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Mepmep Zophar happened to be a big fan of Fujin's band so when the time came to battle Zophar offered Fujin a deal. Leave the arena, and don't die. Fujin quickly accepted this deal and turned to leave... unfortuneatly, Zophar had second thoughts about the band and blew her to hell. Zophar: 56 Ngod@comcast.net
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SageAcrin "Hmph. We'll see if this is true." Genevieve said, following behind Rose. "It's true. Sten told the whole plan to Zieg." Rose said, rounding a corner. "They're right over-" "...There." She said, looking at the flattened ruins of a bar, as a few dozen men, a monkey, and a unicorn struggled out of the rubble. "...It looks like someone else heard about it and got here first." Genevieve said. "I wonder if they even would have managed to flood all the arenas with Jell-O. They don't seem to have enough intelligence between them to fill a thimble." Rose said, watching Zidane attempt to haul himself up via a still-standing piece of wall, only to have it fall on him. "Hmmm. I don't think I'll let them go this easy." Genevieve said, with a cruel smile on her face. "If ye trust that thy eternal bonds may be broken, then let my words be as a vengeful blade upon thee! Cosmic Spear!" "...how very uneccisary." Rose said, watching the ruined building, and the people attempting to struggle out of it, get smashed by an enormous blade of darkness. "Well, time for what we agreed on." "Rock." "Paper!" "...Hmmm." Genevieve said, smiling down at her closed open hand. She chuckled, turning back to the massively blasted building. "If ye trust that thy eternal bonds be broken..." "..." Rose said, shaking her head. Rose: 21 Sei Berle could have won this. He really could have. But he simply couldn't resist his villainous instincts. "I AM INVINCIBLE!" he laughed, after watching Ray piffle against Meta-Guard... ...shortly before the universe decided to apply its usual brand of ironic humor via recently launched Inter-Continental Ballistic Roger striking the Wise Man, pushing him out of the ring. However, despite being the loser, he still received more cheers than False Althena. Could it be from him letting out all his frustrations on the SO3 brat? ...nah. Berle: 28 superaielman Wailing Soul Slash is most deserving of it's name, as victims tend to scream in agony after a single hit. In this case, nothing but silence was heard out of the victim. When asked about this after the fight, the victor merely laughed and spouted off a quote on the matter. "Sometimes, even Silence is golden. And much quicker than waiting out Invincible." Arc Eda Ricolne: 16 RadLink5 Geno Whirl. End of story. Geno: 43 dark_yamiyugi
SageAcrin A dedicated, trained martial artist with a finely honed mind. A evil creation dedicated to conquering the universe. And a snoring crowd. Well, in all fairness, the tickets for such a massively cliche match had been set at a pretty low price, but watching Mind Absorber miss repeatedly while Poo punched Vesper was a little worse than most people expected. "Hmph." Kuja said, staring down at the match, extremely bored. "I didn't expect much out of this match, but this is ridiculous." "Well, not much to be done about it." Golbez said, yawning. "GLAAARGHL!" Lavos said from the seat beyond. "...Why did you bring him, anyway?" Kuja said, looking at Lavos. "And who the hell shrunk him?" "It was at his own request. Seems he doesn't get out much without leveling buildings, normally." "Ah." "Well, why is there nothing to be done about it? We could just blast both to a pulp and then walk out." Kuja said. "You mean, besides the judges?" Golbez said with a sigh. "Who cares? Besides, it's a long standing tradition in matches to just call the person destroyed by Acts of God the loser." "Kuja, you're not god." "How dare you!" Golbez sighed....then looked over at Lavos, who was evidently watching Poo punch Vesper very intently. (Possibly bad memories of Ayla.) "...You know...I do know a few tricks." Golbez said, abruptly snatching the loudly shrieking miniature Lavos and hurling him towards the arena. "After all, Lunarians know all magic. Even if I can't use it normally. Fools and their rules..." He added. "Dispel!" Golbez said, targetting the small, spikey body, as it hurtled through the air. Making it no longer very small. As Lavos' massive frame crushed half the arena, Golbez softly chuckled. "There's your excitement. Let's get out of here." "Hmmm. I wonder how they'll decide who won, Lavos seems to be on top of the judges." Kuja said. Then watched as Lavos' still shrieking massive frame shuddered, and flipped over, successfully crushing most of the other half of the arena. And as Poo dusted himself off and walked out. "..." Both Kuja and Golbez said, looking down at the massive, flipped over Lavos as it vainly struggled to pry it's spiked shell out of the ground and stands. "...that's it." Golbez said. "I'm getting drunk. Maybe then I can explain what I just saw." Vesper: 28 the jp Moltres flies into the Arena. An absolutley spectacular sight that makes many 6 year old pokenerds jump for joy. Shadow stands in the middle of the arena, not even twitching a muscle. Moltres dives at Shadow ready to unleash firey hell.... Water Edge, Water Edge, Water Edge, Water Edge...... All that's left is one thouroughly soaked and steaming bird and the tears of many children. Shadow: 66 Cinny
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Dunefar I resist the urge to simply state that Ninjas>>>>>> >>>> >>>Cyborgs. It's not needed, anyway. Made of mere flesh or not, Nel has massive reserves of healing. Wren can't deal with that and strong physicals at all once. Rip, splat, bam. Nel Zelpher: 30 Jo'ou Ranbu The judges weren't entertained by the idea of a Shining Force pure fighter match this week. They wanted amusement, and usually, fights like that tend to be "they smack until one of them dies". No fun in that, right? So, they had an idea. The match would consist of a Dance Dance Revolution contest, and the combatants would have a choice on their dancing song. Musashi, despite his somewhat clumsy mobility, accepted. Robo was excited, too. On a side note, the arbiter body consisted of Kuja, Augustine and Precis that week. And the contest was a blow-out. Musashi proved to be quite the dancing machine under the spell-binding groove of "Butterfly". But no one expected Robo to sing AND dance his own DDR number. "I am Robo, I have metal joints! Beat me up and earn 15 Silver Points!" The machine instantly broke. Musashi hurriedly gave up the match. Everything seemed to be fine for Robo. Unfortunately, a big unruly mob of CT players ganged up on Robo and beat him senseless, recalling bad memories from the Millenial Fair. The next day, he also had to deal with a lawsuit from Gato, claiming rights over his song. Robo hasn't been seen by anyone other than Lucca since. Musashi: 8 OblivionKnight "Boo," Minsc said to the hamster in his pocket, "what wonders this arena is! I never knew the size and scale of this place was so large" Elly, watching and listening to the Ranger talk to his pocket, was getting frustrated. "Will you stop talking to that little furball and fight me?!" She swung her rod, for perhaps the hundredth time, and watched as it once again missed her opponent. "But you are a hero!" the proud Ranger exclaimed, raising Boo into the air. "The brave adventurers Minsc and Boo would never harm someone like yourself!" "Then stand still and let me harm you!" the Gebler officer screamed. In a rage, she charged forward and swung her rod wildly. Unfortunately for her, the swing was strong enough that the gale following the downward arc of her rod blew Boo out of Minsc's hand and into the stands. This, of course, did not stand well with Minsc. "What have you done! Boo! Booooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Your butt is in sore need of kicking, evil-doer! No hero would harm such a sweet creature!" And with that, Minsc flung into a full berserker rage, and proceeded to beat Elly senseless with his maces. As Elly lay on the ground of the arena, unconscious, Minsc, in a truly heroic gesture, forfeited his victory. "I hope I have taught you a valuable lesson! This is about the message, not the battle! Do not mess with the forces of goodness! Boooooooo! Come back to me!" Elly van Houten: 28 SageAcrin "So, we're agreed. We're not letting Edge show us up, right?" Zidane said. "Right!" Sten said. "We'll flood that entire ring with Jell-O! Their glistening...shiny..bodies..." Zidane said, starting to drool. His crowd of fellow perverts, Sten, Kyle, Siegfried, Haschel, Sain and others started up a cheer. Which abruptly turned into a quickly-cut-off shriek, as the entire bar they were in collapsed. "Alllllright! You whooped their arses good!" Kid said, laughing. "Well, I'd heard about those idiots planning something from Ramsus; seems Zidane couldn't help but blab his plan to every man he met." Dominia said, chuckling, as she had Bladegash stomp on the ruined building a few more times for good luck. "Kinda cramped in here with two people, though, ain't it? Awww, well. Let's get this over with." Kid said, pulling out a G and flipping it. "Tails." Dominia said. "Damn it!" Kid cried, looking at the coin... Dominia: 33 Sei Knowing how badly outmatched he was against the Wind Fiend, Delita convinced Tiamat to have an army battle instead of a simple duel. When the day of the battle arrived, the king of Ivalice was feeling very confident. He had amassed an army filled with mages of all kinds, able to annihilate any battalion with a huge array of Holies, Flares, and Meteors. Then, Tiamat flew into the arena, a cacophony of synchronized metallic clangs announcing her arrival to the suddenly horrified Ivalian Army. Behind the dragon were a veritable sea of silver and ebony that stretched as far as the eye can see, sparkling to the noon day sun and blinding anyone who dared to stare a it so long. They stared back impassively at Delita's army, who had suddenly found their Faith-based spells of mass-destruction very much obsolete against their mechanical opponents. The bell rang, signaling the start of the match, and Tiamat smiled a cruel smile as she ordered her WarMechs to launch all Nukes. Tiamat: 41 dark_yamiyugi
Tonfa Baton Tai Ho blinked. "No", he thought to himself, "I must have had too much to drink last night..." He was supposed to be fighting a frail bishop, yet on the other side of the ring stood a battle-hardened hero with a shiny shield and a variety of rather painful looking axes and swords. The judge, Mid-Boss announced: "And now, let us begin the first Light eliminations match this week. The contestants are Tai Ho and Ren...ah, pardon moi, sir, but who are you and where is Renault?" "Ah...I AM Renault", the hero said with an annoyed tone in his voice. "Hmm? I have trouble believing you...Renault is supposed to be a bishop, is he not?" "Ever heard of class changing?" "But it would appear that people of Elibe cannot change between promoted classes..." "You sure about that?", Renault snorted, taking aim at the judge with his Tomahawk. "Non non non...of course, I believe you..ahahahah. Well then, let us get this battle started!" Tai Ho madly charged at Renault with his trusty harpoon. However, the hero simply sidestepped, and surprisingly didn't show any signs of wanting to fight. "Hmph. I did not wish to fight with brute strength again...to slay more humans with my blades. But today, I will have vengeance...in the name of my lost friend!" Renault threw his Tomahawk at Tai Ho... Well, actually not directly at him. The axe just barely missed the fisherman's head and instead flew towards the audience, killing Nergal, who was watching the battle in hopes of being able to steal the loser's quintessence after the match. "I've accomplished what I came here for...I will now forfeit. Elimine's blessings to you, fisherman", Renault said and walked out of the ring. On a random note, the sales of "Sex God Renault" shirts tripled after the match. Tai Ho: 37 Cmdr_King For a school teacher, Lorenta is amazingly trusting. Less amazing, she tends to care about the welfare of her school. So, when Estella kindly informed her of the massive shipment of mysterious eggs that she had scene delivered, and her conviction that they were, in fact, chimera eggs, Lorenta immediately dashed off to help the situation. How she forgot that Flenceburg was currently keeping a strict vegetarian menu and thus would not have accepted eggs of any kind will remain a mystery for the ages. Lorenta: 13 The Axeman Rhode sat in his tank, checking all of his readouts. Everything looked set. All the lights that were supposed to be on were on, and all the little lights that were supposed to be off were off. Except for the seatbelt light. He fastened his seatbelt, and started his tank. It rolled into the center of the arena. His opponent was not yet here for the match, it seemed. Rhode decided to do a few crowd-pleasing laps in his tank. After showing off like this for a few minutes, Rhode's tank sputtered and stopped moving. He looked at his readout, and it his gaslight was on. "Now what in the heck is making that happen?" Rhode unbuckled his seatbelt and crawled out of his tank. He opened up his gas cap and peaked into it. "Pingpong ball." "What was that?" Rhode asked. He turned around behind him to see his opponent, who had just arrived for his match. "It's a pingpong ball," Gryz said. Then he hit Rhode in the face with his axe really hard. MORAL OF THE STORY: Having a really big tank is one way to get ahead in life, but it's hard to argue with an axe to the face. Rohde: 13 thed
SageAcrin Sometimes in life, a real man must learn to stand up and take whatever's dished out. However, as we all know, Roger fails at being a real man, despite how much he talks about it. He ended up in a cage trying to win his little contest, after all. Therefore, this proves that he was stupid enough to fall for Joker challenging him to a manly competition. Namely, Joker offered the kid a bottle and told him if he could down the whole thing, he'd forfiet. Last anyone saw of Roger, he was flying on a high trajectory out of the arena stands after pinching Sofia's....ah....after pinching Sofia, while Joker walked off, laughing, the mostly-full bottle still in hand. Joker: 30 |