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Valdorick Ryu has experience fighting big horses. While Droguza is stronger then the horse two brothers, and has a stronger morph, Ryu can turn into the Kaiser dragon, far better than… What ever that… thing Droguza became… Ryu: 40 Dark Holy Elf They say every dog has his day. Too bad Scias' was sixteen seasons ago, and he's not likely to get another until his next trip across a divisional border. Even matched up against a Godlike whose DL credits include losing to Anastasia Valeria and Albert freaking Simon, he's completely out of his league, here. Scias for Heavy! Lloyd: 35 CmdrKing Each swordswoman entered the arena, looking somewhere well beyond the cheering crowds of other duellers, friends, assorted perverts. Anastasia spoke first. "It's funny. Maybe it's fate." Lenneth shifted a little, defensive. "What do you mean?" Anastasia was motionless. "Have you ever heard of a Doppelgänger?" Puzzled, the Valkyrie quoted. "The night is still, the streets are quiet. In this house lived my Love... She has left this city long ago, yet her house is still standing here. There I also see a man, standing and staring into the heavens... Wringing his hands in violent grief. I shudder when I behold his face... The moon reveals to me my own likeness. You Doppelgänger, you pale companion! Why do you mimic my anguish that tormented me at this place for so many nights in the past?" Anastasia nodded. "Do you understand? It would be a pity to draw out a battle with someone who might be a reflection in the mirror." Lenneth set herself, ready for battle. "A single pass, then? The first to fall shall admit defeat?" The sword magess raised the Argethlam. "Agreed." She smiled a bit. "Besides, a longer battle might invite... disaster." It lasted but a second. One instant, the two chatted like old friend. The next, blades locked, the flash of steel and dust of the floor obscuring everything. A moment later, Anastasia fell, and Lenneth sheathed her sword. "I have won this round. We will have to face one another again in better circumstances, Anastasia." Quickly exiting the arena before the crowd could realize it was over, Anastasia thought to herself "we must indeed, Lenneth. We must indeed." Lenneth Valkyrie: 45 Tide Ness has crazy offense, powerful magic, tons of healing, HP and status to boot. That being said, unless he can stop Petrify, Terra goes first and casts Break, winning the match. Pity. Ness: 20 CompmanJX3
SageAcrin Some matches are simple. In this case, it was a simple matchup. A dragoon against a dragon. The former is a human who has manifested the raw power of a dragon into an incredible fury of power. The latter is what the former's trying to cosplay. Needless to say, this didn't go well for Doel. It didn't go perfectly, though. Have you ever seen a dragon with a broken tooth? That armor of Doel's is hard. And it's hard to get a dentist for someone that can eat you. There's no trust anymore. Zog: 37 Dark Holy Elf Ahh, Darksol. What a classic evil villain you are. Darksol knew Eirika's weakness; the young woman was far too naive, too easily moved to pity her enemy. Darksol had only to spread rumours about how weak he was (though he was slightly alarmed by just how WELL these rumours spread...) and plead with Eirika to not fight him. "I'm but a weak old man," he said feebly as their match began. "I have no desire whatsoever to fight; I'm only here because the DL hired a contingent of Ryus to ensure I showed up for my scheduled match. Please, I know you're of a like mind, let's settle this peacefully." And wouldn't you know it, Eirika lowered her sword. She had no desire to injure an innocent man (even in a world with seemingly limitless healing), and suggested that they settle the match with a coinflip. Really, Darksol should have taken this offer. It was the best he could have hoped for. But, Darksol is, as was mentioned earlier, a classic evil villain. And the other main hallmark of a classic evil villain, other than hatching despicable, underhanded plans, is just being a plain ol' dumbass. No, he attacked Eirika. With her guard down, he was not only able to get off a Demon Breath, but he was able to pluck Sieglinde from the young woman's hands, hurling it out of the arena. Having reduced Eirika to her simple Rapier, and having gained a sneak attack, he knew that the match was now one-sided. Of course, he was right. And to the surprise of approximately... oh, one person present, Eirika promptly made with the lightning-swift flesh-poking, and claimed her first DL victory. The day wasn't all embarassing failure for Darksol, though. After the match and the attention from the DL clerics, he DID go and beat up on some puppies. Well, one puppy. Who was technically already beaten up from her match with Maria Balthasar. And he did later end up climbing a tree to escape from a pack of ravenous wolves chasing him (or so he claimed; it was, of course, in fact the other four Budehuc dogs). But still! Tricking a heroine, assaulting a cute furry animal... life doesn't get much better for a classic evil villain, does it? Darksol: 17 Tidus Andronicus
Valdorick Darc is cool and all, but all the coolness in the world won’t save you from a random number/type of stats effects. Darc: 9 Tide Steiner > Laguna Laguna > Adel Therefore, Steiner logically beats out Adel. Unfortunately, Laguna didn't win because of battle prowess (of which he fails at); its because he managed to win through a series of tricks. And to do it, he had a ton of technology, other rebellion members and two competent friends to boot. Steiner at most has a Tin Armor, a sword, and 8 other clumsy knights who probably don't even know how to operate a computer. Adel: 49 Tide In the Mario universe, everytime Toadstool is kidnapped, Bowser is soundly trounced by the moustached plumber. This goes without saying. So you would think that he would stand a much better chance in a 1 on 1 duel. Unfortunately, for Bowser, it seems no matter where he goes, he will always get shafted. 1) Buyable Fearless Pins take out his most threatening status 2) Poison in the SMRPG FAILS. Terribly at that. 3) He's given the worst equipment set available in his game It then really makes you wonder why Peach always gets kidnapped. Maybe Bowser is a supreme strategist. That, or maybe Peach just enjoys riding in the Koopa King's Clown Car >_>. After all, there's no better way to cruise on the streets in style than hopping like a rabbit! Princess Toadstool: 52 Lyndis
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SageAcrin It was a horrific scene. Ptolomea, covered in feathers, struggling to get to his feet. Kashell, brutally dismembered. A crowd of screaming, frightened people. What could have caused this horrible scene? Desolisian Penguins. As soon as the battle began, a flock of them surged into the arena, shredding and tearing their way into Kashell, before the stunned Ptolomea could so much as move. Amazingly, however, Ptolomea was quick-witted enough to save himself. While he did get attacked, he managed to save himself by using a bystander in the stands as a shield, seizing him in his massive claw-type weapon and holding him in front of him to take the brunt of the assault, then finally tossing him into the stands, where the blood-thirsty penguins flocked to reach him. Ptolomea then slowly struggled out of the arena, the last man standing in the match, as the crowd attempted to vainly fight off the birds of hell. Eventually, after about half the arena's death(And later revival.), the birds were subdued. Unfortunatly for them, they managed to kill most of the kinder Godlikes, so it was people such as Kefka and Piastol and Ghaleon that finally brought them down. Cajun Fried Dezolisian Penguin was sold for weeks at a league cafeteria. (It took a while to sell. Too fatty for most people.) Ptolomea did indeed win the match, of course, but he made a vital mistake in tactics. The stunned person he had hauled out of the crowd was Tidus. A few days later, Ptolomea was seen flying into low-orbit. No one ever proved who caused this, and Ptolomea had a serious case of amnesia-and paralysis, which the healers are still working on-occur upon landing. (Also a serious case of death, but that turns out to be easier to fix.) --- "It is strange, isn't it?" Kuja said, sipping his drink. "Ueeeheeehee! Who cares! It livened up a dull day, frying those chickens." Kefka said, laughing. -No, it is a question worth asking.- Mewtwo "said", levitating his glass of seltzer water in front of him. -Why would Dezolisian Penguin attacks be so common in the Duelling League, and not on their own home world?- "You ridiculous cat, things happen." Kefka said, irritably. "Doesn't matter, the important thing is how you deal with them, and those birds were dealt with." -But...there is another way to...hmmm.- Mewtwo pondered. -I think...never mind. It doesn't matter, you are right.- Mewtwo "said", glancing momentarily at another table, an action neither Kuja nor Kefka caught. -I shall leave you two now.- He thought to them, floating away. "Strange cat. Waiter, more wine over here! And order me a pizza, and be sure to polish these boots when you get back! Ueeeheeehee!" Kefka said, laughing happily. --- "Hahahaa. They still haven't noticed any patterm. Well, then, that's all to the good." Lezard Valeth said, poring over a book on his table: "Avian Psychology: The Summoning and Control of Mystical Birds", co-written by Luc and Shiho. "Now, when these penguins mysteriously "randomly attack" some of the matches I'm in, no one will ever notice, and certainly no one will fault me for using illegal powers to quickly leave, after my opponent has been disposed of. All it will take is one or two more tests, and I shall rule this puny division! And from there, it will only be a few more steps back to the Godlike I rightfully belong in! Aahahahahaha!" Lezard said, laughing. -As I suspected.- Mewtwo thought to himself, able to hear Lezard's thoughts clearly as he slowly floated by his room. -This shall prove useful to me.- Mewtwo thought, quietly chuckling, as he floated off. Kashell: 16 superaielman Edge sipped an elixir in his room, compliating things. Watari had certainly done his fair share of perversion and badassery this week. It'd be near impossible to top that.. not to mention that Sheena would likely have his head if he made a pass at his mother. "Mmm. I'll have to lay off the perversion. Doesn't mean I can't have a bit of fun.." --- The arena was packed rafter to rafter. There had been less popluated Godlike finals. Everyone wanted to see what the graceful, dangerous ninja prince would do in his latest match. The crowd waited with baited breath as Edge came out... ..Instead of in his usual ninja garb, in fancy unarmored clothes. He had on a full mask covered with rose designs, and he only had one weapon on, a claw. Without wasting a second, Edge ran... straight towards a wall! The crowd gasped as Edge -bounced- off the wall, and flew at Eileen at high speed. Barely grazing her with the Catclaw, Edge quickly went to work. Bouncing off walls, he blurred around the arena, a fury of motion. Thirty seconds later, a panting Edge stood in the middle of the ring. Eileen lay in her son's arms, sleeping and only slightly damaged by a scratch from a claw. Royce, Xenobia, Cleo, and Alys lay in the center of the ring, completely undressed. They were layed on in the shape of an E, with dazed looks on all their faces. Bowing to the crowd and enjoying the standing ovation he recevied, Edge quickly accepted his win and got out of the arena before any of the few dozen people who wanted him dead could get his hands on him. --- Alys and the other girls furiously argued with the refs, claiming that Edge had stepped out of the ring once the fight had started, counting in a ring out. However, upon further video review provided by the TimeLord, it turned out that Edge hadn't touched the ground once in his flurry of activity, resulting in his actions being perfectly legal. Of course, Edge had made mortal enemies out of two godlike females, a woman who had already kicked his ass once, and anyone who called themselves allies of those women. But hey, at least he didn't offend Sheena! Eileen: 17 Tide Remember how in the prolouge movie of Wild ARMS, Alhazad singlehandly takes down all 7 of the Fenril Knights? It's going to be the same thing all over again. Except this time, Caellach is by his lonesome. Something tells me that burning feeling Caellach is going to feel isn't Alhazad Symphony ringing in his ears, but a laser shot to the face. Alhazad: 36 SageAcrin Joshua Kain was excited. "Allllright! This is the first chance in this league I've had to wreck anything! And Dragons are just as good as any machine!" It was true. By some strange quirk, Kain could, in fact, use his Wrecking skills on dragons, on his homeworld. It was inexplicable-they didn't especially look mechanical-but true. And Kain was sure it'd work here, on other dragons. He was right, too. As Bleu hurtled towards him, preparing to strike, Kain cast his Brose spell, and watched as Bleu suddenly slumped in mid-flight. He was so delighted that it never actually occured to him to move. Bleu promptly smashed him in the chest. He fell directly backwards, smashed his head against the floor, and went out like a light. The judges puzzled this match out for a while. You see, it's a classic decision (Though, perhaps, one not always held to.) that suicide attacks result in a draw or a loss on the person suiciding-after all, they died first. It's not universal-Bosses, for instance, often win this way. Most of the time, the judges simply force the suiciding person to act as Sten or Brahne's personal masseuse(Depending on the sex of the offender.) for a few weeks, after making the call, so it simply does not come up much. However, Bleu hadn't used a suicide attack, and his blow had started first... So, Bleu, despite being dead and Kain being alive at the end of the match, had successfully won. At last check, Kain placed a want ad for a person to kick him in the ass repeatedly. I guess he got tired of doing it himself. Bleu: 21 superaielman Sten came to the arena with his usual chorus of boos. Ignoring this, Sten waved to the fans and prepared to fight. In the crowd he saw a woman with blonde hair sitting by herself. "Lot of women around.. she's plenty fine enough." Sten approched her with a smile, and quickly wrapped an arm around her. "I'm the fleas knees, honey!" The cold look on the woman's face quickly convinced Sten that perhaps he should focus on other matters first. Sten stood outside of the ring, about to step in. to his surprise, he felt a light tap on the shoulder. Whirling around, he expected to see a grinning Eileen standing in front of him. But no, nothing of the sort. The only thing in front of him was an angry looking Sheena, holding a bucket of water. "That was my MOTHER, you monkey!" Throwing the bucket of water stunned Sten, and soaked him to the bone. Sheena quickly threw Sten into the ring, where a smiling Franz stood. With a thumbs up to Sheena, Franz smiled and firing off a Soaring Bolt at the still soaking monkey. The results were not pretty, and Sten once again tasted defeat in the first round of combat. Of course, it was pretty funny to all the women who had gathered in the arena to see a pervert get his just desert! Sten: 31 superaielman It was an.. unusual arena. Only a handful of fighters and one very bored security guard stood watching. However, the arena was full with little girls, coming to watch one of their own and a cute puppy wage war. Maria and Connie exchanged blows. Well, 'blows'. Light taps would be more accurate, as the two looked to be more playing than fighting. Sadly for Connie, the young puppy had just tripped over Maria's feet, knocking her out cold. With the sound of the bell marking the end of the fight, the crowd stretched and prepared to leave.. "Bwahahaha!" An evil sounding laughter penetrated the arena. A white haired man with wings quickly knocked out the secruity guard and pushed his way to the arena. The few fighters who stood in the arena were easily crushed by Albedo. Nothing stood his way. "Oh yes. Lots of prime Ma Peche in the arena today. With everything sealed up.. there's going to be a lot of fun to be had!" --- Relm's eyes wided in horror at the spectacle in front of her. All but one of the fighters who had been watching the bout were knocked out by Albedo, and the security guard was beyond help. Looking around in a panic, Relm saw only one man who was still in the arena and unhurt. He stood snoring louding around a sea of empty seats. It didn't take Relm long to notice the highland armor the man was wearing.. --- Luca stood drowsing in the middle of the arena. The promised little girl bloodsport had turned out to be a disapointment. "Someone will pay.." It hadn't taken the highland prince long to doze off. He didn't expect to be woken by a little girl with a brush, yelling at him. "Hey, you! That man over there's a pervert! He's going to hurt us all!" Luca glared at the girl. "Talk fast, piglet. I don't care about that." The little girl puffed up, and got out her brush. "Do I have to paint it out for you what he said about you?" Relm quickly sketched a scene where Albedo stood in the middle of the arena. He had just won a godlike title. "No one can stop me. I'm the best!" Relm put her brush away. "He thinks because he has a title, that he's better than you. Tougher. Stronger." Luca needed no more encouragement. Getting up with a snarl, he grabbed his sword and ran for Albedo. "TIME TO DIE, PIG!" It was a horrific slaughter, of course. The little girls cheered as Luca destroyed the pervert and stormed out of the arena, bound and determined to make someone pay for forcing him to endure this. While stranger things have happened in the arena, Luca Blight ending up as a hero for every little girl in the duelling league certainly ranks up there on the weirdness chart. Connie: 15 Alanna82
SageAcrin *Two days before the match.* "...you have to be kidding." Watari said flatly. "It's true, damn you." Ayame said. "Look, I don't see any reason to help you, but this is true, and if it happens to the guy that beat me, it will reflect poorly on me. That's all." Ayame said, walking off. "Wait." Watari said. "You honestly expect me to believe the judges have set up a bathing suit contest just to make me look bad?" "It's a ninja thing. Godlikes are all afraid of Edge's growing power, so they keep any male ninjas that could get too successful down. Especially a few particular Godlikes. You know which I mean. Now I'm getting out of here before anyone sees us together." Ayame said, walking off. "...she could be preparing a trap." Watari said, watching her walk off. "...Yet somehow, I doubt it. Piastol's one of the judges, and Orlandu's another...and...Zelos Wilder is yet another, for this match. Hmm. I suppose this will be difficult, but it shouldn't be impossible..." --- A number of mysterious occurances happened, just hours before the match. Orlandu was found hanging upside down in his room. When questioned, he babbled something about shadowy demons and passed out. Later tests appeared to show that he had eaten hallucinagenic mushrooms. There were no mushrooms in the room. Orlandu stated that all he'd eaten in the last few hours was a candy bar, and that a massive demon easily battered aside all his efforts at self-defense and tied him up. No one believed him. He was in no state to judge Watari's match. Zelos was found, shrieking at the top of her lungs. Zelos had had a spell revert him back to his normal self after a certain disastrous assult on a barrier. The transformation spell that had converted him into a woman turned out to be impossible to remove. It was simply too strong. But he could have a normal form-changing spell cast on top of it, which was basically the same thing...except prone to normal dispelling magic. Somehow it had mysteriously been dispelled, and Zelos absolutely refused to be seen in public like this again, for many reasons.. (One of the least of which being that no one could really take a female Zelos seriously when the last time most had seen her was with tears in her eyes, chocolate pudding in her hair, and both hands desperately trying to keep on a top that Presea had ripped off while smashing her way out of a certain massive pudding fight-Presea hadn't waited long enough to see why a woman was calling her hunny, she simply reacted while fleeing.) Loki was found in his room, evidently unharmed, at first. Then people realized he was speaking entirely in spoonerisms. Loki hadn't even noticed. Nor did he notice when people pointed it out to him. In fact, no one's pinpointed what's caused this or how to fix it. At any rate, it would have made judging near-impossible for him. Piastol was, to her incredible embarassment, found naked in her room. Evidently, all of her clothes had been stolen while she took a nap. Seeing as how she had been wearing clothes at the time, this was quite an achievement. She could have dealt with this better if she wasn't, surprisingly(?), incredibly shy-as it was, she adamantly refused to open the door. She finally got someone to teleport clothes into her room, but she was far too late to get to the match by then. As for Tao? She was in her room, unharmed and unchanged, and reading a book when she was told the judges were all incapacitated one way or the other. Tao, sensing the winds of change with impressive speed, sent a forfeit back with the messenger, and went back to her book. All of the judges knew who really had humiliated them, of course. But taking out their frustration on him would have meant it would have gotten out that they had randomly smashed a Light. And then people would have asked why, and looked into the matter. So, for one rationalized reason or another-or, in Piastol's case, simply being brutally truthful to herself-they all forgot this ever happened, and went on with their lives. Whispers may have been heard, but at least it wasn't public. --- "You know I know you did it." Edge stated, shaking his head at Watari's denials. "Hmph. Useful for you. Are you finished?" Watari said, shrugging. "Why can't you take a compliment?" Edge said, puzzled. "All I said was that I was impressed." "Because, assuming that I had done these incredible feats you claim I did-which I deny-it would have been your fault I was forced to them. I hate effort without profit." Watari turning his back on Edge. "Wait! At least let me buy you a drink. I know it's not much, but it's at least some profit." Edge said. "...make it a night's worth of drinks, and you have a deal." Watari said, turning back to Edge, who involuntarily took a step backwards, his jaw dropping. Amazingly, Watari wore a small smile. "After all, it was rather fun. There's some profit in that." Tao: 17 |