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After shredding the newcomer Kurando into some very unpleasant-looking pieces in her last match, the dreaded air pirate Piastol has her scythe set on a bigger fish: former Godlike champion and legendary warrior, Thundergod Cid. This will truly be a cataclysmic crossing of swords, but the eventual result is foregone; Piastol outspeeds, outdamages, and outlasts her greybearded foe, in addition to packing crippling petrification in her long-range physical. Moreover, despite looking like she just came from a punk concert, Piastol possesses an unearthly grit and determination that not even the battle-weary Cidolfas can hope to match. |
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One evil wench behind him, and one fried Ninja Prince at his feet. It's been a good week for veteran Godlike Cidolfas Orlandu, and with the guiding light of Excalibur and years of practice on various battlefields, he looks to make this next one even better. One of the few fighters in the DL who can boast an ability to match turns with Piastol, he'll make good use of his Night Sword technique here. With the air pirate's substandard physical defense increasing his already fearsome damage, it shouldn't be long before Orlandu shows that the young and the restless best take heed and not get in the way of their elders. |
superaielman Orlandu was slightly annoyed. The bomb Edge had planted had been a painful way to end his interview with Chisato, but it was nothing Night Swording a random person couldn't fix. Still... "This Piastol is a fine young lady.." He knew beating her in a fight would be tough, time consuming, and painful. Why bother, when he'd already shown up for his fans and quickly dispatched Xenobia? He's had his glory.. .and besides, there's a Ninja who needs a beating for getting him in so much trouble with the DL's women. Orlandu walked to the his room, and saw a blonde haired woman waiting for him. Her face lit up with joy, a face that said she'd do anything Orlandu asked. Smiling, Orlandu bowed for the woman, and remembered a certain godlike who was racing towards a third title. He knew what to do. -Ring- Piastol stood in the ring, deadly scythe in hand. She was looking around, waiting her opponent to step into the ring and try and take her down. Orlandu wasn't entering the ring. He was going to raise hell. Gesturing to the Geomancers quickly hired for the match, earth and water both filled the ring, turning it into a pit of mud. Piastol looked stunned. "How.. how dare someone do such a thing to me!" She was caked in mud from head to toe. Before she could turn around and look for the offending party.. "How dare you try and hurt Count Orlandu and Lord Ghaleon. Die, wench!" A blonde haired woman tackled Piastol, and brought her to the ground. Before the crowd could so much as blink, Xenobia had slammed Piastol into the mud. This soon degenerated into a shreiking mud wrestling match. Clothes, hair, and pride soon both fled the girls, as the crowd went nuts at this unexpected show. Orlandu shrugged and accepted his loss due to interference from the judges. Shrugging, Cid knew he had done what he wanted to do.. all but one thing, of course. Walking silently, he reached the location of one very transfixed Edge Eblan. He shouldn't have bothered with such stealth, likely a marching band couldn't have gotten Edge's attention. Quickly drawing Excalibur, Orlandu snapped the sword out, and hit the Ninja with the hilt right between the eyes. The force of the blow knocked Edge more or less senseless. Lifting up the prone Edge, Orlandu sighed. "Boy, you can't always use force and trickery to win, and sometimes, you have to lose to win. Don't try spreading those rumors about Excalibur again, either." Showing incredible strength for his age, Orlandu lifted Edge into the air... "Armor won't help the heart stay sharp! Shellbust stab!" The force of the blow stripped most of the clothing from Edge's body, and knocked him right between the two fighting girls. Orlandu then ran as fast as he could over to where the black wizards usually sat... Bowing and nodding, Orlandu quickly made his way to Rydia, who was chatting away with former DL opponent Lulu."Miss Rydia, I do believe there's a sight you should see in the ring." Although Rydia was distrustful of Orlandu, curiousity and worry got the better of her. What had that foul Thundergod done this time? Nodding, she followed Orlandu to the edge of the ring, where Edge was slumped between the two near naked girls. To someone who had just walked in, it looked like a pair of very unclothed and very pretty women were mud wrestling, with Edge in between as much as humanely possible. Rydia's hard suspision of Orlandu faded, to be replaced with anger at a certain Ninja Prince. "Why... that.. PERVERT! And I trusted him!" The summoner's face was set in a look of rage, and she seemed to have completely forgotten the existance of one Cidolfas Orlandu. "I'll show him how much his words meant to me!" Rydia was quickly filling herself with magical energy, enough to make Orlandu's hair stand on end. The time to make his escape was now. Once again bowing to the distraced Rydia, Cid walked out of the arena feeling like a winner. It was time for hit the bar resevered for godlikes, and knock back a few beers with Ghaleon. He'd love to hear this story. Piastol: 24 Hate Hate Hate
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