Zophar>Yuri
"Spam, spam, wonderful spam~" Yuri sung, taunting Zophar. Calmly, Zophar raised one hand.
"FATE STORM."
"Hah, see? Spam, spam-" And then Yuri was buried under ten tons of "The Life of Brian" DVDs.
Who says Zophar doesn't have something resembling a sense of humor?
Asellus > Zero
"Hah! Do your worst, Mystic woman! I'll not be felled by your magic or your swordplay!" Zero called out as Asellus sauntered toward him.
"Mmmm... Zero, was it? Tell me, have you ever felt the touch of a real woman?" Asellus crooned. "Tell me. How about you and I... make ourselves a Heat Haze to remember, hmmm?"
A slight pop was heard as Zero's circuits overloaded, giving Asellus the victory by default. She is currently taking a hot shower for the next millenia to wash away the memories.
Nash > Flay
"IMPOSSIBLE! ME?" Flay moaned, falling to his knees as Nash stood above him, laughing. "See? This is the price of your arrogance, Flay Gunnar! Now, see what your hubris has brought into this world!"
Chris sat in the judging booth, watching with a near-bored out of her skull expression on her face. "Damnit, Geddoe, Hugo. You don't get to bail on this sort of thing and shaft me with it..." Then, a bit louder, glancing out the window of the booth, "Relm Arrowny, mind judging this match for us?" Turning the mike off, she muttered, "I'm going to go get a beer and beat and beat Griffin-Boy and Eyepatch up..."
Relm sauntered down onto the arena floor, carefully examining the results of the match. "Well. Flay Gunnar's piece is... well. I don't know how to put this. It's atrocious. Something you'd see when a post-modernist belched."
"Haha!" Nash laughed as Flay hung his head. Relm turned a critical eye to Nash. "Meanwhile, yours just looks like three spheres on top of each other. Ugly, but not as bad as Flay's. You win."
"U... u... UGLY?!" Nash stuttered as Relm sauntered out, before shaking his head. "A... win's a win, I guess?"
Garet > Mia
"Flameria?" Garet scratched his head, confused. "So... you're a fire mage, too?"
"Mmm-hmm." Mia nodded sadly. "Well, also ice, but that's not as strong. So you've got a solid win."
"So, what Djinn do you equip? Flameria sounds strong - I want to try it!" Garet replied brightly.
It took three physics professors, two elementary teachers, the entire rest of the Golden Sun cast, Myria, Citan, and over twenty hours to explain to Djinn the concept of using high-level magic without Djinn. Mia left in annoyance an hour into it, thus forfeiting the match.
