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Ard Ard ARD! Cute and hilarious as Ard is... there is no doubt that beneath that goofy facade lies the heart of a (Light) champion. In this season, his first opponent is Artur, an up and coming bishop. Artur, given his fellow series members' performances, hopes to capitalize on that synergy with a win of his own. Of course, he's never been Dump Truck Punched, so who knows whether or not he is ready to take on this shining example of lizard-dom of almost Pokemonian proportions known as Ard? The odds are on the scaly one's side! |
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Ard ard ard ard a…rd? NO! Cute and hilarious as Ard is… and as sorry as the young bishop Artur feels for the little creature, he knows that it is his duty to rid the world of all that stand in the way of justice. Artur is going to make an impact in his first appearance in the arena, hopefully following in the footsteps of his Fire Emblem counterpart Lucius. Artur knows he can; he’s got magic power and speed and this nasty little ability called Slayer, which triple-folds his Light tomes' might. Ah yes, Ard does not like Slayer at all. But Artur thrives on it and the extra power it grants! Sigh. If only dealing with Lute was as easy as a Slayer to the face… |
SageAcrin *Two days before the match.* "Ar...d?" Ard said, curiously, as Liz strapped a strange device to him. "There is no time for questioning, you ridiculous reptile of confusion! My splendid device of divine brilliance will cause all that oppose you to tremble with fear!" Liz said, adjusting some straps. "...Ardardard!" Ard said. "No, it will not explode, you brown muscular oaf of silliness! All that needs doing to activate it is to tackle! Even one of your inferior mental capacity can handle such a magnificently simplistic device of justice! Now just remember not to touch it or take it off in any way before the combat of fate, it must adjust to your massive weight and stellar height before it may be used." "...Ar...d." Ard said. *Two days later.* "Arrrrrd!!!" Ard said, baffled, as the light from Artur's attacks blinded him momentarily. "...You know, this is almost like beating up a child." Artur noted, watching Ard howl unhappily. "He barely seems to understand what's going on." "Ard! Ardardardardard. Arrd. Arrrrrrd!" Ard said, rushing towards Artur. And the device kicked in. And a massive gout of flame blasted from behind Ard, as his Dump Truck Tackle suddenly became rocket propelled. Artur desperately lept out of the way... ...too slowly. As he was clipped on the shoulder by hundreds of pounds of rocket-powered lizard, he was knocked to the ground, dazed, waiting for a finishing blow. One that would never come. For, Ard, as he rocketed past, slammed into the far wall of the arena. Then went through the far wall of the arena. Then went through an adjacent arena, across four miles of countryside, plowed a tunnel through a small hill, skimmed across a lake, tripped, took a seventeen mile flight, and finally crash-landed in a tree, the impact finally disabling the rocket pack. Needless to say, Ard lost the match due to ring-out, and Liz now blames Ard entirely for the mishap, claiming he simply needed to stop tackling to stop the pack. Poor Ard. Ard: 14 RadLink5
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