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Marivel Armitage (Wild Arms 2) |
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Pip may suck quite bit, but his blood sure makes for a tasty snack. And her next opponent is of the bitter and cold-blooded variety, sure to wash down the sickly-sweet taste of Chrono Crossemon in her mouth. As a bonus, it won't take much to take her opponent down, either! Between Jaffar's horrible Luck and Res, and an Evade stat that's average at best, the poor assassin has absolutely no way of defending himself from Marivel's accurate Sleep spell, her death-dealing Guillotine, or whatever other status she chooses to use for this round. Ah, the oh-so-delicious taste of victory... |
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In his second match as a Middle, Jaffar faces a fellow creature of darkness. His foe, however, is merely a vampire, while Jaffar is the famed Angel of Death. Marivel can't hope to overpower him with her physical attacks, forcing her to rely on status magic to make this kill. And while Jaffar may have difficulty dodging Marivel's lethal status attacks, but he should have little trouble outspeeding Marivel, and that will allow him to land two attacks before the vampire can even move. As long as Jaffar can land a critical attack in one of those first two moves, he should continue his current impressive winning streak. |
Sei Marivel can beat up Jaffar in so many ways: chop off his head with a Guillotine, stomp him into the ground with mechs, fry him into a crisp, put him to Sleep then suffocate him with Garan's pillow... Not that Marivel wanted to of course. It'd be such a shame to damage such a well-built package after all. So, Marivel decided to charm him instead. Unfortunately, since Jaffar was a cold, emotionless assassin, and thus, not prone to hormonal outburst, this failed utterly. Not that Marivel would have had that much more success on the average passerby, what with a body that screams less of 'free sex' and more of 'jail bait'. So Marivel decided to do things the old-fashioned way instead, bonking him on the head with an Aport, then dragging him by the hair out of the arena (making sure to make him leave the ring first, of course) and towards the Crimson Castle, where he serviced the vampire in a variety of ways for a week. When his time with the Crimson Noble finally ended, he staggered out of the castle, completely spent... Who'd have thought being forced to help around Marivel's lab would be so tasking? All those heavy equipment, the various instruments that needed to be cleaned via toothbrush, feeding the biological monstrosities... One lesser than he would have left that horrible place a broken man. Better death than that again... ...what? You expected something else from a mad scientist? Marivel Armitage: 40 |
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