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After finally ending the terror reign of Zappa and his Balls of Iron, Sheena reaches her second shot at a Light title! And the summoner/kunoichi/surprisingly endowed lady from Mizuho village ain't folding to a subpar warrior such as Wakaba! With the mysterious and cruel powers of her Seal techniques and the deadly card projectiles in her hands, Sheena has everything she needs to take down that tomboyish girl and avenge Colette's defeat (granted, does she even want to? It's Colette...). Only something inherently fanservicey can be the true champion of Season XXX - and Sheena's got aaaaaaaaaall the goods. |
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Wakaba's match this week is a perfectly crafted example of beauty vs. power. Sheena may be slightly more feminine - well, no, a great deal more feminine - but Wakaba's definite advantage in speed, damage, and durability makes the outcome of the match crystal-clear. The White Tiger Rune and Wakaba's superior training will be the keys to overwhelm the busty kunoichi and her pitifully inaccurate tricks. Beauty is fleeting, and Sheena will find this out in a brutal manner. It all ends when Wakaba's fists turn Sheena's face into an ugly shade of purple. |
SageAcrin The finals. A time of epic struggle, a time of incredibly passionate battle, a time where only one can come out triumphant. A time where two women can clash together. Wearing the sturdiest of parka. Sheena, with the foresight of the ninja who has had to put up with a pervert, talked Wakaba into it. After all, who could possibly care about two women wearing heavy winter clothes? Neither one would be at risk from showering cream or slashing blades, and a fight until first blood was civilized enough, and challenging enough when both wore clothes that thick and wielded fists and cards respectively. They should have known better. --- Sheena laughed. Her swift fighting had done it this time. The cut on Wakaba's cheek was small, but it was enough. She had won. "Congratulations, Sheena, Light Champion!" A call from the judges box was heard, as the crowd cheered. "Unfortunately, the doors seem to be stuck closed, and the heaters are on full blast. We are investigating this phenomena, and rest assured, you will most likely be able to leave the arena within a day." The voice finished, as the crowd cheered louder. "...uh. Sheena. How much are you wearing under the heavy clothes?" Wakaba said glumly. "...probably as much as you are. Oh, this is just great." Sheena said, sighing. "We might as well try to hold out until just before heatstroke gets us. But you know that crowd will wait." "...Angelo, you are a magnificent bastard." Geppetto said, from the judges box next to Angelo. "I don't know what you are talking about. It was simply a stroke of bad luck for those two." Angelo said, smiling, as he sipped some of the lemonade he had brought in with him. Sheena Fujibayashi: 48 SuperSmash Master
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