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Kefka vs Fou-Lu
RadLink5 So far all of Kefka's opponents had tried to outsmart Kefka in order to not have to deal with his insanely powerful spells. However, these plans allways seem to back fire right into their face one way or another. This, however was Fou-Lu. He NEEDS no plan to defeat Kefka. After all, how many times, while playing an RPG do you have over-leveled characters (*cough*Fou-Lu*cough*) and yet try and come up with stratigies to win boss fights? Fou-Lu was certain he could win without a plan. Fou-Lu was training for the championship (WHAT GOOD IS LEVELING UP IF YOU ALREADY START OUT AT LIKE LEVEL 64?!?!?) when Sephiroth and Profound Darkness came to visit him. They had worked together to come up with one giant flaming ball of all thier ideas to beat Kefka combined. They were just about to show Fou-Lu the plan when Fou-Lu said "Thou shalt NOT tell me thy plan, as I have no use for trickery to win my match. Thou art best be goingeth." Sephiroth and PD looked at him with blank expressions as Sephiroth said "... This plan... doesn't include art..." Fou-Lu said "No, I art saying that I shalt not use this plan. now please leaveth immediatly." Profound Darkness: You want us to levereth? Fou-Lu: I dost want nothing to do with your plan. Now geteth out of here now!" Sephiroth: You want us to gravy out of here? o_O Fou-Lu: JUST HURRY UP AND GET OUT OF MY @&#$* HOUSE, YOU *#$0% $#(*(#$!!! Sephiroth: So are we going through with the plan? Fou-Lu: Thout heardeth me a millioneth time...eth? I want nothing to do with your schemeth! Sephiroth: Is that a yes? Fou-Lu chased Sephiroth and PD out of the house. Later, the fight started and Fou-Lu used his Dragon Form right from the start to do a lot of damage early to Kefka. Kefka's speed was useless when he could hardly stand straight and it's hard to stand straight when you are getting beaten on by a level 82 dragon. Kefka, in his state of extreme pain, became even less mentally stable than he was before and started immitating Star Wars. Using a random stick on the ground as his lightsaber and using his Ultima as "The Force", he tried pounding Fou-Lu into the ground repetedly shouting "NO! YOU CAN'T BE MY FATHER! I WON'T JOIN THE DARK SIDE!!!" Eventually up onto a floating platform (the origins of which are still unkown) and shouted "It's over Fou-Lu! I've got the high ground!" He then prepared to strike Fou-Lu with "The Force" when his haluconations of Star Wars ended. No, he wasn't back to being Kefka, he just simply started immitating a different movie... which happened to be Finding Nemo (kind of wierd to immagine Kefka watching that movie eh?). He jumped onto the ground and started running around doing a swimming motion shouting "Nemo? Nemooo? Where are you Nemo?!?!?" and this all confused Fou-Lu to the point where he was to busy wondering what was happening to realize he was standing on top of a giant bulls-eye saying "Kefka stand here for Sephiroth and PD's Ultimate plan to be a success... I mean for mass suffering". Kefka, while spinning his arms in a swimming motion, cut a cord near the arena's wall, sending a giant anvil right on Fou-Lu's head. Sephiroth: What?!? PD: How could our plan fail?!? Sephiroth: It's like Fou-Lu didn't even expect our plan to happen! ...You are sure he was trying to tell us he wanted to go through with the plan, right? PD: I'm not sure he was even talking our language, I just guessed that was what he was saying because it's the logical thing to do. So Kefka and Fou-Lu are both in critical condition... except Fou-Lu is in critical condition at a hospital while Kefka is in critical mental condition at a "Crazy House"... Kefka: 36 gasman
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Jenova vs Jecht
Obsidian While Jenova can split itself into many parts, we have to remember that Jecht has fought Sin, and Sin has the same ability. However, Jenova has an insane "son" on it's side. But in the end, a person with an impossibly huge sword was fatal to both Jenova and Sephiroth. Thus, my vote to Jecht. Jenova: 34
Kanon vs Odessa Silverberg
SageAcrin *Four hours before the match.* "Hmmmhm. Just a little more preparation, and I'll-OW!" Brey said, as Crowley walked into his room, unnoticed, and smacked him upside the head with his staff. "No. You are not interfering with the Middle finals. No. This is not happening, I'm not allowing you to do something stupid again." Crowley said. "But she made a fool of you!" "No, you made a fool of me by not giving me all the information." Crowley said, glaring. "At any rate, you're the only one that anyone would connect that spell to anyhow. I can't say I'm fond of Odessa...or Kanon, for that matter, considering our past, but..." "Hmhmhm. I thought I'd find you two here." Ursula said, walking into the room. "I need your help." "If it's about charming those two, no." "Oh, please. I don't want something that tacky." Ursula said with a sigh. "What I want is to point out who those two have crossed on the way up. You, myself, Lucca Ashtear, Brey in an indirect manor. All powerful mages." "So?" "So, we use this." Ursula said, pulling out a dusty tome. "What..." Crowley said, opening the book and paging through it, at a gesture from Ursula. "...How...how did you get this?" "Does that matter? The point is, the four of us, if we can talk Lucca into it, should be able to use it." "Hmmm. Lucca's a bit of a loon, though, it's hard to tell what she's going to do..." *One hour later.* "No. It's just not my style, you two. Is there anything else?" Lucca said, slightly impatiently. "Just a moment." Crowley said, pulling Brey to one side. "Well," He whispered "looks like the plan's off." "There's more than one way to charm a la-" "You're not using the spell." "...fine. Well, we could get her drunk." "What!?" Crowley yelled, then quickly modulated his voice back to a whisper. "I know you're perverted, but not only does this show a incredible lack of taste on your part, and I doubt you could do anything with her even if she did accept you when she was drunk, but this has absolutely nothing to do with the plan." "...I...ah...don't know what you mean. I just meant that we could try to get her drunk and get her to remember how much losing annoyed her. Maybe it could work..." "...you want a drunken teenager casting a spell?" "Well, the worst that could happen is that it doesn't work, right?" "Or destroys the Arena..." "So we're nowhere near the arena." "...hmmm. A point. I know there's some flaw here, Brey, but I can't think of one." Crowley said, sighing. "Alright." "Miss Lucca, we do have some questions about one of your inventions." Crowley said politely. "But all this talking has made me thirsty. Shall we go out some place?" "Alright. But don't even bother trying to talk me into that stupid trick again, you hear me?" Lucca said, glaring... *Two hours later.* "*Giggle.* This is going to be fun, isn't it?" Lucca said, weaving on her feet while looking off a observation tower at the distant Duelling League arena. "...this isn't going to work." Ursula said, eyeing Lucca. "And if it doesn't?" Crowley said, shrugging. "We couldn't get her to do it sober, so we're as bad off either way." "Well...I don't suppose it matters. I hope it doesn't. Everyone into positions." *One hour later.* "Well, I made it here, after all this time of not being recognized at all." Odessa said, smiling. "Even if I lose, I have no regrets. Let's go, Kanon." Kanon started to respond, then stopped, her cybernetic eye sensing something unusual. Then her jaw dropped, and the people of the arena saw Kanon doing the last thing any of them expected. Running. She ran as fast as possible to one of the arena walls and dived to the floor. Odessa started to open her mouth to speak. Then a massive gash of blackness appeared in the air over the Arena. Before Odessa could so much as glance up, a massive pillar of flame erupted out of the rift, blasting a burning, quite dead, Odessa out of the arena to land halfway through a tree several miles away. Kanon, amazingly, managed to struggle to her feet, due to being out of the direct blow. Most of the crowd wasn't so lucky, as flames engulfed half the arena. The battle was very clearly over. "...my...god. That's incredible." Crowley said, stunned. "The power to alter reality at a point. How the hell did you get this book, Ursula?" Brey said, openmouthed. "When you ask about the shadow people and dark weaponry, you learn a few things. People like Lilith Aileron or CommonMec, weapons like the Gradius or the Skull Rod. Things that should not exist anywhere, but do, or things that do exist, but should have greater powers." Ursula said. "If you study the world long enough, you can find out about these things, and how to reach them. When you do, it is but a small step from there to shattering all laws of this world." "...But where did you find the book?" Crowley said, puzzled. "I...ah....it...just showed up." Ursula said, flushing slightly. "In my room. I know no one could have placed it in there, I make very sure no one can come into my room uninvited..." "So, you pried into the dark secrets of the universe, and someone who can break the laws of the universe placed a book in your room, knowing that you'd know how to use it...why do I have the feeling this was all planned?" Crowley said, frowning... Lucca giggled, sill concentrating heavily. The other three had ignored her up to this point, but... "Wait, the rift hasn't closed. What is she doing!?" Ursula said, rushing over to a pair of binoculars to look... As a massive being emerged from the rift. Perhaps being isn't quite accurate. However, neither is machine... "I always wanted to make one of those!" Lucca said, giggling again as she looked through a pair of binoculars at what she had created. "...that...what is that?" Brey said, stunned. "Pringer X." Ursula and Crowley said in unison, watching the massive Prinny robot bash down a wall, as the frightened crowd rushed out of the arena or prepared for battle. "...well, what do we do now?" Brey said. "I...don't know about you, but I don't think I have enough magic power to make another rift like that..." "We leave. We tell no one ever about this, we make sure Lucca never gets drunk again in her life, and we make it so this never happened." Ursula said. "Agreed." Crowley said, unable to tear his eyes off the spectacle of Kanon getting flung several thousand feet into the air by a giant prinny robot. "...And, all things considered, I think this went well." Crowley said, as he walked off to the elevator... --- "And that will teach them to doubt my status as the supreme overlord of the Duelling League." Jogurt said, smiling down at the carnage. "Ahem. Shouldn't you be thanking me?" Lezard Valeth said nearby. "After all, I did give them the book...and, when you think about it, did everything important." "You will be rewarded when the time comes..." "Which is never, since no one knows you had anything to do with this, and that you did nothing important, and I mostly just did it to see...well, that." Lezard said, pointing at Lucian, who was having his head slammed into an arena wall by the massive robot. "I knew he wanted to see this match. I could care less about your promised rewards, they'll never come through." "What!? I..." "Oh, go get drunk with Hrist, and leave me to enjoy myself." Lezard said, laughing... Kanon: 34
Reis Dular vs Elly van Houten
Hunter Sopko As Elly and Reis squared each other up, a lone figure came up into the arena's VIP section from the fighter's waiting area. The cheapass stadium lighting (purchased at a police auction when the authorities seized HammerCo's assets) caused the man's silver hair to glow. "I know this man..." Elly thought to herself. It was rare when she did not meet Fei among her many incarnations, but she remembered every time. It was quite the same story, but this man was different. Fou-Lu watched the red-haired woman silently, almost appraisingly, with the same thoughts on his mind (with woman in place of man, of course). This woman seemed eerily familiar to him as well... but from where? The words escaped their lips at the same time. "Fou-Lu" "Mamie" The woman who had sacrificed herself so he could live, who had been used to kill him. Fou-Lu reached into his pocket and pulled out Mamie's bell. After looking at it nostalgically for a moment, he shook it once. It rang tinkled gently. Not many people heard it. But Elly did. Her eyes went wide, and the memories flooded back into her mind. She suddenly remembered everything. She then fainted. Fou-Lu was the first one to step into the arena to pick her up. Before the med-team, before Fei, who just arrived on the scene after he was finished picking Elly up. The godlike finalist simply glared at the long-haired gear pilot. "Away, foul knave." He then carried her out of the arena. Of course, this didn't end in a disqualification for Elly, as most all of this happened AFTER she finished pasting Reis against the wall. Reis Dular: 27 gasman
Rarr I eat punies! Draco Ignifer Sadly for the egoes of both Adel and Melbu Frahma, both of them appear to have forgotten a fact utterly vital to this contest... both are only capable of consuming a single entity. And by this, I don't mean consuming entities one at a time... I mean that, once they have one person stuck in them, they don't have any room for someone else. Melbu Frahma made a valiant attempt to convince everyone that firing someone out of himself and then eating them again counted as multiple consumptions, but was about as convincing as Albedo applying for a position in pediatrics. Adel didn't even bother to show up and make an argument. And Quina? In the most amazing moment of the Gourmand's life, it actually managed to eat to satiation. Quina's psychiatrist indicates that years of therapy may be required to recover from the shock. Melbu: 8 Adel: 6 Quina: 43 MadFnorder
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