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Nana's in a bit of a bind this week. Her best asset, impressive HP, pales in comparison to the defensive capabilities of Milich. Her only hope, instead, is to talk politics with the Imperial General. Nana's 'war buddy', Saki, is easily the most influential member of the Gay, Lesbian, and Bisexual Alliance in the whole of the RPGDL. As such, getting in a good word with her may well prove to be far more valuable to Milich than a potential Light Championship. Of course, officers of the Scarlet Moon Empire are not always known as men of their words, but with luck Milich's allegiance to the rainbow flag will win out. |
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The fashion. The style. The wonderful colour arrangements. Milich is back, fighting the never-ending war for truth, justice, and the right to be free! This week, Milich faces off against the horribly unfashionable Nana of Grandia (dis)fame. This should be a remarkably easy fight for the Flamer of Justice: his sword blows are easily stronger than Nana's weak attacks, and Milich's clothing is far sturdier than Nana's, making Milich the more defensively sound fighter in this match. With the power of fashion on flaming power on his side, Nana doesn't stand a chance. |
OblivionKnight "You can do it!" Saki yelled at her compatriot. All three of the Garlyle Sargeants stood in Nana's dressing room, forming a triangle of beauty and grace in what was otherwise an absolute pig stye. "Look at me, I did it. I'm sure you can!" "Indeed" Mio mused, pushing her glasses above the bridge of her nose once more. "My calculations indicate that you have only a twenty-two point three percent chance of losing this battle. The odds are in your favour" "Alright then!" Nana yelled, enthused. "I'll show that flaming nobleman who... Just then, Nana was interrupted by a loud knock at the door. The knock was soon followed by the sound of a chainsaw slicing through the wooden frame and demolishing the oak door. Through the sawdust floating in the air sprang Celes, who had just totally thrown her Godlike match with Kuja not too long ago. "Please Nana! Marry me!" She screamed. Celes rushed forward, and placed Locke's ring he had bought for her on Nana's long and delicate fingers. As it turns out, Nana indeed said yes, and, like her newfound life partner, threw her match for that day. Nana: 11 |
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