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Now, Kefka, how does it feel now that you're no longer the winningest fighter in the DL without a title?
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Gloriously destructive! Now everyone knows to fear the Light of Judgement!
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Yes, tremble at the might of Bozo the Conqueror!
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Be quiet, squid, or you'll face my wrath!
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Just as long as he doesn't have to face your face.
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Ultros does make an interesting point, though. There have been claims that you're not exactly the most individual villain out there.
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WHAT?! I'm far more original than, say, a silver-haired prettyboy.
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Of course you are. I mean, I've never heard of an insane clown villain before. Oh, wait...
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I know something I'd like to hear... your beautiful screams of agony! Die!
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Aagh! A little help here?
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Kefka, try to keep him in one piece please. Now for our Heavy guests, JENOVA and champion Jecht.
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Bad news with JENOVA. She heard Kefka's 'prettyboy' crack, and now she's defending her son's honour.
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Erk!
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She's not doing a very good job at it, though.
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Jecht...
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Yeah?
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You've waited a long time to hear this, especially from us at BtS, but you're the best. A Heavy champion, taking the title that Tidus couldn't. How do you plan to celebrate?
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How else? Kegger at my favourite bar with a few thousand of my close, personal fans. You're invited, of course.
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Thank you. Do you feel that you can maintain your success if you upgrade to Godlike?
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What kind of question is that? I'm the great Jecht! If there's anyone who can do it, it's me!
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Good luck to you.
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"Good luck to you." Good luck to you?! What, are you another of those bloody clones?
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Just stop it, Morte.
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I...
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Leave it, Morte. She's suffering through the depression stage of coping with loss. She can't muster the energy to defend herself, or even to act like she normally does. That's why she seems unnaturally nice.
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Oh, so the cameraman is a psychologist now?
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No, of course not. But you have to know these things if you're going to be a good receptionist.
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Our Middle guests are an ironic duo. Say hello to Kanon, who defeated Odessa once more, only this time in the form of a Silverburg.
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I hadn't noticed that. Your wit is astounding.
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Bah. Could your sarcasm be any heavier?
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You seem upset, Odessa.
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Of course! Everyone and their sister is trying to make a move for my Flik!
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"Your" Flik? Weren't you complaining just a few weeks ago about how he's too obsessive?
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That was before Nina and Nanami and Quistis and Millennia and... well, you get the idea.
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They're all hussies!
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I should say so, especially if they chose him over a vastly superior man.
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Why thank you.
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I was talking about... oh, never mind. Stupid jocks.
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I don't think you should worry. After all, regardless of how they feel about Flik, it's what Flik feels about you that matters.
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T-that's right! You've helped me a lot! You're not a bad person at all!
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Whatever.
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Agreed.
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And on that pleasant note, let's meet our final guests, Reis Dular and you-know-who.
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...
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Ah, Chisato. I see you got the pictures I sent you.
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Say...
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Quiet, skull. It's not like that! I just happened to have a few thousand photos of my victory around, and I could think of no better place to put them then in her apartment.
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At least you're photogenic.
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Why thank you! Now, if you'll excuse me, I have better places to be.
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...not very nice, are you?
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Say the word, chief, and I'll be on her like a cranium rat hive on a poor berk!
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I'll imp her so good...
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Um... I could bleed on her, I guess. Ow.
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No, don't bother. Violence doesn't solve anything.
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You must be joking.
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I'm glad that you've finally seen the light about where you and I stand, you hack. Farewell.
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...can't believe I feel sorry for you.
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Thanks, I guess. Well, that's all for us. Bye.
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Wait! You sneaky devil!
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Excuse me?
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Why didn't you let us in on your plan? It's brilliant!
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Moppy, have you been getting too close to the bleach?
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No, no! Just read this notice!
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Wait, does this mean...
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Yup! Way to go, boss! I didn't think a mortal could be so devious.
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Forget mortals, what do [i]you[/i] know about being devious?
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Ahahaha! This is brilliant, just what I needed! But I had nothing to do with it.
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You didn't?
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Nope. So come on, guys, spill it. Which one of you did it?
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Don't look at me.
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You can look at me to find the arm I lost, but I didn't do anything.
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Nope.
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Then who?
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You can't do this!
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I'm sorry, I'm only the messenger.
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But I can't live here! My a-a-aachoo! My allergies won't let me live next to the dog pound!
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If you want to stop by the pharmaceutical company, I'm sure they have drugs that could help you.
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No! No more drugs! Just get out of here.
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All right. Oh, I have a note for you.
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Good. Maybe this will explain who I have to deal with. Hmm...
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You mess with one of us, you mess with all of us. I don't think I need to go into the ways I can make your life miserable. Leave Chisato alone, or else.
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NATE! NAAAAATE!!!
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