Deis>Asgard:
Ahhhh, the life of a snake woman.
Glamour.
Fortune.
Fame.
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"You know, it's pretty sad when a perfectly intelligence robot gets hit with lightning a few times. Suddenly it's a flaming music video director." Gallows noted, as he watched Asgard tell "Deis, baby, darling" to pose more sexily for the camera. The judges, disgusted by this horrific display, had long since awarded Deis the win.
Deis, of course, wasn't satisfied. Also, Asgard really caught her good side.
"...um...I don't....I don't think that's a rule, Gallows." Clive sighed. "You sure?" "...I can't say that I am, no." "Huh."
Sadly, Beatrice happened to overhear this argument.
And so, 80% of the duelling league's robots were electrocuted before her spree was stopped.
Sadly, results were inconclusive.
How can results be inconclusive as to if robots AI repattern into swishy directors?
Well, let's just say Robo tried hitting on Paine and coordinating home decoration and leave it at that.
Berserk>Dryst:
Two men.
Wielders of unorthodox weaponry.
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"You know, it must really suck to have a huge-ass weapon that gets tangled in a chain really easily." Berserk noted, as he calmly dual-wielded Dryst's scythe and his own ball and chain.
"You know, it must be really terrible to actually care if you ligitimately win in these things." Dryst noted, as he calmly watched Berserk get eaten by his pet Bahamut.
Well, I suppose that counts as weaponry in some senses.
Not in the sense of winning, of course, but who gives a damn about that? Berserk's eaten. Everyone's happy. At least, Dryst is.
Zenon>Brahms:
A glistening rhomboid.
A spiraling nonagon.
Two shapes destined to battle it out for all eternity.
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"And this is why we never let Belial judge things. She just doesn't think the same way as the rest of us." Orlandu noted, as Belial happily cheered for the rhomboid that shone so prettily, which represented Zenon.
People with extra-dimensional views get kinda weird. Caina appreciated the rhomboid's stunning grace as he won for Zenon, but not many others did.
Although Sten was one. You'd be amazed how drunk you can get when you don't get to glomp any girls for a while, if you're Sten. He kept calling for the nonagon to take it all off.
