Versus Debate-4 GTA Online Protagonists vs.....

[aquamop15]

If you were to pit the 4 "canonical" GTA Online Protagonists (The 4 working together in Heists and Lowriders) against another group, faction or single person/entity, who would it be? And the outcome? (this is just for a bit of fun)

 

To get started, the 4 GTA Online Characters vs. Agent 47. In a situation similar to Beast vs. Slashers

Edited January 15, 2016 by aquamop15

[livejoker]

By "4 GTA Online Characters", do you mean 4 player characters? Like randoms? Or real characters like Lamar, Lester, etc.? I'm slightly confused. If that's what you mean each scenario could be completed flawlessly or everyone dies within seconds of spawning seeing how randoms are terrible at GTA.

So what's your outcome for Agent 47 vs. those 4 weirdos?

I'd pit 4 randoms against The Avengers. One of the randoms will get run over before getting to his car, another will run towards the hulk with a pistol and die immediately, the other will take cover and play it safe until Hawkeye snipes him and the last one, thinking he's tough sh*t by grabbing his Savage, is gunned down by Iron Man in the skies. Mission failed.

Also, thread:

 

Edited January 15, 2016 by livejoker

[Sky_Light12]

i can expect the online protagonist spamming RPG , minigun , etc

not to mention to account they has infinite resurrection ( thanks to chris ) & almost complete arsenal due to weapon wheel

 

in term of physical prowness , online character unrealistically able to dent out an armored kuruma with barehands despite having no clear muscle . it can be argued they're less than peak-human or indeed one . even a ripped man can still beaten by 21 year old girl ( this justified because ragdoll physics )

Edited January 15, 2016 by Sky_Light12

[ThaSouljaCity]

If your sayin' what I think your sayin, then our characters would get sh*tted on. We would need Heavy utility armour and BP helmets (and a bunch of snacks) just to stand a chance against other professional criminals

[livejoker]

Okay, I see. Right.

Scenario:
4 unknown assailants have been terrorizing Los Santos for years. They're called The Fearsome Four - untouchable by law or outlaw, each enemy dead before they can describe what they look like. Masters at costume changing and driving an array of vehicles...The Fearsome Four can be anyone. The mayor of Los Santos is sweating and running out of ideas until one day a nameless man enters his office, "sir, you don't know me and that's not important. What's important is that I have a solution for your problem." The mayor, with nothing to lose, agrees to hear that man out. Like every fairy tale, there's a touch of truth to this legend...The Tale Of The Fearsome Four!

"RUUUUUUUUUUUUN!"

"THEY'RE HERE!!!!"

"COCK SUCKER!"

Gunshots. Screams. Crashes. The calling card of The Fearsome Four. Well, one of them, at least.

The Muscle

Expert in guns and always rushing in, always arrives on the scene with an armored vehicle and a weapon bigger than his head. The Muscle is The Fearsome Fours bodyguard; able to keep enemies away and instill fear in the eyes of the citizens. If one were to survive, it would be this man...well, at least for a good minute until he decides to run in without his team and get shot up.



"YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAARGH! COME AT ME!"

The whirling of his minigun echos through the streets as the bodies hit the floor faster than his bullet casings. The LSPD has long since run out of police officers to keep the peace, instead opting radio and TV broadcasts to alert the people to stay indoors. The Muscle looks around through the smoke of his barrels, wondering where his team may be...

The Flirt

Not as good as an expert in guns as The Muscle but still effective in making guys pre-firing their loaded gun, The Flirt uses her charm and beauty to seduce any enemies and friends alike. Despite hearing the massacre going on, she prefers to stay at the club or hang back.



"Ugh, I'm wearing heels! No way am I heading into battle with that nutjob. I'm too good for that."

Plus, she knows that if she showed up she'd be shooting her teammates. They've been getting on her nerves lately. Always playing white knight and trying to impress her. She don't need no man, what she needs is some time off. And with that, she stays at the club, oblivious that the party is going to end prematurely tonight...

The Detective

In a dark alley, this wanna-be spy is the one that finds a way to counter the enemy and circle around them. While The Muscle is fighting off the bad guys, this one will look around for a ladder to get to higher ground. Useless? Not at all. Think of it as "picking your battles" or having a sloth as a teammate. Yeah...this is going to take a while.



"A ladder here?! I can climb up there and shoot them by surprise the next time I'm in a pickle here!"

Of course The Detective knows no mission ever takes place here but better be prepared in advance cause you never know! Too deep in his own thoughts, he never heard the call on the radio - a police scanner that he stole a while back - ordering every police officer off the street. Something big was going down but The Detective, always playing as lone wolf, never heard the warning and couldn't tell the rest of the team about the danger they were about to face...

The Juggalo

New to the team, this asshole never manages to stay alive and uses up all the lives. Not only does he let his team down by running in like an action hero but he let his parents down when he started cosplaying as a dumb clown and spending all his money on a car that's as useful in a fight as a paper plane in an air race.



"Hey faaaaam! Whoop Whoop! What's poppin'?"

If none of the teammates knew about the pending danger, this guy has absolutely no clue. That is until he hears a snarl coming from behind him in the back of the Vanilla Unicorn where he typically creeps on strippers because he's got no female interaction outside of that place.

"Whaaaa-?"

*Crash*

His body slumps over, dead. His brain, what little he had, oozes out of the hole in his skull. The hole, strangely, is in the shape of a giant fist.

Back on the street, the unknown beast hunts for its next target. A few alleys away, he can smell someone. The Detective.

"Now, if I climb this here and put a sticky there, I'll be untouchable!"

The Detective exclaims to himself. Booby traps is his favorite word. Not only because it has nothing to do with boobs but that these traps are far deadlier than what the name implies. Oh, this is so much fun! As he giggles to himself, The Detective feels something wet drop on his right shoulder. He turns his head, swipes up the unknown substance with his pinkie and gives it a lick.

"My, what a peculiar taste...like dog saliva but much more....virile and....dangerous!"

His next thought never left his lips as they were quickly smashed up against the concrete wall - his top lip against the hard rock, his lower lip now in the back of his throat. He, too, drops dead.

The beast sniffs for his next victim....another club? How strange, it thinks. No matter. Enjoy the night for it's your last one....And with that, the beast is off.

"Alright Enrique, you let me know when Gay Tony stops by next time, okay? I do NOT want to miss him again!"

The Flirt wobbles to her car, a little tipsy. It's not her first rodeo so it's no big deal to drink and drive. As she rummages her key in the car door, she can't help but feel hot air on her neck.

*sigh*

"Okay, creep, I don't like when you sneak up like that, never mind how much your breath smells like-"

*Crack*

And like the others, she too slumps to the floor, her neck twisted - her face looking back at the beast. With eyes stuck wide in horror, her last image is of the beast walking off to its last prey...

The Muscle is experienced and knew something was up when no one would respond to his calls. Something was definitely up....but what? Focused on his thoughts, he looks up at the road ahead and swerves right on time, avoiding a big humanoid shape in the middle of the street. The Insurgent's tires scream loudly as it goes sideways and flips on its side into a ditch. The Muscle, never one to be left for dead or beaten, clambers out of the broken window. Refusing to let pain show on his face, he accepts his fate as the foot of the beast comes down on his head. His last image was just like the others...

OF COURSE! MOTHAFOOKING NEMISIS FROM RESIDENT EVIL! We'd have no chance.

And with that, The Fearsome Four were no more...but a new threat terrorizes Los Santos.

Um...I know this scenario is unlikely as everyone is divided up and missions rarely have people alone or looking at ladders but I was bored and decided to make a story.

All 4 roles played by me. Story written by me. Film coming out in a theater near you soon!

Great idea, OP! Bummed to see the idea hasn't taken off yet. Maybe explain the concept better in the first post would help? Expand your encounter against Agent 47, maybe? Give is a picture to base ourselves on. What scenario we'd be in, etc. It's an interesting idea; to have the virtual us against a deadly issue. Can the issues range from a virus to videogame/movie/TV character? Is there a limit as to what we may face?

Edited January 15, 2016 by livejoker

[Biggie Kaniff]

nice story livejoker

[livejoker]

nice story livejoker

Thanks! Wasn't sure where I was going with it, to be honest.

[aquamop15]

New scenarios:

 

1) Your GTA Online Character spawns in Gotham City. You're tasked with eliminating Deathstroke. To help you out, you have one half hour period to invoke the Beast. Reward: $5,000,000

2) Your GTA Online Character spawns in the world of Doom. You're tasked with eliminating Doomguy. You're both trapped in Hell, in a deathmatch area. You both have access to the powerups featured in Doom. Reward: $6,000,000

3) Your GTA Online Character spawns in the Tom Clancy Universe. Sam Fisher is the next target on your hit-list. This fight takes place on a Russian Mobster's Yacht. Reward: $7,000,000

[A Paradox from 94]

1&2 the GTA characters get mopped.

 

We'd have a chance against Sam Fisher, give us our Heist Gear and BP Helmet.

[Sky_Light12]

1 GTAO character VS 1 any character with superhuman conditions

 

details : each has superhuman capabilities ( i.e strength , durability , etc ) but different secondary/tertiary power . mines are : Superhuman conditions ( Strength , Durability , stamina , intelligence , reflex & agility ) , equipment arsenal ( a variation of hammerspace allowing user stores weapons , set of clothings , items or even vehicle , these can be summoned/wore at will . this version allows the user duplicate their belonging so long as something to begin with , 1>infinity while 0 cannot be turned into infinity . the user also capable " firing them " at will and even control their belongings like telekinesis ) & combat specialist ( the user is proficent on both close or even ranged combat , this extend to weapons as well . the user is master martial arts , swordmanship , marksmanship ,gun kata , impropable weapons , and so on )

 

-drawback

equipment arsenal :

the user manipulates their belonging with their hand , not mind

in order to multiply their items , user needs something to begin with ( ex by aquiring a car , user can make exact copies from the said car )

the user has limits of object's size , this limit depends on user's mastery ( my character cannot store an object that is a size of a ship or cargo plane )

liquid without it's container cannot be stored

cannot store an air without it's container ( example container is rebreather & scuba equipment )

cannot store fires

 

combat specialist :

does not applies anything other than combat theme

normal weapon can be destroyed or even stolen ( mitigated by equipment arsenal's abilities to multiply user's weapon )

impropable weapon are mainly focus on offense due not being durable

ineffective aganist a person with ability to rust user's weapon

hand to hand combat is useless aganist a foe with dermal armor/dense skin ( unless user's strength enough to damage them )