DWOAH: Mr Foster vs Dallas
Deadliest warriors of all historyMr Foster vs DallasBloodiest paycheck I ever earnedMr Foster info:Height: 6 footWeight: 173lbsWeapons: Kalashnikov AK-12, .50 Desert Eagle, M4 Combat Shotgun, Winchester 1894, KF-Bar, Crovel Survival Tool, Frag GrenadesArmour: Kevlar VestStrengths: As technically the mascot of the Killing Floor games Mr Foster is easily the most famous and recognizable playable character of the series, Above peak human strength (Can carry multiple Weapons without tiring or slowing down, Can kill many different kinds of Zeds with single swings of Melee Weapons, Can harm the likes of the Patriarch with Melee attacks), Superhuman durability (Even without a Kevlar Vest Mr Foster can survive more than a normal human should be able too, Can survive attacks from Scrakes, Fleshpounds and even the likes of the Patriarch and Matriarch), Peak human speed/Hypersonic reactions (Can dodge the Matriarch’s Lightning), High intellect (Is a prodigy in the trading business), Is highly skilled with every Weapon he gets his hands on, Can heal himself via Health Syringe, Can pick up new Weapons during or buy new Weapons between waves, Has killed more Zeds than can be counted. Weaknesses: Despite his durability Mr Foster is still mortal and can be killed if damaged enough, His Healing Syringe has a several second ‘charge time’ between uses.Nathan Steele aka Dallas info:Height: 6 foot 2Weight: 190lbsWeapons: AK17, The Judge, Ice Pick, Frag GrenadesArmour: Kevlar VestStrengths: As technically the face and mascot of the Payday games Dallas is the most famous and recognizable character of the series, Above peak human strength (Can carry multiple Weapons and lift heavy money bags/gold filled safes/a nuclear warhead, Can kill Police and SWAT members with Melee attacks), Superhuman durability (Even without a Kevlar Vest Dallas can survive more than a normal human should be able to, Can tank multitudes of bullets and explosions, Can survive high voltage Tasers and get back up afterwards without hindrance), Peak human speed/FTE reactions (Can dodge bullets via Dodge builds), High intelligence (Is knowledgeable in how to make Meth, Can hack and rewire security systems), Is highly skilled with any Weapon he gets his hands on, Can heal himself via Health Kits, Has killed more Police and Special Forces that can be counted.Weaknesses: Despite his durability Dallas is still mortal and can be killed if damaged enough, Once he sets down his tools (e.g. Health Kits or Ammo Bags) he cannot pick them up and must constantly return to where he had set them to use them again.Battle begin!(Farmhouse)“Money, money, money, loadsa money!” Mr Foster sang to himself as he headed towards the shopping booth between Zed waves, the ex-Trader desperately needing Deagle and Shotgun ammo as he followed the checkpoint towards the store.As he approached the store however the sound of drilling caught his attention and as he turned the corner towards the barn he found an equally masked and suited man already at the store and instead of making a purchase he was using a large industrial drill to cut into the back of it.“What the bloody hell? OI!!!” Foster shouted towards Dallas drawing his Kalashnikov as he did so, cocking the Assault Rifle and spraying a few warning shots in the Heisters direction, one of the bullets hitting the drill causing it to jam whilst Dallas took cover behind the store.“Shit! God damn it I was sure this place was empty!” Dallas muttered to himself as he drew and cocked his AK17, readying the Assault Rifle before pulling out a Frag Grenade and pulling the pin, blind throwing it around the store making Mr Foster backpedal back out of the barn as he saw the explosive bouncing along the ground towards him.“Bloody ‘ell!” Foster cried as he rushed back out of the barn, ducking behind the corner as the old wooden structure shook as the Grenade went off, sending dust and straw billowing out of the open doors as it made him stagger forward as well.Ducking out from behind the store Dallas struck the drill to restart it before heading towards the doorway with his Rifle poised and ready, spraying it at Mr Foster the moment he caught sight of the Trader scoring him several times in the back as Foster made a run for a nearby tractor for cover, the bullets only making him stumble rather than doing visible damage prompting the Heister to throw another Grenade after him.As the second Grenade detonated Foster was sent off of his feet landing hard on his front whilst his Kalashnikov was sent flying out of his hands and far out of his reach “bollocks!” he exclaimed as he quickly drew his M4 Combat Shotgun, counting only eleven shells left which should be an ample amount to put the Heister down.Reloading and cranking the Shotgun Mr Foster ducked out from around the tractor to fire three shells towards the barn, blasting at the entrance forcing Dallas to duck back around the entrance before blind firing around it, spraying the tractor as Foster fired two more shots towards the door, blasting holes through the old wood and hitting Dallas in the back.The slugs tore through Dallas’s suit revealing the Kevlar Vest underneath as he reloaded his AK, turning around the entrance away to open fire again when another Shotgun blast struck his Assault Rifle shattering it into pieces as well as making the Heister recoil leaving him open for another shot straight to the chest sending him onto his back.Upon hitting the dirt Dallas was quick to draw his Judge handheld Shotgun and fire two of its five shell cylinder at Foster who had taken the motion to rush at him aiming to plant the last few rounds he had in his Shotgun into the Heisters head, the shots tearing through Mr Foster’s suit revealing his Kevlar Vest whilst the impact of them made him stumble back, his finger still on his Shotguns trigger making him waste the last few slugs.Dropping the Shotgun Mr Foster quickly drew his Deagle and wildly fired the remainder of the clip at Dallas before taking the chance for a tactical retreat, stumbling as another shot from the Heister’s Judge clipped him in the leg turning his run into a staggering limp as he headed to the farm house and borderline threw himself through the open doorway for cover.“Shit, I’m all out…” the Trader then hissed as he ejected the empty clip from his Deagle whilst resting against the wall, Foster then pulling out his Health Syringe and jamming it into his wrist letting out a sigh of relief as he did so as the concoction inside quickly went to work, easing the pain of his gunshot wound whilst also healing the wound and the deep bruising under his Kevlar Vest.Putting the Syringe away the Trader then looked up to notice both an ammo box and a Winchester 1894 resting against the barnhouse’s living room wall “someone must be looking out for me” he chuckled as he headed into the living room.Back outside Dallas was busy dealing with his own wounds, the Heister having set down his Health Kit and was now taking painkillers to deal with the ache in his back when the sound of shattering glass drew his attention to the farmhouse, a Grenade hitting the floor a couple of metres away from him seconds later making him scramble to get away before it went off.Unfortunately for him it detonated before he could fully get up, the blast sending him crashing against the barn wall before a bullet struck the dirt barely missing him by a few inches “god damn it!” he cursed as he forced himself up, firing a shot from his Judge towards the second floor of the barn but his Shotguns meagre range rendered the shot useless as Mr Foster essentially set up a Sniper post in one of the upstairs windows with his Winchester.“Come on stay still and make it easy for both of us” Foster commented as he fired shot after shot at Dallas, each shot narrowly missing as the Heister dodged and weaved around from cover to cover whilst running towards the barn house “come on Foster you’re better than this!” the Zed Killer cursed himself before swearing loudly as he pulled the trigger again only for a dull ‘click’ to be heard showing he had wasted all 12 shots “fuck it!”.Quickly reloading the Winchester Foster swapped back to his Deagle reloading the Hand Cannon as well before slowly making his way towards the door as he heard Dallas stomping up the staircase, the Zed Killer jumping out through the doorway as he heard the Heister approach just outside aiming straight for his head as he squeezed the trigger.As the shot went off however Dallas reacted knocking Foster’s aim off with a strike to his wrist sending the Deagle shot harmlessly down the hallway before Dallas aimed his Judge at Foster’s leg and pulled the trigger.“FUCK!!!” the Trader cried as the Shotgun slug tore into his left thigh, blood immediately pouring down his suit pants leg as he grabbed at Dallas’s wrist forcing him to miss the next shot, the Judge blasting a hole in the old wooden floorboards causing them to creak and groan before they gave way causing both of them to fall to the ground floor below.As they both landed hard their Weapons fell from their grasp leaving them both unarmed, Dallas heaving himself to his feet whilst Foster took a moment to inject himself with his Healing Syringe again to heal his leg wound.Instead of picking up his Shotgun Dallas instead reached into his suit to pull out an Ice Pick, the Heister spinning it in his grasp as Foster then got up and drew his KF-Bar Knife “oh bugger, well this ain’t exactly fair” the Zed Killer joked slightly before jumping back as Dallas lunged at him with his Ice Pick, wildly swinging it as Foster dodged to the side to stab at him with his KF-Bar, driving the Knife into the Heisters side only for the Knife to meet his Kevlar Vest.Pulling the Knife out Mr Foster then outright tackled Dallas, slamming him back against the wall behind him before wildly stabbing at his legs whilst Dallas slammed the tip of his Ice Pick into Foster’s back hitting his own Vest over and over again.Grunting as the Zed Killer stabbed at his legs Dallas eventually overpowered him to shove him back, swinging his Ice Pick to both knock his Knife from his grasp and cut a deep gash across his hand making him cry out in pain before Dallas harshly stabbed him in the thigh with his Ice Pick and kicked him to the floor.Standing over the downed Zed Killer Dallas raised the Ice Pick high aiming to bring it down on Foster’s head only for Foster to roll to the side and reach out under the old rotting couch to grab a Weapon he had spied under it when he had hit the floor.Pulling out the Crovel Survival Tool Mr Foster used it to block another swing from the Ice Pick before he swung the Bladed Shovel at Dallas’s leg, the Tool cutting deep into the man’s thigh making him scream as Foster then wrenched the Shovel out tearing out a sizable chunk of his leg.The action caused Dallas to fall, hitting the floor hard as blood gushed out of his leg, his free hand desperately clutching at the wound whilst he continued to swing his Ice Pick to try to keep Mr Foster away.His attempts were for nothing however as Mr Foster rose to his feet and brought the Crovel Survival Tool down upon his arm forcing him to drop the Ice Pick as the Bladed Shovel Head cut deep into the flesh of his bicep.Tearing the Tool out of Dallas’s arm Mr Foster then brought it down upon his head, cutting into his skull down to between his eyes to silence his screams of pain, the Zed Killer then leaving the Crovel Survival Tool in Dallas’s head as he staggered back slightly panting for air.“Never...try to take my dosh” he panted before righting himself and turning to head back towards the barn “better not have broken the damn pod”.Winner: Mr FosterI’ll admit that I was inspired by reading the Hoxton vs Mr Foster fight on the Death Battle fanon wiki and thinking ‘how the hell did Mr Foster lose?’.Yes the Payday Heisters can take A LOT of punishment but in my opinion everything the characters of Killing Floor take every time they battle Zeds puts the Police Forces of Payday to shame, whilst Dallas can take bullets, Taser shots and explosions Mr Foster can take being torn into by Zeds, impaled by Scrakes, being set on fire by Husks and being brutalised by Fleshpounds and still get right back up afterwards.So whilst Mr Foster and Dallas are fairly equal in near every other category Mr Fosters sheer advantage in durability gives him the edge needed to steal the win from the Heister.
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