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Kefka vs Ellen Kirishima
SageAcrin "That damned foolish ceremony." Kefka said, storming towards his match. "Making me late for my own fight! Those stupid...If I didn't have hopes of ruling them all with an iron fist, I'd just quit. They charge too much for their dues anyways. Ewehehehehe!" Kefka laughed, as he marched towards his match. "You insane clown. Do you really think you can defeat me?" Ellen Kirishima said, staring at the garishly dressed Kefka. "Of course I do. Heheh, you don't have half an army here to defend you like you did with Myria!" Kefka said, laughing. "Hmph." Ellen had never really figured out what happened there-supposedly, she had walked in, weathered an unbelievable storm of attacks, killed Myria, and walked out. She knew she had been out like a light for that match, but you don't complain about some things. "Enough of this stupid talk." Ellen said, drawing her Rapier. "Ooooooh, did I hit a nerve, little girl?" Kefka said, still laughing. "Look, I like fiesty girls as much as the next guy, but this is a little ridiculous, don't you think?" "Augh!" Ellen said, disgusted. "Ewhehehehe! Fine, fine. Okay, sure, let's fight." Kefka said, morphing into his massive, angelic form as the judges called the battle started. "Heeeehehehehehe! So, do you want to be charbroiled or just ripped in half?" "I will not fall that easily, you ridiculous..." Ellen cut off, as Fallen One struck her, dropping her to her knees. "Eweheheheheh! All talk, huh? Already kneeling to me? I could make some perverted jokes right now, after all I'm just an insane clown, right?" Kefka said, cackling madly. "Where's your spirit now, little girl?" "Urgh...stupid...clown..." Ellen said, trying to struggle to her feet. Then a massive tower of flames, dark energy and anti-matter-explosion erupted behind her. "What?" Ellen and Kefka, along with most of the crowd, said, staring back at the massive explosion, as chunks of rubble peppered the audience. --- [Where are we going? Zidane's match is tha-] Mewtwo cut off mid-thought, as he heard the massive explosion. [...Are we just running away from that?] Mewtwo finished, curiously. [It would make sense to.] "No. That is not mine way." [Oh. Noble. Right.] "Still thyself, you ridiculous feline. I need to find someone before I hath a hope of fighting this." Fou-Lu said. "Huh, so you two saw that too? Not surprised you could live through it." Edge said, running after the fast-running Fou-Lu and fast-floating Mewtwo. "Wouldn't expect you to be running quite so fast, though." [This is none of your affair.] "Wait. He may be useful. Edge, does thou know anything that could quickly muddle someone's senses?" "Sure. Why?" "Then come with me. I need more power to combat this." --- "YOU KILLED HER!" Ryu screamed, as he smashed Zidane through a wall. "AAAAAAAAGHGHLLLCKKKTNNPGL." Zidane, in more pain than he would have concieved possible, was making some quite interesting and squishy sounds, as he slammed through several feet of metal, concrete and various other materials, all magically reinforced-and with tons more of it crushing him from above, as Ryu slammed him through the half-ruined arena wall through to the other side. "I....glrckllghgl...didn't do...glgghck." He managed to get out, as Wyrm's powerful arms crushed his throat. And didn't kill him. The crowd watched, stunned. As did Ellen and Kefka, who had had Zidane and Ryu land between them. Zidane, despite being confronted with one of the strongest forces ever created, simply hadn't died. "What...is this?" Ellen said, watching curiously. "Eheh? So the seal was r-oops, I'm not supposed to mention that." Kefka said. "So, killing Zidane, eh? Well, that seems simple enough." He said, smashing Zidane with a Havok Wing. "AAAUG-GLGhll." Zidane managed to shriek through the choking. "...since when is Zidane immortal?" Kefka said, puzzled. "Did he become too stupid to die? They said that took a while to fix for Dekar. Maybe smacking him upside the head a while will help. Or not, but it can't hurt." Kefka said, Havok Winging the prone Zidane a few times, with little more reaction than the first time. Zidane, by this point, was barely concious anyways. "Stop that and get back to fighting me!" "Ewheheheh, but this is fun!" Kefka said, pummling the prone Zidane and the choking, mad with grief and rage, Ryu with random spells and attacks. "Stop it!" Ellen said, disgusted. She was being so belittled that Kefka was beating another person up in front of her without even talking to her... "You will perish!" She said ominously... ...as a tendril of black light engulfed her. "Lucifer!" A single word rang out in the fairly still arena. The greatest Persona ever born had come to Ellen. Despite the fact that she normally couldn't even use it. "..." The judges stared blankly at each other. "...Does that count as interference?" Rapp asked. "Probably. Now let's get the hell out of here!" Barret said. "Kefka's the winner!" He yelled behind him, as he ran out of the stands. "...Probably a good idea." Rapp said, following suit. "Eheh?" Kefka said, staring up at Ellen's Persona. A few seconds later, Judgment vaporised him. And should have vaporised Zidane, but Zidane was, by this point, somewhat beyond caring. More importantly, it also vaporised the floor. Perhaps most importantly, the light hadn't stopped at Ellen. The crowd, engulfed in the light, changed. Iron Giants, Behemoths, K. Sludges, Salamanders, Riders, Level 99 Funny Thieves, Hampsters...people changing into the greatest monsters ever seen. All with one goal. Zidane. The metamorphed crowd lept, ran, or flowed towards the hole Zidane had fallen into. --- "So this is the place?" Edge said, curiously. "It is." [Wait, you can't be serious.] "I am. Edge, do you have what I asked for?" "Hmm? Sure, 260 proof Gyshal Green liquor." Edge said, pulling out a bottle. "...You cannot...actually, it would not surprise me if you, Edge, could have 130% alchohol liquor. At any rate..." Fou-Lu said, knocking on the door. Ryu the Fourth opened it, and stared, somewhat puzzled, at Fou-Lu. Then Edge shoved the bottle in the mouth and poured the entire contents into Ryu's mouth. As Ryu reeled, Mewtwo worked on his mind. Within moments, Ryu was eagerly agreeing to Fou-Lu's plan. In a few moments, Fou-Lu stood, whole, and fused with Ryu. "We now hath a chance against this evil." The Yorae Dragon said. Then he fell on his face. "...damnit, I guess he's still half flat-on-his-face drunk." Edge said, attempting to slap Fou-Lu awake... Kefka: 60 Taishyr
Dario vs Yuri Volte Hyuga
SageAcrin "Damnit, wake up, you stupid dragon." Edge said, smacking the softly snoring Infinity Dragon. "Come on!" [You realize that you are smacking what may be the most powerful being in the League at this moment, don't you?] Mewtwo said, staring at Edge. "So!? He's asleep. He can't hurt me while asleep!" He said, hauling off and backhanding Fou-Lu across the face. [...you have not thought that through.] "What do you me-...AAAH!" Edge said, jumping back just before Fou-Lu woke up. "Do not worry. I will not kill you. Just now." Fou-Lu said. "However, we needest to reach Zidane now. I hope my powers are enough..." --- "AAALLLGHL-hey, he stopped choking me?" Zidane said, quickly rolling out of Ryu's grasp, as he hit the ground. Ryu lay on the ground, still evidently choking something. "Wow. Didn't think he'd ever do that. You know, I think I'd be insane by this point from all that pain, if my mind wasn't so awesomely resiliant and powerful. I wish these spiders would stop crawling on me, though." Zidane said irritably, brushing at his bare skin. "...Actually, he's choking Dario." Yuri said, watching Ryu crush Dario's ribcage. "Well, among things. So! Zidane! You just saved me some trouble. For once. I don't believe it. Let's go get a drink or some-wait, what is that weird light?" "Oh, that? I dunno. Why?" "Well..." Yuri said, backing slowly away from Zidane. "Huh?" He added, staring up at the opening Ryu and Dario were under. As several thousand incredibly overpowered monsters poured through the opening. "...Zidane." "Yeah?" Zidane answered Yuri, as Yuri stared blankly at the massive flood of monsters, who near-instantly vaporised Dario. "...I...you know what? Hey guys!" Yuri said, easily hefting Zidane. "Catch!" He finished, lobbing Zidane into the crowd of monsters and running out of the arena. Only to slam into Edge. "...you're running the wrong way, Edge." "No, wait! Fou-Lu here's going to stop him." "That's good, we don't have to do anything.-wait, since when are you brave?" "Well, I had some of that Gyshal-" "Oh, god, I thought you were keeping away from that stuff." Yuri said, shaking his head. "Look, let the nice god fight the monster flood from hell, okay? We don't need to be in this." [If I may interject, Fou-Lu is here to stop Zidane.] Mewtwo said. "Stop him? He's sto-" Yuri said, cutting off as Zidane landed at his feet. Unharmed. "Damnit! Now there's giant earthworms eating my feet. If I wasn't such an awesome Level 42 Thief/Mage/Earthworm Slaying Badass Of Doom, this might be a problem!" Zidane said, happily stabbing his feet with Ultima Weapon. Well, unharmed physically. "...I still don't see much there that needs to be stopped." [How about stopping him from creating and attracting hordes of monsters?] "Nah, I can just do this." Yuri said, tossing him back into the raving horde of creatures. "Really, it's fine, I could do this all day." "You fool!" Althena called out from behind Yuri. "If he isn't stop, his luck will get worse!" "Indeed. The seal is only broken. There are remnates of it holding back the true power of Zidane's horrible luck, ones that will disapate with time." Fou-Lu said. "His luck hath leveled half this arena already. The source must be removed." "...wait, so what? His luck will get so bad that the planet will randomly blow up?" Yuri said. A massive earthquake shook the arena. "...but...this planet doesn't have any magma in it." Althena said, staring at the ground. [...well, it didn't before Zidane's luck became this bad, at any rate...] Mewtwo "said" worriedly. "So just kill Zidane? Got it." Yuri said, cracking his knuckles...then pausing. "Wait, if that can't kill Zidane..." "Exactly. I must use my full power." Fou-Lu said, tranforming into Infini. "Now, feel the true power of the Yorae Dragon!" Fou-Lu said, blasting the crowd of monsters-presumably with Zidane in the middle-with a massive Dark Wave. When the smoke cleared, Ryu was laying still, finally defeated by a dragon-based attack, along with most of the monsters. "Mooooooommmy, the purple cats are licking my nose again and setting it on fire again! Mommy Odin make it stop! Pweese?" Zidane babbled. "...he lived through that!?" Edge said, stunned. "You fools! You're going about it all wrong!" Lezard called out. "You have to do the one thing he desired when he grabbed the Stone and swallowed it! That is the only way to calm it long enough to be sealed again!" "...What, so we throw some women at him? That seems like a pretty safe bet, really." Edge asked. "No! You have to find some way to turn him pink!" Lezard yelled. "The Stone is within him, and he wanted it pink!" "...Edge..." Yuri said, turning to Edge. "...Did you split that bottle with him?" "No, I only had one glass and gave the rest to Fou-Lu." "...so you drank the whole thing yourself, got it." Yuri said, nodding. "You...wait, Stone? How do you know so much about this?" "That doesn't matter! Just turn him pink!" Lezard said, fleeing the arena. "And quickly! It's due for another flare!" "...flare?" Yuri and Edge said simultaniously. --- "Omniflare?" Cloud said doubtfully. "That is a horrible name." "Well, it makes sense, doesn't it? Best Bahamut Materia, best Flare." Yuffie said. "I don't know how the heck they refined Bahamut Zero into Bahamut Omega, but I swiped the Materia, and that's that. Want to see it? It's pretty cool." Yuffie said happily. "I nuked all the guards with it on the way out." "...Sure, why not." Cloud said, leaning back, as Yuffie used the Materia. To no effect. "...Your Materia's broken." "What? It was working before, darn it. Oh well." Yuffie said. "Well, it could be worse, I could have paid something for it." --- "Look! It's another giant rambo porcupine cucumber filled with love and joy! Mommy Odin will be so happy with it's giant shiny nostrils of hope!" Zidane said, pointing up at the massive eight-winged Bahamut, the darkening aura filling him and blackening his skin to pitch. "...why do I have the feeling that thing's going to annihilate the planet when it breathes." Yuri said, staring up. "Oh, right, the world it's from, silly me. Needless to say, Zidane will be the only thing that lives through the total annihiliation, of course. I never thought I'd live to say that." "Quickly!" Althena called out. "How do we color Zidane pink?" "Um, hello?" Relm said, jumping down into the arena. "I think I can do that. If you can keep me from getting killed on the way." "Then do it, quickly!" Fou-Lu yelled, striking at Bahamut. Relm dashed forward and quickly slapped a layer of pink on Zidane. Bahamut stared for a moment at the crowd. Then disappeared. Yuri, Edge, Mewtwo and Althena spent a moment staring thoughtfully at Zidane, now passed out on the floor. "...did any of you three ever think you would see the day that Relm would save the world pretty much by herself?" Edge asked. "...No." "Uh-uh, no way." [Heheheh....ahahahahahahah! I think very few things have made me laugh this hard!] "...either he just went nuts or cats have a bad sense of humor." Yuri said, staring at the bent-over-double Mewtwo. "Oh, no, that's just the catnip." Relm said, tossing the bag at Mewtwo, who promptly started purring and rolling around on the ground. "I like cats, so I keep some around." She added, sitting on the ground to rub Mewtwo's soft belly. "...This has been an interesting day." Edge observed. "Die, you foul fiend!" A voice called from behind them. And Zidane was launched skyward by Holy Explosion. "Hmph. I had heard about Zidane and the trouble he'd caused, and I evidently came just in time to take care of him." Orlandu said, sheathing his sword and walking off. "...Um...but..." Althena sputtered. "He...he was...um...done." "I know. He still deserved it." Orlandu called out over his shoulder. --- "...Mmmmmm, the feel of the wind in my hair...wait...why am I flying." Zidane puzzled. "Hum. I'm also pink." He said, glancing at himself. "Pink's nice, though." He said, staring up. At a hurtling comet. Coloring him pink had only sealed off his deleterious effects to other people-and Lezard was currently working on sealing off the Stone at the time of Zidane's flight. Needless to say, Zidane had been flying a long time. The Stone still didn't think he was done. "...oh god, oh god...oh god! If any gods ever, anywhere can hear me, please, save me! Even dark ones, even Cthulhu ones, even Hello Kitty! I'll do anything, I'll stop being a pervert, I'll save the whales or something, just save me!" Zidane screamed. --- Luna, humming softly and doing dishes, heard the call. She giggled softly. "Oh, hell no." She said, going back to humming. --- Zidane was found, eventually. Well, pieces of Zidane. And, oddly enough, according to Lezard Valeth, the remaining Zidane lacked the swallowed Philosopher's Stone. Unfortunately, being in contact with it that long still means Zidane will have terrible luck forever. And ever. And ever. And ever. And no one in existance is powerful enough to stop this. But hey, at least he got revived. Eventually. He didn't even have amnesia this time. He just had the abiding belief that he is, in fact, Batman. No one has the heart to try arguing with him after all he's been through. Fou-Lu defused with Ryu, claiming he just didn't like having someone that quiet inside his head all the time. Ryu, naturally, went home and slept for twenty hours. He had a terrible hangover, naturally. As for the Philosopher's Stone? No one knows where it went. But now, from here on out, at least everyone will know what's responsible when someone who deserves to win loses, or who when those who should lose win. Even if it doesn't remotely deserve it. And in the end, the kind of piece of mind that gives people may be worth it. Well, until the giant firebreathing Dezolisian Penguin/Rabite/Imp hybrids storm out of the the ocean the stone fell into, the leader fuses with Rinoa(To Adel's great anger.) and Shana(To Melbu Frahma's great anger. It promptly ate both.), attempts to conquer the Duelling League, and is ultimately thwarted by getting too obsessed with watching Evangelion to really do anything until it is defeated. But that's a story for another time. Hopefully, that time will be never, but you never know! Dario: 15 Lurking Registered User
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Seymour vs Nate Nanjo
superaielman If there's one thing you can say about Nate, he's resourceful. Limitless reserves of cash, powerful, magic blocking Persona at the ready, thousands of odd weapons at the ready.. The latter of which won him the fight. Seymour only has one true weakness, and that's being stat downed. As proven by the brutal beatings inflicted upon him after Auron hits him with armor break, he's all defense and no staying power. What most people don't know is that Seymour, in fact, concentrates all of his powers in his hair. Without that, he's no better than a defenseless child. Nate chasing Seymour around on his motorcycle with a giant pair of hedge clippers was a hell of a sight. Too bad the girly summoner passed out as soon as Nate managed to reach him and lop off a bit of hair. At least Seymour's got a stylin new buzz cut for the summer! It's something he can console himself with after Sephiroth and Kefka laugh him out of the big bad villians bar once again. Seymour: 39 
Yunalesca vs Luca Blight
Dunefar Yunalesca is still a pig. A succulently rotted pig, but none will stop Luca Blight!!! (Okay, I just respect his damage and don't respect Yunalesca. Either/or.) Yunalesca: 43 Belsornig
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Sabin Rene Figaro vs Cameela
OblivionKnight There's a lot to be said about Sabin - really! He's fought angels, demons, humans, monsters, and even evil rabbits with pointy teeth. He's also lusted after by many a lady. There' a lot more to be said about Cameela throwing a match away. I mean, she's looking to show up Geshp, "He-Who-Lost-To-Serge", so why would she give up that chance? One word - puppies. Cameela may be a devil, but she's very humane. Sabin threatened to eat several poor, abandoned puppies if she didn't throw the match. Of course, Cameela was a little surprised by this, but quickly agreed. Turns out Sabin's a bit smarter than you'd think - he'd never eat actual canines, but does happen to love Long John Silver's hush puppies. Sabin Rene Figaro: 44 
Elc vs Jowy Atreides
Pyro Magic Canceller, to halve the damage Jowy does with Hungry Fiend: Free. Bravery Wings, to get faster than Jowy: Free. Might Mind, to raise magic power: 2 MP. Mind Buster, to remove all of Jowy’s spell charges: 8 MP. Divide, to heal away any damage Jowy does and halve his HP: 12 MP. Reducing one of Suikoden’s finest to a worthless scrub without using your best move: Priceless. Elc: 39 
Sierra Mikain vs Percival Fraulein
Dunefar Let's do some simple comparisons! Nash>Percival. Nash outdoes Percy at every step of Suiko 3 when they meet - he gets closer to Chris, he ruins Percy's one big moment with her, he's a better star in battle. Nash's Missus is by all reports>Nash. Sierra is Nash's Mistress. Ergo, Sierra>Percival. Sierra Mikain: 82 
Fogel vs Jack van Burace
Lance Fogel sniffed the air and adjusted the sword hanging on his hip ever-so-slightly. The deafening roar of the crowd irritated the dragon knight's sensitive hearing as he stood before the entrance to the Arena, Slust and Fenril positioned just a few feet behind him. Fogel took a deep breath to steady his nerves and glanced out into the sea of faces beyond the entryway. He never was too fond of fighting in front of a crowd. "It's almost time," Slust stated as he checked his pocket watch. Fogel grunted and shot a backwards glance at his two companions. "Wait for me here. It shall take but a few minutes to dispose of this rogue." As the dragoon began to walk through the entryway, Fenril called after him in an uncharacteristically concerned voice: "Fogel!" The dragon knight turned around and glanced at his companion. Fenril was biting her bottom lip. "Be careful," she said after a moment of thought. Fogel simply twisted his reptilian face into a reassuring smile. "Thank you, Fenril. I will be fine," he said before stepping out into the Arena. ----------------------------------- "Well, looks like it's about time for me to kick some more ass," Jack said from the second entryway on the opposite side of the battle ground. "There you go again, getting cocky," Hanpan squeaked from his perch atop Jack's shoulder. "I've read up on this Fogel guy. If you take him lightly, you're going to lose." "Hanpan's right, Jack," Cecilia said. "You really need to focus this time. I watched his match with Dias last week and it was just brutal. I would hate to see the same thing happen to you." Rudy nodded in agreement. "Hey, hey, relax, will ya?" Jack reassured his companions. "The guy can't even heal, for cryin' out loud. If worse comes to worse, I'll just outlast him. Besides, I'm not about to lose so soon in the season. I'm going to win that title and make it into Godlike this time; just you wait and see!" Jack said pointedly as he turned and marched through the entryway of the Arena. Hanpan jumped from Jack's shoulder onto Cecilia's. "Good luck, Jack!" he called out to his companion as Rudy flashed a thumbs-up. Cecilia just sighed and watched Jack depart. "He's going to get his butt kicked..." she muttered to herself. ----------------------------------- The crowd was cheering dramatically as Jack and Fogel entered the ring. At long last, it was time for this week's premier Heavy match to begin. Fogel placed a hand on the hilt of his sword and eyed the Dream Chaser shrewdly. He had opted to assume his boss form for this battle to protect himself from Jack's instant death spells. Without this trick to fall back on, the Dream Chaser had nothing left in his arsenal that could possibly damage the dragon knight. He had nothing to fear. Jack was also sizing up his opponent. Jeez. This guy sure is big in person, the Dream Chaser thought to himself as he sized up the seven-foot-tall knight. Still, I have nothing to worry about. He's just a one-trick pony. The sound of a buzzer filled the air, signifying the beginning of the match. Jack immediately whipped out his sword and unleashed the power of Slash Rave, striking the heavily-armored dragoon half a dozen times in the blink of an eye. The crowd cheered at this display of aggression on Jack's part, but their cheers quickly turned into a collective gasp as Fogel drew his sword and swung it in a mighty vertical arc toward Jack. A blast of energy emanated from the sword and slammed into Jack's torso, sending the Dream Chaser skidding to the other end of the platform. Fogel grunted as the whiplash effect of his Iainuki technique drained a bit of his energy, but quickly regained his composure. He glanced at his torso and almost chuckled in satisfaction. The Dream Chaser's mad slash-fest had barely even scratched his armor! Jack, meanwhile, found that he was in pretty bad shape. He lifted himself up onto his hands and knees, coughed, and shakily got to his feet. The front of his jacket was shredded from the blast of energy he had been struck with. The flesh visible beneath his tattered coat was bruised and scraped. "Damn. That hurt more than I thought it would," Jack muttered to himself as he gripped his sword tightly with both hands. "Heh...wasn't quite expecting that." Fogel wasted no time continuing his attack. He took several steps forward and swung his sword again, sending yet another blast of energy hurtling in Jack's direction. This time, however, there was enough space between the two combatants for Jack to leap out of the way. As he landed deftly on the ground a few feet away, he was met with the blade of Fogel, who had estimated the point where Jack would land so he could strike right away. Jack barely managed to get his sword up in time to block the vicious blow. Fogel snarled and continued the offensive, brining his sword down and unleashing another mighty blast of Iainuki. Once again, Jack caught the attack square in the chest and went skidding across the floor. The Dream Chaser's health was nearly depleted. Another attack like that and he was a goner. Jack doggedly picked himself up to his hands and knees. He turned the sword in his hand so the tip was pointing toward his own body. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, focusing all of his energy on the restorative Heal Blade technique. A comforting light washed over him, restoring his lost stamina and mending some of his injuries. Fogel narrowed his reptilian eyes as he watched the Dream Chaser heal himself from the opposite side of the platform. Hmmm...this could be bothersome, the dragoon thought to himself. I must not give him the opportunity to rest. I had better end this contest now.... Fogel drew his sword and held it loosely in one hand as he stalked his prey. Jack wisely chose to keep his distance, for he knew that his chances of dodging the Iainuki blast were much better if he stayed far away from his opponent. Fogel took a sudden lunge forward and sent another blast of energy hurtling toward Jack. The technique again drained a bit of Fogel's health, but it was worth it to see the Dream Chaser brutalized by the blast. Once more, Jack took the force of the blast full in the chest and went skidding across the Arena floor. Before Fogel could fire off another blast, Jack retreated and restored himself with Heal Blade. This process was repeated for several tense minutes. Every time Fogel blasted his opponent with Iainuki, Jack would go flying to the other end of the Arena. Before the dragon knight could deal the fatal blow, however, that persistent Dream Chaser simply retreated and healed himself! The monotonous process was beginning to wear on Fogel's nerves, but it mattered not. The Dream Chaser would surely run out of MP soon enough. Sure enough, Jack's MP reserves ran dry several minutes later. He cast Heal Blade on himself one last time and stood upright, his forehead slick with sweat and his breath coming to him in gasps. Damn, this doesn't look good, he thought forlornly. Did I miscalculate? No, I must be close by now. I just need to survive a bit longer.... Fogel took several threatening steps forward, his armor clanking ominously. "This has gone on far enough, Dream Chaser. You have been a worthy adversary, and for that I commend you. I can see by the look in your eyes that you realize your end has come. Your MP reserves have run dry; you can no longer heal yourself. For you bravery and your courage, I shall take mercy upon you. Kindly surrender your blade and accept defeat peacefully, Dream Chaser. I would hate to strike down such a worthy adversary." Jack simply smirked and held out his arms, leaving his midsection completely unprotected. "Up yours, dragon boy! Give me your best shot." Fogel's eyes narrowed in fury. "Insolent wretch! How dare you mock me so, especially after I have taken mercy upon you! You shall die where you stand!" And with that, Fogel swung his sword in another downward arch which sent a blast of energy hurtling toward his opponent. The energy blast slammed into Jack's already-bloodied chest, dropping the Dream Chaser into a crumpled heap. Fogel marched up to the barely-conscious form of the Dream Chaser and raised his sword high into the air to strike the killing blow. A split-second before Fogel could drop his blade, however, a bright green light enveloped Jack's body, forcing the dragon knight to step backwards and shield his eyes. The light illuminated Jack like a halo as he effortlessly picked himself up off the ground. Moments later, the light subsided, leaving behind only a grinning, fully-healed Dream Chaser. "Sounds tempting, but I've got other plans," Jack said with a smirk as he raised his sword. "I've never been the type of guy to take mercy on his enemies, so I'm just going to beat you now if you don't mind." Before Fogel could even blink, Jack rushed forward and slashed at the dragon knight with a well-placed Sonic Vision. The blow shredded Fogel's heavy armor like a saw blade cutting through tin foil, sending slivers of metal and sparks flying in all directions. All the air left Fogel's lungs as he was thrown to the ground by the force of the blow. The dragon knight lay still for several moments, his mind numb with disbelief. Why was he feeling so exhausted all of the sudden? Why was he unable to raise his head? Surely he had enough strength left to fight! No matter how powerful that Sonic Vision technique was, there was no way it could vanquish the mighty dragoon in one hit! And then, realization dawned in Fogel's mind: his repeated castings of Iainuki throughout the battle had slowly been draining his health. He did not have the strength to withstand Jack's final attack after he had suffered so much damage as a result of his own technique. Fogel managed to choke out a harsh laugh before he slipped into unconsciousness. "Well met, Dream...Chaser...." Jack breathed a deep sigh of relief as he sheathed his sword. For a moment, he had begun to think that he had miscalculated the number of Iainukis he could sustain before he reached Condition Green. As most of the audience erupted into cheers at the Dream Chaser's victory, Jack turned and slowly exited the battle ground. It was a close fight, but he had won it. Now that the toughest challenge was behind him, there was nothing that could stop him now.... Fogel: 37
Agrias Oaks vs Lilly Pendragon
OblivionKnight There are a couple things one has to take into account when fighting: terrain, equipment, mental capacity, etc. Comparing Lilly to Agrias, they're pretty much equal. Lilly is faster, stronger, and smarter(mouthed). Agrias is far more durable, experienced and doesn't need her nose to breath. Fairly even, I'd say. Now, how will this fight pan out? Well, remember that Agrias doesn't need to breath to live, one of the advantages of being from an old game. With a bit of money, she was able to pay off Queen Remedi to get a special law in place for this battle... Imagine Lilly's surprise when the words, "New Law: Skinny Dipping Battle" arose, to the glee of all the perverts in the RPGDL. When she tried to simply quit the battle and leave, the crack undressing squad of Zelos, Vigoro and Prince Charmles stripped her naked and tossed her into the water. Considering her shock and the water temperature (ever so slightly above freezing), it's no surprise that Lilly was concentrating more on breathing than fighting Agrias the mighty swimmer in a rousing game of water polo, resulting in her defeat. Just goes to show you that anatomical omissions sometimes work out for the best. Agrias Oaks: 52 
Zidane Tribal vs Nina
SageAcrin *Five months ago.* "...why...is there a monkey on top of me?" Saki said, staring up at Zidane in bafflement. "Because the idiot burst out of the floor and used my clothes to keep from flying out of the arena." Zeno said, her voice as cold as death, as she vainly attempted to keep her horribly rended clothes up. "And gave me a rather vicious cut in the process." "Hmmm. Call it." Saki said, pulling out a coin, without shifting the thief on top of her, and flipping it. "Tails." "Darn. Well, I forfeit." Saki said, shrugging. "Now, let's take care of this." "Huh?" Zidane said, baffled. Then Saki strangled him. --- "...Their co-operative fighting style is even more magnificent." Ghaleon noted, watching Zeno hammer Zidane out of the air soon after Saki launched him skyward. "Still, my day doesn't feel compl-" "Aaaaahhhhhh!" Zidane yelled hoarsely, as Saki launched him into the stands. Hurtling towards Ghaleon. And Ghaleon effortless smashed him out of the air with a Hell Wave, before he could even come close, sending him through the ceiling, out through an empty arena, and into the sky. "Now my day feels complete." Ghaleon said with satisfaction. --- Zidane, hurtling through the sky, only knew pure horror, as he watched the ground close. "...If I get out of this alive, I will never, ever, ever, ever do another perverted thing in my life, I swear to all the gods in existance everywhere!" Zidane screamed. And a sudden gust of wind shifted his trajectory, sending him slamming into a lake. --- "...No, actually. I...the last thing I remember is walking into this place for the first time, yesterday. Then I fell asleep, and woke up today." Zidane said, rubbing his aching, bandaged head. "...you...don't remember the last couple of years?" "Years!?" Zidane said, stunned. --- "What do you mean, "hidden curses"?" Brey said, puzzled. "...I have a theory that a few individuals are simply cursed by whoever guides our fates to have certain roles, no matter how hard they try to get out of them." Mazus said, shrugging. "...I think I'd shoot myself." Brey noted. "They can't." Crowley said, walking over to a window, and looking out onto the starry sky. "Part of why it's a curse. They'll never believe they are at all cursed-nothing to shoot themselves over." "Perhaps it's karma, a punishment for previous actions. Or maybe they curse themselves, by simply enjoying what they do too much. Or maybe it's simply a horrific coincidence replayed over and over." "Or maybe the gods are just insane." Crowley mused to the sky. *And now, the conclusion of this episode of Zidane's soap-opera life, five months later.* *A dark room somewhere...* "I think he forgot." Althena mused to herself. "And you represented the fool to this council." A voice said coldly. "We who rule this universe. Among places. You tried to defend the universe's largest pervert. You said he would reform, and should be saved... And he forgot. From a lousy head injury. Despite clearly having nothing in his head. And I only supported you because of past...relations. That, and because I would have missed the satisfying feeling of crushing his bones. Have you anything to say for youself?" "...It does seem a pretty bad idea when you put it that way." She said, sighing. "But everyone deserves a chance! Even perverts that try to grope me every time I pass by!" "That's the sort of idealism I would expect from someone who can't get out of Light without her plot skills, and who probably can't beat Cloud's plot powers with them...though, that isn't fair, a sadly large portion of this council couldn't at this point." Another figure sighed, shifting a lock of silver hair out of his face. "GLLLAGGGHHLLL." A giant cloaked figure shrieked, spikes poking through it's town-sized cape. "...Why did we let Lavos on here anyways? Oh well." A feminine voice sighed. "Right, he's sort of a god too. Even if he can't count. At any rate, do you have anything to say in Zidane's defense before we pass sentence?" The young girl said. "Why would I?" Althena said, shrugging. "At this point, I doubt he's redeemable myself. Besides, all you're doing is releasing the council's protection on him, right?" "Protection...yes." Fou-Lu, disdaining secrecy, hadn't bothered with any ridiculous cloak. "He hath no protection from this group after this point. Not even the seal." "Seal?" Althena said, confused. "You didn't know that?" Another figure said, chuckling nastily. "We didn't make him the way he is, attracting danger. We saw that something did, and sealed off it's full potential. Because we saw it could rend space and time apart, that it could defy reality, that it was even a danger to the universe. But now...ewheheheheheh! Now we've decided that's probably more fun this way." "What!? You mean this is Zidane when he's relatively non-danger prone!?" Althena said, stunned. "But...how is that possible?" [No one knows.] Another figure said simply. *Three years ago.* "Those fools, they seek to deny me my true stature in Godlike." Lezard Valeth said irritably. "My power that makes gods tremble cannot be stopped so easily. The power of the Philosopher's Stone cannot be quelled! I shall use it's full fury to demolish them all, and become the true overlord of the Duelling League, not that pathetic squir-" "Hi! I'm new around here." Zidane said, knocking at Lezard Valeth's door. "I came here yesterday, and man, there's so many hot women here! Of course, Dagger came too, so she's kinda annoyed at me for checking them all out, and so she kicked me out tonight, and I figured that, since we're neighbors, you wouldn't mind letting me stay here." "...hm. No." Lezard said. "Please? I mean, I won't get in the way." "No." "But-" "No." "But!" "No." "Pleaaaaaaaaase?" "...NO." "But...I mean...please?" "You're not going away until I say yes, are you." "Um. Maybe?" "...fine, come in." Lezard said. "Sit on the couch. Don't move at all. Don't touch anything. Just go to sleep. I'm conducting a very important magical ceremony. I'm just assuming you have the brains Odin gave a Monstrous Glowfly when I say this and that you don't want to experience a mind-wrenching hell. Do you understand?" "Huh? Oh, sure." Zidane said, nodding sagely with the long practice of someone who had learned to act as though he'd heard everything said, even though he tuned out five seconds in and was thinking of Suikoden women playing volleyball in short-shorts with no bras on. "Don't touch things. Got it. Mmmm, bouncy." "Hmph." Lezard said. "Spirits of the darkness, arise!" He called out, standing in a runic circle, holding the Philosopher's stone over his head. "I call out to thee! Narneth clorda nornyin dala! My spirits I sacrifice to thee!" He said, matching words to action as an entire legion of Dragon-Tooth Warriors, the last he had, crumbled silently to dust, their spirits posessing the stone. "I call upon the ultimate power, the power to crush all that exists, to render it impotent before my great stature and infinite might!" The Philosopher's Stone, as if reacting to Lezard's words, shone with a brilliant blue light. "Ooooooooooh." Zidane said, entranced. "Man, this guy puts on an awesome show." He said, getting up and watching the light pour from the stone. "I wonder if you can make it glow another color?" "Now, I call upon your purest destructive might! Unseal thy true potential of chaos!" Lezard said, and the stone shifted to an eerie black light. "Ooooooh! It can! Here, let me try!" Zidane said, rushing forward to grasp the Philosopher's Stone. "What are you doing, you fool?" "I just want to make it glow pink!" Zidane said happily, wrestling for the stone. "It'll be great at parties! Come on!" "What!?-oooph!" Lezard, the none-too-physically oriented wizard said, as he tumbled forward onto Zidane. "Glomph?" Zidane said. "Gl..glach!" He said. "...what is wrong with you?" Lezard said, staring up at Zidane's face. Just in time to see him swallow the Philosopher's Stone. "..." Lezard simply stared blankly at Zidane. "...That won't hurt me, will it?" Zidane said, concerned. "...hmm. No, the purest manifestation of destruction ever created will not, in fact, kill you if you swallowed it. Of course not. That would be ridiculous. Why ever would you think that." Lezard said sarcastically. "But..." "Okay, good, well, I've got to go now before you beat me up for eating something precious, bye!" Zidane said, fleeing the room. "..." Lezard stared after him. "...I could try getting...no, I don't want it after it's been in there anyways. Besides, now that it's found a new...master...as such...it won't return easily anyways. It will simply crush him." He said, sighing. "Oh well. I should put a seal on it from here. It should be easy to trace and do, though certainly a lot of it's detructive power will seep through. Despite space and time displacement effects and some small chance of disrupting universal balance, it should be entertaining to see him die every hour or so. If it's true power were ever unleashed and not focused...well, it's sealed now, and no one will notice." Lezard said, putting down the second Philosopher's Stone. "I have other Stones, naturally, after the first one was sacrificed I made sure to stockpile them, but unfortunately I'm now out of Dragon-Tooth Warriors. Those will take years to replace." Lezard mused. "Of all the luck...well, I guess I'll go have a drink with Jogurt. At least his true power's being respected, for once." *Three years later.* "I get another match? Wow, this is my lucky day!" Zidane said happily. "And it's against a girl?" "..." Amarant stared at him. "...don't hit on Nina." "Why not? All those Ninas are hot chicks!" Zidane said happily. "...just don't. I don't want to have to kill you. This is from me, here, I put up with you better than most people." "Oh, okay." Zidane said, as they reached the arena. "Well, I'll see you after I win!" He said, rushing into the ring. "Why do I put up with him? Oh, right. If you get past the perversion, frail ego, general dimness and ignorance, and the fact that Dagger blowing him up costs me nights of sleep, he's actually not a half-bad guy." Amarant said, watching Zidane skid to a stop in front of the strange looking winged girl. "Just deserves what he gets." Amarant said, leaping into the stands bodily. (Amarant doesn't use stairs. Something about them being for pansies. He's hell on cheaply built houses. Especially what with thinking doors are for pansies too.) "Um...okay, I really won't hit on her." Zidane mumbled to himself, as he stared at the young green-haired girl. "Aooo?" Nina said. "...Um...are you some kind of a beast girl?" Zidane said. "Mrr?" Nina said. "...um...do I have to fight this retarded gir-OW!" Zidane said, as various cans, bottles and food fell upon him. "What, I just called her retarde-owowowow. Okay, okay. Fine, I guess I have to beat up the re-the girl, fine. Sheesh." Zidane said, pulling out his trusty Ultima Weapon. "Well, fine." Zidane said, as the match was declared started. "Now, Sou-" "Ouuuuuu!" Nina said, blasting Zidane with her Death magic before he could raise his weapon. And Zidane, stunned, slowly crumpled to the ground. "That's it?" "What, I spent all that money to see Zidane die, and that's all? One lousy spell?" "I want my money back, they charged like twelve times as much as normal for those tickets!" "Take it off!" "...Jecht's drunk again?" Angry mutters were heard from the crowd, as the judges declared Nina the winner. Then Zidane, suddenly, started glowing black. "...oh no." Luna said. "No, no, no, no, those idiots decided to release the seal the same time as his match?" She said, stunned, as the black light eminated from Zidane's body. "What are you talking about, Luna?" Alex said, puzzled. "Um...nothing! No, I'm...um...clearly not part of some secret cabal that would know about something world destroying." Luna stammered nervously. "..." "...um...look, can we please get running?" "...Okay." Alex said, grabbing Luna's arm and rushing out of the arena. "What the hell is he doing?" Edge said, puzzled. He had come to watch the match mostly because Yuri's was ten minutes later-as such, time killing was in order. "Is this some kind of clothes dissolving light that will end up turning him into a kumquat? If so, damn, I need to learn how to make that light, it could come in handy to turn him into a kumquat." He said, peering forward interestedly. "Other people too, but especially him." --- [There is some difficulty, I gather.] Mewtwo said, staring at the laboring mages. [Something about the seal being stronger than what was placed there. Perhaps it absorbed some of the power?] "...No. That seal hath been designed to turn Zidane's destructive power inward, not to strengthen." Fou-Lu said, frowning. "In order to simply have it destroy him. Or, barring that, create amusingly pathetic situations. If the seal is indeed stronger than what was placed there, that can only mean...HALT! CEASE!" Fou-Lu said, suddenly, shouting at the mages. "What? You foolish weak god, we're done." Zeromus said. "The seal's broken, why would you want to stop? It will crush an idiot to powder! It will be glorious!" "...because we hath broke two seals." Fou-Lu said dully. "If he was to be that dangerous with just one broken..." --- Zidane suddenly glowed and sparked with black light. The arena was engulfed in a black light-no, a reverse light, that dimmed the skies themselves. The gates of hell had opened. Zidane's luck was about to reach a new low. Zidane rose, puzzled. Why was he alive? And what was this weird darkness around him? Ryu 5, in the stands, watched the darkness surround Nina, sending her into a deep sleep. Assuming that the light had killed her, he flew into a rage. Quickly using D-Dive, he lept into the arena. --- "GLAARRGHL!" Lavos shrieked into the air. "What's wrong with him?" Kefka said. "No...this..." Fou-Lu grabbed Mewtwo by the arm and rushed off. "We must stop this! This cannot be allowed!" [Why are you so worried?] Mewtwo thought, puzzled. "Because if Zidane's luck is a hundred times worse sealed once-which it had been before we found out about it, only a few hours after the event occured...then we art all in very grave danger." Fou-Lu ran quickly, as Lavos suddenly blasted a massive array of energy beams into the air. He didn't even have to look to know they were aimed at the arena Zidane was in. "Because Zidane's luck is now ten thousand times worse." Fou-Lu finished. "The luck of the man killed half a dozen times in a day is now ten thousand times worse. That...is unfathomable. And it will destroy us all." --- Ryu, shrieking in rage, blasted Zidane with D-Breath, heedless of his own life. Zidane, shrieking in incredible agony, wondered why he wasn't dying. (There were also some thoughts about Final Fantasy X women playing soccer in there, but they were relatively very brief.) Ryu wondered the same thing about himself. Using up this much of his power should, in fact, have killed him by now. But the power of the black light was strong. Then the arena exploded, as destruction rained from the heavens. --- "We're going to try those prototype missiles?" Cid said eagerly. "Yep!" Rikku said. "All we have to do is launch 'em at this mountain, and boom! Or at least they should." She added. "The ultimate combination of Machina weaponry and Rune Shell technology, combined to make the best missile ever!" "Alright! Let's fire off the test missiles! YEEEEEEHAW!" Cid said. A massive swarm of missiles blasted towards the distant mountain. Then pulled a sharp 135 degree turn and veered off. Towards the distant arena. "Damnit! Rikku, didn't you say those things were accurate!?" Cid swore. "They are! I watched a test model hit a head-sized bullseye in rock from ten miles! Welp, only one thing to do?" "Hmmm?" Cid said. "Fly the hell out of here. Do you want to pay for that?" Rikku said anxiously. --- "Hmmhmm. That fool Lexis, thinking he can create a weapon named after my marvelous Carronade and use it to dispense dairy." Lord Yuna said, rubbing his hands together. "I shall show him the true power of the original. I have, this day, found the strongest soul I ever shall, the soul of one as unto a god, and subdued it." He said, staring up at the massive form of Deus, covered in cables. "It took me infinite pains to do this, but for one who mocks me, there is no lengths I will not go to." He said, aiming the retrofitted Carronade at Lexis' home. "I even have gone so far as selling my soul to Chu-Chu! The Profound Darkness demands a very high price for her aid." He muttered angrily. "And, so, this Hex will rend your very soul from your body, fool." He said, pressing the button that would, in seconds, fire the greatest Hex ever seen at Lexis Shaia's home. Then a massive gale-force wind blew up and shoved the cannon to one side. "NO!" Yuna yelled, desperately trying to fix the aim, as the Carronade fired the greatest Hex ever created. At Zidane's match. --- "Those foolish mortals. They think they can mock me?" Indalecio said. "They will all perish!" Indalecio, after his last loss, had possibly gone a little off the deep end. ...A little more. "And this shall end you all!" He said, from the controls of Energy Nede's main Anti-Matter Cannon bank. "One shot of this weapon's full power will burn you all out of existance! AHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHA!" He said, firing down from space at the Duelling League. "...how? HOW? How could the full power beam become so focused?" Indalecio said, stunned, as a relatively tiny, yet incredibly powerful, beam of anti-matter blasted out of the Class 9 barrier that surrounded Nede. Lancing directly towards the arena Zidane was in. Shortly thereafter, the rest of the Wisemen tied him down on a bed and, eventually, got him the help he needed. Well, the help they thought he needed. Which was mostly them beating the hell out of him, but still. --- And so, the arena blew up three more times, vaporising half the Duelling League arenas proper and killing approximately four hundred and twenty two thousand people. Edge had the sense to throw a smoke bomb as soon as he saw Lavos' energy blasts lancing towards the arena. Ryu also survived. The power of Wyrm is infinite. And the person he was attempting to rip limb-from-limb also survived. The Philosopher's Stone wouldn't let Zidane die. Not so easily as that. Zidane Tribal: 37 Ryu Hayabusa
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Vivi Ornitier vs Sigurd
Sei (Author's Note: If you don't know the random Japanese words peppered in the following commentary, it is probably for the best if you never try to figure out what they mean.) One half of the yaoi knight star from a Suikoden A mage that's the epitome of utter cuteness Only one thing can result from this... That's right! A full scale fangirl war! With both games having incredibly rabid pools of fandom to draw from, the war was expectedly bloody and intense. Screams, squeals and otakunese battlecries of "Itai!!", "hidoi!!", and "semicolon, underscore, semicolon!!" filled the air as cat ears, strangely colored wigs, and pieces of home-made costumes were scattered everywhere. It was a no-hold barred melee! Final Fantasy plushies were chucked, only to be deflected by thick volumes of Suikoden doujins! Gunblades and Buster Swords met Tonfas and Heaven Fang Staves as fangirls dressed as their favorite bishies swarmed the battlefield! Estrogen-driven and high-pitched, all nearby people that were either filled with hormones or possessed sensitive ears had long since fainted, either from massive nosebleeds or from having their ear drums shattered! At the rate they were going, it appeared that it will only end if both sides were completely annhilated! ...that is, until some cooler heads prevailed, and both sides talked with each other. They eventually agreed that this was a really stupid idea, and with all the fangirl talent gathered in one spot, they should instead combine their abilities for love. And thus was written the largest compilation of Final Fantasy/Suikoden crossover yaoi doujinshis. And since the Sigurd and Vivi story had Sigurd leading, he was declared the stronger and therefore the winner. Sigurd and Vivi are still denying any involvement in all of this. Vivi Ornitier: 35 
Lexis Shaia vs Alma Beoulve
OblivionKnight "This still doesn't seem like it will work, oh dark one" Lexis sighed as he stared at the robed figure in front of him. Earlier in the week, he had received an anonymous letter informing him that an unknown fan of his research wanted to help him win this battle. Knowing he himself stood little chance of winning (and he always liked to meet fans of his research), he immediately took this unknown person up on their offer of support. Now, he wasn't so sure. Yes, he had been given a plan that seemed foolproof, but...still, a very perturbed though lingered in his mind. "You say you yourself are a scientist?" "I do" the robed figure said, the voice vaguely feminine. "I think your research is fascinating and these religious fanatics who denounce technology need to suffer. Science forever!" "While I fully agree, oh robed one, the fact remains that this plan isn't...one I'd consider to be very...prudent, I think is the word" "Don't be such a prude. lolomgpunnnnzorz!!!" Lexis stared at the robed figure for what felt like an eternity. Sighing, and in need of a heavy dose of Xanax, he proceeded back to his residence to prepare for the battle the next day. ----- The cleric Alma stood, eyeing her adoring brother in the stands. "Oh yes," she thought, "there'll be some fun tonight once this is over. Oh yes". She gave her brother a wink, and focused on her opponent, Lexis, as he readied himself. Charging her MBarrier spell, the cleric stared down at her foe, thinking of all the fun times she'd have tonight... ...then something happened No, not that. No, not that either. Lexis took off his lab jacket, revealing...a birthday suit. One in extreme need of the Fab Five. Swinging his wrench in the air, twirling it around his head, Lexis called out, "Like what you see, theological wench?! Come and take me now!" Alma cringed...her virgin eyes forever scarred by the hideous sight. Frightened, she ran - ran as far away as she could get. Lexis smiled smugly, happy the plan had worked... ...or was he truly happy? He was mostly happy for the quick anesthesia provided by Will Raynard smashing him over the head with his sledgehammer. It prevented him from feeling the rest of the pain the remainder of the RPGDL, ranked and unranked, proceeded to inflict upon him. Up in the stands, Shion Uzuki smiled, clutching her camera. "Oooohhhhhh yes! Soon, I'll have completed my sexy scientist calendar! And then all my lonely nights will be unlonely!" "You idiot, you put him up to this!?" Tatjana screamed. "And unlonely isn't a word, idiot!" "So?" Shion responded. "What are you going to do about it?" "Wait and see" ----- In the end, Lexis got a wonderful stay at Hell's Pass Hospital, cared for by several hundred Nurse Joys. Unfortunately, the RPGDL Committee decided that, for scaring a multitude of people, as well as causing the worst case of mass emesis since the vomitoriums, Lexis would be disqualified. Furthermore, it was decreed that all men over the age of 40 caught naked in public would be fined and severely beaten. Meanwhile, Tatjana and the RPG Scientist Council ejected Shion from their ranks for "irreparable harm to the proud and respected dignity of the noble RPG scientists". Alma is currently at St. Jude's Mental Hospital, citing something about "seeping" in her sleep. Lexis Shaia: 26 Dunefar
Kid vs Vaida
Ryu Hayabusa "Bad news, Umbriel," Vaida laughed, patting her wyvern's back. "It's yet another Chrono Cross runt, come to ruin your digestion." "Kyaaa!!" Umbriel shrieked, spitting in disquist. "Sorry mum," Kid said, hands on hips. "But yer overgrown lizard'll break his teeth on the likes o' me!" "Behold, the little runt's got a big mouth!" Vaida said. "Let's see how you talk after I drive a lance through it!" Unexpectedly, Vaida surged forward, driving the tip of her uber-spear toward Kid's face. But Kid stepped aside just in time, and Vaida found herself spinning around uncontrollably. When she recovered, she realized she was no longer holding the uber-spear. "Lookin' for this, mum?" Kid smirked, hefting the spear in her hand. "Oh, didja need this to up yer stats? So sorry!" "You little bitch," Vaida spat. "You know you can't steal weapons in your game or mine. Did you use the mine glitch on me?" "Finders keepers, losers weepers!" Kid laughed, sticking her tongue out. "Die!" Vaida commanded, drawing a Killing Edge and hurling herself at Kid in a cyclone of slashing, clawing, biting fury. Kid found herself fighting for her life, barely dodging critical after critical and struggling against Vaida's counterattacks. Soon Kid was bleeding profusely, though she had landed her fair share of hits on Vaida too. "Ngg!" she winced, dancing back to a defensive stance. "Not bad, mums. But I still have a few tricks left up my sleeve, ya know." "You're finished. Die quietly for me, will you?" Vaida laughed, climbing higher into the air and launching herself into a high-speed dive, meant to crush Kid like a gnat. But instead she flew straight into a hail of daggers, as Kid unleashed Redpin. At that speed, the damage to Vaida and Umbriel was devastating, and they flew out of the arena to crash into a senseless heap among the stands, killing several spectators instantly. "Don't mess with the best!" Kid crowed, as the Chrono Cross section erupted in cheers. "That was for turning poor ol' Solt into wyvern food!" Kid: 51 UltraDude
Yumei vs Hellion
superaielman Mermaids are creatures of water. Nothing scares them more than being away from the beloved ocean. Too bad for Yumei that Hellion can bury her under several tons of soil with the powerful Earthquake spell. Yumei: 21 
Garet vs Gepetto
superaielman Whatever else you say about Garet, he's at least good at hitting people in the face. A double dose of pyroclastic energy should nicely torch Gepetto and his little doll too. Garet: 37 Lurking Registered User
Flonne vs Kashell
SageAcrin This is, perhaps, the oddest match on record. Kashell was reluctant to fight his opponent. Flonne was reluctant to fight her opponent. Both for totally different reasons, naturally...well, Flonne's were comparable to Kashell's, that she didn't want to beat on someone noble and good, with the added bonus of also not wanting to get beaten up. So, they were attempting to resolve a peaceful conclusion, Flonne winning with all the true verbal talent that only a lawyer has. Then the arena blew up. It's a pity they held so many matches at the same time as Zidane's, really. At any rate, the judges decided to respect the two combatant's wishes, and hold the most peaceful contest ever to determine the winner. The first person to get revived won. Unfortunately, the talents of the Valkyrie Profile and Disgaea casts vastly differ. Ultimately, Kashell was easily revived, while Flonne ended up a Prinny for a while. But hey, she was a cute pink Prinny, so she didn't really mind. Much. Really, she only stabbed Etna a few times for that screwup. Etna figured the "screwup" was worth it. Flonne: 32 Dunefar
Cripple Fight! SageAcrin Pierre and Gobi, being civilized, decided to take their match outside the shop. It was a lightning speed match, as both danced back and forth, sword and spear battling one another in a storm of blows. The crowd cheered. It was a strange crowd, but never mind that. Gobi seemed to have the edge of longer range, too, but Pierre, with brilliant uptake, cut off part of Gobi's spear handle! In the match of wits, Pierre had indeed won. Then Orlandu Holy Explosioned both of them out of the way. As he sheathed his sword, he ran on towards the flaming arena. Sometimes, a knight has to do what he must to do what's right, and he needed to be at the arena after that explosion. Missiles? Beams? It clearly was a place for a truly noble knight to be. The crowd cheered. It was a really strange crowd. Who knew Gobi was rich or vain enough to hire a crowd, anyways? Granted, they cost birdseed. Then again, who knew Pierre would drug them, in the hopes that this would make them cheer for him more? The crowd, naturally, looted the store after. And this is the story of how some drugged up heavily armed Pidgies rioted through town, burning and looting all within reach. You don't hear about these things on the news. I mean, they're Pidgies. "Within reach" is about four inches up. There was a vast increase in the occurance of hotfoot cases for a while, though. But this is the Duelling League. The machine gunning Imp riots were only a couple of days ago(Put down only a day ago by an extremely stiff wind.) and a few weeks before that, rabid Rabites ran wild through the streets, howling cutely at the moon. You get used to these things. Gobi: 12 Pierre: 29 Beatdown: 43 legendaryflyingfailure
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