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Oh my, oh my, oh my! Goodness gracious, it's time for Toadstool to enter the arena again! While she is often busy with baking cakes and fawning over an italian plumber, she can always find time for a day in the arena to randomly beat people senseless with her frying pan! Her newest victim? A young boy with an obnoxious sword and horrible taste in clothing. So, this should be easy: with her B'Tub Ring, Toadstool halves all of Edge's magic from the Lightning Rune, and his swordstrikes are rather weak. All she has to is smack him, heal with Therapy, smack him... and so on. It won't take long until he falls - after all, hell hath no fury like a stray frying pan! |
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Like so many children, Edge grew up idolizing the great heroes of the time. And who greater than the rebel and mercenary Viktor, slayer of Neclord? Little did Edge know of fate's twisted sense of irony, or he might have been more wary when his hero not only saved his life, but gave him his famous Star Dragon Sword. Still, if you have the blessing, best to use it. And it is toward that end that Edge faces off against the infamous Princess of the Mushroom Kingdom. While she might be a skilled fighter, the frilly robes of a Princess are poor armor against a blade. A slash here, a snip there, and the outcome is sure to involve Edge's victorious advance to the next round. |
SageAcrin "Uh, why are you wearing a parka?" Edge asked, confused. "...um...I...I don't...know?" Princess answered, blushing a bit. "...oh. I get it. First that stupid oaf Viktor steals the spotlight and thumps everything better with this sword, and now everyone confuses me with a per-" Edge cut off, as somehow the Star Dragon Sword contrieved to wrest from his grasp and impale his foot. "...I'm...ow...sorry...great and magnificent...sword..." He sighed and pulled out the sword. "You had better be." The Star Dragon Sword replied. "Thump?" "Ahem." "Anyways, not only does Viktor get better known, Edge steals my damned name and everything thinks of him. For everything. And thinks I'm a pervert. Because of him. I am my own person, you know. This really isn't fair." Edge grumbled. "Uhm...I really am sorry. Here, do you want me to heal that foot?" Princess asked, concerned at the fairly large amount of blood gushing out of Edge's boot. "...You'd help your opponent?" "Well...yes? We aren't fighting yet..." Edge stood still, while Princess healed him. "...you know what? I think I'll just go lay down for a while." Edge said, shrugging. "Aren't we going to fight?" Princess asked, confused. "No. You win." Edge answered, walking out of the arena. "I don't see any point in it, anyways. I'll never make a name here for myself..." "...You've got a crush on her, don't you. You know her boyfriend can stomp you into the pavement, right? Literally." The Star Dragon Sword said disdainfully to Edge, as he walked back to his room. "...Would you like me to give you back to Viktor? I've only been passing you back to him when he fights, but if you really insis-" Edge was cut off mid-sentence. "...no, no, I'm fine. Alright. I'll be nicer to you. Good lord, you don't have to threaten me." The sword sighed. Princess Toadstool: 53 Octillus
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