 | Welcome to Behind the Scenes, where we ask questions to the DL's duellers and then completely ignore the answers in favor of berating and injuring them... darn it, I hate this "truth in advertising" thing. Anyway, here's the star of our show, Chisato Madison!
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 | We're into the semifinals, and the competition is heating up. With me today are four of the most notable semifinalists. We have the current winningest fighter in Light...
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 | Hi!
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 | ...a three-time Heavy semifinalist...
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 | Yo.
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 | ...a mascot in Middle whose only losses are to people who upgraded...
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 | Kupo.
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 | ...and some old fuddy-duddy.
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 | Hey!
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 | Gee, that phrase sounds familiar, fish-breath. You know, they always say you sound more and more like the ones you care for as time goes by.
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 | You've got to be kidding, fur-face. I loathe that little child.
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 | We can talk about the squid's relationships later. Let's get started. Hello, Virginia.
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 | Hello, again.
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 | You're one of the unfortunate few fighters to win a championship and not upgrade.
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 | And not to put too fine a point on it, but hah hah.
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 | Quite. You obviously know how we feel about it, but since you've had quite a while to adjust, I'd like to know your thoughts on it.
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 | Well, I was gliding a bit, but now I'm just about ready to soar back into the upper echelons.
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 | Ugh. More "wing" talk.
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 | You may not like it, but it makes me memorable, which gives me more chances to compete, as it were. I mean, if I didn't continually talk about flight, I would be just another Drifter. And what would that make me?
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 | Jet?
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 | Um...
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 | Come on, insult the guy! Everyone else does.
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 | Er...
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 | You know you want to.
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 | But...
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 | Oh, I get it. You like him.
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 | What?!
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 | Ginny likes Jet! Ginny likes Jet!
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 | *sigh* She does not.
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 | Chisato likes Ginny! Chisato likes Ginny!
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 | She does not!
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 | Ginny likes Chisato! Ginny...
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 | Knock it off! Nobody likes Chisato.
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 | Run. Now.
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 | Gee, I'd love to chief, just let me get my running shoes on and... oh, wait. No feet. How 'bout that.
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 | Suit yourself. Time to crack some skull!
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 | But what about my in-depth interview?
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 | I can keep chanting about how you like Jet, if you'd like.
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 | No, thank you.
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 | Then scoot, while we bring on the next guest.
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 | How's it going, oh walking talking throw-rug?
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 | As well as you'd expect, oh lamest thing from the sea since Aquaman, kupo.
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 | Facing off against a female swordswoman, huh? Think you can manage not to screw it up, and finish the season with better than a .500 record for the first time ever?
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 | She fights, I tank, we all go home happy. Except you, of course, since ya have to live your kupoor excuse for a life.
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 | Now that was lame.
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 | Yeah... but let's face it. We come from the land of "son of a submariner". Insults just aren't our thing.
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 | All right, I'll bite. What the heck are you two doing?
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 | Well, at first it was practice for witty repartee for the show...
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 | Then it turned into friendly bonding, kupo.
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 | So you insult each other because you're friends?
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 | Get back here and take your pounding like a man, you aberrant, abhorrant, poor excuse for a paperweight!
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 | Gee, I'd love to do whatever it is you said, but I can't hear you over the flapping of your flab!
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 | We're not planning on telling the boss about this.
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 | Good idea. One last question, Mog - do you have alternate attacks if you do dances not in your repertoire from your game?
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 | Well, I went out to a club one night. You know, the one on the outskirts with that reflective ball hanging from the ceiling, kupo? Well, I was in the middle of a dance on the floor when the entire club caught fire, and I wasn't even trying to do it, kupo.
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 | Ah, so it was a disco inferno.
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 | Yup.
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 | On to Heavy?
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 | Sweet. My turn.
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 | Gilgy?
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 | Yes, Ultros?
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 | I don't have any questions for her.
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 | Come to think of it, neither do I. And I certainly don't want to bring up the last time we fought...
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 | You know I can hear you, right?
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 | Hey, Chisato? Do you have any questions for Emily?
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 | ...and rip every tooth out of your... what? No, I didn't bother to make any.
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 | Why don't you just ask her about Nina? We like her.
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 | You do?
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 | No, but she's not here right now, so telling her we hate her won't get on her nerves as much as if we tell you.
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 | We could ask her about how she feels to have only lost to champions who are in Godlike now.
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 | Why? That involves me, and I don't want to give her a reason to beat me up.
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 | Hang on, we need a reason to inflict violence on this show now?
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 | I'm about more than just fighting, you know.
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 | Really? Name one thing.
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 | Um... er... I have a headband?
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 | Really. You know who else has a headband? Nina the Fourth. Only hers is nicer.
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 | Don't get me angry, Morte. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
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 | I don't like you now, so I don't see the problem.
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 | Chisato, would you mind?
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 | Be my guest.
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 | EMILY SMASH!!!
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 | Um... bye!
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 | GET BACK HERE! SMAAAAASH!!
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 | You think he's a masochist?
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 | Can't rule it out. Our last guest is Chaos.
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 | Zzzzz....
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 | Oh, not this old bit again.
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 | What? Oh, sorry. Mindless violence makes me drowsy.
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 | But aren't you supposed to be a final boss, the epitome of hatred or evil or destruction set to destroy everything for some unexplained goal?
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 | Bah! Back in my day, we didn't even have that as a reason. You were a final boss just for the heck of it. Not like today, where every Johnny come lately with long hair and a catchy theme song has to have "justification" for their actions. Reasons? Goals? I was a killing machine!
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 | So, do you have some sort of grudge against Luther, as being one of the new guard?
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 | Nope. Just gonna knock him down. And failing that, I'll use my secret weapon.
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 | CUR4? XXXX? NUKE?
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 | I'll break his battery backup, and then his screen will go all blinky and all his work will be deleted.
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 | I hate it when that happens.
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 | Agreed. Well, if that's all you have to say, then we'll sign off. See you next week. |