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Sephiroth vs Orlandu, Cidolfas
Otter Orlandu approached Sephiroth the day before the match. "I understand you've a precedent for offering to settle matches with straight sword duels, on occasion. Since we already know the outcome of an ordinary match between us, I thought we might make things interesting." Sephiroth smirked and confidently assented immediately. "Very well. Basic sword combat it is." When the silver-haired swordsman entered the arena the next day, however, he didn't see Cidolfas anywhere. Instead, he saw a purple-haired girl loosely gripping a gleaming shamshir, her cold gaze directed downwards. As he walked into the ring uncertainly, Marisa looked up, smiled at him, and raised her sword. "You have agreed to settle this match as an honorable duel between swordsmen. Come, draw your blade and fight." With an indignant snort, Sephiroth reached for his materia, but the vicious hissing from the audience gave him pause. Marisa leaned in closer and deadpanned, "Your opponent this week did a fine job of advertising a sword fight. Anything less would be... disappointing for certain members of the audience. Ghaleon's been so bored in his off-season that he's just been dying to see a good fight." That's it, Sephiroth thought with pure and murderous rage. Even if the knight had effectively ceded the match, Orlandu would pay for this one. Returning Marisa's stare with full force, the Perfect SOLDIER suddenly drew his Masamune and brought it around for a diagonal slash in one smooth motion. His attack would have felled most any opponent, but the damned girl seemed to slip right through his sword, neatly avoiding his blade with a sudden burst of speed that brought her to Sephiroth's suddenly exposed flank. As he desperately turned his head and tried to follow her movements, Marisa shot him a cool smile. The last thing he heard was the click of the unsheathed shamshir, and then everything was black. Sephiroth: 66 Lurking Registered User
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Luca Blight vs TimeLord
SageAcrin Ah, Luca and Timelord. In that most ultimate of man to man battles, a contest against one another and the elements, a truly fierce battle to win against the odds. A kayaking contest! Okay, so the judges, who happened to be Deis, Opera Vectra, and Angela, happened to want to see some nice healthy looking men in wet, tight fitting clothes. But really, who's counting? Timelord's battle plan was simple. Do what he does in every other match. (Besides "Try to take over the world.", I mean.) Unfortunately, it turns out that Overdrive works poorly on water. Namely, the water stops moving. (Or being movable with something as simple as a kayak, and using a pickaxe on water isn't exceedingly practical.) TL had to get out and run, and it didn't last long enough. Oh well, better luck next time. Luca just set his boat on fire the fifteenth time it didn't turn the way he wanted it to when he thumped it with his sword. He got farther, though, so the match went to him. Opera, Angela and Deis had a wonderful time drinking and commenting on the match, though, especially after Timelord attempted to wring out his clothes on a (theoretically) secluded and unviewable spot near the river after he climbed out. Well, by commenting, I mean taking snapshots, but who's counting? Maybe they had too much fun. Angela and Deis woke up together, and promptly swore to never tell anyone else this had happened. Then Chisato burst in with the camera. As for Opera, she woke up in bed with Grobyc. She didn't have to swear not to remember this. She can't. Along with the last eight months. I guess it was traumatic for her. Timelord, naturally, laughed a long time when he learned the reprecussions of a few simple actions after the three judges passed out from drinking in a bar. Just hire some people to pick them up and carry them home, or to Grobyc's room. Sadly, he still hasn't found the photos, though. As for Luca? Well, he's on a deserted island currently flambeing coconuts and swearing a lot. Turns out that river went a long way, and he's not a good swimmer. He'll probably be found in time for the finals, though. Luca Blight: 66 T.G. Nevareh
Ultros vs Wren
Shoenin@gmail.com Tentacles mean nothing to a Metal Plated Ass. Wren wins with ease. Ultros: 45 jaymthegenius@yahoo.com
Gilgamesh vs Emily
SageAcrin Poor Emily. Having to fight someone she idolized so much. It's true! Emily idolizes all the greatest fighters, and Gilgamesh's skill with weapons is unparalleled. (His choices in weaponry, now, and the fact that he weighs himself down with so many that he can barely swing without tripping over himself or bashing himself in the face, that is a problem. His current projected solution is to earn enough money in the Duelling League to buy a couple more arms. Magic is a wonderful thing, but it's not cheap.) Her solution was simple and swift. She offered to beat up Exdeath if Gilgamesh threw the match. Gilgamesh approved of this, but throwing a match wasn't his style. They compromised. And so, Gilgamesh and Emily beat up Exdeath, then flipped a coin afterwards. Naturally, the coin landed in Gilgamesh's favor. (He didn't cheat. Much. But you should never trust someone with such good hand-eye dexterity that he can handle six hands at once in games of chance. Someone with that much talent may even be able to make a coin land the way he wants. And it's not that hard to see which side of the coin is up when you're flipping it from hand to hand six times. As I said, not much.) It's okay, though, it worked out for the best for everyone. Gilgamesh goes on to the next round, making him one step closer to having more limbs than your average centipede, Exdeath is now in a mental ward in a bright pink frilly dress talking about how much he loves his mommy, Yggdrasil, and Emily's training with Gilgamesh has paid off frighteningly well. Have you ever seen someone cut a person in half with a single blow from their bare hands? The next time Emily sees a match, you may. Gilgamesh: 61
Seifer Almasy vs Selan
Caius Drowsy! zzzzz.... *Zirco Whip* Ow! Why you little... Fire Cross! Drowsy! zzzzz.... Strong! zzzzz.... *Zirco Whip* Ow! Why you little... Seifer Almasy: 42 
Tengaar vs Marisa
Otter "It's called Revenge Earth. Perfect evade and counter, more flawless than even your superb bladework. With that spell, the girl can humiliate you despite your overwhelming physical superiority." Marisa shrugged. "Then I'll lose." "Yes, you will," Orlandu conceded. "But there's no need to suffer the humiliation of actually losing." "What humiliation? Does losing humiliate you? Is that why you're telling me this?" Orlandu started to stammer a protest, but quickly surrendered and gave a sheepish nod. "I'd just hate to lose the same battle over again. A knight learns from his mistakes. That's why I'm proposing that we swap places for our matches. We're both going to lose anyway; we might as well have fun with it." "What's fun about losing to Sephiroth instead of Tengaar? I don't think he'll politely offer to match swords with me just to give me a chance to actually win." Orlandu chuckled. "Leave that to me." Tengaar: 58
Sigurd vs Nina Wyndia
Sei A man with a good physical against a mage made spell-less courtesy of Silent Lake? Who'd want to watch a battle like that? No, for this match, victory shall be decided through a game of STRIP RITAPON! It was a good idea at the time, the judges thought. It was a duel just as one-sided as before, but made a lot more exciting! That is, until Ryu caught a glimpse of the arena, just as Nina lost the match along with the last pieces of her garments. It took a little less than an hour, and more than a few Godlikes to pacify the rampaging IRT Kaiser, but they were able salvage enough pieces of the Light arena, Sigurd, and the other Light finalist for the next round. Just another day in the DL, really. Sigurd: 49 SageAcrin
Mio vs Kain Highwind
Scar Whoever said Kain was a shoe-in to lose to Mio must not have told fellow W.U.D.A. members this information. or maybe they did........ It was reported that Dario and Luigi were seen leaving Mio's chambers earlier in the night, and by the time she entered the arena she was frail enough that one Jump from Kain had the matched sealed. It's bad enough when someone such as Kain has a rabid stock of fanboys who cheer him on in matches. It's REALLY bad, when most of those fans are ass-kicking top tier Dragoons who don't like to see their friends bad mouthed. The secret sect of W.U.D.A. has now become public and there first goal is to give Kain what he rightfully deserves.... His one way pass out of Light! Mio: 48 Lurking Registered User
Joou Ranbu
Wind
The heart of the Cards SageAcrin As you can see from the results of this match, there is evidently a truth about card games. Yes, the true winners of the card games are the ones with bigger breasts. What with all the leaning over and closely examining cards and the thoughtful poses and the excited bouncing. You know what this means, right? Endless Sheena x Lucia x Nara fanart and fanfiction written by various perverts, large amounts of drooling from the judges, Sheena Lepant and Sten Legacy, and Zidane trying to stick his hand down Lucia's shirt, after Garnet throws him down a flight of stairs and into the arena after the sixteenth perverted comment he makes. On the upside, how often do you see Sheena tap four green, sacrifice half their Sneasel's life, and turn Zidane into a humpback whale, flattening Lucia and Nara in the process, for the ultimate card championship win, while Rooks laughs maniacally and sips some tea? I would have to say, not enough. Nara: 12 Lucia: 17 Sheena: 26 |
