Doomsday vs. SCP-682 | |
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Season 5, Episode 14 | |
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Air date | November 10th, 2015 |
Written by | ParaGoomba348 |
Directed by | Anonymous |
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Description[]
DC Comics VS SCP Foundation! Which adaptive, nigh-unkillable creature will finally end the other in a spectacular event?
Interlude[]
Wiz: Man - one of the most dangerous creatures in existence, and their follies have been apparent through the creatures they create, or the ones they try to defeat.
Boomstick: Doomsday, the Kryptonian experiment who killed Superman-
Wiz: And SCP-682, the Incredibly Hard-To-Destroy Reptile. As both characters have several inconsistencies regarding their powers and abilities, we will be going with their high-end feats but also excluding outliers.
Boomstick: He's Wiz and I'm Boomstick!
Wiz: It's our job to analyze their weapons, armor, and skills to find out who would win... a Death Battle.
Doomsday[]
Wiz: The planet Krypton - as we all know, many incredibly powerful entities were spawned from there.
Boomstick: *cough* Superman!
Wiz: But long before this planet's untimely demise and Superman's becoming one of the strongest heroes the Earth has ever seen, there was a Kryptonian mad scientist by the name of Bertron, who experimented with life on Krypton to create the perfect being.
Boomstick: So what did he do? He experimented on a Kryptonian baby, throwing it into a hostile environment. And considering the crazy stuff that's on Krypton, you can imagine that the baby... well, it died. Cue the dead baby jokes.
Wiz: Curiously, the baby was able to resurrect itself and became immune to what killed it the first time. After dying again, this time to a different cause, it resurrected itself again, and became immune to that. This process was repeated until the baby built itself up to strength, being able to take on any powerful creature that tried to attack it.
Boomstick: Until self-defense was no longer the name of the game, and then it killed pretty much all native life on Krypton. But then baby Doomsday became self-aware and murdered Bertron in cold blood, then went on to fly out of the atmosphere, murdering several Green Lanterns along the way. Then it crash-landed on Earth, where Booster Gold would give this abomination the name... Doomsday.
Wiz: A fitting name, as Doomsday is infamous for all the destruction he leaves when he rampages. In a fit of rage, Doomsday can level an entire city within minutes.
Boomstick: And just like Superman, don't even try shooting him with bullets! He'll shrug those off into next week, and then murder you with a flick!
Wiz: In one of the few curious cases of a DC character being inspired by a Marvel character, Doomsday's abilities mirror those of The Incredible Hulk's in many different ways. He possesses incredible strength, being able to lift entire buildings off of the ground and can even harm Superman with his punches.
Boomstick: His skin is also impervious to most forms of physical damage, being able to No-Sell Superman's Heat Vision all the time. But in case you manage to somehow destroy his body tissue, he can regenerate it back to perfect health in no time.
Wiz: For his size and weight, Doomsday is also remarkably fast. He is capable of outrunning speeding cars, and can even tag Superman.
Boomstick: They were also gonna give Doomsday the ability to fly, but his legs were too dense for that. So instead, he takes to the skies with a leap, being able to reach speeds and heights capable of mirroring those of Superman's!
Wiz: In addition, the spikes covering Doomsday's body are actually sharp and strong enough to pierce through Kryptonian skin. If you recall, the molecular structure of Kryptonian skin allows them to absorb the impacts of physical attacks.
Boomstick: You know how we keep mentioning Superman? Well, that's gonna be important. The thing about Doomsday is... well, he has a fearsome ability that makes him an absolute terror to face in combat.
Wiz: By exposing his own body cells to the molecules of his own surroundings, he can actually adapt his own body around any sort of threat that just so happens to be in his general area. He can do this to obtain a physical immunity to a variety of different attacks, or even copy the abilities of his opponents.
Boomstick: So basically, he's an ever-evolving fighting machine. But we all know that evolution is bullshit.
Wiz: Actually, Boomstick-
Boomstick: You know, sorta like gravity. Also, aliens built the pyramids, the Earth is flat, and the government is always watching you! Better go grab the tinfoil hats.
Wiz: ...You done?
Boomstick: Yeah, I am. Just wanted to get that off my chest. Anyway, Doomsday can even learn the weaknesses of his various opponents! Like when he famously did battle with Martian Manhunter, and gained the ability to use fire!
Wiz: And then he also gained an ability to emit a poisonous mist from his skin that could weaken Kryptonians... like Superman.
Boomstick: As a battle goes on, the more Doomsday adapts to his opponents. So you kinda have to finish him off quickly in a fight!
Wiz: But even more terrifying... Doomsday can never truly be killed. If he is to lose his own life, he can actually resurrect himself within a few days, being completely immune or at least resilient to whatever last killed him. This is one of the many reasons why even Darkseid is afraid of him.
Boomstick: Fortunately for his opponents, bringing yourself back to life kind of against Death Battle rules. You can all sleep sound tonight.
Wiz: Thanks to this deadly combination of abilities, Doomsday has accomplished some highly impressive feats. He has killed countless Green Lanterns, he fought against Darkseid and emerged relatively unscathed, even surviving his reality-tearing Omega Beams. He once even defeated the entire Justice League with one hand tied behind his back.
Boomstick: Alright, seriously Wiz. Are we gonna bring up the Superman thing or not?
Wiz: Only because everyone back at home is thinking about it. Yes, Doomsday once defeated and killed Superman, through nothing but sheer force alone.
Boomstick: Which basically equates to, Doomsday is basically unstoppable.
Wiz: However, this hardly makes Doomsday invincible. See... all this power comes at a price. Because Doomsday rarely ever takes a hit that actually manages to harm him, his sentience gives him a fear of pain. Even though his pain tolerance is incredibly high, it's something that he dreads feeling in a battle.
Boomstick: Oh, and even though Doomsday isn't a complete idiot, he's also not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed.
Wiz: But he's the guy who killed Superman, so one should never even try to underestimate Doomsday.
Doomsday: Superman! I’m here to kill you! Is this a bad time?
SCP-682[]
Wiz: Secure. Contain. Protect. This is the motto of the SCP Foundation, a group of scientists whose jobs are to protect humanity themselves from oddly-behaving objects or creatures, which they named SCP's.
Boomstick: Which is kinda stupid, naming these weird creatures and objects after their own foundation, but that's just me. There are three kinds of SCP's: The Safe class, which are perfectly safe for humans to interact with, the Euclid class, which are safe as long as you avoid them but have the potential to act in dangerous or unpredictable ways, and then the Keter class. SCP's of that class are pretty much the apocalypse.
Wiz: Of all Keter-class SCP's, one of the most infamous and potentially cataclysmic is SCP-682, otherwise known as "The Incredibly Hard-to-Destroy Reptile".
Boomstick: Now, this wouldn't be SO bad... if it didn't have an undying hatred for all sorts of life whatsoever.
Wiz: SCP-682 hates all life with a passion and anytime it spots anything which is alive, it will make the effort to kill it as quickly and messily as possible. Despite its hatred for all life, and seemingly human life most of all, it is fully capable of communicating with humans via spoken language. But more often than not, this just leads to him getting angry with whoever he's communicating with and just prompts him to kill them.
Boomstick: He also apparently has no problem killing children, as shown when the horrible, horrible Dr. W introduced two kids to the monster and he just ate them within seconds. So what happened to Dr. W? He was thrown in there as well, and of course he was also killed. Serves him right. That bastard.
Wiz: But there is one critical aspect to 682 that makes him one of the most dangerous SCP's in the known SCP universe - he can adapt to anything that destroys his body tissue, which is part of why he is considered to be almost impossible to kill. Even if one manages to find some way to destroy his body tissue, he can regenerate from any sort of wounds in seconds, even with only 13% of his body mass remaining.
Boomstick: No matter what the Foundation does, they just can never seem to take care of 682 for good. They exposed his body to a gem which can turn all living tissue to crystal, and he adapted his body to be immune to that before it could turn him to crystal!
Wiz: In addition, 682 can also absorb the biomass of any other living being and add it to his own, and can even absorb different types of energy in through his skin.
Boomstick: Then there was also one time where they destroyed lots of his body with laser beams, and he grew reflective scales all over his body to even adapt to that!
Wiz: There was also one time where his body was threatened to be eaten alive by a group of SCP ants, and he developed a sticky anteater tongue in order to eat said ants.
Boomstick: But most horrible of all, 682 is said to not even be one of God's creations! So the god of the SCP universe couldn't even erase him from existence because he didn't even create him in the first place!
Wiz: Indeed, it's been theorized that SCP-682 isn't even alive.
Boomstick: Hell, this thing's durable enough to survive a fall all the way from an airplane way up high in the sky!
Wiz: Rather impressive, yes... but given all the other crazy things this reptile has survived, I find it mind-boggling that anyone would think that this would work. What do I mean? One time, it ate one pound of potassium cyanide and survived. The average human only has a fifty-percent chance to survive ingesting a third of a gram of cyanide. He also once was shrouded in SCP-017's shadows, which has been known to leave no trace of its victims. Though to this day, it is unknown whether 682 harmed it or just prompted it to back off.
Boomstick: Still not crazy enough? One time, 682 entered a room with SCP-826, which brings the realm of any book to life. It was equipped with a book titled The Generally Nice, Friendly Thing That Can And Will Kill SCP-682 Permanently if it So Much As Spots That Damn Lizard, a short book that was only twelve pages. After 30 minutes, 682 emerged from the room, looking more pissed-off than usual, and the book they got back was now named The Generally Nice, Friendly Thing That Tried To Kill SCP-682 Permanently But Failed. Oh, and it was now over 200 pages and about the epic battle between the two.
Wiz: That's... actually very terrifying.
Boomstick: There was also one time where it won a rap battle against SCP-1548, a being that's pretty much a galaxy!
Wiz: ...That might just be the weirdest thing we've ever put on this show.
Boomstick: It is.
Wiz: But despite all of these crazy feats, 682 is hardly invincible. Many SCP's certainly could have killed it, and the only reason they didn't wasn't necessarily thanks to 682's adaptation, but more so thanks to Diabolus ex Machina.
Boomstick: And even though it adapts to everything, it's still fully capable of feeling pain. And while 682 is basically a genius, it gets pissed off really, really easily.
Wiz: He's also been tamed by a little girl for a short period of time and incapacitated time and time again. He's officially lost a battle against SCP-2599, one of the very few SCP's that legitimately threatened to kill him.
Boomstick: But hey, this guy's almost impossible to kill. And a great rapper!
SCP-682: Oh, think you're better? A killer extraordinaire?
Motherfucker, I don't leave the Foundation D-class to spare!
DEATH BATTLE![]
ParaGoomba348[]
Metropolis, near nightfall
It was yet another day in Metropolis - and this, being the city that everyone seemed to attack for one reason or another (probably because everyone and their mother hates Superman because of how damn OP he is), was being attacked already.
Near a large skyscraper, the giant gray bruiser Doomsday was furiously punching down on the ground, resulting in craters, cracks, shockwaves, and ripples being created. Doomsday grabbed hold of a black station wagon parked right next to the building and effortlessly ripped it in half, throwing both pieces into the street. Terrified people ran away from Doomsday, screaming at the top of their lungs as Doomsday let out a horrible, ear-splitting roar. Helicopters surrounded the scene, pointing their lights down upon the beast.
"Stop, or we'll have to take care of you ourselves!" shouted a man from a military-grade helicopter through a megaphone. Doomsday turned his head toward the helicopter and leaped up toward it, latching onto it before the pilot could fly away. Within seconds, Doomsday brought the helicopter to the ground with his sheer weight as the impact resulted in an explosion of glass, metal, and fire.
SCP Foundation
A group of scientists dressed in white lab coats sat around a table in the foundation, each of their heads focused on a television in the corner. They would watch the news constantly, just in case any news of any new SCP's turned up. It was their job to defend against such things after all.
"And here, the monster the public has named 'Doomsday' is seen attacking Metropolis! Where are all the heroes when we need them?" asked a female reporter on the television.
"Doomsday, huh?" asked one of the scientists. "Looks like a solid Keter class..."
Suddenly, one of the scientists stood up. "Wait, Doomsday? We need to get Superman in on this!"
Everyone suddenly went quiet for a few seconds.
"...Superman?" one asked after a long pause. "You... DO realize that Superman isn't real, right?"
That other scientist pulled out his wallet, then opened it up as he reached for a business card with the Justice League of America logo on it. Suddenly, everyone went quiet again.
"...Well, shit."
Justice League Headquarters
"Seriously, Justice League... Doomsday's attacking again... we kinda need you!" the reporter pleaded. Batman watched the report from his chair.
"Hmm... looks like Doomsday's out again. Supes, I think it's your turn." Batman said aloud, hoping to get the attention of Superman.
Superman sighed, then looked at the television screen. "Hmm... I guess I should probably get go-"
Before Superman had the chance to leave, several scientists from the SCP Foundation burst in through the walls. There was a sudden silence as everyone turned to face the scientists.
"And who are you?" asked Superman.
"This is the SCP Foundation. These guys secure, contain, protect all the unpredictable, extraordinary beings and objects around. I gave one of our business cards to one of them."
One of the scientists approached Superman. "Alright, Superman, Doomsday's on the loose. We need you to go in there and-"
Before the scientist could finish what he was about to say, Batman suddenly had an idea. "Wait. Isn't there an SCP you guys have had trouble containing?" asked Batman to one of the scientists. "Call me crazy, but I just had an idea."
Metropolis
Doomsday was still continuing his wrecking of the city, still pounding the street and creating ripples in the Earth. But then suddenly, he saw a disgusting eldritch horror of a reptile standing adjacent to him.
This reptile seemed to lack eyes completely, but it had a bone-like snout with incredibly sharp-looking jaws. Blood and saliva trickled from its mouth as it gave a feral snarl toward Doomsday.
This was the feared Incredibly Hard-to-Destroy Reptile, SCP-682.
"You filthy creature. I'm going to kill you in a pool of cold blood." 682 taunted to Doomsday. With a roar, Doomsday picked up a red Lamborghini and hurled it at 682. The lizard slashed at the car with its claws, slicing the expensive vehicle in half. "You just pissed me off!" The reptile shouted.
Doomsday roared out, and then the two adaptive, apocalyptic threats lunged at each other in a rage.
FIGHT!
SCP-682 made the first move, making a horizontal swipe at Doomsday. Doomsday quickly reacted with a punch into 682's jaw, with a horrible "crunch!"ing sound being clearly audible as his fist collided. 682 fell to the ground as Doomsday gave a downward punch. The reptile quickly stepped to the side, dodging the punch as he lunged to Doomsday's leg and took a large bite out of his beefy thigh.
CRUNCH!
Doomsday groaned in agony, then he violently shook his leg in an attempt to shake 682 off of him.
"Filthy waste of living flesh. I'll devour you whole!" 682 yelled, digging his claw into Doomsday's midsection. Doomsday roared out as he lifted his leg up, then slammed his knee into the ground with SCP-682's body beneath it. 682 growled in pain as blood and flesh matter exploded from 682's rib cage, but within seconds more flesh matter regenerated around where it had been lost.
"I'm going to crush the puny lizard!" Doomsday shouted out. He stomped down on 682's tail, which caused the Incredibly Hard-to-Destroy Reptile to screech out in agony. The reptile turned its body and slashed its claws at Doomsday's neck, but his neck seemed impervious to the scratch completely as 682's claws dulled upon impact.
Doomsday then clapped his hands together on 682's skull, but his hands stopped cold as his head seemed to be completely unaffected by the attack. Doomsday roared out in rage as 682 gave a weak scoff.
"Pathetic." 682 taunted. SCP-682 then bit down onto Doomsday's right shoulder, but his teeth did not do so much as penetrate his skin. In fact, one of the bone-spikes on Doomsday's shoulder actually ripped the roof of 682's mouth. 682 growled as the taste of blood filled his mouth.
Doomsday then grabbed hold of SCP-682 by his tail, then held him aloft in the air. "I'm gonna kill you, lizard!" shouted Doomsday as he then began to swing 682 around in the air like a lasso. Doomsday swung 682 so quickly that it resembled the propeller of a helicopter then hurled him at a nearby building - specifically the LexCorp building. The impact leveled the building to the ground completely on impact as smoke and dust rose from the building. More terrified people ran for their lives as the building collapsed.
After a few seconds, 682 let out a horrible roar and then began to run toward Doomsday, its body relatively unscathed from the blow. Doomsday roared in return, running at SCP-682 himself. 682 lunged at Doomsday with his claws extended as Doomsday rammed right into 682 with his shoulder, then grabbed the lizard by both ends of its jaw.
"What do you think you are doing?!" asked SCP-682, somehow talking despite his jaw being grasped on both ends. Then, a la King Kong, Doomsday pulled both of his arms apart from each other-
-Except it failed. Doomsday failed to separate the two halves of 682's jaw. It had adapted to the brute force of Doomsday's attacks. Doomsday snarled in anger as he tried to continue the ripping attack, but to no avail. 682 then kicked Doomsday in the chest with his hind legs, and then Doomsday was knocked back somewhat as a result. Then 682 latched itself onto Doomsday's face, the sheer force bringing Doomsday down to the ground.
"Filthy creature! I'll absorb all your biomass and add it to my own!" 682 shouted out, tearing his claws through Doomsday's skin. Doomsday gave a pained groan as 682's claws slowly breached his gray Kryptonian skin. The being who killed Superman winced in pain, but then his eyes began to glow a red color as his chest glowed a bright yellow.
Doomsday regenerated his body from all the wounds 682 had inflicted, then pounded the SCP down into the street face-first. Chunks of street debris were flung into the air as Doomsday continued pounding the beast into the ground.
"Let me go so I can kill you!" shouted the lizard. Doomsday then threw SCP-682 down onto the ground, and 682 got back up and re-positioned himself to face the the Superman-killing experiment-
-Only to see that Doomsday was now holding a red convertible in his hands.
"I'll crush you, puny lizard!" shouted Doomsday, slamming the car on top of 682. The car instantly caught fire as it smashed through the ground, but then SCP-682 clawed his way through the glass and metal as his skin seemed mostly unscathed.
"If you're going to kill me, then fucking kill me already!" shouted SCP-682, sounding more pissed-off than actually damaged. 682 lunged at Doomsday again, his mouth dripping with a foaming red saliva. Doomsday attempted to catch the lizard in his hands again, but 682 this time pinned Doomsday to the ground.
Doomsday writhed around, wrestling with the reptile to pull it off of his body. "Get off of me!" shouted Doomsday. 682 bit down on Doomsday's shoulder, ripping right through the skin and muscle tissue. Blood dripped down onto the concrete, but Doomsday's skin began to heal almost immediately after the bite. Doomsday roared out and pulled SCP-682 from the tail, then jumped up into the air, reaching the heights of the clouds as he jumped. "And that's the last we'll see of you!" Doomsday shouted, chucking 682 skyward. The Kryptonian who killed Superman began to descend, catching fire like a meteor hurtling toward the Earth. As soon as Doomsday hit the ground, debris flew up as a crater was formed where Doomsday landed.
However, this was not the last Doomsday had seen of SCP-682.
Doomsday looked up in the air to see a flaming SCP-682 hurtling toward Earth - and directly toward him. Before Doomsday could react, the ignited SCP crashed into Doomsday, knocking him down into the ground. The behemoth that killed Superman now had a large, gaping hole in his chest. His wounds were cauterized by the fire 682 was covered in before hitting the ground.
"I lost a fair amount of tissue in that crash... guess I better take some of yours!" 682 taunted, licking his scaly lips. SCP-682 chomped down on Doomsday's chest, his body tissue being slowly absorbed into 682's body. After a few seconds, 682's arms became a dark gray as they developed bony spines resembling Doomsday's.
Enraged, Doomsday punched SCP-682 in the jaw. The force knocked 682 off of his body, but then 682 hacked at Doomsday with his claws. This slash - it caught Doomsday off-guard as the blow sliced the behemoth's arm clean off of his body. Doomsday shrieked out in pain as his arm fell down to the ground, blood spilling out everywhere. 682 quickly took this opportunity to devour Doomsday's arm, sloppily eating it as blood, flesh, and bone matter went flying. Doomsday regenerated his arm within this time frame, but by that time 682 had eaten that arm - and now 682's hind legs resembled the legs of Doomsday's.
"Ah, always nice to feed on body tissue and add it to my own... but why won't you just die already?!" SCP-682 angrily shouted, making a mad dash toward Doomsday, hacking and clawing at Doomsday some more. For each swipe of 682's claws, Doomsday would return the favor with a well-timed punch. This process continued for a few seconds until Doomsday's fists developed something new - they now had shiny purple spines on their knuckles. Doomsday and 682 traded blows once more, but to 682's horror, his hands(?) were torn clean off by virtue of the spines on Doomsday's knuckles.
SCP-682 roared out in frustration as he regenerated his hands(?), then he jumped headfirst into Doomsday's midsection, tearing through the skin matter with his teeth. Doomsday's eyes widened and he let out a pained "HURK!" as he spit blood from his mouth. Doomsday then punched himself in the stomach, hoping to hit 682. However, he ended up dealing a heavy hit to himself as 682 emerged on the other side, covered in blood and bone matter. Doomsday slumped over on the ground, quickly regenerating his biomass.
Justice League Headquarters
"Got any other ideas, Batman?" asked Superman. Batman sighed.
"Well... to be perfectly honest, it just seemed like a good idea at the time... I sort of figured that one of them would be dead by now." Batman replied.
Superman sighed back. "Well, if anything, we can defeat them. I'm betting on that lizard to win."
Batman scoffed. "You're on, Clark. And my money's on Doomsday."
Metropolis
Back in Metropolis, Doomsday and 682 were still duking it out. Any time one would land a successful strike on the other, they would simply regenerate from the attack. And neither one seemed to be giving out anytime soon.
"Just die already!" shouted Doomsday, punching 682 so hard he circled all the way around the entire Earth. Within seconds, 682 made a full revolution around the Earth as Doomsday followed it up with another punch - but 682 instead absorbed the force of the punch without even moving this time.
"That's not going to work this time, you filthy piece of garbage!" 682 yelled. The reptile rammed his head into Doomsday, then planted its legs into the ground. With a huge leap, Doomsday and 682 began to quickly ascend into the air, easily reaching escape velocity.
"I won't let the puny reptile kill me!" shouted Doomsday, gripping 682 and squeezing the monster forcefully.
"Like hell you won't!" 682 replied, gripping Doomsday's head with his own hands(?). After a few seconds, the two of them breached the Earth's atmosphere, reaching outer space.
Outer space
Doomsday and 682 continued to wrestle with each other as they continued to hurtle further into space, now nearing Mars. 682 bit down on Doomsday again... but this time, Doomsday's body was now curiously covered in a shiny, hard-to-break metal. 682's teeth broke off in response as Doomsday shoved 682 off of his body, and then held him upward.
"But... how did you survive my biomass absorption?!" asked 682, now starting to experience real fear.
Doomsday grinned at the SCP, glaring at him in the eyes. "I can adapt to stuff fast too! And now that I've been exposed to your own body molecules for so long, I can adapt even faster! So thanks for that!" With a mighty swing of his arm, Doomsday hurled 682 so hard he broke right through Mars, causing the planet to explode in a fiery inferno. But 682 did not stop there - he kept flying, now approaching Jupiter.
"Fuck you Doomsday!!" shouted 682, his voice becoming less and less audible as he flew through each of the planets, continuing to alight with flames. After a few seconds, he was nothing but a tiny speck in the distance as the impact destroyed every other single planet in the distance.
Jupiter? Gone.
Saturn? Gone.
Uranus (ha)? Gone.
Neptune? Gone.
Pluto? Say what you want, but it's not a planet.
Oh, and it was gone.
Doomsday scoffed as he began to descend back toward Earth - only The Presence knew where SCP-682 was now, or if he'd return. But for now, he wasn't bothering the foundation for a while.
But at least one threat was gone.
K.O.!
Results[]
Boomstick: Holy shit! That was awesome!
Wiz: Doomsday and SCP-682 might be notorious for being unkillable, and while it was true that neither one could exactly kill the other one in a conventional sense, it became clear who the true winner was after looking at their stats.
Boomstick: SCP-682 might have better adaptation and regeneration, but Doomsday is so much stronger, faster, and more durable. Like... a lot.
Wiz: While SCP-682 has survived high-impact falls and an encounter with a being who destroyed a plain with 682, all the while being created to kill it, that does not even compare to what Doomsday has survived. While Doomsday killing Superman isn't nearly as impressive as it may seem, Doomsday consistently tanks Superman's heat vision and once took a hit from Darkseid's Omega Beams - which are notorious for tearing holes in reality.
Boomstick: And not to mention that even if 682 adapted itself to eventually reach Doomsday's level, the fact is that Doomsday would adapt too. While his adaptation isn't quite as fast, he'd be exposed to 682's body cells, and as you may remember, Doomsday has been known to adapt to his opponents just as well.
Wiz: With Doomsday's power absorption taking out 682's biggest advantage, the other advantage 682 had was smarts. Even that was a moot point as Doomsday has far more actual battle experience, and beings that have been able to defeat SCP-682 generally have, and just didn't kill it thanks to some Diabolus ex Machina. Finally, 682 isn't really a battle strategist, just of genius-level intellect. As far as battle smarts go, he usually just gets really pissed off at whatever life form he's fighting and takes it out as quickly as possible.
Boomstick: "Oh, but Boomstick, Doomsday is afraid of pain!" Well, while 682 doesn't have a cartoonish phobia of pain, he still hates to feel it a lot. And as stated before, this advantages didn't really matter when Doomsday just flat-out outclassed SCP-682 in just about every way possible. Looks like 682 just couldn't adapt to this fight.
Wiz: The winner is Doomsday.
DISCLAIMER![]
This is my take on the fight, so please give the original creator their deserved support! Thanks and enjoy this What-If.
Description[]
The SCP Foundation vs. DC Comics! Which of these immortal beasts of destruction will outlive the other and take the gold?
Prelude[]
[1] "Wiz and Boomstick" proceeds to play.
Wiz: Adaptation. What every race on the planet has achieved.
Boomstick: But these absolutely TERRIFYING monsters have mixed it up with impossible immortality, like SCP-682, the Hard to Destroy Reptile of the SCP Foundation.
Wiz: And Doomsday, The Destroyer and killer of Superman.
Boomstick: He's Wiz and I'm Boomstick!
Wiz: And it's our job to analyze their weapons, armor and skills, to find out who would win... a DEATH BATTLE.
SCP-682 Breaches into DEATH BATTLE![]
[2] Ajoura started to play.
Wiz: The SCP Foundation. A secret organization bent on hiding the supernatural's existence from the public.
Boomstick: Well, they're doing a shit job at it! I remember the time I was with Grandpappy Boomstick and we saw a freaking Werewolf!
Wiz: I thought you said it was just some cute puppy.
Boomstick: IT WAS TERRIFYING, WIZ.
Wiz: ANYWAY... The SCP Foundation has MANY objects. Perhaps that... "werewolf" would be in the Foundation's over 6000 SCP objects.
Boomstick: The Foundation has at least 3 main object classes. Safe, Euclid and Keter. Safe means they're easy to contain and they have plenty of information on it, so just because it's Safe doesn't mean it's friendly.
Wiz: There's also Euclid, which means it isn't as easy to contain and there still needs to be a bit more info to be discovered, and then there's Keter. Keter means they're hard to keep in their containment chambers and plenty of info still needs to be learned. One of these Keters is something that even the Foundation struggles to get rid of. This is SCP-682.
[3] I.O.N - Ignored would play.
BACKGROUND:
- Alias: Hard-To-Destroy Reptile
- Height: [UNKNOWN]
- Weight: [UNKNOWN]
- One of the Scarlet King's children
- Probably the YouTube comment section manifested
- Avatar takes the shape of some undead crocodillian
Boomstick: SCP-682, or the Hard to Destroy Reptile, is one of the most powerful hunks in the SCP universe. He is one of the 7 children of what's basically Satan in the SCP universe, the Scarlet King.
Wiz: The Scarlet King according to Dipesh Spivak is a creation of swirling anomalies from different times all over the world. One day, he forcibly took the god Sanna as his bride, as she gave birth to 7 daughters.
Boomstick: Ya know, do you ever think that 682 ALSO has daddy issues like me?
Wiz: Probably, but only because of the fact that his mom died, one of his siblings are his mom, and his dad was kind of a douchebag.
Boomstick starts to have another flashback of when his dad left.
Wiz: You done? You know this is the 2nd time you've done this right?
Boomstick: Yeah, sorry. So basically, after giving birth to their 7 daughters, Sanna... kinda died not too long after.
Wiz: After his wife's death, he took their 7 daughters as his new brides, one of his children being SCP-682.
Boomstick looks at Wiz in shock, dropping his beer bottle as if he was a statue.
Boomstick: WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT, WHAT? You're telling me this guy committed INCEST?
Wiz: I mean, so did the Greek Gods and I don't see anybody complaining.
Boomstick: ...okay now that just makes it worse.
Wiz: ANYWAY, SCP-682 is a powerhouse. He's able to be torn apart, have his bones cracked, and even more.
Boomstick: And he's still fine! 682's weapons of choice are his sharp teeth and claws which can tear through steel walls! That'd take atleast 40,000 pounds of force! That's 5 times stronger than a T-Rex's.
POWERS AND ABILITIES:
- Sharp Claws
- Jaws
- Nigh-Immortality
- Genius-level intellect
- Adaptation
- Superhuman stats
- Reality anchoring
- Hyperdimensionality
- Pain Resistance
- Size Manipulation
[ Pop-up: There are many extermination logs about the Foundation attempting to exterminate 682. The only time 682 was killed was in an alternate dimension, where everything was mysteriously killed for no apparent reason. Today, the Foundation still struggles to find a way to kill 682. ]
Wiz: My favorite part about him is his genius level intelligence and how manipulative he is. His adaptation is also absurd, like the time when he was put against SCP-173, The Sculpture.
Boomstick: The Sculpture is made out of pure concrete and can only move when somebody blinks. It's fast enough to snap your neck in a blink of an eye. When 682 was put against him and had his eyes shot out, he eventually adapted and grew plenty of eyes that had protective armor after having pieces of him being torn off by 173.
FEATS:
- Survived being shot into a black hole and the Sun
- Resisted being crystallized by SCP-409
- Rewrote the plot of a book where he died
- Survived being torn apart by SCP **|*****|**|* and 173
- Survived the combined use of hydrogen bombs and SCP-2195
- Damaged the Tree of Knowledge
- Threw a ship across the galaxy
- Survived an attack from the Gate Guardian
- Defeated SCP-076-2
Wiz: He's easily one of the most dangerous objects the Foundation has. That includes guardians that can erase existing things with it's sword and gods that's mere presence destroys entire multiverses and dimensions.
Boomstick: He's been tossed into the sun and a black hole, rewrote a plot of a book where he was killed, and defeated SCP-076-2, who has 10,000 years of experience under his belt! Does he have ANY kind of remorse?
Wiz: Although 682 might seem like a mindless monster bent on worldwide destruction, he still has a heart. This is how he was able to befriend other SCPs like SCP-078 and was calmed down by his brother, 999.
Boomstick spits out his beer.
Boomstick: WAIT, YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT ORANGE BLOB IS HIS BROTHER?
Wiz: And did you know that the 682 you know IS just an avatar state?
Boomstick: So, alligator Darkseid? Nice.
Wiz: And, in his true form, he was able to damage the Tree of Knowledge, which contains INFINITE multiverses and realities.
Boomstick: Ah well. Even if he has a few friends at his side and still has some good in him, may god have mercy on our souls if he breaches.
"They were... disgusting." - SCP-682
Doomsday Is Reborn in DEATH BATTLE![]
[4] Superman - Doomsday's Main Title theme would play.
Wiz: Long ago on what would become Krypton, a scientist named Bertron was planning to create the Ultimate Lifeform.
Boomstick: Incase if you didn't know, Krypton was one hellhole of a planet during the early days.
Wiz: Right. It had a harsh ecosystem with violent predators and an incredibly dangerous wasteland filled with sharp rocks. Because of this, Bertron decided to try and make something to help them survive.
Boomstick: So basically the guy thought that if he made some chaotic monster, they'd survive on the hell hole that was ancient NOT-Krypton. Great idea, guys.
Wiz: After sending an enhanced infant with incredible evolution skills into the wild to die, Bertron thought that if he did it enough times the infant would be able to reach it's full potential quickly. This led to the monster known as Doomsday being created.
Boomstick; Still think scientists are these crazy dudes that just have a big IQ.
Wiz: Shut up, no we're not! Well, maybe Bertron is though.
BACKGROUND:
- Height: 8'10" | 269
- Weight: 914 Ibs | 415
- Alias: The Ultimate, The Destroyer
- Created with the body of an infant and rapidly-accelerating evolution
- ALSO probably the YouTube comment section manifested.
- Gained sentience after a while.
Boomstick: Anyway, after being sent out into the deadly enviroment a couple of times, Doomsday eventually gained sentience and broke into Bertron's lab, killing him in cold blood. Soon after, he escaped Krypton on a ship that was supposed to give his creator supplies and proceeded to go on a literal killstreak across several planets.
[5] Batman vs. Superman: Doomsday Theme would play.
Wiz: He eventually crossed paths with people like Uxas, Kobald, the Radiant, the Green Lanterns, and the Justice League. And in good old powerful villan fashion, he was able to defeat all of them, except the Radiant who blew up a fifth of their planet in the process to kill Doomsday, which surprisingly worked.
Boomstick: But as you all know, he became FAR stronger than that. As shown being able to take on people like Superman and Darkseid, you can see how much more powerful he is... why did we put this guy up against Hulk again?
POWERS AND ABILITIES:
- Superhuman stats
- Virtual immortality
- Immunity to previous cause of death
- Regeneration
- Fire Breath
- Bone manipulation
- Invulnerability
- Telepathy
- Energy aura
- Energy feedback
- Genius-level intellect from Braniac
Wiz: Eventually, the only thing left that was avaliable to kill Doomsday was THE END OF TIME.
Boomstick: However, some henchmen of Braniac saved him, and the mad genius decided to use it as an extra body incase he died.
Wiz: Because of this, Doomsday eventually got Braniac's intelligence.
Trailer[]
Last Time[]
Intro[]
Doomsday Destroys All In DEATH BATTLE![]
SCP-682 Evolves Past Reality In DEATH BATTLE![]
Pre-Fight[]
ITS TIME FOR A DEATH BATTLE![]
Verdict[]
Fight OST[]
Connections[]
Trivia[]
Doomsday vs. SCP-682 is an episode of Dimentio's fanmade Death Battles, featuring Doomsday, an antagonist from DC Comics, against SCP-682, an antagonist from the SCP Foundation.
Description[]
DC Comics vs. SCP Foundation! These two seemingly unkillable adaptive beasts have been hashing it out in a debate for years, but now it's time we finally get it settled! Can they actually kill the other, or will they simply just fight for the rest of time until all we know ceases? Only one way to find out, through a DEATH BATTLE!
Introduction[]
Jack: Doomsday, the beast from DC who killed Superman.
Dave: And SCP-682, the hard-to-destroy reptile! These two invincible sons of bitches have been around, constantly not dying for years.
Jack: Naturally, everybody wants to know which one of these guys would be able to slaughter the other.
Dave: Unless that isn't possible of course! Think about it, if these two are truly immortal and will always come back, can they really die to the other?
Jack: That's what we're here to find out, Dave. Can planet Krypton's experimental baby kill one of the sons of the Scarlet King?
Dave: Or will the biggest pain in the Foundation's ass defeat yet another anomaly chucked at it?
Jack: He's Dave Miller, and I'm Jack, here to run through these two's stories, arsenals, abilities, strengths, and shortcomings to find out which one will win...a Death Battle!
Doomsday Brings DEATH BATTLE to Its Knees![]
Jack: Superman, one of the most well-known and beloved comic heroes of all time. You all probably know the song and dance by now.
Dave: Naturally, since he's been around for almost 100 years, he's gathered quite the gang of villains! Lex Luthor, Bizarro, Brainiac, Darkseid, the ones you've probably heard of. However, way back in 1991, there was a bit of a problem.
Jack: Most of Superman's rogues' gallery consisted of villains who used their intellect, technology, or natural advantage against him to fight him, and very few could actually stand up physically to him. The writers and editors knew this, so during a brainstorm session, they gave the idea.
Dave: They needed a physically strong match for Supes, so a "bestial foe" was what they suggested to add. Mike Carlin put this idea down as "doomsday for Superman", inadvertently naming what the creature would be. Yeah, Booster Gold is a fuckin' fraud, he didn't name nothin'.
Jack: So, I'm sure you're wondering what a monster like this would have for a backstory. Well, believe it or not, you can argue it's sort of a dark reflection of Superman's. Basically, an alien scientist guy named Bertron was stuck on Krypton, so he decided to do a little experiment.
Dave: Send a damn baby out there and watch as it fucking dies, then bring his corpse back, clone his DNA, and THEN do the entire damn process over and over again until it wins! That's what ya do to win a video game, not...whatever Frankenstein bullshit this is!
Jack: Well, luckily for both of them, it eventually won out, being able to survive and slaughter the predators of Krypton. Unfortunately for both of them, though, the Ultimate remembered all of the times he got sent out to die for Bertron's dumb experiment, so he offed his creator, going on to have a hate for everything.
Dave: The Ultimate then escaped Krypton, ravaging planet after planet and wiping everything in his way. Finally, he was on the planet Calaton, where he finally got his ass stopped by a being called The Radiant. A fifth of the planet was destroyed, but The Ultimate had died.
Jack: He got shot into space and ended up landing in the planet Earth. No, not on, it literally landed IN the Earth, going underground. Once he finally awoke, though, he would end up going through America, wiping stuff out like on his other victims. Luckily, though, Superman and the Justice League arrived to save the day...before being stopped and freeing Doomsday from his burial cables.
Dave: That's when Booster claimed it was the arrival of Doomsday, and everybody started calling him that. The Ultimate sounds way cooler, but either way, he ended up bustin' into Metropolis, and with both him and Supes punching each other at the same time, they both fell. This was the Death of Superman, and what this rocky bastard is most well-known for.
Jack: And no wonder with what this dude can do. For starters, he's destroyed a forest with only what seemed to be a few hits, covered half of the moon in a bit of time, moved faster than one could see, and survived multiple explosions, like one that spanned across an entire city, one that leveled a town, the one he made when he crashed onto Earth, which caused a big crater, and one that not only obliterated a mountain, but opened a hole in SPACE ITSELF.
Dave: Naturally, being able to kill the damn Superman meant that this guy was insanely strong, and no kidding! He's tussled with heroes like Wonder Woman, Wally West, and Kyle Rayner, and even took on Darkseid himself! But what does this exactly mean in stat terms? Well, buckle your seatbelts, kiddies, because we're gonna have to go over the fun that is DC Comics scaling. And by "fun", I mean "bullshit".
Jack: So, Doomsday should scale to the big boys and girls of DC. He's fought Superman several times, taken on the Justice League and tanked five members all firing at him at the same time, broke Wonder Woman's arms, knocked Darkseid out, blitzed some of the members who fired at him earlier, knocked Wally West off course, and tanked the Omega Beams. Y'know, the ones that erase you from existence, are hotter than the fires of Apokolips, and always catch their targets? Yeah, he just kinda...took it.
Dave: But as for what DC characters can do? Alright, time for the BS. First off, to give a scope on how big these feats are, we need to discuss how large the DC universe is. The most concrete answer we have is a statement that the DC universe is at least 100 trillion light years in radius. What does that mean? Well, our universe is around 93 billion light years, so if we compare the numbers...
Jack: Uh, Dave, you sure about this-
Dave: WHAT THE FUCK, 10 BILLION TIMES BIGGER?!
Jack: Yeeaahhh...
Dave: Damn! I don't know who the hell came up with this, but if they wanted to make their universe bigger, they sure as fuck achieved that!
Jack: So, now we can get into actual feats. Superman fought another version of himself, which threatened both of those universes, Nebula Man, who is a living universe, and Barry Allen and Wally once had a race that threatened to tear apart the entire darn multiverse, which Superman caught up with.
Dave: But if you want a more direct comparison, you know the blast from earlier that we mentioned that ripped a whole in space and time itself? Yeah, the dude who did that is a Guardian, and the blast came from him releasing his power. Said Guardians are able to destroy the multiverse with their powe- oh come the fuck on how strong IS this guy?!
Jack: Well, speed is another beast entirely. For example, Green Lanterns can cross the universe in 10 hours and send constructs to travel through the entire universe in a heartbeat, and Wally once outran the literal concept of death itself.
Dave: I'm not even surprised at this point. What the hell else can this guy do that I don't know about?
Jack: I'm glad you asked, Dave, because now, we get to the fun part. Doomsday is most well known for killing Superman, but his second most well known thing is the constant middle fingers he gives to death. To give an example as to what I mean, when Superman and Doomsday killed each other and eventually met again, Clark was unable to kill Doomsday like he did before.
Dave: Basically, if you kill Doomsday one way, that way is unable to be done again. You can't kill him the same way twice. And believe us, that's already hard to do, since he doesn't need water, food, or sleep and has no internal organs, but especially with his regeneration, which can bring him back from being a corpse or even down to scraps.
Jack: Countering other's abilities is something he can do too. The Radiant from way earlier? Alter his energy so that he becomes a physical being that you CAN kill! Somebody's trying to get into your head? Boot 'em out! Sonic soundwaves? Block your auditory canals...? What does that even mea-
Dave: A dude has telekinesis, energy blasts, or flying? Use it better than them! Yeah, he can straight-up mimic other people's powers if he wants to fuck 'em over! But if he wants to do that even more, he can do what he did to Martian Manhunter, and exploit their weaknesses! In the Manhunter example, he got himself some fire breath and had roasted alien on the menu, but I don't think he ever got to enjoy that meal.
Jack: What he can enjoy is being immune to stuff like being frozen, getting possessed, or even toxic gases, being able to sense stuff that's miles away, or an...aura?
Dave: Yeah, so if all of that wasn't enough, you're not even immune to him if you're NEAR him! Wouldn't want to catch on fire, get your molecules fucked with, life force taken from you, or fall into a coma, would ya? Oh, but don't worry, it gets better! Not only does he get more powerful and intelligent as time goes on, not only is he immune to all of those wacky powers from his aura, and not only is he able to send the aura out to target people, but he can turn YOU into Doomsday as well!
Jack: The Doomsday Virus is possibly the most deadly weapon in his arsenal. It comes out like a gas, and if you breathe it in and are lucky enough, you die. If you're unlucky, congrats! You now get the aura and stats of Doomsday! But the bad part is that Doomsday starts taking over your mind and you slowly mentally degrade and become a monster like him.
Dave: But hey, that's still pretty cool! Plus, it can be cured by Snicker's bars! There's also his portals, which can be used to teleport wherever is needed. Finally, there's his arsenal. You see those bones on his body? Yeah, those are the most well-made weapons ever apparently, because he can use them to slash, poison, or just shoot them at you! And he can grow new ones whenever he wants, so watch you if you don't wanna get impaled and poisoned.
Jack: I...hesitate to call these next one a weapon since he really doesn't use it much, but he did get his hands on a Lantern ring once, which would probably come with the normal abilities all of them do. You know, making constructs and such. Now-
Dave: Wait, wait, old sport, you forgot his most important weapon!
Jack: Oh, yeah, what's that?
Dave walks out of the room, before coming back in with a Lego set.
Dave: The Doomsdaymobile.
Jack: ...can we please just finish?
Dave: Sure thing! Now, you may be asking in the audience, "what could possibly stop this fucker?!" And to that I say, let's find out. Well, the entropy at the end of the universe seemed to do him in once, as well as his flesh getting incinerated, and some Kryptonians quite literally recreated the "we are going to beat you to death" meme on him.
Jack: Other than that, Doomsday more often relies on his brute force to do the job for him. Granted, he has developed strategies such as retreated as well as emotion, but he rarely uses those in battle.
Dave: Doomsday may have been killed many times before, but he'll keep coming back, no matter what. Whether it's through people clamoring for his return, his sheer willpower, or weird-ass baby experiments. If you come across him, you've practically already met your doom.
"DOOOOOOM! DIIIIIE! I WILL DESTROY YOU ALL!"
SCP-682 Breaches DEATH BATTLE's Containment![]
Jack: Around the world, there lies some secrets not even we can know about. Cults, cryptids, organizations dedicated to really hating sharks, anything you can think of.
Dave: Naturally, somebody needs to contain these secrets. Who knows what could happen if somebody found out about the Shark Punching Center? The riots would be unbelievably large!
Jack: Mainly because more than two people would show up.
Dave: In 2007, the very first SCP entry was written on the website/cesspool, 4-Chan. SCP-173. It was a statue that moved when ya stopped lookin' at it. Think of the Weeping Angels from Doctor Who, but with more spray-paint and a peanut shape.
Jack: That peanut was the origin of one of the biggest and infamous horror universes on the internet, spanning over seven thousand entries and tons of stories. Now, these SCPs have a big classification system. Three of them are the ones most people know.
Dave: There's the Safe class, which is the equivalent to putting something in a box and not having to do anything else. Euclid is the next one, which is the equivalent to having to do something that isn't too major but still definitely needed to contain it in the box.
Jack: Now, it's important to note that the Classes aren't specifically related to danger level. A piece of paper that could destroy the world if read by one percent of the world's population could still be Safe if you can put it in the box.
Dave: But then we get to Keter class. You really have to fight with them to get them in the box, and even then they'll bust out every now and then. Highlights include an old man that corrodes everything it touches and has a pocket dimension it traps its victims in, a lake that lures in victims to never be seen again using the bodies of their friends and family, and SCP-682. The SCP of today.
Jack: Also known as the "Hard-to-Kill reptile", this...thing has several different origins. The most widely accepted origin is that it is the spawn of the Scarlet King, an ancient being who is going to destroy the universe one day. Fun.
Dave: Others include it being the embodiment of hate, the serpent from the Bible, and Jeff Kinney, author of the Diary of a Wimpy Kid books. No, I'm serious.
Jack: Wherever the thing came from, it's a real crick in the Foundation's neck, surviving everything that's been thrown at it in attempts to kill it. What exactly has BEEN thrown at it? Well...
Dave: 173? Grew more eyes after it snapped his neck the first time. 106 while also fighting 953, a shape-shifting fox that mind controls people? Ended up a three-way tie with 682 still coming out alive. SCP-2617, a radio tower protected by a bunch of ice statues with ice weapons constantly refueled by a giant cloud? Literally just dissipated the cloud via sheer force! SCP-5175, a knife that literally banishes people from this reality?! He just fuckin' came back! Guess he REALLY just felt like it!
Jack: Yeah, 682 is called hard-to-kill for a reason. It's able to equally fight off SCP-096, the shy guy, a creature known to kill anything that looks at its face.
Dave: Ohhhhh, so THAT'S what its gimmick is. I thought it was gonna be one of the goofy Mario guys.
Jack: Wha- DID YOU LOOK AT IT?!
Dave: Relax. I'm sure nothing bad will happen.
Jack: Well, quit relaxing! That thing can straight-up push the sun if it needs to do so to get to potential victims!
Dave: Excuse me?!
Jack: Yep. It and 682 got into a scuffle, and it ended up a stalemate. Speaking of the sun, 682 was once blasted to it in an attempt to kill it, only for it to bust out, survive in space for a week, and then grew wings and flew back to Earth in three weeks. Other speeds include being compared to lightning and regenerating at speeds compared to light.
Dave: But forget that stuff! You guys want more bullshit! I can sense it from here. And I get it, old sport here is a boring guy. Well, let's continue 682's wacky escapades in being basically invincible! SCP-826 is a pair of bookends that makes whatever piece of literature is written into it a reality. When a few pages were placed into it about a creature that would kill 682, he somehow rewrote the fucking plot of the book so that he ended up winning. I can't stress this enough, he REWROTE THE PLOT!
Jack: For another fun thing, we need to talk about universe sizes again!
Dave: NOOO-
Jack backhands Dave.
Jack: Dave, you act like this is the end of the world.
Dave: Because it is!
Jack: No, but you know what IS the end of the world? That time 682 grew to the size of space and destroyed several galaxies!
Dave: That was the worst transition. Of all time. But, to determine the universe size, we gotta get a statement from Black Queen Lily, who apparently made a whole...universe full of ice cream, alright. Said universe was stated to be "a hundred few billion trillion light-years". What?
Jack: Yeah, so, if we say that this means a, as in, singular, universe, it'd be around and at least 124 decillion times bigger than ours. This stuff makes my head hurt...
Dave: Look on the bright side, old sport. At least now we can get into the fun stuff, AKA, galactic stuff. 682's formed a black hole, survived a nuclear detonation that destroyed all life, and fought with Able who almost destroyed the entire multiverse through slashing petals that spanned entire universes.
Jack: Probably makes more sense in context.
Dave: Trust me, it doesn't.
Pop-Up: 682's instance of being able to fight off almost every SCP in a fictional story will not be used because...well, it's a fictional story inside the fictional story with no real basis in reality.
Jack: 682's pretty smart as well. He can read ancient glyths, has been around before creation itself, can fight while his consciousness is detached as both his body and his consciousness, and even ran an entire SCP site himself once.
Dave: But now, we can delve into what 682's best known for. NEVER DYING EVER. The Foundation really wants rid of him, so they've put him up against a lot of the 7000+ SCPs they have at their disposal to try and kill him. None of them have worked.
Jack: And they've tried a lot of stuff. He's grown resistant to acid to the point where he literally stays in it in his containment cell, tearing him apart doesn't work since he can regenerate from being torn in half, just his tail, 100% of his body being destroyed, OR EVEN GETTING HIS ENTIRE HISTORY ERASED.
Dave: But, what about incapacitation? Sure it won't kill him, but he'll still be out of your hair. Nope! Transmutating him, mind controlling him, poisoning him, just fucking assimilation? All of which are actual examples and have not worked.
Jack: Now you might be thinking, "alright, just reality warp him out of existence!" Nope, has come back from both of those, erasure and reality warping.
Dave: He does have one example I can say is the most definitively bullshit of the bunch. So, SCP-3309, from my...rather limited understanding of the meta-narrative of SCP is literally just the website itself. Generates new anomalies, erases some that aren't up to board, tells a doctor off for roleplaying in the forums, yep, sounds about right. So, somebody rewrote 682's article on the wiki to state it's a reality warping being invincible to damage.
Jack: So, the truth?
Dave: Exactly! But, sportsy, it came at a cost. Reality fucking REWROTE ITSELF so that the article was always like that so he avoided getting axed by the authors.
Jack: ...EXCUSE ME?!
Dave: YEEEEEEP!
Jack: Well, there's also his adaptations. Basically, if he doesn't straight-up resist it, he's gonna somehow use it against you. It should be worth noting he's gained these back before, so although they are temporary in the moment, he can always bring them back if he wants. He's grown wings, a large tongue, extra eyes, increased his own body temperature to a point that steel melted, fired beams of radioactivity, created arachnoid creatures, took over Site systems and reanimated dead bodies to help him as a soul, and a lot more.
Dave: But something else that he can do is...just use abilities from other SCPs against other people. 999's positivity? Use it as a wave to make guards laugh so he can kill them. 061's hypnotism? He can just use it to kill people. 1056's resizing properties? What do you think?
Jack: Finally, we can talk about his inherent abilities. When he eats things, he doesn't just eat them, no, he absorbs them into his mass, which is how he's able to grow so large when given enough food. His roars themselves can cause damage, as well as kill people using kill agents.
Dave: A kill agent is basically info that instantly kills ya once you process it, which 682 knows several auditory versions of and is able to replicate. He can transform his body in different ways, able to even turn it into a police car, warp reality, all of the fun stuff. But let's get the big thing out of the way.
Jack: So, you remember when we said 682 was a possible embodiment of hate? Yeah, that lore gives him the reason behind his immortality. Basically, to not make this analysis longer than it is, 682 is made from concepts like hate and adaptiveness, meaning to kill it, the Foundation made a machine to try and eject those concepts from the Noosphere, the higher-dimensional realm where the collective thoughts of everything are.
Dave: Naturally, 682 being 682, that machine became corrupted by said concepts and fucked shit up, resulting in everybody forgetting what corrupted the machine and 6820-A (the concepts) creating its own Noosphere and- yeah I think you get the point.
Jack: 6820-A can't exactly interact with real stuff, but what it CAN do is interact with and absorb concepts, essentially corrupting them into itself.
Dave: But now, we can delve into weaknesses. He's overconfident, sure, but there are actually a few times he's died in SCP lore.
Jack: It sounds crazy, but it's true. Much like his opponent, the entropy at the end of the universe seemed to kill him, along with SCP-2935, an alternate dimension in which everything was dead. Then there's his most infamous loss, where he stole Foundation member Dr. Bright's car, got drunk, and-
Dave: HE DIED TO DRUNK FUCKIN' DRIVING?! HAHAHA! Now that shit's funny! Torn in half and getting erased? Nah, he's fine! But getting drunk and crashing into a tree? He's no more!
Jack: That does send a message, though. Don't drink and drive, guys.
Dave: You are right about that one, old sport. But either way, this beast will continue to haunt Foundation members and readers alike, and if you hear those sirens go off, hope the embodiment of hate itself doesn't find ya.
Jack: Otherwise, feel free to join it.
"They were...disgusting."
Intermission[]
Dave: Alright, ya guys, you've seen what they can do, but now it's time to see this match play out!
Jack: You've got that one right, Dave. Which adaptive creature is gonna crawl out of this one?
Dave: We've got the poll up, so now it's time to-
Jack: Wait, do you hear that screaming?
Dave: ...shit.
Jack: DID YOU ACTUALLY LOOK AT 096?!
Dave: I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS REAL!
Jack: YOU IDIO-
A tall, pale figure busts through a wall behind the two hosts, causing them to run for it.
Jack: START THE FIGHT, START THE-
DEATH BATTLE![]
It was a Fall evening, around six PM. Most people were just eating dinner right now, but in Site 19, located in [REDACTED], most of the Class-D personnel, practically prisoners there, would be lucky if they got to eat anything.
"You've been given your orders, dipshit. Now, step in the containment unit, or we'll have to terminate you." A guard said, whacking a Class-D across the head with their rifle. "Alright, alright." The Class-D said, stepping into the cell. This was a normal operation around most SCP sites. Class-D would be rescued from Death Row in exchange for having to do tests on SCPs. Of course, most of the time said Class-D would be terminated either by an SCP during testing or by the Foundation once they outlived their usefulness.
On this particular day, though, things would change.
The Class-D was sent into the cell to clean it, holding a mop and bucket. It just so happened that the cell he was sent in belonged to one of the most dangerous SCPs the Foundation held, SCP-682. The Class-D didn't know this, not getting a chance to look at the label of the cell they were forced into. As they began cleaning, 682 awakened from his slumber in a pool of acid, staring at the Class-D with nothing but hatred.
682 rose from the depths, before chomping the Class-D's leg. As they screamed in agony, 682 dragged the Class-D into the pool with him, ripping their throat out and eating them before they could dissolve in the acid. The guard outside groaned, before contacting another. "Yeah, 682 ate the D-Class. Yes, I knew that would likely happen, but listen, I-" Before the guard could finish communicating, a loud banging noise interrupted them, turning to see where it came from. "I'll have to call you back. Loud noise nearby. I'll tell ya if I need reinforcements."
The guard slowly approached the wall where they heard the noise, gun trained on it. The noises continued, before something burst through the wall, a roaring accompanying it. It was large, spikes covering it. Wearing a pair of green shorts and piercing red eyes, it grabbed the guard by the throat, slowly strangling them. As they attempted to fire at the creature, it simply smirked, before it slightly let go of the guard, instead having the guard's head in its hand. "You have been slightly entertaining to me, but now MEET YOUR DOOM!" The creature shouted, before crushing the guard's skull in its palm.
This was Doomsday, and he had accidentally caused a containment breach.
The hole he had caused just so happened to be close enough to create a small one near 682's cell, so when he slithered out before reforming to full size, the alarms almost instantly rang. "What a...disgusting creature." 682 mused, staring at Doomsday. "I supposed you caused this?" 682 asked. "Correct. That human has met its demise, and you shall as well!" Doomsday proclaimed, before punching the cryptid in the face rapidly, finishing with a kick, sending the hard-to-destroy reptile into a wall.
"Well, this should be fun." 682 said, before leaping at Doomsday.
FIGHT!
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Trivia[]
- This battle was inspired by this blog, which I fully recommend reading if you want a bigger scope on how deep this debate goes.
- The track would be called "Object Class: Doom".
Description[]
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Intro[]
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its Doomsday in Deathbattle![]
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is 682 really hard to destroy?[]
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