 | What a wonderful time of year. Snowflakes all around...
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 | It's freezing outside and you can't go 3 feet without stepping in slush.
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 | The holidays are almost upon us...
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 | You get to spend a week trapped with people you despise and stress out over having to make the holiday perfect.
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 | And you get presents!
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 | Ugly sweaters, electronic crap that breaks in 3 days and they don't have the receipt, and fruitcake.
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 | Well aren't you grumpy!
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 | I have to spend another night with you losers, I think I'm entitled.
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 | Business Strategy 101: Don't call the person who writes your paycheck a 'loser'.
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 | Paycheck?
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 | Not now, Odin.
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 | Don't worry. I'm sure Chisato will get in the spirit sooner or later.
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 | As soon as she finds the spirit in a bottle of liqour.
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 | Don't push me, skull. So can we get this show on the road or what?
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 | Sure, whatever.
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 | Welcome to week 3, dear readers! As usual the Behind the Scenes crew is here and ready to tear your favorite duellers a new one before they head to the arena! As usual, we start off with our Godlike guests this week, Fou-Lu and Marino!
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 | Thee thy thy thou!
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 | Oh, I can tell this is gonna be fun.
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 | So, Fou-Lu...
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 | Verily, thou art thy thee thee forsooth, thee.
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 | I hate my life.
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 | Well, since he seems to be out of commission, I'll just point out my Infinite Turn power and call it a day.
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 | Hark! Thou hast thee thy verily pantaloons!
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 | Cool story, bro! I think I'll be leaving now.
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 | Just...get out.
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 | Remember: Infinite Turns!
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 | She's going down like Odin on Mop Is Tongue Day.
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 | Definitely.
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 | Boo!
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 | ...
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 | Oh look. A ghost. How scary.
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 | Awww.
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 | I've seen Kefka without makeup, missy. You're going to have to do better than that.
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 | Eww! Okay so we can talk about the match or what?
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 | ...
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 | Right, right. So, uh, how's being immune to physicals working out for you?
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 | Great! It's like I don't even have to do anything but just sit around!
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 | Well, sucks for you that Maya's got plenty of magical attacks.
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 | Oh, I'm sure I can still win.
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 | Riiight.
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 | I have plenty of high damage moves, meanie!
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 | Your face is plenty damaging!
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 | OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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 | ............................
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 | Eh, I'm sure she'll stop crying.
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 | ...
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 | Scram, we're done here. Props to Morte for the high quality burn.
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 | Why thank you, Chief.
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 | Anyway, I believe that brings us up to Middle...
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 | It's about time you got to ME! Hi there, Behind the Scene fans! I know you want more Seifer, so here I am! I hope you'll ignore those other losers who aren't me. Don't worry, Nate, I won't charge you royalites for your high ratings! Hahahah!
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 | Hate....so...much...
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 | So who's the wuss I have to fight this time?
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 | ...
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 | What? This little punk? What a joke! I'm the best around, and this is what they give me? Well, all the better for my fans to get a glimpse of how I fight.
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 | ...
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 | This...who chooses these people anyway?
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 | I don't know, but I like him!
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 | Ugh. Can we get him out of here?
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 | Yeah, I suppose. Get lost, Seifer!
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 | Hey, don't be so hasty! I haven't told you about my awesome physical strikes, or high HP, or winning smile! What's this mute guy got? Nothing!
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 | ...
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 | Oh, what, you want an autograph? Well since I'm going to beat your head I suppo-OW! NOT THE FACE! GET HIM OFF! I WANT MY MOMMY!
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 | He's got a sword, apparently. And a good sense of timing.
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 | ...
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 | Thanks. You can go now.
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 | Whew! Finally.
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 | I have an annoying voice!
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 | Will it never end?
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 | I'm some sort of cat thing!
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 | Just...just stop talking.
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 | Quick, jingle your car keys!
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 | Ooh, shiny!
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 | Okay, now what can you do?
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 | ...stuff.
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 | ...get out.
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 | ...okay.
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 | Ugh. People sometimes.
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 | Well, I for one feel invigorated! The spirt of the holidays is in the air, and it's time to focus on what's really important: Family and Friends!
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 | ...really?
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 | No, I hate you all. See you for Week 5, readers! |