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TimeLord (SaGa Frontier) |
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The master of Time is in a bit of a bind. Not because he's worried about Kuja - that giggling excuse of a boss is far frailer than most others he's slaughtered with OverDrive over the years, and lacks the damage to scare the mystic early in the fight. This pretender of a Godlike champion is nothing more than a minor nuisance to the Mystic Lord. What worries TimeLord isn't Kuja or even the transgendered power of Jenna; no, it's a certain Godlike lurking at the bottom of the season. With Ghaleon around, TL doesn't have time to sit around and play. A quick extermination powered by OverDrive, and TL can then begin to figure out how to bring out Ghaleon's 'magical' side once more. |
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Isn't this just FAAAAAAAAAABULOUS~? A charming, feared and most handsome Mystic against the stunning beauty and unsurmountable might of the great Kuja! Ohhh, this will be a fight to remember, and Kuja is certainly glad. However, a fabulous insect is still an insect, and, like all bugs, the Genome will not hesitate to squish it in a flash. TimeLord's Overdrive may be guaranteed death to a normal being, but Kuja is far above that! He has the absolute power! And once Overdrive runs out, TimeLord is a worthless mage without resources - which means a couple Flare Stars will down him for the count. Mastery over time means nothing against the power to create and destroy at a whim. |
Taishyr "Hmph." "Hmph." The two stood, calmly facing each other. "Hmph." "Hmph." "..........." Yuna simply stared, dumbfounded, as Rikku played with a yoyo. "Isn't this... the seventh hour...?" "Yup. You didn't miss much, Paine's out for her break." Rikku yawned a bit, walking the dog. "So. Neither's moved." "...this is inane." Yuna muttered, sitting in her chair. --------------- "...isn't there a time limit on matches?" Rikku wailed. Paine, reading Hot Rump, did not immediately respond, prompting further wailing from Rikku. She had already rebraided her hair. Three times. --------------- "Do these two have nothing better to do...?" Paine grumbled, eyeing the clock as midnight swept past. "I'd like to make them hurt, but... can't interfere in the damn match... feh." --------------- "Got any eights?" "Go fish. Rikku, got any fives?" "Hehe, go fish!" "Feh..." "Yunie, got any jacks?" "Go fish." "Awww." --------------- Rikku looked over at the dozing Paine at the judges' desk. "How can she fall asleeeep here, Yunie?" "You expect me to know?" Yuna shrugged. "Let's just hope this damn thing resolves sometime within the next centur- wait. Where'd they go? And where's Timelo-" "I'm over here." The two jumped and turned toward the door to see Timelord drop an unconscious Kuja on the floor. "He fell asleep. Thus, I believe I am the victor?" "Sure, whatever." Yuna blurted out. "You can win. But how did you stay standing for so long?!" "...So long? It was but a few minutes." Timelord grinned. "Even his ego cannot stand for that lon-" As Timelord ducked Paine's blade, Rikku rolled in and grabbed Timelord's head. "A FEW MINUTES?!?! YOU'VE HAD US HERE FOR FIFTEEN HOURS, YOUUUUUUUU---------!!!" ---------------- Timelord was reported the victor, but had to be resurrected due to having been turned to a pile of smoldering nuclear ash. Kuja, comparatively, was lucky. TimeLord: 36 |
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