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Draped in mystery, Virgil has proven he can work in mysterious ways but also be straightforward as needed. Crushing Billy in a stunning display took no esoteric qualities, and this week against TimeLord, it's unlikely The Man in Blue will need anything beyond the norm. TimeLord's dreaded Overdrive, while the bane of many a dueller, will prove to be of no avail against Virgil - the high-flying Testament can dodge and weather the strongest of TimeLord's attacks with minimal effort. Once TimeLord has spent himself, he'll be at the mercy of Virgil's dreaded Ether Storm, erasing his existence in a mere tick of the clock. |
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Time's ticking on this godlike season, along with TimeLord's chances of success. One of the greatest Mystic Lords in all of the realms, TimeLord's recent smashing of a villain who had abused the of power of time had to have caught people's attention. Once again proving he is no mere slayer of PCs, he destroyed one of Godlike's most powerful destructive final bosses and did so in a convincing fashion. Laying out the Man in Blue will be a matter of picking his spots early on against his opponent's slow, weak starting form, and ending the fight in a chain of deadly attacks from the infinite speed of an OverDrive chain. |
superaielman -Shrine of Time- "Master, your opponent is a powerful, if frail, foe. Have you prepared for the fight?" "Time minion, my battle plans are made." TimeLord smiled, and stretched, heading out for the arena. "There's only one such fate appropreate for such a fight. A poweful beating will teach this doubter." --- Yawning, TimeLord stood in the ring, surrounded by his flunkies. "Time to end this charade." Launching directly into OverDrive, the entire world froze. "Mmm. Have to plan my attacks well. Reaching into his bag of tricks, TimeLord jumped over to Virgil, and tried to unload Griffith Scratch... ..And was unable to reach the floating Man in Blue. "What?!" TL blanched. His foe was somehow out of the range of his strongest attack, and he had already wasted an attack in OverDrive. Frantic, TimeLord, fired off wave after wave of spells, battering Virgil. But.. ...Overdrive powered down before he could land a fatal blow. Gulping, TimeLord looked at a battered Virgil, and raised his Mystic Sword. He had literally nothing else to throw at the former Marine. "You mentioned irony before." Virgil wound up, and fired off a Shadow Wing, both freezing TimeLord and netting him a win. "There's nothing as ironic at beating a Master at his own game." TL just stared, a shocked look on his face.. -- Shaking off the status attack, TimeLord found himself in still in the ring, untouched. Looking around, he saw nothing but carnage. His army of Time Mages were lying around the arena, completely slaughtered, and his own bodyguard Ultimecia lay shattered at the front doors of the arena. Standing guarding the doors were two -very- familiar ladies, with rather unamused expressions of their faces. "Welcome, little mystic who toys with time. I believe we have some unfinished buinsess." Looking up in horror, TimeLord saw a face of an old foe. Well, a face -without- makeup. Ghaleon smirked, and closed in.. TL gulped. He had no JP, no means of escape, and -no- way to slow Ghaleon's assault. He put his hand in his pocket.. instead of a knife, he found a whistle. "A gift from Edge.." Recalling Edge's thanks and offer of help after the trial, TimeLord shrugged. He had nothing to close here. Putting the whistle his mouth, he quickly blew it. A quiet melody issued forth from the whistle. For the next few seconds, nothing moved. A burst of activity shattered this calm, and cheered the trapped TimeLord. In between the slowly advancing Ghaleon and TimeLord appeared Edge, in full ninja gear. In tow stood Zidane Tribal, who was oboviously grabbed a few seconds before by the ninja prince. He was dazed, with a charm claw sticking out of his chest. Edge dropped the monkey in front of Ghaleon, and pointed at him. "Go!" Without wasting any time, Edge grabbed TimeLord, and faded out of the arena behind the cloaking of a Smoke spell. Ghaleon's face contorted in rage. "TIMELLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRDDDDDDDDDD!" His revenge, so close at hand, was once again thwarted. On the other hand.. "Girls, this monkey -did- try and humilate me before during that farce of a trial. Close the doors. I'm going to make an example out of this one." Zidane's physical bounced right off of Ghaleon's chest, and the returning Hell Wave both snapped Zidane out of his confused status, and battered him. Seeing the situation he was in, Zidane merely gulped and raised his arms to try and lessen the beating that was forthcoming. It didn't help. Luis Virgil: 23 |
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