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Yuna vs Lavos
Cmdr_King Yuna's victory over Lavos was an unusual one, yet had a sense of familiarity about it. To whit; Lavos rose from the floor of the arena, ominous music playing, drooling slightly. Yuna, non-plussed, merely pulled out a small box. "You... should really meet my pet." Cracking the lid slightly, the mighty Sin was revealed in its full, planet-smashing glory. The two monstrous entities growled back and forth for a time, until bizarrely Lavos looked away, blushing. The two then skipped off into the sunset together, little hearts dancing overhead. Yuna clasped her hands together in glee. "I... hope I'm invited... to the wedding." In unrelated news, Yuna altered the team introduction of the Gullwings. It now goes "I'm Rikku!" "I'm Paine!" "And I'm Cute~!" Yuna: 62 jaymthegenius@yahoo.com
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Cyril vs Jessica Albert
Taishyr Jessica and Cyril faced each other in the arena. The air was heavy with the eyes of a thousand onlookers. Jessica idly cracked her whip once, waiting for the match to start. A small lake of water had formed around Cyril. ..yes, water. You see, he was drooling over Jessica. It was easy for Jessica to Twin Dragon Lash the hapless Wise Man to hell. I mean, when you've not seen an attractive woman for such a long time, and the foe shows up in her Dangerous Bustier... well, yeah. Easy win for Jessica. Cyril: 37 jaymthegenius@yahoo.com
Guv vs Royce
superaielman ".............." "..." "...?" "..." "....<3" "..!!!!" *Flee*" "..;_;" --- "Vow of silence. Possibly my best idea ever, after beating up Zidane." Edge's cackling laugher could have doubled nicely for a Lezard laugh. "Too bad that Guv couldn't pick up Royce. I wouldn't want to be stuck with a horseface like Medea. Still, a win's a win. Now to go watch the carnage in Yuri's match." Guv: 49 
Xenobia vs Yuri Volte Hyuga
superaielman Edge's work was far from done this week. Oh no. While Ghaleon's first ho was handled nicely, the second one had actually broken her vow of silence. There was but one punishment, perfected timed to occur before Xenobia's duel with Yuri. --- Yuri looked out in plain amazement. Xenobia wore even less than she usually did, and she was ignoring Yuri and her fight, which was due to start any second. With a look of her face best described as a cross between seductive and murderous, she jumped into the Godlike stands, and made a beeline for Piastol. Wasting no time, she leaped into Piastol's lap, and began running her hands all over the Angel of Death. "Hey, baby. How about we ditch this duel and go somewhere private?" The crowd response was a roar louder than Yuri had ever heard. He didn't have a chance to see what Piastol said, but the sounds of screaming and chucks of Xenobia flying towards the arena gave him a fair idea of what was said. Yuri shook his head, and ambled over towards where the now laughing Edge was. "..Okay. Drink's on me, you bastard. Talk about one upping. I almost feel sorry for Xenobia, that was a brutal beating." Edge stopped and composed himself, looking serious all of a sudden. "Actually, Piastol said yes. That was the crowd tearing her apart in jealousy. The tearing apart occured when the crowd swarmed Xenobai." "Needless to say, TimeRecord's gonna get heavy use tonight!" Xenobia: 24
Ted vs Nina Wyndia
Cmdr_King Conceptually, this is a fairly interesting match. Not in terms of the skills or personae of the duellers involved, but on a symbolic level. That is to say, both are enormous sex symbols, Nina the Second being "the hot one", and Ted being one of the poster boys of tragic yaoi romance. It's not quite as glamorous as a high-profile yaoi/yuri match between Dart and KOS-MOS, maybe, but it's certainly material enough for dozens of aspiring young college students to BS thesises out of. Of course, the fact that Ted immediately blasted Nina into constituant particles with Judgement may hinder their efforts, but I rather doubt it. (After all, think of the things you could build with the base components of Nina! Just don't get caught at it.) Ted: 44 
Lede vs Claude Kenni
Grefter Lede was offering Claude some tips on how to fix up his short game a little, so Lede and Claude decided that they would have their match a little more private and allow no spectators or judges under a little known clause in the Duelling League format. If both duellists agree to it then it can be arranged, almost nobody takes it up though due to just how much underhanded play there is in the League. Well anyway, Claude lost at golf, but came out all smiles and he was far more proficient with a pitching wedge by the end of the day. Lede: 63 jaymthegenius@yahoo.com
Feena vs Angela
superaielman "What do you mean I can't get in, you foul hooligan? I'm Rune Walsh, savior of the world and master Esper." Much to Rune's general surprise and dismay, the arena for Feena and Angela's fight was jam packed. Two heavies, one a former godlike and one a heavy champ, made for a good fight. It didn't hurt that both didn't wear much in the way of clothing, and had shown no relutance to shed said clothing in epic fights. "Arena's closed. Name's Wugui, and not hooligan." The demonic creature grinned at Rune, obviously amused at this puny attempt to threaten him. "The ladies said you weren't invited, after your last stunt. And all the spectator seats are taken. Scoot." Rune's face turned red. The gall of this creature, to dare insult him. He'd pay. "I see. There's only one response for such a plan.. Legion!" Much to his shock, Wugui suffered no ill effects from the blast. "You see, I was hired especially for dealing with you. Feena wanted no chances taken after last week. I have a special ability, see.." Rune blanched. He remembered where he had seen Wugui from. The magic immune Wugui. The magic immune Wugui who he just blasted and insulted. While getting thrown out of the arena and beaten up by a demonic thug like Wugui was insulting, it could have been worse. Justin could have done it. --- "Damn. I didn't even get into the arena. And according to the offical news, Feena won her match handily. I'll have a perfect chance to avenge myself next week. Oh yes. Hahahhaaha!" Feena: 47 
Zelos Wilder vs Vigoro
Lance Come on now. You have two of the biggest playas in RPG history going head-to-head, and you actually expect them to fight each other? But...but that can't happen. What if Vigoro blasts Zelos in his beautiful face? What if Zelos messes up Vigoro's hair? No, a fight was out of the question. Instead, Zelos and Vigoro decided to settle this match in the fairest, easiest, and most predictable way possible: They would each go out into the world and try to pick up as many chicks as possible. Whoever could woo more ladies in 24 hours would be the winner. And thus, Vigoro and Zelos went out and did what they did best. Vigoro used his chiseled physique, dashing good looks, and his massive *ahem* cannon to charm all the ladies he came in contact with. After the 24 hours had expired, the Sky Pirate strutted out into the arena with 661 adoring women swooning and clinging to his muscular shoulders. When he saw Zelos entering the other end of the arena all by himself, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Looks like the pretty-boy Chosen was all talk after all. "What's this? Where'd all your groupies go?" Vigoro asked as he adjusted his shades. "Did I steal all of 'em away from you?" "That's a nice collection of hunnies you've got there," Zelos said as he fished a small round object out of his pocket and tossed it to Vigoro. "But it's just a drop in the bucket compared to what I've hauled in." Vigoro glanced at the object in his hand. It was a small badge with the word "Gigolo" written on it. Puzzled, he looked over to Zelos for some kind of explanation. Zelos simply grinned and snapped his fingers. At his command, three dump trucks filled to the brim with items rolled into the arena and dumped their contents onto the ground behind Zelos. Vigoro could only stare as the massive mountain of items grew and grew. "See all those items? I got each one from one of my hunnies. And as that badge I just gave you shows, it looks like the name 'Zelos Wilder' is now known...worldwide," Zelos said with a triumphant grin. Thus, Zelos was awarded the victory. And even though he lost the match, there were no hard feelings from Vigoro. In fact, he's even been spotted asking Zelos for tips on dating and romance ever since the match. The two have apparently become quite chummy since then. Birds of a feather, eh? Zelos Wilder: 45
Salome vs Lilka Eleniak
Orson Carola Salome and Lilka walk out onto the field as the specators look on. Salome and Lilka exchange glances as the countdown begins. Once the countdown reaches zero, Salome casts Silent Lake (-Lvl 4), allowing him to do some needed physical damage on Lilka while Lilka returns the favor. Once SL ends, Salome and Lilka heal themselves (-Lvl 1 or 3 for Salome, no effect on Lilka's casting.) Salome then kicks off a Breath of Ice (-Lvl 2), which Lilka returns with a Hi-Flame (no effect on Lilka's casting). TEN MINUTES LATER: Salome: HP: 1 Lvl 1: All used up. Lvl 2: All used up. Lvl 3: All used up. Lvl 4: All used up. Lilka: HP: Max FP: 100 Then Lilka fires off a DualCast with Saber + Saber, Acacicly Rewriting Salome's face and doing the same with his winning streak. Salome: 27 
Tio vs Bowser Koopa
Pyromania This match is a clash of two philosophies. Bowser is a fighter who utilizes his Terrorize skill to leave his enemies helpless before him. This is also a good example of how he acts in general. He is the representation of fear in this fight. Tio is a cute android who journeyed in order to learn, amongst other things, love. She ultimately learned what it meant to love others and to sacrifice oneself for them. She is the representation of love in this fight. Machiavelli already told us who wins this one. Match to the Terrible Turtle. Tio: 32 
Tengaar vs L'Arachel
hinode The judges were forced to cancel the match and award victory to Tengaar when L'Arachel failed to show up on time. An investigation showed that the Raustenian Princess was murdered horribly in her dressing room, a massive apostrophe wound carved into her chest. Another apostrophe was painted on the nearby wall with her blood. The DL police have yet to identify the perpetrator of this heinous crime, although several people near L'Arachel's room shortly before that time have recalled a mysterious man in a hat sneaking around and cackling, "This'll be the last time she screws up my database with her accursed apostrophe!" Tengaar: 43 
Eileen vs Lucca Ashtear
Grefter Pig pigs pigs lol rofl taeks 1004350918235 arrows to kill instant win y is he in middle?!?!??? UNDERRAKNED omg y b a h8er ;_; r u sutpid o rly smthhni? how can u not b teh fan n warship hem????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? So yeah, how about them drugs huh? Lucca pumped a few cubic metres of NO2 into the arena to make everone in there stupid as all hell, hyped Luca Blight up on some PCP and convinced him that he was her. Then when Eileen came to the ring she was presented with a Luca Blight in a dress hand gun at the ready gunning for her. Who knows whether it was Luca actually being stronger a duellist in his current state or the shock, but Eileen went down after one pistol whip. Eileen: 42
Sheena Fujibayashi vs Mia Ausa
Grefter So after Zappa's impressive display Sheena and Mia decided that they wanted in on a piece of that action. So a couple of sexy pants, fancy hats and 18 holes with a bit of bondage mixed in later and we have a victor. Sheena Fujibiywhatever wins. No one really cared though, this was by far the highest rating Light match ever and the first one to actually receive world wide broadcast, not even finals matches get this kind of attention. Sheena Fujibayashi: 44 
Celine Jules vs Zappa
Grefter Zappa won. As always he ends up sleeping on the couch for the next few weeks afterwards, but for a manly man's man as manly as Zappa you just need to do it sometimes and it is worth it. It isn't as if he is going to be alone on that couch after getting a chance to do it in front of an audience anyway. Golfers totally pull in all the chicks. I blame the sexy pants and fancy hats. Also the bondage. Celine Jules: 41 
Nanami vs Mel
Cmdr_King The infinite possibilities of the universe are often not content to flow linearly. That is to say, possibility has a strange way of inflicting itself on space and time rather than time forcing a singular possibility. Humans and other such creatures lack the faculties to cope with such an existence, thus the perception of branching timelines, parallel universes, and so forth. However, some creatures are perfectly able to see all possibilities at once, even if they are perceived as only existing singularly. Shady Thousand, for an obvious example, simultaneously deals infinite and infantesimal damage (it's a tragedy of nature that humans of the conjoined DL dimension see it as rather closer to the second). The point of all this? Well, it turns out that Branky, Mel's ever-present companion, is another such creature. Contrary and in accordance with popular belief, he both is and is not a puppet (this also means Mel is and is not a ventriloquist. Apparently Branky rubbed off on her. Or she's a quantum singularity. Neither should surprise us.) While as a puppet Branky's relatively harmless, among his other possibilities are some truly frightening things. The relevant one in this match, as it turned out, was also what cost Mel the match; the True Lightning Rune. For but a few seconds, Branky happened to manifest as that primal force of nature, allowing Mel to incinerate Nanami with Hammer of Raijin. Unfortunately for her, however, one of the judges of that day was, in fact, Geddoe, who of course recognized the spell instantly and thusly disqualified her. Some might say this was prompted in part by jealousy, since Mel's version of the spell was significantly more impressive than Geddoe's, but then, that's neither here nor there really. Nanami: 50 Orson Carola
Colette Brunel vs Wakaba
Grefter Again riding on the coat tails of Zappa's success we have another pair that tried to do the whole golf thing. To bad everyone was completely and totally spent after the previous Sheena and Mia match and was kind of sick of the golf thing, no body turned up and it was not televised. The golf just isn't as appealing to the masses without Ninja or Scotsmen involved. Let this be a lesson to everyone. Colette Brunel: 39
A Pervert's Staple: The Wet T-Shirt Contest
Lance This one isn't even close. Tifa in a wet T-shirt contest against...well, less than stellar competition shouldn't require too much thought. Ask any FF7 fan to play a little game of Word Association and I'm sure you'll get the exact same results: Sephiroth? Pretty-boy. Cloud? Schizophrenia. Vincent? Emo. Tifa? Boobs. Yes, it's just that simple. People don't remember Tifa for her awesome Limit Breaks, her intriguing back story, her rocky relationship with Cloud, her hard-hitting martial arts style, or her noble fight against the forces of evil. No, they remember her bust size. And putting her in a contest where the T-shirts rarely stay on for more than five minutes is just plain unfair for the rest of the competition. Plus, I'm sure the crowd will go nuts when she launches Rashidi's fat ass off the stage with a well-placed Final Heaven. In the end, everybody wins! Well, except Rashidi. But he doesn't count anyway >_> Marge: 1 Sharon: 19 Tifa: 35 Fat Hilda: 8 Rashidi: 16
And Now, For Something Completely Different Grefter AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THE GOGGLES! THEY DO NOTHING! Rhapthorne: 2 Lich: 3 Garan: 10 Brahne: 17 Borgan: 3 Sneff: 10 Cagnazzo: 9 Ex-Death: 13 Octillus
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