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Jade vs Piastol
SageAcrin "Hmmmm. So I'm back here again." Piastol said, looking out at the massive crowds. "Who would have thought? Well, it's money." "You sound like you think you'll win." Jade said, chuckling. "You're just a ant in my path, girl, and I will smash you to a pulp." Gathering his powers together, Jade transformed into a massive, insect-like abomination. "Hah. We'll see." Piastol said, slashing Jade with a series of blows. Any normal person caught in Piastol's Tempest Dance would have been felled...but Jade still persevered, even to the point of laughing at Piastol. "You know what's a pity? That chunk of metal you use for a weapon makes a good lightning rod!" Jade yelled, smashing Piastol into the dirt with a massive blast of lightning. For a moment, it looked as though Piastol was beaten...but slowly, she rose up, gritting her teeth. "Can't...stop me that easily." She said, slashing at him again....but not doing enough. Jade simply concentrated on his second spell, knowing that it would put her down. "Though...you do have a point." Piastol said, leaping high into the air. And embedding her scythe deep within Jade, just as he finished his spell. As Jade's massive, floating body fell to the ground, the only thing to be heard in the silent, stunned arena was Piastol's words. "It really does make a good lightning rod." The second back-to-back champion of the Role-Playing Game Duelling League said, smiling, as she walked, slowly, out of the arena. Jade: 21
Cecilia Lyne Adelhyde vs Beatrix
Sei Stoic, straight, and sure. This was the appearance of Beatrix, feared general of the Alexandrian Knights as she stood in the center of the ring with no small amount of worry in her mind. Everyone she had spoken to, rivals, friends, and fans, had told her that she had no chance outside of her plot battle forms that would get her disqualified faster than it would take for Orlandu to slaughter Serge, and she knew in the depths of her hearts that this was true. Even so, she would see this fight to the bitter end. Her honor and pride as the legendary white knight of Alexandria demanded nothing less. And thus, with hand on the Save the Queen, and stance ready to attack at a moment's notice, Beatrix waited and waited, until Cecilia finally stepped into the arena amidst the combined cheers and jeers of the ever-fickle crowd. This was it, she thought as she drew her sword and sprang forward in one fluid motion. It didn't matter if she won or lost, whatever the outcome she would show everyone why she once held the title of Heavy Champion! "Sleep" Sleep? Beatrix wondered as the magician finished her spell amidst the throes of the Shock technique. Why did she use that instead of Prison? She found out when she woke up three minutes later, and immediately wished she hadn't. In her months fighting in the Dueling League, Beatrix had heard of the one called Luca Blight, the Mad Prince of highland that possessed the strength and ferocity of a beast from hell. And in the one time she had watched the White Wolf fight a long time ago, she had learned to respect his might. With a speed that allowed him to deal three blows to his opponent's one, a defense that made him take the most powerful of spells with barely a scratch, and power to take on eighteen well-trained warriors and still be at an advantage, there were few who could match him in a duel to the death. And yet, despite his impressive resume, he would have looked absolute puny compared to the quintuple-turning, damage-nulling, perfect evading, constantly countering, status and ID immuning, double-damage dealing, magic-absorbing, spell-reflecting stat goddess that was Cecilia after she had buffed herself with all of her enchantments. Multiple times. The master magician, with massive white aura flaring around her slight figure from the ludicrous amounts of white spells she had used on herself, walked towards Beatrix… …and bowed. "I'm really sorry about this", she said in a very sincere voice. "But between perverted Knights, embarrassing commercials, and annoying girls in harem pants, I've had a very stressful month, and Jane told me that she always felt better after hitting things. Unfortunately, I seem to have misplaced my Precis and Tidus punching bags." Then she straightened up and smiled sheepishly. "I really hope you won't mind if I use you as a stress-relief dummy for the rest our match." "Um…" Beatrix replied, not exactly sure how to reply to that. "Thank you." Cecilia replied cheerfully, before she cast Rage on herself and charged. Stoic, straight, and sure. This was everything but the appearance of Beatrix as Cecilia Blight, the mad princess of Adlehyde, beat her to a bloody pulp with a staff while screaming a merry "Die Pig!!!!!". Cecilia Lyne Adelhyde: 45 khaki_knight
Izlude Tingel vs Yuffie Kisaragi
SageAcrin Poor Yuffie. She'd found out about Izlude's tricks; namely, equipment breaking, a long time before the match. So, naturally, she'd went out to pick up some weapons to throw. With Yuffie, however, "picking up weapons" basically means trying to steal them from the dumbest people around. She'd picked up a Spirit Sword, Ultima Weapon, Dekar Blade, Swordian Dymlos, Detonate Arrow(Not that she could throw bows, but it was too easy to pass up.), Mana Sword, Earthbreaker, Eternal Sphere and Nemesis Fan, before she made what was probably one of her worst mistakes ever. You see, as Yuffie was perusing other people's rooms, she happened to glance in on Gilgamesh. As he was putting away his own Zantetsuken. He couldn't use it, legally, in the Duelling League, but he still kept it in top condition. And he was an infamous putz. So, Yuffie waited for him to take a nap, and tried to swipe it. Unfortunatly, Gilgamesh isn't actually as stupid as he looks, amazingly enough....okay, he is. But he's actually quite observant, despite that....okay, so Yuffie was so stunned by the sight of Zantetsuken she stood outside the window for a few seconds longer than she should. The point is, errors compounded. And the match was called because Yuffie failed to show up. Actually, in reality, she had shown up, but she didn't bother correcting the error. Miniature frogs don't fight well anyhow. Izlude Tingel: 38 Draco Ignifer
Meredy vs Grey
OK of Solaris While Meredy, for all intents and purposes, is vastly superior to the armour-clad Grey, there was one thing that kept her from winning this battle. Grey, while a perfect conduit for Indignation, still defeated the young girl. Meredy's Ice Artes, which can freeze even the infernal flames themselves, failed to solidify the massive suit of armour. Destiny, ironically, was unable to bring Meredy her true victory. Why was Grey, the inferior fighter, able to defeat Meredy, the masterful Celestian Craymel Mage? Perhaps a simple equation best explains this: Meredy + Albedo + (.5)Secluded Mountain Cabin + 3(Days Alone) = All the physical effects of Polio, without the actual infection This is Bowman Jean, signing out, with a reminder to always vaccinate your children. Oh, and make sure you know where they're going for the weekend. Meredy: 19
Movies For Gamers Who Like Movies: Draco Ignifer Sadly, Nash and Mia may be the characters with the closest things to effectiveness in this scenario. On one hand, we have a transmogrified dragon with enough intelligence and wisdom to be fooled by Nash's alter-ego for an extensive period of time, and whatever organization decided it would be a bright idea to hire him. On the other, we have a woman with such astounding levels of skill that her leader decided a woman brilliant enough to be fooled by KYLE would make a better second-in-command. And on the other other hand (We have a strange little creature, don't we?), we have a group of police officers so inept that they can't even figure out how to use the existance of Nash's magical Chicken Suit to trump up a few counts of cruelty to animals. When this is all over, the ownership of the Falcon should be obvious. Now, if there's one thing I've learned from Maltese Falcon parodies, it's that, no matter what the location of the parody, no matter how everything else goes, the bird will ALWAYS be worthless. However, if there's one thing I've learned from the Lunar series, it's that Mia and her entire family love absolutely hideous animal-shaped objects. Giving a perfect example of the phrase "One man's trash is another man's treasure," a previously worthless eyesore becomes awonderful gift for an attractive young secretary, and our detective gets a happy ending. At least, until Mia finds the Chicken Suit. Nash grabs the cash: 24 Nash and Mia escape: 8 Nash greets the fishes: 18 khaki_knight
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