, Calypso drops the bombshell everyone's been waiting for.
CALYPSO: ladies and gentlemen, I welcome you to the 11th running of Twisted Metal!!! I have a special twist this year that will surely knock every one of you right on your ass!! this time, we will no longer be confined to LA!! this time, we will no longer be confined to the state of California!! this time, we will no longer be confined to the United States of America!!
At this time, a large cargo chopper is seen heading toward the carpark. After a moment, he continues...
CALYPSO: this time, Twisted Metal is going on tour!! A WORLD TOUR!!
(I'm not gonna go into detail about the battling cause that would take FOREVER, so I'll cut to the end involving Sweet Tooth)
After days of battling, and flying from country to country in the giant cargo chopper, Needles finds himself face down on the concrete sidewalks of Hong Kong. A mix of blood and water run over his face, as his forehead is steadily bleeding and the fire hydrant he ran over continues to rain water down all around him, creating a stream in the gutter. He rolls over to see his beloved Sweet Tooth laying on it's side, smashed to bits and the engine smoking and on fire.
Going in and out of consciousness, Needles is awakened by the rumbling and roaring sound of something big coming his way. Peering down the street, even through his horribly blurred vision, he can make out the form of a giant black monster truck rolling his way. Out in front, obviously running away from the beast are Outlaw, Shadow, and Roadkill.
In his groggy stuper, he notices another fallen opponent across the street. The crushed shell of Mr. Slam lay smashed halfway through a brick wall. Simon Whittlebone's body hanging out the front, with a giant piece of rebar completely piercing his skull.
As the monstrosity rolls closer, Needles starts to shuffle himself backward into the alleyway behind him. He looks down the street to see Outlaw slide sideways and drift onto a small side street and just out of reach of Dark Tooth's tires. Both, Shadow and Roadkill hit their nitrous simultaneously, and start to pull away from the giant truck right behind them. The hearse pulls ahead significantly as a loud pop is heard from under the hood of Roadkill, followed by a cloud of white smoke - the tell-tale sign of a blown head gasket and a thrown rod. With his motor completely blown, Roadkill quickly loses his momentum, making himself a sitting duck. At the last second, Marcus throws the car sideways and bails out, rolling into a pile of trash bags throw to the wayside. Dark comes through, crushing Roadkill like a soda can.
Just as his feet slide between the protective barrier of the 2 brick buildings, Dark Tooth goes roaring by in pursuit of Shadow, crushing whats left of Sweet Tooth in his wake. Needles collapses into unconsciousness.
He momentarily wakes up on a field cot inside the cargo chopper. Through his blurred vision, he makes out the figures of Calypso and the driver of Roadkill (unknown to him as Marcus Kane, his brother).
NEEDLES (in between long gasps): so he won, eh?
CALYPSO: nope.. he managed to survive his car getting destroyed. pretty much like you, but he came out alot less scathed...
NEEDLES: then who won?
CALYPSO: Outlaw 2. she wanted to be reunited with her brother, and I was all too happy to give her what she wanted (laughing).
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