Fan Art Crossover / Bayonetta / Alien
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An Evening of Appalling Taste
Bayonetta attends a collector’s gala with terrible taste and worse containment. Read an original crossover story where stagecraft becomes a spectacular rescue.
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Bayonetta received the invitation in a black envelope lined with gold. It promised a private performance, rare refreshments and a creature unlike anything the guests had seen before. The handwriting was beautiful. The punctuation was desperate. This unofficial Bayonetta crossover begins with a witch accepting an evening out largely because she wanted to know who had mistaken a containment warning for an entertainment concept.
The host had converted a ruined theater into a salon. Candles crowded the balconies. Musicians occupied the orchestra pit. Somewhere behind the stage, something heavy moved against metal. Bayonetta handed over her coat and asked whether the evening’s dress code extended to the emergency exits.
Prologue — A respectable amount of alarm
The host was a goblin collector whose wealth had improved everything about him except his judgment. He greeted Bayonetta as the evening’s most distinguished guest, then immediately asked whether she would stand beside the covered cage for a photograph.
She examined the curtain. A dark stain had eaten through its lower edge and continued into the stage.
“Your centerpiece is redecorating,” she said.
The host laughed with the determination of a man who had paid too much to hear bad news. He called the stain an atmospheric detail. Bayonetta decided to remain near a wall that was not load-bearing.
Act I — The performance begins badly
The musicians played an overture. The host delivered a speech about courage, refinement and the ownership of extraordinary things. Behind him, the cage made a small noise that suggested extraordinary things had opinions about ownership.
When the curtain rose, the audience applauded before looking carefully. This was unfortunate. Looking carefully would have saved them the embarrassment of applauding a damaged restraint and an empty enclosure.
The host insisted that the creature was demonstrating camouflage. A waiter pointed toward the ceiling. Something glossy and dark moved above the chandeliers, unfolding with the quiet confidence of a problem that had found better accommodation.
Chairs scraped backward. The musicians stopped. One continued playing for several seconds because he had been warned that unpaid breaks would be deducted from his fee.
Bayonetta moved the nearest guests toward the side passage. The host protested that the evening was not over. She agreed. Its useful portion was only beginning.
The creature dropped onto the stage. Splintered timber scattered across the host’s monogrammed carpet. For a moment, every expensive object in the room became an obstacle, and the collector finally discovered what his guests had been thinking about his furniture.
Act II — A lesson in arrangement
The theater’s old machinery offered possibilities the host had ignored. Ropes ran from the flies to the backstage gallery. Heavy curtains could divide the room. A rolling scenery platform still moved on its original tracks. The building had been designed to make dramatic things happen safely, which made it considerably better qualified than its current owner.
Bayonetta asked a stagehand which ropes still worked. He pointed to three and warned her about the fourth. She thanked him, then sent him toward the exit with the remaining guests.
The creature followed movement and sound. The host’s voice provided plenty of both. Bayonetta instructed him to stop narrating his distress. He managed this for almost four seconds.
She drew the creature across the stage while the old counterweights shifted overhead. A curtain fell between it and the departing audience. The scenery platform rolled into place. The music resumed from a mechanical cylinder backstage, bright and absurdly cheerful beneath the scrape of claws.
The host watched from behind a marble statue of himself. He asked whether she had a plan. She glanced at the statue and said that, at minimum, they should improve the room’s proportions.
The creature struck the plinth. The statue lost its balance, its dignity and most of its nose. The host made a noise Bayonetta considered the first sincere contribution he had made all evening.
Act III — The critic leaves a note
The final curtain came down around the damaged stage, separating the creature from the occupied rooms. Bayonetta used the surviving machinery to close the old fire doors, then made certain the staff were outside before the collector could argue about his possessions.
He asked whether the creature could be recovered. She asked whether he intended to repeat the evening. He looked at the wreckage and finally discovered the practical value of hesitation.
The guests assembled in the courtyard. Several still held their drinks. The musician who had continued playing demanded full payment, including the portion performed during what he described as an unreasonable working environment. Bayonetta supported his interpretation.
The host offered her an exclusive invitation to his next event. She borrowed his gold pen and wrote a short review on the back of the current invitation: AMBITIOUS PRESENTATION. POOR CONTROL OF THE ROOM.
Then she added a second line: PAY THE STAFF BEFORE BUYING ANOTHER MONSTER.
By morning, the ruined theater had become the most discussed venue in the district. The collector considered this a kind of success until he heard how people were telling the story. His name survived. His preferred version did not.
Bayonetta left with her coat, an untouched glass and the satisfaction of an evening that had finally justified its dramatic stationery. The refreshments had been forgettable. The removal of the statue was a definite improvement.
Bayonetta fan art, elegance and creature horror
An Evening of Appalling Taste is an original Toxic Goblin fan-fiction crossover, not an official Bayonetta episode. It pairs a composed, theatrical heroine with a host whose appetite for spectacle exceeds his ability to manage it. The danger gives the setting its momentum; the host’s vanity supplies most of the comedy.
The Bayonetta collections include character-focused artwork and an Alien crossover. The black-and-gold portrait emphasizes glasses, styling and expression rather than illustrating a specific moment from this story. These are unofficial interpretations, with the original characters and franchises belonging to their respective rights holders.
Unofficial Bayonetta / Alien fan art. Original character rights belong to their respective owners.