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Cyril, Cyril, Cyril. Is there any Godlike that is possibly as unfortunate as Cyril? He's been defeated by such powers as Ghaleon, Mewtwo, and...Zeromus. Well, after his constant string of losses, Cyril is geared up to prove that he does deserve his place in the DL's premier division. Luckily, the Wiseman has gotten a lucky draw in the sluggish and durability challenged Bosch. Cyril's fearsome Wind of Destruction will rip the wannabe Regent into shreds while Bosch's damage won't get past Cyril's impressive defense and elemental resistances. Cyril isn't going to let this chance at redemption slip away. |
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Season 22? Nothing but a fluke. Bosch re-enters the arena this week to his adoring fans, ready to destroy this season's Godlike pools with a wave of his hands. His first opponent is perhaps one of the more impressive members of this mangy pack: a "Wise Man" named Cyril, with powerful magic attacks. Unfortunately... Bosch's Absolute Defense and natural defenses will easily shield him from the brunt of the attack, while his nasty physical, double Blizzard, HP-halving Primus and defense-reducing physicals give him more than enough variation to take down this pathetic shadow of a real Regent. |
superaielman "Damn! I didn't get into Season XXX? That sucks." For once, Edge seemed downbeat. A rejection from the season of peversion was certainly a blow to his confidence, but he had vowed not to let it slow him down. Waving off his friends, he walked alone past the announcer's table for Cyril/Bosch. "Good fight. It's something to do other than moping...whoops, never mind that." Cyril had oblierated Bosch with a single chain of attacks. "Well, at least I'm not Bosch. Something everyone could say." Exiting the arena, Edge walked away in silence until he found his way blocked by a pair of shadowy women. Royce and Xenobia towered over Edge, both with malicious grins on their face. "Remember us?" Before Edge could even so much as raise his hands in defense, Royce fired off a Firebird, trapping Edge. "You humilated us and Ghaleon over, and over, and over...time to pay." Royce brought up her hands, summoning a giant lance. "You little freak. Who wants a pathetic reject like you in Season XXX? Both of us got in. Hell, even Vigoro and Zelos got in. No one wants a little pathetic loser like you around. We're going to make you suffer!" --- No one thought much of it when Edge was found later. His injuries didn't seem that severe, especially compared to the beatings he'd rececived from the likes of Ghaleon and Emerald Weapon. The ninja prince had come back from much worse, often achieving his most glorious moments after getting his ass handed to him. What was odd was appeared to be him moping around, ignoring just about everyone. And then, as Edge was slowly nursed back to health, some funny things started happening around the DL. Panty raids, once guaranteed to end in inhuman suffering for Zidane and his allies, worked flawlessly. Lame pickup lines started netting total wankers dates. This brought joy to the cold, barren existance of Sten, who finally broke his losing streak before he could be turned down by every single non-male life form in the DL multiverse. Charmles actually managed to buy himself someone attractive (and deseprate) enough to hang out with him. It was like the entire realm was out of whack in some fundamental way. But no one could figure out how... Cyril: 37 jaymthegenius@yahoo.com
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