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Sephiroth vs Lucia
CmdrKing The crowd gathered silently for the last Godlike match of the day, Sephiroth vs Lucia. Normally it would be a smallish crowd, since it was an unholy one-sided slaughter, but Lucia seemed to have attracted all of her castmates, which is a lot of Suikodenites. Lucia appeared first, her stance a little more aggressive than usual. Apparently she wasn't going down without a fight. Sephiroth, meanwhile, seemed to have opted not to use his more potent angelic forms and appeared au naturale, signature Masamune already evident. Showing uncharacteristic showmanship, Sephy set himself for a singular pass, samurai-style. Shockingly, Lucia deflected the blow. Even as the Soldier turned to continue the battle, Lucia launched an attack of her own, an eruption of flame that staggered her foe immensely. As the One-Winged one launched into an ever more vicious succession of blows, the crowd 'ooh'ed and 'aah'ed as Lucia deflected them with a grace seldom seen. Sephiroth's onslaught slowed as he tried to find an opening, only to earn him another blast of scorching magic. Reeling, Sephiroth bit out a question. "Who are you? Lucia wouldn't be able to dodge my blade like this." Rather than answering, Lucia struck out at Sephiroth, and to the shock of all, he fell. The unthinkable had happened as Lucia, oft considered one of the weakest Godlikes, felled the defending champion. Later, Lucia returned to her room, only to be greeted at the door by... Lucia. 'Lucia' pulled off her wig. "What did you think, mom?" The real Lucia smiled. "I was worried for a moment, I didn't think he'd actually toy around enough to lose like that." [Neither did I] a thought drifted into the room. Hugo blanched. "I think we've been had." Mewtwo remained expressionless as ever, though he gave off the distinct impression of smiling. [Oh, no, I knew who you were the moment the match started. But seeing Sephiroth knocked down a peg was well worth it, so we let you... carry on.] Lucia pulled out her whip casually. "And now?" [You've been disqualified, of course. I think that's punishment enough. Though you may want to return home for the rest of the Season.] Lucia shrugged and began to pack. "It was worth it." Hugo meanwhile was still panick stricken. "Wait! Everyone will know I dressed up as my own mother!" Mewtwo chuckled to himself. [I doubt anyone will hold it against you. You -did- beat Sephiroth. Perhaps you should do it for more of your matches?] The psychic floated off before he could catch Hugo's reply, still chuckling. Sephiroth: 82 
Chris Lightfellow vs Orlandu, Cidolfas
superaielman The Silver Maiden and Thundergod Cid stood in the ring. It was a friendly talk, with a pair of knights exchanging tips. With a handshake Orlandu nodded to Chris. "Crushing perverts is an easy task, if you've prepared the correct bait. Like so." "Armor won't help the heart stay sharp! Shellbust stab!" Instead of heavy armor, Chris suddenly stood in the middle of the arena dressed in.. not much. A sudden flash of Ninja appeared to make a quick grope.. and was stopped by Orlandu's mailed fist being where Chris's body was just a few seconds ago. "The true pervert will strike when given a chance, no matter how small." Orlandu threw the now dazed Edge into the air, and punted him clear out of the arena with a well placed foot. "That's why a knight must always be on her gua-.. Chris?" Orlandu looked around, and saw that Miss Lightfellow had already fled to the back, to avoid oogling. Shrugging, Orlandu sheathed Excalibur, and left the arena. A win is a win. Chris Lightfellow: 25 
Luca Blight vs X-Death
CmdrKing The day before the match, while pondering ways to call in minions as cannon fodder in the midst of battle, X-Death happened past the hall where Luca was training for their match. With a chainsaw. Enchanted by a perpetual flame. And a sprinkling of herbicide. Rather understandably, X-Death just skipped out on the match, locked himself in his castle (that is his summer castle, in the N-Zone), and muttered to himself in a half-crazed manner. But that wasn't enough to keep him safe. The pirate queen Kika, discovering X-Death was a bit outside regions she could take her ship, employed another assistant for the day, who was more than willing to help upon being asked. And so, in the most shockingly competent display of teleportation magic seen from Viki ever, Kika's ship launched a full volley of Soul Eater-powered Rune Cannon shells against the N-Zone, all of which actually ended up in the proper dimmension (and devestatingly close to their target). X-Death has gone through about 6 therapists already over the ordeal. He's apparently developed an irrational fear towards Suikoden. The Budehuc dogs now entertain themselves by chasing X-Death all around the local park. As for Ted and Kika, they'd had a good time exercising some frustration, and all things considered it couldn't have gone more smoothly. A feast was in order. And just as Viki sat down to her plate... Well, it was inevitable, wasn't it? Kika's ship and everyone on it (except, oddly, Sigurd, who fortunately was on the deck at the time. Maybe he'd actually read up on his history, which would be more of a fortune-telling... anyway, Sigurd was safeish) ended up, roughly, about 2 weeks in the future in Never-Neverland. Entire books could be written about the disasters to follow here, probably, but that's a story for another day. Luca Blight: 71 T.G. Nevareh
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TimeLord vs Piastol
Acheron Funny thing. Had Lamington beaten Piastol in the first place, he'd have been looking at a finals spot, and possibly even the championship. Now, TimeLord should have an easy route to the finals. Piastol is fast, but once OverDrive kicks in, seven GriffithScratches are gonna be overkill. Ah well :) TimeLord: 37
Maria Traydor vs Ultros
Taishyr I was almost tempted to vote for Maria, but then it occured to me that unless she were allowed earplugs, Imp Song would devastate. And there are no earplugs in SO3. Ultros wins. Maria Traydor: 43 
Cliff Fittir vs Wren
Pyro You know the funny thing about Cliff? He burns his own hit points to damage his enemies. Turns out Wren didn't even -need- to attack. He just healed occasionally and watched Cliff kill himself with his own moves. Guess we have to add "Being smarter than all organic life-forms" to the list of whats great about being an android. Cliff Fittir: 37 
Gilgamesh vs Kika
CmdrKing The match itself was pretty simple, Kika just had no real way to fight off all that status, and all those arms leave Gilgamesh pretty capable of blocking while he's firing off spells. But stealing her sword after rendering her an aged, miniature frog? That was just disgraceful. Gilgamesh would pay. It was really a simple job. Let a certain True Rune bearer know that Gilgamesh's boss was a certain giant evil tree, agree to go hunting for that tree later on, and wait for the right moment. It came just a day later, waiting off the seaside entrance to the arena. Apparently Gilgamesh was a bit paranoid about losing weapons, so he usually inspected anyplace he fought after the fact to make sure he didn't drop Excalibur (again). The main pathway between the arena and points elsewhere is, to put it mildly, a big bridge. Really big. It's really more of a highway system unto itself, but in any case it's a huge man-made structure (man, dwarf-controlled Gear, whatever) constructed over a body of water to allow easy passage. And Gilgamesh was on it. Kika smiled tightly. "Sigurd, Hervey, fire volleys on either side of the target to keep it within the firing arc of the main cannon. Ted! Fire when ready!" It was really a spectacular light show, from far off, the agile Gilgamesh dodging red and blue magical cannons with a desperation that couldn't help but be funny. Then a new ammunition appeared. A life-suckingly black cannon shell that screamed of intense magical power. A Soul Eater-powered Rune Cannon. Gilgamesh didn't really stand a chance. At the best of times he'd have fled if faced down with the Soul Eater's might, and the best of times had considerably less magical cannon involved. Gilgamesh, and most of the bridge he happened to be standing on, and more than a few passing Lights, soundly smote, Kika set sail, first to fulfill her part of the bargain, and then to pay off the rather considerable damages she'd just incurred. The multi-armed henchman did learn one thing from this encounter. If he had to cross a giant bridge to get somewhere, he would just fly instead. Or at the very least not play The Black Mages on his headphone while he was doing it. Gilgamesh: 58 
Rei vs Emily
SageAcrin "Well, doesn't that beat all. They expect me to go out there and fight a woman who can punch down a house? That's not happening." Rei said, annoyed. "I'd rather just sit back, and relax." "Hi!" Rikku said, knocking on the door. "It's Viki!" "...though, dealing with the headcase that thinks she's my best friend is almost as painful." Rei said, sighing. "Achoo! Hi!" Rikku said, teleporting onto Rei's lap. "You didn't hear me knock?" "...um...no, I didn't." Rei said, sighing, as he picked Rikku up and put her on the ground. "Oh well, I guess I ought to take her to her visit to Citan..." *Three weeks earlier...* "Got you!" Rikku's original personality said, kicking the mental equivalent of a pink ball of fuzz into oblivion. "CHUUUUUUUUU! I'll be back for chu!" Rikku's Chu-Chu personality bellowed, as it disappeared. "Ha. One down, one to go. Once I clean these stupid other non-Rikkus out of my head, I'll be able to live a normal life with Yunie!" Rikku said, satisfied. "You can't seriously think you can beat me! I'm a million times smarter than you are, Rikku!" Rikku's X-2 personality yelled at her. "And better looking, and better clothed!" "...this is going to be harder than convincing a Chu-Chu it doesn't exist." Rikku's original personality said, sighing. "And where the hell's the one in control? Oh well. Now, look, here's why that outfit is so repulsively stupid that you can't possibly be sane..." *Three weeks later.* "Hmmm. This case certainly isn't like anything I've ever seen before." Citan said, puzzled. "There's no reason for her to split off into a Viki personality. A Chu-Chu one was strange enough, but head trauma can cause people to revert to more childish or animalistic states, certainly. But Viki is neither of those. Very interesting." "I know I look funny, but I really am Viki! I just teleported from this banquet one day, and when I woke up, people were groaning and shaking me awake!" Rikku said, unhappily. "I really wish I didn't look so funny, too..." "...Can you at least figure out how to fix her enough to keep her from thinking we're best friends?" Rei said hopefully. "Mmmm, not without understanding the root cause. Shouldn't you go ahead to your match, though? You'll be late." Citan said. "Oh, fine. Maybe I'll get lucky and Emily will have a head injury on the way to the match and decide she's my best friend, too. Showing up has won a lot of people matches, after all." Rei said, sighing. *A week ago.* "And that's why wearing less clothes than your average bathing suit on a frozen mountain doesn't make any sense!" "It didn't make any sense when you did it, either!" Rikku's X-2 personality countered. "Yeah, and you should have learned from that and worn more, and not less!" Rikku's original personality said triumphantly. "I know I would have!" "I...but...you..." Rikku's X-2 personality sputtered. "So you're either horribly dumb, more stupid than a rock, or you're not real! Which is it?" Rikku pressed. "I...I....I!" Rikku X-2 sputtered, then winked out of existance. "I'll be back!" A ghostly shout could be heard in the depths of Rikku's mind... "...darn it. I was hoping she'd admit she was dumb." Rikku said, sighing. "Oh well. Now what... Guess I'll play Solitaire." Rikku said, pulling a deck out of nothingness. "This is going to get old fast." *A week later.* "C'mon, Rei! Fight that silly...hey! It's Emily! Hi, Emily, it's me, Viki!" Rikku yelled from the stands. "I didn't know it was you fighting! I would have brought you a present of something. Darn, now who do I root for. Hmmm, which one's the underdog..." Viki said, puzzled. "..." Rei said, staring up at Rikku. "...she does really act like Viki. Doesn't that beat all." "Well, are you going to fight, or are you just going to stare at the stands?" Emily said. "I don't have all day, you know." "Of course not." Rei said, as the judges signaled the battle to start. "You'll just have to die quickly, then." Rei said, casting his trademark Death spell. Emily braced herself for the dark magical energy, shuddered once, and walked towards Rei, uneffected. "...Uh-oh." Rei said. "Well, I guess I saw this coming, time to get it over with..." "Yay! Go Rei!" Rikku called from the stands. "Hmm. Maybe I should teleport a present in? Some kind of a plushie? Yeah! That'd work!" Rikku said, raising her right hand. "Maybe something cute, like a penguin. Emily will love it." Rikku added, as a Blinking Rune glinted on her right hand. "...when did she get one of those?" Rei said, noticing Rikku out of the corner of her eye. "...and why am I not..." Rei abruptly turned on his heel and dashed out of the arena. "I suggest you run, Emily!" Rei said, as he took off, hearing the judges declare Emily the victor by forfiet behind him. "Ha! Afraid of me, huh? Well, that's natural, consi...der...ing..." Emily drifted off, as a massive, sleeping penguin fell into the arena, sleepily squawked once, came fully awake, and let out a vicious shriek. "...Hmmm." Lezard stared at the bird, then pulled out a notebook. "Dezolisian...penguins...more...angered...when...woke...suddenly." Mewtwo watched at the spectacle and took a similar mental note. "Um...uh..." Emily said, staring up at the penguin's glowing red eyes as it towered over her. "...I...you know, I think there's a saying at times like this, but I can't remember it right now, so bye!" Emily said, taking off out the other side of the arena. "Oh dear." Rikku said. "No! No, go away you stupid bird! You're not a good present!" She said, raising her hand again. And teleporting the penguin several hundred feet above her own head. Fortunately for the surrounding crowd, it was at least an unconcious penguin after it hit the ground, so that the usual decemation involving Dezolisian Penguins did not occur. Unfortunately, not only did Rikku get impacted by a ton of penguin, but so did most of the people in surrounding seats. --- "Hi! I'm Viki." Viki said, as she appeared standing on top of Rikku's playing cards. "...you can't be...then again, who else would be in here? Okay, Viki, or whoever you are, get out of here, now!" "Well, that's not very nice. But okay, if you insist." Viki said, raising her right hand, and disappearing. "Yes! Yes! They're all gone now!" Rikku said. "And now I can get control of my body! Unless there's...another one up there now...I hope not..." Rikku said, worried. --- "Ummm." Rikku said, returning to conciousness. "Uh...Ha! I did it! I got rid of all the other personalities!" She said happily. "Now I can be normal!" "...So, just to remind you, this means you tried to emulate a headca-" "Paine, you remind me of that every day." Yuna said, not even bothering to turn her head towards Paine. "And you feel okay? There's no physical effects besides those of the penguin impacting?" Citan said, worried. "...penguin?" Rikku said. "Are you sure I'm not the only one here that's hit my head? Anyways, no, I guess it got healed up or something, because I feel fine. Why?" "Hi, Rikku! I'm Viki. We met before in your head, but I think you were kind of distracted then, from what Citan said. I was always wondering what would happen if I teleported into the same space as someone else, and it turns out I end up in control of their body! Neat, huh?" Viki said from the bed across from Rikku. "Of course, it's kind of hard to teleport out, since I thought I was you, which was me, which was you." "...You...mean...I...that wasn't...I..." Rikku sputtered, then fainted dead away. "You know, you're not the only one that's going to have to take some time to get used to this." Paine remarked to Yuna as she stared down at Rikku's unconcious form. Rei: 37
Forde vs Seifer Almasy
Ralff While Seifer may not have been the hardest boss in the game, Forde is still just one man in a large army. Easy win for Seifer. Forde: 23 
Paulette vs Selan
CmdrKing Loving, attentive, able to kick the asses of any that threaten her family, able to tell her husband whatfor if he gets out of line while still accepting criticism... indeed, Selan is everything Paulette ever sought out to be! Really, it was probably a bad idea for Paulette to show up to the match, though. Apart from coming off like a gibbering fangirl, she managed to fumble it up so badly she got slapped with a Drowsy spell, a staff, and a sexual harassment lawsuit in the span of a few minutes. To say nothing of Maxim's reaction. Kharg, reportedly, didn't seem to mind that much. Paulette: 29 
Tengaar vs Ashton Anchors
SageAcrin Ashton's the world's most unlucky man, right? It's a cliche, really. With Ashton, something has to go wrong. Of course, his luck isn't so bad that he'll die every match, right? He has a good shot at not dying before he enters the ring, at least. Unfortunately, he happened to bump into Knoll on the way into the arena. Then the two were sucked into a massive rift in space-time, as Profound Darkness decided it wanted to go shopping. Granted, so did a lot of the surrounding area, but hey, you know weird demonic near-women manifestations of evil and shopping. So impatient and horrific in their slaughter. Needless to say, both died instantly. When they finally were revived, it turns out that Dr. Lugae had used their brains to power his new giant mecha, the Knollasher 2875. Needless to say, it promptly blew up. Several weeks later, their brains were found laying in a sewer drainage ditch, and both of them were revived, with amazingly minor amounts of brain damage. Unfortunately, Ashton never made it to the match. Also unfortunately, now all he can say is barrel. It hasn't really changed him that much, though. Tengaar: 55 Pyro
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Aila vs Marisa
SageAcrin *One week before the match.* "Mmmmmmm..." Sten said, drooling, as he stared at the match lineup. "Marisa...Aila..." "And no Selphie to stop me from watching the match." Irvine said, happily. "And no Piastol around to stop us!" Rapp said from the edge of the crowd, adding under his breath "And hopefully they'll forget she's not the only one that wants to kill them." he said, walking off smiling. "So what about the girls?" Badrach said. "I mean, yeah, they're pretty, but I'm kinda sick of being beaten to a pulp trying to get them into a better viewing state." The perverts, predictably, had gotten to the match postings first. "It's not like all of our plans will fail, you bum." Siegfried the unicorn said, snorting in annoyance. "We just need someone intelligent to make one." "Like you?" Badrach said. "Yeah, right, horse, you lived in the middle of nowhere and hit on squirrels. No, we need real brains behind this plan, which is why..." "I'm making this plan!" Over a dozen voices rung out in unison. Then the arguing started. "Look, look, we need someone classically good at this, someone known for his skill with these ideas." Bartholomew Fatima said from his wheelchair. "The last few people we've tried were not the best ideas. Let's go find someone neutral to make a decent plan for us." The group naturally found this reasonable enough. --- "Us...help...you? Hahahahahahahahahaha. AAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA, EHAHAHAHAHA." Edge and Yuri whooped with laughter. "They're thinking it over." Sten whispered to the rest of the crowd following him. "HAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA." Edge, still laughing, closed the door in Sten's face. "So that's a maybe?" Sten said hopefully. "Let's let them think it over a bit and come back if we can't find anyone else." Siegfried said. --- "I'd love to, really, but I'm too tired to think of such splendid plans today." Zidane said, from the cracked door. "Sorry!" "Hey, wait, how'd you end up on crutches, Zidane?" Sten said, curiously. "Oh, um, I, um, tripped down a few flights of stairs." Zidane said uncertainly. "Anyways, bye now-" "Wait, wait, wait, I remember now, the Midgard girls dormatories were broken into, and they said something about having to beat up a monkey who was stealing their panties!" Badrach said, looking at Zidane. "I figured they meant Sten." "I would never get...caught...with...mmmm..." Sten said, drifting off. "Um...uh...well...that's not the point! That beating could never knock my tactical brilliance out!" Zidane said, annoyed. "But...um...well...Garnet heard about it, and said if she caught me with any other perverts, she'd cut me in half. With Odin. So...um, bye now!" Zidane said, slamming the door in Sten's face. "OW! My nose!" Sten said, staggering back. "Okay, next idea?" --- "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Brey cackled, as he shut the door in Sten's face. "You know, I'm starting to think they mean they're saying no when they do that." Sten said, puzzled. "Then again, they often shut doors in my face. Does that happen to anyone else?" Sten said, to a chorus of assenting comments and nods. "Maybe it's just me, then. I'm sure he'll think it over." Sten said, nodding. --- "You again!? You tried to steal my underwear four times last week, Sten! Get the hell out!" Zelos said, slamming the door in Sten's face. "I swear, I need to get that damned mojo back. Putting up with those perverts is just getting grating. But last I checked, some little girl in another world had it, because of that stupid Mogay. Pala? Pula? Paul? Some name like that. Thought it was a magical accessory." Zelos said, disgustedly, as she brushed the hair out of her eyes. "Oh well, time to go back to staring at this sexy body in the mirror some more. At least it's not all bad." "...you...tried stealing...a guy's underwear, Sten?" Irvine said, staring strangely at Sten. "...What? That's not a guy." "You...know we're here because that's Zelos, right?" "Yeah, but who cares about some girl named Zelos? I mean, she's cute, but why are we here trying to get her to make a plan? Whatever happened to the guy named Zelos, anyways? He always had the best plans." Sten said, sighing. "...never mind." Irvine said. --- "Why the devil would I help you?" Lezard Valeth said, annoyed. "Just because my tastes in women are a little uncommon? Pfft, you fools have no real grasp of true beauty, and I'm certainly not going to try to give you a grasp of it." "But..." Bart said, trying to make headway against Lezard's stream of words. "But nothing. You don't understand her true strength, the beauty of her hair as it glistens in the moonlight, the very grace with which she fights! You don't understand the very essence of her awe-inspiring power, nor can you appreciate the grace and fine features of her when she was a child! You can never appreciate any of this! You can never see her the way I do, you can never stare at her homonuclus with rapture as I do, you can never..." --- "So, we've visited five people. Two laughed in our faces and slammed the door, two slammed the door, and one ranted at us about a Valkyrie for two and a half hours then slammed the door." Sten said. "I'm out of ideas." "Lezard would have done it, too, if you hadn't called him creepier than Albedo in women's underwear at the end there." Badrach said, annoyed. "But he is!" Sten said. "Don't you remember that time Albedo got really drunk, and he tried rumagging through Relm's stuff, and ended up in her clothes, and then..." "Look, if Lezard is or is not as creepy as that...horrible image...is beside the point." Bart said. "The point is, do we just give up, or do we try to come up with our own plan?" "I vote for give up." Siegfried said. "Yeah, same here." Bart said. "Third!" Badrach said. "Look, we can't give up now! Don't you want to see Marisa's dress all torn, her hands grappling Aila's...br...mmmm....." Sten said, daydreaming. "Hmmm. I finally caught up with you." A cowled figure said, walking up to the group. "You people move too fast." He complained. "At any rate, I have the perfect plan for you, if you'll care to listen." "Who are you?" Sten said, attempting to look at the hooded face. "And why would you want to hel-AGGGGGLLLL-kck." Sten said, as a massive blast of fire smashed him into a far wall, leaving him twitching and smouldering. "That is my own affair. Do you wish my help, or not?" The figure said, lowering a hand. "Um...sure, if the plan's any good." Badrach said. "Mommy, the flowers are so purple and pretty, of course they'll be wonderful!" Sten said, dazedly. "...I think you broke him." Irvine said, poking at Sten's happily mumbling form. "I'm sure he'll be fine in a week." The figure said. "Now, here is the plan. Listen very carefully..." *One week later.* "So all we have to do is cast this spell, and all the fabric in the arena will dissolve!?" Sten said, with a sense of awe. "Yep. It's a pity you had to annoy that guy, you would have had a week to look forward to it instead of only recovering enough to understand it today." Irvine said. "He just said to wait until the match is over, so that the people betting on it don't kill us." "That shouldn't take that long." Siegfried noted, watching the weakened Aila desperately try to heal from Marisa's onslaught one last time. "And we owe it all to that mysterious stranger." Bart said happily. "Say, doesn't this...strike you all as a little too convenient?" Sheena Lepant said. He'd followed quietly, in the hopes of an interesting and...entertaining...plan, but this was a little too good for him. "I mean, don't you guys have dozens of people that would want to kill you?" "Huh? Who'd want to kill me?" Sten said, puzzled. "...never mind." Sheena said. "I...think I'll head up to the stands now. Or at least farther away from you guys." "That's kind of ru-hey, Aila's down!" Sten said, as Marisa dealt a vicious blow to Aila's forehead, knocking her out. "Now!" He said, reading the scroll off. "Nymenicadorlphcalagan..." "...Sten, it's not in a mystical language, you're reading it at an upside down diagonal." Irvine said, grabbing the scroll from Sten. "Here we go. Power of the cosmos, dissolve all that opposes my will of love! Disrobaga!" --- Marisa stood for a moment, breathing heavily. It had been a hard match, but she had triumphed. Then she noticed her clothes glittering. "What..." She trailed off, as her clothes abruptly poofed into into a cloud of lint. Along with a noticably sizable portion of her undergarments. As she gasped, she watched the lint drift off towards a arena ground-level entrance... The cheers and catcalls at Aila and Marisa's nearly-unclothed state, as well as Sten and company's cheers, were short lived however. Because, then, the clothes of anyone within ten rows of the arena also then poofed into lint. And the oblivious Sten and company didn't notice the massive storm of lint headed their way until it was far too late, as it encased them in a massive lint-ball. Then their clothes poofed into lint. "..." Marisa stared at the ground-floor entrance, which now had a massive lint-ball filling it. Nodding once, decisively, she strode across the arena, picking up her sword along the way... ...and impaled the lint-ball. Irvine shrieked in pain. A shriek which was cut off shortly, as Marisa used the sword as a handle to roll the entire ball out into the middle of the arena, yell out "These are the ones!", and walk off to her rooms to put on some clothes, ignoring the massive inferno, series of lightning strikes, and blasts of acid that coated the massive lint ball. Marisa is a woman of few words. Sadly for Sten and his companions, the conflagration of hundreds of annoyed spectators casting spells and hurling weapons at them only became worse when it became apparant that, due to being at ground zero, they were wearing absolutely nothing, instead of the scant amounts most people were left with. Seymour just smiled. "Ahhh, those two were truly magnificent, and no one shall ever be the wiser as to who it was that really unveiled their true beauty. Those fools make excellent tools." He said, chuckling, as he watched Marisa leave the arena with an exceptional amount of... interest. "I've always liked strong-willed women." Aila: 27 EFStorm
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Sigurd vs Cyan Garamonde
Sei Picture this: On the day of one of the most important matches in your life, you wake up relaxed and confident. Your heart is filled with vigor, and your blood is filled with adrenaline. Too much adrenaline, it seems, as it looks like blood had seeped into the bed covers. Strange, you thought. You're pretty sure the white mages healed your wounds before you slept. You remove the sheets, wondering what could be the cause of so much blood... ...revealing the severed head of your acquaintance. This was the exact scene that met Cyan as his eyes met the dead eyes of one Rinoa Heartily. His poor middle-aged heart, already filled with vigor and adrenaline, simply couldn't take it. He quietly suffered a heart attack, preventing him from going to his match, giving Sigurd the win. You didn't think Melody would let him get away so easily after winning the last round, did you? Sigurd: 42 
Nina Wyndia vs Red Wizard
Lurking Registered User "You *are* brave, aren't you? What do I mean? Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you knew! The RPGDL healers are in high demand after these fights, you know. What does that have to do with anything? Well, it's like this: You're a generic red wizard, right? I thought so. Well it's simple, really. MP are in short supply after these duels. I mean, do you *know* how many Curagas it took to put Wakka back together last week? Right. So when it comes to generics such as yourself, we just fetch new ones from their homeworlds instead! Oh, well I'm not saying I'd hurt you that badly or anything, but well, my *boyfriend*... Here's his picture, isn't he *adorable?* And would you believe he's a multiple-time Godlike champion? Aren't I lucky to have someone like that who's *sooo-o-o protective of me? It was nice meeting you too Mr. Wizard. I look forward to our match! What, you have to visit your sick mother in Coneria? Well, that's too bad! Tell her I said get well soon!" Nina Wyndia: 49 
Melville vs Mio
SageAcrin Melville knows when he's beat. He studied Mio, looked up all the books on her techniques and skills, and came to a simple, intelligent conclusion. He asked Mio to help him beat up Guillaume, in exchange for throwing the match. She agreed. After all, she much preferred to beat up an insane man than a nice kid. And this is how Guillaume ended up stark naked, unconcious, and in Virgil's bed when Virgil woke up. Mio and Melville are now heralded as heroes by Light children all across the league, and Guillaume was last seen as a bloody pulp in an infirmary, with half a dozen healers arguing over who was going close enough to a horribly, nastily mangled Guillaume to heal him. After all, it's Guillaume. Some stories really do have a happy ending for everyone. Well, everyone that matters. Melville: 34 
Lani vs Kain Highwind
Cinny C'mon. Nothing can touch Kain when he jumps. Nothing. His jumps inflict massive, massive damage that some boss fights simply could not be won without. And Kain's no weakling when he's on the ground, either: his armor is almost as good as Cecil's. Let's face it, guys: Kain belongs back in Middle. 'Nuff said. Lani: 48 Acheron
Lurking Registered User
Puppet's strings Hunter Sopko Ghaleon surveys the scene of carnage he and his puppet have caused. In the heat of the match Ghaleon had gone quite mad, losing part of his brain to his puppet and beginning to have conversations with it with complete disregard to reality. As he exited the arena, he looked down to his new puppet friend with a smile. "So, what are we gonna do tonight, Brain?" "The same thing we do every night, Ghaleon... try to take over the world!" Ghaleon: 29 Lulu: 17 Bebedora: 18 Mel: 24 Xeroma
Jo\'ou Ranbu
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