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After putting Sarevok back in his rightful place amongst the fallen, the dragon-blooded warrior is ready for an exciting match in the finals! And his opponent has quite the resume. Melfice owns one of the most impressive winning records in the League, with three trips to the Godlike finals and one Godlike belt backing up his well-deserved reputation. But Ryu has nothing to fear! Even the mighty Wailing Soul Slash can't down the warrior in one swoop, and after he takes that hit Ryu can access the might of his dragon forms far too quickly for Melfice to deal with, and that's all it takes for him to end this match. It has been a long, fruitful season for the Broodling, and it shall end on a glorious note!
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As always, rumors surround one of the winningest fighters in Godlike history as he appears. "Will this be the season that someone stops him before he can slaughter Godlike?" "Can the Horn of Valmar keep smashing foes old and new without pause or mistake?" In a field full of some of Godlike's best, the answers are simple: No, it won't, and of course he can! Champions and rivals lie in his wake, and Melfice shows no signs of slowing down. His speed and incredible cache of experience will be what puts him above another arrogant foe. Not even the might of Kaiser can outspeed Melfice ... of course, that assumes Wailing Soul Slash even leaves Ryu in a position to defend himself!
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Sei (SCENE: A dark room similar to those used by people discussing affairs most secret and devious, which, incidentally, these people were. Oddly dressed figures lounged around the area, some standing, some seated, some sprawled over couches. All however, were intently listening to the figure currently speaking.) STATELY-DRESSED FIGURE: So, we are all in agreement then? Yuri and crew have been manipulating all things perverted in the DL. Well, I say it's about time we show everyone what we can do. SHORT FIGURE: That's nice, but what are we supposed to do? It's not like it's easy to do something like they do... HALF-NAKED FIGURE: Actually darling, I have an idea. I'll just need help from some of our friends... STATELY-DRESSED FIGURE: Oh really? Please, do tell... --- Ryu knew that something wrong was going to happen on this day. Maybe it was because the arena was filled to the capacity with females. Maybe it was because said females seemed to be sporting cameras and video cameras. Maybe it was because Millenia, Deneb, and Edea were the judges today, and all three looked very, very eager about something. He wasn't sure exactly what it would be, but he had this nagging feeling that he's going to wish that he never left bed by the time his match was over. The fact that his opponent didn't come with his usual confident swagger worried him even more. "Let's just end this quickly." Melfice muttered. No laughs, no taunts. Hoo boy. The bell rang, and the Horn of Valmar immediately unleashed a Wailing Soul Slash while Ryu prepared to transform. Letting the move wash over him, Ryu allowed the Dragon Gene to consume him and... "NOW!" "Agh! What-?" Ryu blinked at the sound of Melfice's surprised scream, shortly before he felt something puncture him. Staring down, he saw a rather large syringe sticking out of his arm. He plucked it out, then looked at Melfice to make sure that, yes, a similar syringe had also struck his arm. He wondered what that was all about... ...shortly before flowers and stars and cherry blossoms and fireworks filled his vision as a pink hue seemed to cover the very atmosphere. He suddenly felt very warm, and his breathing ragged as he gazed into the sparkling eyes of Melfice, who was also gazing back into his with a slight blush across his handsome face and... --- "My compliments to Luccia. That is some, damn potent aphrodisiac she cooked up." Anastasia Valeria mused while she watched the little entertainment in the ring. "I'll say! Whoo! Yeah!" Anastasia Romanov screamed as much as her little lungs could while gleefully recording the events with a camcorder. "Oh do sit down, darling. There are some people here who wants to watch the floor show, you know." Said Celine while she munched on some popcorn. "You know, while this is all fun and all, how will we decide who wins the match?" the Russian princess wondered while she returned to her seat. Suddenly, there was a rumble, a splash, and the dull thump of a body hitting the wall. There was a moment of silence as everyone stared at the now drenched ring. "...well, that answers that." the young Romanov blinked as she watched a worried, chocolate covered Ryu stumble out of the ring towards where the unconscious and similarly chocolate covered Melfice had crashed. "I wonder who used the pudding cannon?" "I think... she did." The Expelian sorceress said while pointing at Rinoa, who was currently getting pummeled by those around her for ending that day's entertainment prematurely. "Ah well, that turned out to be a quickie." Anastasia said while standing up. "Now let's get out of here before those two come to their senses and realize what happened." Ryu: 41 |
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