 | Heh. Well I'd expect that sort of opinion from someone like you, Odin.
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 | What's that supposed to mean???
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 | You're an idiot, and your opinions are stupid.
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 | ...Just what are you trying to say???
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 | You are the lowest, foulest, filthiest, most idiotic person to roam the earth.
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 | ...Could you tone it down a notch?
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 | What about Shion?
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 | Shion barely counts as a 'person'.
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 | Precisely. Anyway...
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 | What are you arguing about now?
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 | Odin mistakenly believes that Captain Crunch could take Count Chocula in a fight.
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 | Um, hello? Pirate captain?
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 | Against a vampire? So pitiful.
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 | Who cares? The Quaker Oats Colonial would kick both their asses.
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 | Nobody asked you!
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 | No. I'm telling you. I'm also telling you to stop this inane bickering and let's get this trainwreck off the rails.
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 | Well said. Hey there, Readers! It's Week 3, and you know what that means! Behind the Scenes is raring and ready to go with all the dirt on your favorite duellers. So to kick things off, let's start with a pair of Godlikes, Ghaleon and Odd Eye.
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 | You again?
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 | Look who's talking.
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 | Interesting choice of words there. Or do you need a dog to guide you to the irony?
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 | ...
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 | Now, now, save the catfightting for after the questions.
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 | What questions? "So Ghaleon blah blah blah how are you going to win?" It's quite simple. I do what I always do, which is smother the enemy in double-acting magic until they fall over.
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 | I think first I'll cut your tongue out.
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 | Oh no! The crippled bad guy wannabe's making a threat! Sure means much coming from the guy who can't tell that I'm about to smack him in the nose.
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 | Ow!
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 | Why am I even wasting time talking to you? Peace out.
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 | Oh, I'm going to get you for this! Wait up!
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 | Should we tell him he just ran into the bathroom?
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 | Eh, he'll figure it out eventually.
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 | Oh my! I see you've morphed into some sort of hideous, smelly, soft monster! Have at thee!
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 | Oh, that's just gross. Moving right along...
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 | Hello, Chisato.
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 | Let's get this over with.
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 | My thoughts exactly.
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 | You know, I knew a Ninja once. He was prettier, but...
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 | Can't say I've made the acquaintance of any whiny witches who constantly sleep in the nude, but I imagine they're all the same.
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 | Oh SNAP.
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 | Meow!
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 | Hiss!
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 | Sound a cat makes!
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 | Subpar burn from a subpar dueller. Then again, what else would I expect from a PC hanging around Farleen? Your brain probably turned to mush years ago. Much like your love handles.
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 | HIYO!
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 | Nice.
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 | I'm just going to assume that nothing else is going to come of this so why don't you just leave now.
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 | Hey there kids! Wondering about the abilities of the previous two duellers? Well one's a speedy damage dealer with healing, and the other's a spell-spamming machine. Who will win? Only you can decide!
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 | Who the hell are you talking to?
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 | ...Nobody.
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 | Tch. Just an old man.
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 | Oh dear. There's no way I can fight against a young lady like yourself...
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 | Oh yes you are.
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 | Sigh...
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 | Ah, Magdalen. Still as hen-pecked as ever.
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 | Alas, I suppose I'll have to wield my sword anyway.
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 | I wouldn't worry about it. You'll be a few inches tall by the time you get the chance to swing.
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 | Well, I would feel very small indeed trying to take down a mere girl...
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 | No, that's not what I...well, I guess I could turn you into a Frog instead...
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 | No, no, no. Butlers are English, not French.
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 | But I...you know what? Forget it.
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 | I daresay this has gone on enough. Toodles.
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 | Thank god.
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 | What do you want? Do you know how hard it is to get a little girl and a middle-aged butler to fight each other?
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 | You act as if anybody has lasted this long.
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 | They might have stuck around just because it's over soon.
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 | It's about time.
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 | Let's do this.
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 | I think you know what to do.
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 | Fire Rune. Good enough for Light, good enough for me.
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 | I have Wind Magic, plus I can heal fully for pretty damn cheap. Check and mate.
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 | I have plenty of Rune charges to blow, plus I can always double and kill you that way. Game, set, match.
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 | If you have a double-turn coming up I can always defend and heal later. Bullseye.
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 | I can chip you until that won't work anymore with my physical. Touchdown in the endzone!
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 | Speaking of physicals, one crit from mine and you're as good as dead. Insert sport analogy here.
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 | Yeah, I got nothing.
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 | We really started streching about halfway in.
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 | Eh, it works. See you around.
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 | Ahh. Another day in the salt mines done and done.
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 | Let's get out while there's still time.
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 | Sounds good. This is Chisato from Behind the Scenes, signing off.
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 | I AM IN TOILET PAPER SOAKED HELL |