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Ghaleon vs Royce
T.G. Nevareh This is something along the lines of Zio fighting the Profound Darkness, Izlude fighting Vormav, or half the army of the Jowston League of City-States versus Luca Blight at full strength. Royce, vile tribesman and seer(?), is fighting Ghaleon, Magic Emperor and Dragonmaster to the False Althena. Ghaleon has previously exhibited the fact that he only really loses in one-on-one combat to enemies who are strong against or immune to magic, which Royce is not. Royce is also, like Xenobia, fanatically devoted to the Magic Emperor, and has previously served as one of his underlings. ... I tried very, very hard to give situations in which Tir could defeat Ghaleon last season, but I honestly can't think of any aside from fashion contest, and even then it would be iffy because Ghaleon has the Bishounen-Elf thing going for him. Ghaleon wins, hands down. Ghaleon: 68 
Cecilia Lyne Adelhyde vs Myria
Sei "I still can't believe you won against her! I was practically dead when she pulled out that one-two combo of hers! I mean, how did you…" Cecilia continued biting into her hamburger while she half-listened to Jack rant on and on about her latest win. It seemed like she was walking through a dream. Once she was just some low Heavy that some saw as more suitable for Middle, losing to duelers like Precis. Now… after many nights of practicing her spells, honing her abilities with them and learning the evil tricks she could do, she was finally a true Godlike, capable of slicing through one of the most competitive Heavy seasons with ease and defeating some of the league’s original Godlikes. "Maybe I’m just stronger than you, Jack." She cheerfully said, effectively turning the swordsman’s healthy flesh colored skin tone to one best described as angry red. “Like hell I’m weaker than some royal! Just you wait, princess, when I get in again, I’m going to win that Heavy championship, get in Godlike, and get my position as the highest ranked dueler from our Filgaia back! I’ll even beat Yunalesca just to show you how it’s done! And…" "Oh, will you look at that!" Cecilia suddenly said after polishing off the last of the sandwiched beef products she’d ordered. "My match is about to start. Sorry to run boys, but I’ve got a goddess to beat." "I’m not done with you yet, Princess! Rudy, don’t just sit there smiling like some silly goof! Are you going to accept the way she just…" The voices gradually disappeared as she walked away from the cafeteria and made her way to the arena with a feeling of euphoria. A sorceress that many had dismissed as a quirky Heavy spoiler and nothing more in the earlier days, she was now being considered as a possible Godlike champion. All she had to do was defeat Myria, and no one will be able to stop her from getting the much coveted title. She bumped into a figure, breaking out of her reverie. Blinking a bit to get her bearings straight, she looked up to see a very attractive looking man. "Um… Sorry about tha-" SHINK She neither saw his hand move, nor the sword that it held until it had embedded itself into her chest up to the hilt. Thankfully, years of fighting demons and various duelers had rid her of the go-in-shock-and-wonder-what-the-hell-just-happened habit and she reflexively pushed her body off the blade while chanting a Heal spell at the same time. Ramirez frowned, and with practiced ease, slit Cecilia’s throat with surgical precision. Lacking a voice to finish the spell, the sorceress fell to the floor gasping. "Lord Galcian sends his congratulations on your first win, Magician." The Silvite said to Cecilia while she lay in a pool of her own blood. "He hopes to one day meet you in the arena again and reclaim the Aeon that is rightfully his." After kneeling down and using Cecilia’s jacket to clean his blade of blood, Ramirez turned to leave for his match. "Welcome to Godlike." Cecilia Lyne Adelhyde: 26 CmdrKing
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Ramirez vs Seymour
superaielman Ramirez, for all that he's a briliant fighter, expert boss killer, and all around badass godlike, has a flaw: fangirls. Especially ones who like to see him in.. ah..states of undress. Seymour knows this, of course. So when the draw of judges consisted of Brahne, Alys, Rikku, and Quistis, no one was really surprised. Nor was the requirement that Ramirez fight shirtless in a mudpit a shock to anyone. What was a shock is that Ramirez somehow managed to kill all the judges before security could even react. Oh well. At least it took Fou-Lu, Melfice, and Berle to restrain and subdue Ramirez. It's something to brag about when the body cast comes off. Ramirez: 24 
Bosch vs Fei Fong Wong
CmdrKing The hero with the power of a god, and his seemingly superior but hopelessly outpowered rival. Sure, Fei and Bosch are from different games, but the same principal applies. Of course, you might question which one had the better opposition. Fei beat down Ramsus many a time, but one must remember, Ramsus did win once. That's pretty good. Bosch managed to actually tie his rival, obtaining his own dragon, and still managed to lose. So Ryu's doing pretty good too. Then you look at that analysis and realize that Bosch has a perfect losing record. Looks like Fei's match to me. Bosch: 18
Millenia vs Kratos Aurion
RadLink5 Kratos gets the first attack, and does an all physical combo. The combo is strong enoguh to take out any PC with average or less HP and physical defense. Millenia has lower than average HP and horrible physical defense. Doesn't look to good for Millenia. Millenia: 26 CmdrKing
Edea Kramer vs Tidus
superaielman Edea eyed the young man facing her with an.. apprective eye. "Hello, Tidus." Edea held out a hand to him. "Don't you wish to join me?" Tidus flinched at that. He remembered what had happened to the Red haired hero last week. "W.what?! Stay away from me, you pervert!" Dropping his sword and running, Tidus ran out of the arena, looking for Yuna. Chuckling, Edea took the win. As she was prepared to leave with her bodyguard, a rather large looking creature materialzied in front of the exit. Edea gasped, as she knew what that was. "Anima!" Knowing she had no time, she quickly struck out at the creature with an ice spell, to little effect. The red haired hero charged Anima with a wordless cry, but was crushed utterly by a single swipe of her massive hand. Edea took several steps back, until her back bumped into a wall. "Keep your hands off my man." Yuna looked quite calm, as Anima closed the distance between herself and Edea, one step at a time... Edea Kramer: 42 
Feena vs Lulu
superaielman "Mmmph. You have a mutual interest in Feena losing?" Lulu gave the arrogant esper opposite her a cold stare. Finding Rune hadn't been easy, but it would be worth it. "Just come and stand by the ring." Rune's smile was certainly charming, and almost certainly wasted on Lulu. "I'll be glad. That fool's woman has stopped me for long enough. Payback is in order. Perhaps we can get to know each other after this." "Perhaps." -- Lulu stood at attention, watching as Rune filed into the stands, right behind Feena. Surprisingly, Justin wasn't there. Seeing Rune in place, she shrugged and glided over towards Feena. "Want to bet?" Without another word, Lulu fired off a doublecast Flare at Rune, oblierating the Esper on the spot. The medics had Rune back on his feet quickly enough, but he was obviously battered by the attack. "How.. how is that legal?! Disquailify he- ARG!" Another brutal set of Flares fell on Rune, knocking him out again. As the medics attempted to revive Rune once again, Lulu glided over to the refs. "There's.. nothing wrong with what I did, was there?" "Nothing, as far as I can see." Judge Edge was leering at Lulu, enjoying the view and the beating on Rune. "No infraction." Baal's face glowered at Feena and Rune, obviously annoyed at what happened. "Hey! That wasn't fair!" Justin's face lit up in outrage... only to be frozen to the ground. "I'll take over from here." Celia threw the shadow stitched Justin out of the way, and sat down in his spot. "No foul." Feena's faced hardened a bit, and she nodded grimly. "Fine." Turning around, she glared at Rune, who was just beginning to reach his feet. She reached the very end of the arena, and was preparing to launch an attack. No one got to see which attack was used, as Feena was knocked off balance.. and out of the ring, by a push from a tiny little moogle. Smiling at Rune, Lulu fired off another set of double Flares, knocking out Rune yet again. Claiming victory, Lulu looked calm, as she walked out of the arena. "The bet was to see if I could win without casting a single spell on you." Feena: 30 CmdrKing
Ephraim vs Presea Combatir
SageAcrin Axe>Spears. No, it's not quite what you think. You see, Fire Emblem does have a strange weapon triangle, but that's not what's referenced here. Ephraim entered the arena with his legendary lance, Seigmund, brilliantly shining, it's power to destroy evil evident to all that looked at it. Presea entered the arena with Diablos. The massively evil, living, Devil Arm. Normally, this isn't optimal for her-Presea isn't the type to massacre hundreds of people/animals just to get a shiny weapon, after all. But this case was special. For, as the battle began, Ephraim lunged at Presea, hoping to take advantage of his speed to quickly end the match... ...And Presea thrust her axe directly in the way. ...Which promptly ate Seigmund. Needless to say, Ephraim forfeited and Presea went on to the next match. Unfortunatly, L'arachel heard about the whole thing, and, out of random curiousity, snuck into Presea's room and used a Hammerne Stave on the axe. Which still had the chewed up Seigmund inside. So now the Seigmund is restored, albiet covered in a coat of slime no one's willing to clean off, L'arachel has an absolute hatred of animate weapons and some bite marks on her arms, Diablos has a dislocated lower jaw, and Ephraim still has no clue exactly what happened. So, Axe>Spear>Axe, evidently. And remember, Hammerne Staves are a good form heartburn medicine....if, that is, you want to cause it. Ephraim: 23 CmdrKing
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Worker 8 vs Greco
Halbarad Greco headed for the arena with some apprehensions of dread. The wrestler was no fool, and knew he stood little chance against his current foe - the scuttlebutt among the fighters was that the robot was on the fast track for a championship, and he was considered little more than a speedbump on that track. Still, he had to at least make an effort - it was rare that a member of his cast made it even as far as the second round, and he was determined to make the best showing he could. Upon entering the arena for his match, Greco winced slightly - Worker 8 was already present, and wearing an apron. Tales of the previous week's match had grown in the telling, and while he didn't THINK there were any recipes that involved people, he didn't want to find out if the 'bot was prepared to try to create one. They'd found enough of Peco's bulb among the leftovers to revive him without too much trouble, although the onion-like pugilist would definitely be out of action for several seasons regrowing and recuperating. The wrestler entered the arena, nodding to his opponent. On getting closer, it was revealed that Worker 8 wasn't just wearing an apron, he was holding a tray full of food - enchiladas, from the look of things. Distrustful of this, Greco shook his head. "You will not trap me so easily, muchacho - I will do my best to win!" And so the match began. Not waiting for Worker to begin the attack, Greco rushed for the bot, delivering a punishing series of blows, all the while tensing for the inevitable counter - which never landed, the robot only shifting his stance long enough to keep the tray in his hands from slipping. Shaking off his confusion, Greco came at the Zodiac-powered golem once again, with much the same results. "What is your game, compadre?" he said in some consternation, after a partiuclarly brutal series of attempted throws - even he couldn't pull off a suplex on a half-ton machine - left Worker 8 doing little more than rocking on its feet. The robot's only response was to extend the tray towards Greco. Shaking his head, Greco resumed his assault, with much the same results as before. Finally, with a sigh of disgust, he relented. "All right, all right, I'll try one of your enchiladas, mi amigo." Picking up the fork stationed on the tray, Greco took a cautious bite. "Hey, not bad! A bit spicy, but pretty good." Greco quickly finished off the first of the enchiladas, then shook his head. "All right, now fight me, mach-" He never finished his sentence. A sharp burning sensation behind his breastbone was the only warning he had before he burst into flames - quite literally. The few spectators laughed as the wrestler ran around in a circle for a moment, trailing flames before the League's medical team finally doused him - it being quite evident that Greco would be in no condition to continue the fight in any event. The investigation of the events surrounding the match turned up only one clue - a recipe titled "Thermonuclear Hot Sauce", with most of the remainder of the blurred or burnt beyond readability. The telltale card, along with two empty crates labeled as habanero peppers, were the only items left in Worker 8's locker rooms after the match. The investigators are still looking into the details... Worker 8: 67 the jp
Raine Sage vs Lo Wen
Alanna82 Lo Wen gets another Mage this week. XD. Poor Raine, you cant do anything when Silent Laked. Raine Sage: 24 
Lilka Eleniak vs Lilly Pendragon
Grefter Attrition battles are always boring for onlookers. Matches more akin to perverse torture sessions as one dueller carves into the other while slowly exhausting themselves as the victor spends more time healing wounds than not. Lilka is one of the most proficient attrition fighters in the DL thanks to being a mage with a large selection of spells and not having to worry about mana. All this put together means absolutely no one turns up to her matches. So no one saw her commit the bloody crim. Lilka was in something of a hurry and just decided to pilfer a gun and shoot Lilly in the change rooms and drag the body into the Arena declaring herself the winner. Well it worked and no body cared enough to question why Lilly had been double tapped in the back of her head or the strange symbols carved into her body in a ritualistic manner. Lilka Eleniak: 35 
Marle (Nadia Guardia) vs Adray Lasbard
CmdrKing The Chiketsu star was still fuming weeks later. Some old man had bested her. Jeane. Years of planning, wasted. Vengence was in order. And so Jeane had pondered and pondered. How best to exact the revenge, yet still maintain her carefully crafted image. Just anything wouldn't do... --- The day of the match arrived. Adray sat in his room, idly ticking away the minutes and wondering if the DL was somehow populated entirely by women, when there was a knock at his door. "What is it? I'm busy." A breathy giggle was just audible. "Oh, but I'm just dying to see you again." The old man smiled. "Ah, Miss Jeane was it? Come in, come in!" And so she did. But she wasn't alone; two other, not-quite identical women followed. "What's this?" "Hee hee. I thought the... rest of the clan would be interested in you." "Well then, what did you all want?" The first Jeane giggled again. "We're here to work on your Runes. Just lie back, and it won't hurt a bit..." --- After the match, Jeane decided she'd go thank her conspirator. After all, just one Jeane couldn't have removed every Rune on Adray's body in less than 15 minutes. Wide-eyed as always, Viki spoke first. "Hi! I'm Viki. You look just like my friend Jeane." "Hee hee. She sent me to thank you." "That was sweet. Did she like seeing all her friends?" "Very much so. Be sure to stop by if you ever want someone to look at your... runes." She giggled in the way only Jeane could. "Aww, that's so thoughtful..." Marle (Nadia Guardia): 44 Maxmagnus20019
Evil Gaia vs Alfred Schroedinger
superaielman "Ooo..." Evil Gaia was a sad sight to behold. Staggering around in a bar reserved for light combatants. Even in such a sad watering hole, Evil Gaia got no respect. Fighters just kicked him out of the way, and even the lowest of mages laughed at his attempts to lash out physically. "I am teh bset! Not even Suikoden losers can beath me!"` The bar went dead silent at this. A large bear looking man walked up to Evil Gaia, and laughed in his face. Viktor pointed the Star Dragon Sword at Evil, and laughed. "I think you've overextended your welcome." --- Todd sat next to young master Alfred. "Remember, just hit high and hard, and it'll be over fast. This.. thing.. has a reputation for being an exceptionally bad fight. Go get him, young master." Alfred just grinned, and ran off to the arena, backpack and dynamite at the ready. Todd gasped as Evil Gaia lurched into the ring. Half a dozen weapons were stuck throughout his massive body, with the Star Dragon Sword planted firmly in his skull. He also reeked of cheap alcohol. Wasting no time, Alfred staggered over to the massive beast, dynamite in hand. "Here comes the boom!" Tossing a stick of dynamite at Evil Gaia's chest, Alfred waited for the villian to collapse. Which he promptly did. Right on top of Alfred. This crushed the poor young lad in every sense of the word, as the last effort of EVIL cost him his second DL victory. Evil Gaia: 34 
Kent vs Sheena Fujibayashi
SageAcrin Ahhh, friends. Useful things, most of the times. Sometimes, such a large pain. In Kent's case, the pain is all over. You see, as Kent rode into the arena, his arms shining, his spear braced for battle... ...He found a very annoyed Sheena slapping Sain upside the head. This is pretty normal for Kent. Half the women in the army he was in had done this, either verbally or physically. So, Kent rode up, and started to berate Sain. And didn't notice the slight shimmering around Sheena when he dragged Sain out of the arena before the match. So, a few attacks later, Kent was blasted unconcious by Origin and Sheena went on to the next round. Who knew getting hit on counts for Overlimits, as well as getting hit? ...Well, besides Zelos. But no one ever asks him anything. Kent: 22 CO Cheddar
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Virginia Maxwell vs Flare
Sei Virginia could have won this. Really. She could have. Except her entire wardrobe, from socks to dresses, had been torn apart and reeking with doggy wee-wee when she woke up, and she wasn't exactly going to walk around the League in her nightgown, not with all the perverts roaming around. Her land line had also been mysteriously chewed in half, and her cell phone had gone missing so she couldn't just call her friends for a spare. If Maya was here, she could have asked her for some clothes, but she had been spending the entire week partying with her crew, celebrating her brother's first win. And thus, Virginia moped in her room, while Flare was announced the winner. And in the audience seatings for the Flare vs. Virginia match, a diminuitive figure smiled an evil little grin while he watched the Obel princess advance to the next round. 'Such is the fate of those who oppose Chima, the Devil star,' he barked to himself before walking away with his gang of five. Virginia Maxwell: 20 LegendaryCountryBoy
Mystina vs Opera Vectra
T.G. Nevareh If Opera beats Lezard, Opera beats Mystina. VP mages are ridiculously similar and Lezard has a boss form that Mystina lacks. Then there's the fact that Lezard killed Mystina and, in a one-on-one, Lezard would probably once again come out on top against Mystina. Mystina doesn't have ANYTHING going for her that Lezard didn't have and more. I mean, Lezard can even finegle spells every turn and Great Magic due to his Boss status and Opera beat him. Mystina will just be a more scantily-clad version of the same fight over again. Mystina: 16 hooah
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