Week 5 - Semifinals
Ryu vs Myria
Lurking Registered User
The fans were getting impatient. Ryu had shown up to the match and was waiting patiently for his opponent, who had called to tell the judges that she'd be a few minutes late to the match.
Finally, Myria showed up with a look of satisfaction on her face, but she did not yet step into the ring.
"Ho ho ho! Everyone, just wait a little bit longer! I promise you this is a pregame show you don't want to miss!" laughed the goddess. And in the background, the sounds of epic battle got closer and closer.
With a mighty crash, the gate to the arena buckled and flew off of its hinges, over Myria's head and into the center of the ring. Standing in the archway, glaring at Myria with an expression of guileless innocence that somehow conveyed pure hatred was the unmistakable form of Hello Rinarill.
"Oh, don't you like your new playmate? Profound Darkness isn't the only one who can create monsters, you know, and I can't have you interfering with more of my matches..." smirked Myria.
Hello Rinarill took a single threatening step towards the goddess, and was slammed into the ring from behind by a giant stuffed pink cave-moogle being ridden by a small sandy duck-billed lizard-like creature with floppy ears, a long tongue, and a megaphone cranked up to top volume.
"MEESA JAR-JAR-CHU-CHU SITH, CHU! OH, MEESA SO SORRY, CHU! THAT WAS BOMBADA BADCHU! LET MEESA HELP YOUSSA TO YOUSSA FEETSA! CHU CHU KACHOO!" screamed the new abomination at the top of its megaphone-amplified lungs.
Hello Rinarill countered with a Triple Hydro Pump, only for Jar-Jar-Chu-Chu Sith to accidentally trip out of the way, allowing half the stands to be decimated. Not to be foiled so easily, Hello Rinarill followed up with an Aura and a Rollout that knocked Jar-Jar-Chu-Chu Sith flying into the air, where it attempted to use a materia, but somehow managed to pull out a Slot Machine and drop it instead.
Upon strinking the ground, the reels began turning.
Death Joker was cast.
And of the four in the vicinity, only Myria was not yet in the ring.
The now-dead Ryu was judged unfit to fight, and Myria was awarded her championship.
Ryu: 49
Myria: 51
Imperial
The cards were dealt. Ryu3 grinned after looking at his Ace King set. He put in ten of his one hundred chips in the pot. Myria stared back at him wondering if he was bluffing. She gave her innocent look and politely threw ten of her chips into the pot.
The Flop: Ace Ace King
Ryu's Hand: Full House!
Ryu kept himself from smiling. This was going to be easy. He didn't want to scare her off though, perhaps just make her think she has a chance. He raised 20 more chips and threw them into the pot. Myria thought to herself for a moment before shrugging. She threw 20 chips into the pot.
Turn Card: Queen
Ryu could tell that Myria's eyes lit up. She was so easy to read. Ryu grinned again knowing she would now go in regardless of what he bet. He threw 40 chips into the pot. Myria stared intently into his eyes. He countered by flashing gold and turning into True Kaiser. A confident smile on his face. Myria's malevolent grin crossed her face as she threw 40 chips into the pot as well.
River: Queen
It was now or never. Ryu was going for broke. He pushed the rest of his chips into the pot. If he wasn't a silent protagonist he would've said 'all in'. Myria's grin turned sinister.
"The brood were always a careless breed," Myria said. "All in," She pushed her chips into the pot. The two flipped there cards.
Ryu: Ace King
Myria: Queen Queen
Ryu's Hand: Full House of Aces
Myria's Hand: Four of a kind Queens
Myria smirked. "As agreed," Ryu nodded his head and proceeded to get undressed.
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Two days later
Ryu 3 remained in the arena, completely naked. His mouth continued to open and close. He was trying to say something. . .anything!
The bet was the loser had to create and recite a poem of why the victor was that much better than them, in their birthday suit.
Its such a shame Ryu can't speak.
Tri4ngle M4n
Wow, he had done such a great job. And Ghaleon didn't even charge him, he said it would be worth the revenge alone.
Just a couple of weeeks after being released from custody due to lack of eivdence in connection to the murders of the people involved in the "Magical Girl Ghaleon" DVD Special Edition Box Set, he had received a late visit from an anonymous figure in a black robe with a tail, saying they know who's been secretly funding all of the videos that have been produced. Needless to say, they had his attention. About this time Ghaleon's phone rang, the figure told him to answer it, politely of course. Ghaleon greeted the director pleasently, and was suprised to be offered a job doing something for the DL so quickly. The robed figure encouraged him to take it with a nod, and discussions began as soon as Ghaleon hung up the phone.
Meanwhile, back at RPGDL HQ, Ryu and Myris have been summoned together to choose the stadium in which to have their epic battle. Myria being as cocky and cool as ever, just flat out offers RyuIII the choice, saying she he should choose where he suffers. Ryu, in a seemingly odd, sentimental moment, writes "Null Magic Hall" on the piece of paper sat down in front of him. The director gives him an odd look, and mutters something about that being odd, but he's only opposed to it because of the cost of having to have it either re-constructed to be large enough for their transforminative ablilities, or haveing to doing so magically, which would also be very expensive.
*4 hours later*
The director was about finished. He was tired of being laughed at. No one wanted to do it, at least, not for the amount of money that the struggling DL could offer. The only available construction workers were the DL Union, so there's no way that could be done on time. Oh well, he'll just set it up with the other arena tomorrow, he tells himself as he turns on his TV for the news. Where he discovers that Ghaleon had been released earlier that day for lack of evidence. Something about not enough of the bodies or areas remained to link him to the crimes. "What the hell", he told himself as he picked up the phone, for the most suprising call he's made in years...
"Hey Ghaleon! Congrats on your court victory!" Said the director. "I hope to see you around the DL again soon, old friend.....Yeah?! You wanna come back soon eh? Well, I know how you can! You just gotta do me one favor, and we can possbily even get you in next season, that is, unless you wanna train more! HA ha ha.....Well, I mean, yeah, we'd be paying you for this, but ehm, yeah....ok...sure, well, for this upcoming match, we need to enlarge the null magic arena....WHAT?!?!!?!? FREE!?? Are you serious? I mean!! Of course you are! Of course I'm grateful! Well, gotta go, thanks again friend!" The director quickly spouts as he practially hangs up on Ghaleon before he can change his mind.
*5 Days Later*
Myria couldn't believe it. He was stupid enough to choose an arena where he couldn't even use his healing magic. This was going to be quick, which was good, she had high noon tea time with Teepo in her garden today. It was good that Ghaleon had agreed to do the expansion of the arena, she knew he was powerful enough not to botch the job and create unexpected problems for her. He had done a good job too, looks just the same, only he may have made it too large...And then she understood why. Behemoth came lumbering, quick by it's standards, if you could call it so, through the door.
"Ha ha ha!" Myria laughed, still in her little girl form, "You're so scared you're actually going into the fight like that? I'm a little insulted though, I was hoping for Kaiser..."
"Grumphh...."
"Oh well, it's almost tea time, lets make this quick..." Myria said as she prepared to enter her Hyrda form. She concentrated on the transformation, and nothing happened! Quickly looking arond worriedly, as the behemoth slowly lumbered towards her, so quickly started heading off towards the edge, as she tried to change again. Something was VERY wrong here.
"... but you see, it serves her right in the end." Ghaleon says to Rei, who's too busy laughing to enjoy his popcorn. "Thanks for the info again, hopefully this will stop all those videos" he continues as Ryu is batting Myria around like a cat does a mouse. "You know, augmenting the arena's magic to not allow any transformations instead of all magic was suprisingly easy, but then again, I am Ghaleon."
Needless to say, we all know what happens when you put a beautiful blonde in front a very angry dragon with a lot of pent up agression.
Lunch.
Draco Ignifer
Normally, single PC vs. final boss matches turn out very, very messily for the PC. After all, it takes the entire party to stand up to the blasted thing in the first place... and with only a third, maybe even less, of the party now against it, the odds are rather pathetic.
Well, that's the normal case. However, there's also a phenomenon called "single party gaming," where dedicated players pick their favorite character, and have that character brutally slaughter the others, then proceed through the entire remainder of the game by their lonesomes. Normally, these are a rather difficult challenge, testing the mettle of the player who attempts to go through it.
In Ryu's case, it actually makes things easier. Poor Myria.
jaymthegenius@yahoo.com
And so Ryu comes face to face with Myria, alone, but how is he going to beat Myria alone? A tough question indeed. He went on a mission to collect swallow eyes, power foods, and proteins which he took to fairy villiage for duplication, after taking so many of these enhancers Ryu is feeling pretty good and powerful, and Myria the strongest entity in BoF? I think the Archmage would have something to say about that. But Ryu transforms into a kaiser, and can just withstand and deliver so much damage Myria falls.
Barubary
to bad Ryu III I was so hoping to see the first 4 time godlike champion. I mean a feet never before done even big names like Sephiroth, Fou-Lu, Ghalleon have yet to succede
but alas the goddess Myria is in a class far above the shape shifting dragon after all even he can't solo her. Well maybe Myria will succede next season... unless we see the dramatic return of Sephiroth
Mario
Myria will win.
Arngrim vs Ultros
Dark Lord Magus
Arngrim can't OHKO Ultros. Ultros is getting off his Imp Song. Arngrim is screwed. And yet everything is sunshine and rainbows, because Arngrim has lost to Jogurt before, so he really -can't- sink any lower. Those damned hamsters.
Arngrim: 39
Ultros: 67
RadLink5
Ultros has had a very lucky season. No I'm not referring to fighting mostly Status Vulnerable PCs, I'm talking about how he had the oppurtunity to let his tentacles do what they do best on a hawt Divine Knight, a sexy Princess who has a fetish for being kidnapped, an Overlord who looks like a little boy and can summon Meteors, and now a dead Mercinary. I hear the NTMA (National Tentacle Monster Association) is going to be holding a parade in his honor.
Of course his achievments in that field completely overshadow his Heavy championship.
Lezard Valeth
Imp song is so cheap. At least Angrim made it to the finals.
Browbeat
Although Ultros does have the speed advantage, Arngrim's Final Blast is sure to deal damage enough to skewer (and roast!) the Octopus nicely. Although there's no telling what Ultros' type REALLY is, Beast or Demon Slayer will rpobably help mete out additional 4-digit increments of damage...
Popoi vs Eiko Carol
Lurking Registered User
A short, immature, not-quite human creature that summons entities to do its bidding vs. a short, immature, not-quite human creature that summons entities to do its bidding.
But only one can turn its opponent into a Rabite.
Popoi: 49
Eiko Carol: 42
Gatewalker
Back to Heavy you go, Popoi. And stay there this time, will ya?
Porom vs Karyl Sheeden
SageAcrin
These two combatants, in the fight of a lifetime, with the world watching.
Well, the part of the world that wasn't watching Godlike, Heavy or Middle's championships.
So basically it was less the world and more a few dozen people.
But facts notwithstanding, it was a world to them, in spirit!
For this match was truly the most epic ever.
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"I had the idea after hearing about a certain...incident...with Duessel. It was too good to pass up." Zio said, staring down at the two combatants on the plains, fighting it out.
"...yes, but...I mean...that's...a young, inexperienced white mage...against a bard...here? Don't you usually try to not bore people to death?" Lucca asked curiously.
"Fine evil takes many forms." Zio said, shrugging. "In this case, making them fight in a Fire Emblem arena was only fitting. With neither being able to fight properly, it's quite entertaining." Zio said, chuckling. "I suppose she should have brought a Guiding Ring."
"...hmph. I could have been wasting my time in better ways than watching a staring match." Vincent Valentine noted. "Do I look like I really care?" Zio replied. "I'm quite happy here. It's not my fault none of you brought books." He added, as he called the match to begin.
Then he leaned back, and opened his book.
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"...you know...I'm not sure what's sadder. That we just had to watch a staring match..." Lucca said, staring down at the arena and rubbing her eyes.
"...or that it just took twenty seconds to end, with the bard fainting." Ramza finished, as he got up to declare the winner.
"Hmm. That little girl is quite impressive." Zio noted, as Porom stopped glaring at Karyl's unconcious form. "Pity about her choice in magic, and her brother being a brat. Oh well." He shrugged, and continued reading.
"...are you reading Harr-urgk!" Vincent cut off, as Zio lobbed him into the air.
"Yes. So I can do that to anyone who asks about it." Zio said, not looking up from his book. "Besides, it's superior research material. It's built up an excellent cult."
Porom: 50
Karyl Sheeden: 28
jaymthegenius@yahoo.com
It's a joke that a bard outranked a highly advanced gunner of the future, nonetheless Poroms array of magic is alot to handle, perhaps too much so for the bard, but wouldnt be too much for Opera.
Fireball
Huh.
Turns out that Porom was *so* confident in her ability to beat a bard (remember, she knows Edward personally) that she forgot to show up.
The only championship ever decided by an accidental forfeit! This would be history...
if it didn't happen in the Light division. (sigh)
MostRed
It was a grand, dark day. The sky burned. The seas boiled. The earth decayed.
For a bard had won a championship. And deserved it.
Pirates Ahoy! Battle of the job systems.
~Coldfire
SnowFire
Lavian, diligent as ever, was doing last-minute equipment checks. "Dictionaries ready? Thief Hats on? Speeches prepared? Finger guards set?"
"I still stand by my earlier objections. This strategy is ridiculous." Rad nervously tugged at his over-long robe. "Why can't we just go in there swinging big swords?"
Lavian sighed. "We've been over this already. They won't see this one coming. Trust me, it's the best chance we've got."
Alicia suddenly put the ship's telescope down. "There they are! I'm sure this'll all turn out okay!"
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From the crow's nest, Bartz yelled "Cap'n! We're being boarded! Looks like... three battle-debaters off the port astern! To arms!" Lenna was first to arrive as the invaders boarded the steamship. Lavian unleashed her first volley. "Would you be at all interested in joining our fine band of entrepreneurs? We can guarantee you a substantial sum of the 100,000 gil currently on your heads if you pretend to be captured and reformed."
"You think you can buy me with money? I'm a princess!" Lenna then did a performance that would have shamed Ivalice's summoners, insta-calling Bahamut- twice in a row! Luckily, the net result was akin to a stiff breeze on the faithless mercenaries, because it was obviously just an optical illusion created by seagulls, or something (??).
Rad gulped, and decided to hit Faris with the best line he had. "Join us or... or I've got Daravon's Annals of the Lion War, Volume IV* right here, and I know how to use it!"
Faris didn't even bother to respond, and with a look of disgust, unleashed an amazing 8-hit combo with the Holy Spear and the Masamune, somehow managing to make the katana / spear style not look ridiculous.
A bloody Rad was already in the mood for recriminations. "I told you this wouldn't work. Izlude didn't want to be invited either. Mediators suck."
Lavian was furious, and also wounded. "It was you who was so gung-ho at doing this at all. We took a gamble, and sometimes gambles... wait. Where's-"
"Ha! Now we shall- Bartz, what are you doing?!" Faris's triumphant taunt was cut short. The four turned and saw Alicia giggling and chatting with Bartz.
"Apparently they're on an adventure, or a quest, or something! Anyway, it sounds good to me. I like traveling. Why not go along with them and explore?"
"Wha-whaaat?" Faris gasped, nearly impaling herself on her spear.
Lavian recovered as best she could, and turned back to Lenna. "You do realize, ah, my liege, that the money I mentioned we can use for... animals... food? As in, food for animals. And maybe an anti-poaching education campaign? I've definitely always loved animals. Heck, we even saved a chocobo called Boco back in the Araguay Woods..."
"You DID? Oh, wow! So that's where Boco ran off to. You have to take us to find him again! Great!"
"Is it even the same one?" whispered Rad.
"Just shut up. Don't mess this up."
Faris recovered as best she could. "All right, fine, traitors, but just so you know, I'm going to consider this as you agreeing to join my crew."
* Yes, it won't come out for several centuries yet, but it's a special preprint.
Generics: 35
Bartz: 46
Silverlocke980
Please.
Farris used to *run* a pirate ship. She immediately uses her "captain" voice and commands the weaker pirates to murder their leader, then commit suicide in a horrific, bloody manner.
All Bartz and Lenna had to say afterwards was "now we know why Farris was captain... and why you shouldn't combine sails, swords, and Dragoon-powered jumps.
Xan
The Battle between Faris and Co. and the generics didn't last long. In the face of THE UBER MIMES OF BAHAMUT SPITTING DOOM, the generics gave up the ghost. Saddening really. It was such a pointless fight, and Faris has offered Ramza to replace them.
sailorstarhealer@hotmail.com
Let's see the heros of Final Fantasy V versus the generics of Final Fantasy Tactics. Can anyone else say slaughter? The tactics guys have no chance against them.
Lurking Registered User
First came the swarm of dragons. Rad had used his Mediator skills to invite a host of random monsters to join the party on the trip over.
But that was just a distraction from the teleporting thieves, who simply divested the pirates of all their booty. Hitting the thieves with swords just caused them to reraise thanks to Chantage, and status attacks failed due to their Ribbons. (The unfortunately male Rad conveniently found a nice place to hide for this part.) And for all their power, Faris' crew had no way to target their opponents' equipment in retaliation.
Then, divested of Ribbons, Faris' crew proceeded to eat stat breaks from a knight-skilled Alicia, Silence from Lavian, and stone status from the Chaos Blade.
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