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While most robots might have deadly precision and perfectly programmed AI like Demi, very few live up to her unbelievable cuteness! ^_^ The adorable green-haired robot does look a little childish, maybe even vulnerable, but you could not be more wrong! Phononmezer packs one heck of a punch, and although she can spam it, there's no need to use it much against the frail mage Liete. In fact, because Demi immunes Enclose, Liete is not doing exactly well in this match anyway. Barrier reduces her damage, and Demi’s healing is too much for her to keep up with. Not even a challenge for PS4's cute little bot girl, really. |
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Mistress of Alent, Liete watched over the world for thousands of years, making her a master in the art of patience. However, in this match, the eternal watcher will have to try a different tactic and quickly crush the robot Demi. Luckily for Liete, she has just the skills to take down the robot before she gets up her dreaded healing and stalling game. Enclose stops all things dead in their tracks while inflicting painful damage to the target, and Liete has several Lightning spells that will zap Demi’s circuitry to shreds. After an eternity of waiting, Liete isn’t about to let some automaton girl stop her Heavy run before it begins! |
SageAcrin A green haired cyborg. A woman who is capable of being whatever a man would wish for, a enchanting desire for any male ever. Experienced, yet still beautiful... And a purple haired girl. Exotic, innocent, with interesting magical powers... Yes, this would be the match of the century. Every pervert in the League would come. Nay, even those from without, to see this. *Four days before the match.* "...and they made us the judges!?" Edge asked, stunned. "...you know, it does sort of make sense when you read Piastol's note." Yuri said, pointing. Her note read thus: "So. I've tried maiming you, I've tried barring you, I've tried magical trickery, deciet, lies, everything imaginable. And then I tried to get Lexis hopped up on sugar for some unimaginable things. Nothing, so far, had worked. It never occured to me the real answer was to place you into the position of authority. The damage will be done, I'm sure. I can't imagine a situation where it wouldn't be. But I can't imagine it being any worse than what would have happened anyways. It saves time, trouble, effort, and best of all, I can count on you two to kill any and every pervert that tries to take advantage of any setup you make. It places you under the watchful eyes of your girlfriends. Oh, and it places you in positions of authority. I know how much you hate that. Sincerely, Piastol. P.S. Have fun! "...that...that...that..." Edge sputtered, unable to swear as loudly as he wished due to the presence of several cute girls in the same hallway. "How dare she put me under Rydia's watch, and in a position of authority!" "...Aren't you a king?" Yuri asked. "Yeah, but that's a side job, my training to become the greatest Ninja ever is my life!" "Yeah, but I'd...have figured you for used to the authority thing." "Huh?" "...When was the last time you were in Eblan, anyways?" "Well, last I checked, it was...um...I make it six years." "...ah." Yuri answered simply, at a loss for a valid wisecrack to make. "Well, anyways, it does make things simpler. I mean, we do end up usually killing Zidane and that lot anyways." "But...what's the point, if we can't...can't..." "End up seeing them half-naked?" Yuri supplied. "Yes!" "Why can't we?" "Rydia. Alice. Karin." "Alice and Karin are too busy glaring at each other lately to really keep a close watch on me." Yuri noted. "Yeah, but what about me!? You can't let me be deprived in this!" Edge said, horrified at the very thought. "It...it...it would be...worse than making me sleep with Brahne!" "No, it wouldn't." "...you're right. But c'mon!" Edge said, desperately. "There has to be something!" "...hmmm." Yuri said, a sudden thought coming to him. "You know, there is a simple enough way...." --- "You mean you'll let us use the Creamonade!?" Zidane said, stunned at Edge's generousity. "Yep." "Oh, thank you thank you thank you thankyouthankyouthankyou!" Zidane said, hugging Edge in extatic gratitude. "You don't know what this means to me! How can I ever repay you!?" "GET OFF ME!" Edge shrieked, attempting to pull the thief off of him bodily. "Oh. Okay!" Zidane said, releasing Edge. "That's all you want? Wow, great!" Zidane added, as he rushed out of his room. "I've got to tell everyone! They all have to be there!" "Yes. Yes, they do." Edge replied, grinning. *Four days later.* "You know. I have a really bad feeling about this." Demi noted, as she stared up at the cheerfully waving judges; Yuri Hyuga, Edge Eblan, Brey and Lexis Shaia. "Is that all? I'm wearing a one-piece bathing suit under this dress." Liete noted. "But...external appearance changes for me take a fair amount of time, I shouldn't...have any worries...right?" Demi asked uncertainly. "Good luck." Liete answered simply. "And today, ladies and gentlemen, you will witness a match of unparalleled might, as machinery and magic fight it out in the arena!" Edge announced, to a cheering, but slightly confused, crowd of perverts. "Start!" Yuri yelled, as the battle began. To a chorus of boos. What were these judges doing!? Weren't these the most reknowned perverts alive? Wasn't there going to be cream, or mud, or chocolate, or pineapple juice, or pomegranites, or anything!? --- "All I have to do is press this!" Zidane shouted excitedly. The Creamonade, a normally fairly complicated machine, had taken two days to be retrofitted for Zidane's....lack of mechanical knowledge. Essentially, now the launching procedure just took pressing a big red button marked "Press here. Not anywhere else. Here.". (Zidane had attempted to press on the machinery behind the button, before it was clarified from the one word "PRESS", in test runs.) A crowd of cheering men had accompanied him into the small bunker surrounding the Creamonade's controls, as he proceeded to punch the giant red button. "On this day, we will no longer be second-class! We will be known around the world!" Zidane cried, as he punched. Then he was knocked out by a blast of water. --- "Edge, I can't believe it!" Rydia said, as she happily sat behind the judges box. "You're actually being responsible for once! You haven't taken advantage of this at all!" "Well, you know me, I am a King and all, I'm supposed to be reliable and take care of my subjects and things like that!" "You don't do that..." "...well, no, but this is good practice!" Edge said, annoyed. "...Well, anyways, I'm just proud of you, is all." Rydia said, grinning. As such, she managed to get a beautiful view of a massive cone of water splashing into the arena. "...what? Isn't that..." Rydia said, suddenly glaring at Edge. "What!? Don't look at me! I'm right here! Yuri is right here, Brey is right here, Lexis is right here!" Edge stammered. "...I....I guess. Of course it's not your fault." Rydia said, sitting down. "I'll...even look the other way this once, if you want to enjoy it." She added, smiling. Edge's jaw dropped. Then he quickly stared at the arena. The magical water had done it's work well. Not only was Liete now in a half-magically-melted one-piece bikini, but Demi... "...This...how....?" Demi said, stunned, as she appeared, evidently completely human to a glance, in a two-piece bikini. "This would take months of mechanical work and-" "And I told you so." Liete noted, blushing magnificently, as she attempted to make sure she didn't expose any more skin than she had to. "...this...I...you..." Demi stammered. "...you win." Demi finished, as she walked out of the arena. "Well. This is about what I expected." Piastol noted, glaring at the judges. "Still, I suppose in a relative sense, this isn't so bad." "What do you mean?" Edge asked as innocently as possible for him. "Oh, fine." Piastol grabbed Yuri's arm and proceeded to drag him several seats away. "There. Now I can talk to someone without a nag down his throat. Did you at least kill the other perverts? I know you got them to do this." "Um. They'll wish they're dead. Does that count?" "That's better." "Okay. So...um....you're not going to try to kill me, this once?" Yuri asked, slightly nervously. "Why? This probably worked out better than I expected." Piastol said, with a sigh. "But remember. If I ever find a way to stop you reliably..." "Then I'm dead." "Got it." "Well, at least we have an understanding..." Yuri said, with a sigh. --- Zidane slowly came to. "Oooh, soft. Mmmm. So much soft around me. I wonder where I am? I hope there's pie." Zidane said, slowly coming to. On top of Sten. Transgendered Sten. Zidane proceeded to shriek at the top of her lungs. "Oh, now, now, girls, you don't have to be so loud." Vincent de Boule said, as he walked into the control room. "I'd heard there was a horrible accident of fashion, from that dashing Yuri, but this?" He added, delicately horrified, as he stared about the room of "Have all of you women walked out of a hobo slut's closet? Well, it's okay, we'll have you all fixed up in no time." Josephine added, as her fellow narcissists crowded into the room. "We even brought all your clothes and everything, and we even talked Zophar into helping us just in case any of you were going to try fleeing..." Zidane stared down at her chest. "...I'm not...sure if this is good or bad." She noted, poking curiously. "...so overall, this has to be a better day than usual!" She added happily. "Yay!" She grinned, as the horrific shrieks of most of the perverts surrounded her. Well, even Yuri can't always be right. Demi: 27 |
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