 | Welcome to Behind the Scenes, pay attention because there will be a test later on. I'm Gilgamesh, along with the usual gang of crazies. And now, the star of our show, Chisato Madison!
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 | Greetings. Well, it's the end of another season. We have our first four-time champion, but that's not to say that the other finalists aren't notable. So let's get started. Our first guests... wait a minute, this can't be right.
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 | Believe it.
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| But... but... she's from <>Arc the Lad<>!
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| I know. I'm a little scared.
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| Fine. Our first guests are Light ch-champion Shante, and runner-up Virginia.
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 | Hooray for me!
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 | Yes, hooray for her!
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 | Aw, they're so perky. Kill 'em.
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| Hey, be nice to her. She's going through a rough time.
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| I am?
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| Of course. You know, the whole retiring of cast and stuff.
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| And what does that have to do with me? I wasn't retired.
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| But don't you care about most of...
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| *sigh* It's unfortunate, yes. But just because we have a minor connection doesn't mean I have to care that much. I mean, you don't even like everyone from your own cast.
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| Yes, but I don't like anyone. What's your point?
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| I'm saying that I would like MY interview to perhaps deal with ME, as opposed to other people.
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| Well, I'd love to...
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| Great!
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| ...but I'm afraid our allotted time for Light is up.
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| Hey!
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| But what about me?
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| Oh, go fly off!
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| On to Middle, with runner-up Marisa and champion Belselk.
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 | Greetings.
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 | Bwahaha!
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| Continuing on our trend of "let's not talk about the duellers themselves", Marisa, I have a question for you. In recent memory the Fire Emblem invasion has slowed to a crawl. Why?
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| It's a matter of perspective. When everyone got here, they all wanted to fight. It was expected. But a lot of us got that out of our system. Sure, everyone wants to get in eventually, but it's not as urgent.
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| So, no more invasion?
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| I didn't say that...
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| Beselk.
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| Yes, oh wicked one?
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| An impressive run for you this season, with a good chance at making it up to Heavy. How will you celebrate?
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| By feasting on the flesh of my adversaries!
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| Um...
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| Well, that's not quite my bag, demon, but whatever suits your needs.
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| I have proven demon superiority over pathetic humans. I should rejoice in a suitable manner.
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 | I would like to note, and I'm very ashamed to admit that it's not for the first time, that Behind the Scenes and their staff do not advocate or condone cannibalism.
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| If he's not human, it's not exactly cannibalism, is it?
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| Technically, no.
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| Well then, this is a kind of discrimination, isn't it? I mean, Nate wouldn't take a stand against sushi.
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| When you own the sets, when you own the company, then you can make the rules.
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| On to Heavy, with champion Malik and runner-up Emily.
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 | Damn it!
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 | Oh, will you give it up already!
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| What's going on?
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| She just won't stop trying to hit me!
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| You're standing right there? Why won't my punches connect?
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| Because he has some stupid technical thingamajig that won't let you hit him! Come on, I enjoy suffering, but this is just stupid!
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| There's no such thing as perfect evasion! Graah!
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| Why don't you just knock her out and be done with it, Malik?
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| Because that would be impolite?
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| Impolite? What the hell kind of Wild Arms villain are you?
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| The kind that will likely advance to Godlike? The kind that is civilized?
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| Pathetic.
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| Yeah! Behind the Scenes is no place for moral superiority!
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| You can't hit me either, skull.
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| See, that's where you're wrong, Momma's boy. Because I have one thing that Emily will never have.
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| Dentures?
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| A zombie fetish?
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| A complete lack of morals, decency, and honor?
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| Close. Actually, it's a big shiny red button to launch you out of the studio.
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| Gaa!
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| I'm not even going to bother with that. Godlike?
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 | Yes?
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 | ...
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| Oh, don't be like that. I won fair and square.
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| Cold comfort.
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| So you don't want to be my friend?
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| No! Do you realize what you've done? With a fourth title, you've cause severe strain to the fragile balance of the Godlike power structure! You could bring about the destruction of all creation!
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| And the problem with that would be?
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| It's my job! There's only one thing to do! I have to travel through time and...
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 | Stop!
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| Oh gasp. What a shocking turn of events. I am on the edge of my seat.
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| And at this point I have to make the obligatory comment that you can't sit.
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| You fool, if you enter the time loop again, horrible things will happen!
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| Name one.
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 | Hey, guess what! I won a match in Heavy!
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| No... it cannot be!
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| Most distasteful.
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| Hey, wait... if you're here, then doesn't that mean that we already went through with it?
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| Um... well... heylookoverthereit'sadistractionthattotallymakesyouforgetabouttheplotholebye!
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| Ugh. Let's just get out of here. I hate time travel plots.
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| Fine. See you next week for Season 33. Till then, farewell, and don't stick your fingers into electrical sockets.
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| Unless you get it on tape, of course. |
Ah, signors! Season 32 is over, and now is the week where things wind down and the champions celebrate their hard-earned wins. Truly they have the most PASSION, ay? I know you very much want to see who won, so without further ado, here is the Results Page.