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Taishyr n the judge's box, Myria, Squall and Lexis stared at the silent Arena. Along with the entire audience. The perverts were silent. The Classic Evildoers' Union had fallen mute. Even Poshul wasn't yapping. "Will... someone... please explain... what we just saw?!?" Lexis exclaimed. "I wasn't aware some people had that sort of fetish..." Squall murmured. "I wonder where Velna got that collar for Yuri." Myria pondered. Hearing nothing again, she glanced toward Squall and Lexis, who had proceeded to stare at her instead. "What? Even goddesses have their needs. Still, that was disturbing. I wonder how they even met?" "That, I can answer." The three looked over to see Edge leaning on the edge of the box. "Velna read up on her opponent, and... leapt to the conclusion that he was powerful enough to enter into a sustained fusion with... his own harem of Origins." "...oh." "Yeah. She arranged to meet him in a bar three days ago, and in return for her throwing out the match..." "...oh." "Couldn't Yuri have just beaten her?" Squall asked. "Would you harm that pretty face?" Edge countered. Lexis gave a weak grin. "And what of Alice and Karin?" "They demanded pictures and the collar after Velna's done." Myria's grin almost split the heavens. "I approve. Let's get ready for the next match, shall we?" Yuri Volte Hyuga: 45 Barubary
AAA Can a robot feel love? Does a robot have a soul? Could you teach a machine built for descrution, like Asgard, to become a human being? None of these questions entered Lamington's head as he blasted that expensive bucket of bolts into the stratosphere. What? Just because he's an angel doens't mean he has to be a sappy idiot. Flonne does that quite nicely. You don't get to become the leader of the angels just by being a goody-goody, you know. Asgard: 10 SageAcrin
sorrowful_paradox@hotmail.com Exdeath versus Kei/Nate Nanjo? That's actually kinda funny. Nate has a thing for status resisting/magic reflecting personas. I think one of the guys who whipped Nyarlathotep can beat up on the wannabe. Bye Exdeath. Nate Nanjo: 33 Browbeat
SageAcrin These two were to fight it out in the most elegant, yet firmly masculine, of battles! A crossdressing contest! Watch as these two attempt to fight it out over who can look the least like their own sex! Witness Beatrix in a lumberjack's outfit, her hair chopped short and shoulder-pads firmly installed as she gets out-girlied by...Kuja in his normal clothes. Actually, he always does that. No matter what Beatrix wears. Needless to say, Kuja was the winner. Beatrix promptly bought a Wonderbra after the match. No, it wasn't enough to make her more girly than Kuja, really, but it made her feel better anyways. Beatrix: 29 AAA The match was going as expected. Marcy was having a tough time getting past Ernst's stun, but still had plenty of fight left in him. The battle raged on, and then Ernst managed to get a lucky strike and wound Marcello heavily. Marcello cursed his luck, but as Ernst tried to go for the finishing blow, he managed to get his staff up in time to block it, causing it to become damaged. "HEY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING! BE CAREFUL WITH THAT, I NEED IT FOR WORLD DOMINATION!" Rhapthorne rushed over to the arena to safeguard his apparatus for mind control. Sadly, in his hurry, he tripped and fell. Keep in mind that Rhapthorne is roughly the size of a small island, and you can see why it took several hours of digging to find the flattened remains of both contestants. The judges, after spending several uncomfortable hours holed up in Rhapthorne's bellybutton, decided that it was all Marcello's fault and gave Ernst the win. The staff was repaired and Marcello learned a valuable lesson, namely to forever beware that the fat man cometh. Marcello: 26 SageAcrin
Gatewalker Hector was in high spirits as he went in to face Nel. She was just a little ninja girl, and he was a massive brute with a giant axe, what could she possibly do to give him any problems? After all, he had been practicing his axe skills until he got to the point where he could shatter walls with one blow. All it would take to down her was a single axe to the face, and he goes home the winner. Expecting Nel to avoid closing with him, Hector was rather surprised when instead of running and sniping, she simply stalked right up to him and stared him in the eye. And then she kicked him in the balls really hard. MORALE OF THE STORY: A giant axe is one way to get ahead in life, but it’s hard to argue with a boot to the groin. Hector: 30 Namagomi
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SnowFire 1898 - Shanghai, China. "Sir... the vile foreign interlopers in our land killed a few more agents today." Dehuai leaned back, secure in Kuihai Tower's office/torture chamber. "Go ahead." "Well... two of them seemed especially dangerous. They had powerful magic and transformation abilities. The Ivalacian one- Dycedarg, I believe - seemed to have his power tied to the stone "Capricorn" he keeps around him. The Japanese one was Colonel Ben Hyuga, who I've mentioned to you before- the one who somehow convinced that traitor Liu Zhuzhen to work with him." "Bah. Fools. Still... it doesn't hurt to be cautious. Perhaps we shall move the date forward on the Demon's Gate Invocation. Still... I think I know something of this Dycedarg fellow. Would it be possible to deliver him a message?" --- Dycedarg was already waiting in the seedy backroom of the bar. "So. What have you got? This better be good." "It most certainly is. I think there's no reason for us to clash with Ivalice right now. An alliance could be more profitable." "Talk is cheap, old man." "Indeed. Well then, as a gesture of goodwill, and a proof that our ways are worth something... take this armlet. It will drastically increase your battle capabilities." Dycedarg looked greedily at this gift. Perhaps not as good as Rofel's stone, but a worthy one none-the-less. He took off his good luck Jade Armlet he'd purchased in Shanghai at the recommendation of the locals, and put on this new prize. And Dehuai promptly turned him into a stone Dycedarg statue, robbed of his immunity. Now if only Zhuzhen would fall for the same tricks... Dycedarg Beoulve: 31 Mathias
SageAcrin Two pretty, prissy healers fighting it out in an arena. There was no good way this could end. --- "Heal, Elena! Heal more than her!" Ryudo called out. "Rosa! I know you can do it! Heal! Heal with all your might!" Cecil yelled into the arena. "Okay. That's it. This is the last time we let Jecht ref a match after getting stoned and watching the Pokemon anime." Ghaleon said, in disgust. "You said that last time." Royce noted. "...I did, didn't I." Ghaleon sighed. Ultimately, Rosa's superior magical reserves, as well as the fact that she was more willing to look completely ridiculous in the pursuit of healing mastery, made her the victor. But the toll was heavy. About fifteen people killed Rosa and Elena some time during the following week. You'd be amazed how few people like to sit through fourteen hour matches when they could have been avoided by a forfeit. Elena: 22 Tide Karsh had a game plan. It wasn't much, but hey, it worked for 3 matches out of 4! That's pretty impressive considering all it consisted was smashing axes to faces. No problem, he will only have to repeat this to claim victory. The match began and Karsh wasted no time putting his brilliant plan into play. He ran down towards Beowulf who began readying a magic sword spell. He WILL get there before the Temple Knight is ready. Beowulf, knowing that Karsh will strike him first before his spell resolves, panicked and did the only thing he could think of. The entire male audience winced as Beowulf wounded up swinging his sword right into Karsh's nether regions. MORAL OF THIS STORY: An axe to the face is a great way to get ahead in life, but its hard to argue when you just got a sword where the sun don't shine. Karsh: 18 Lezard Valeth
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Gatewalker It’s an inescapable and, to most, unfathomable rule of RPGs. The angsty loner types, especially if they manage to be both badguys and goodguys and never really clear about what side they’re on, always have tons of fans. Make them bishie and it gets even worse. And if they have a single weak spot in their impenetrable emotional armor, preferably for a young girl, then you have a recipe for legions upon legions of screaming and drooling mindless fans. Guess what Kresnik and Leon both are. Go on, guess. Yeah. The fan turnout for this single match of emo wankers was so great that it flooded out of the arena and into the streets, causing rioting and mass panic with their screaming fandom. With this mass of chaotic and highly emotional fans, all it took was one single person to shout “Kresnik’s a poser!” or “Leon sux lol!” for someone in the other camp to take offense and throw a punch. And there were plenty of people shouting variants on both phrases, of course. Seeing their fans doing their best to kill eachother, Kresnik and Leon did the only intelligent thing they could do: stay the hell out of it. Agreeing that whoever had the most fans left standing by the time the massive brawl was over was the winner, the two just sat down and looked cool and angsty until it was done. Kresnik won rather handily, of course. While Leon had more fans from the get go, it seems that a few of Kresnik’s fans, especially the ones who were cosplaying as him, brought guns. Yeah, there were a looooooot of dead fangirls at the end of the day. Predictably, Leon said he didn’t care and then went home to angst about it. Kresnik just went to go tell Yulie and Jude the good news…and angst about it. Kresnik Ahtreide: 32 Monkeyfinger Well, when a match between a strong, beautiful young redhead and a vigorous dog is booked, it goes without saying what sort of crowd is going to be drawn to it. Especially after the spectacle that was Seraphita vs. Gau. And so, Isabel and Mathias both laughed excitedly as they waded through the band of sick, evil perverts lead by Zidane, Sten, and all those usual suspects, slashing with their swords, casting their spells, and all around having a great time ridding the duelling league of its more twisted, fetishist residents. Nanaki, having won by ringout before Isabel even gave him a look, lazily kicked around a soccer ball while watching his would be opponent work. "Just like Costa Del Sol, only with some actual amusement to watch..." he mused to himself. Isabel: 29 Gatewalker Adamantly standing his ground, Camus shook his head in refusal at his partner for the fifth time in one minute, “No, no, no and most importantly, no! I am NOT going in there. Matilda isn’t in any danger, my duties as a knight do not require me to fight animals for sport, and so I feel no obligation to enter that arena. I’ll lose nothing but some face for forfeiting, and I’ll lose considerably more if I go in!” Miklotov sighed in frustration, “Come now, Camus. I know that this beast has the advantage over you, but how could losing to a fearsome firebreathing creature possibly be more humiliating than the brand of cowardice that comes with not fighting at all?” Looking through the open arena door towards his opponent’s side of the ring, Camus points at a rather eager looking young boy in a cap, “That is who I’m worried about, not the beast. He’s been going on all morning about how he remembered to bring lots of those mystical balls that he uses to imprison and control all of those creatures. Apparently he thinks that I’m just another pokemon to be captured! I’m not going in there and getting stuffed in some little ball, bound to the will of a teenage boy and forced to say nothing but my own name ever again! It’s simply not happening!” Eyes widening, Miklotov took a step back as he eyed the child wearily, “Can…can he really do that?” “He seems to think he can.” Nodding slowly, Miklotov turned away from the arena and gestured for Camus to follow, “Well, too bad about your match, partner. How about we go see if Alen and Grenseal want to grab some lunch?” Following right along, Camus grinned, “Sounds like a plan.” Typhlosion: 50 Sei "Tremble and despair, mere mortal, for you are in the presence of Nicolus, one of the Ten Wise Men! With these eyes, I see everything! With this mind, I know everything! With these powers, I destroy everything! Gape in awe before the overflowing energies inherent within the destined rulers of this universe, stare in wonder like the insignificant insects you are! Learn the folly of tossing one of the Ten Wise Men in Light like tras-" SPLORT Tim yawned while he kept his staff raised. "Wise Man, Schwise Man, I have Filgaia's Godzilla at my beck and call, yo." Grudiev roared in agreement then used the arena edge to scrape Nicolus' bloody remains off his foot. Nicolus: 22 SageAcrin
SageAcrin Beautiful women. Warm sun. A pina colada in hand. Gwyn knows how to fight in style. As it turns out, he expected the near-instant death at Yang's hands. So, rather than avoid the fight, as some would, he faced it like a man. And abused the fact the little-known fact that you can run almost anything up on a Duelling League charge account if it's for a duel. So Yang, eventually, had his disgust overcome his nobility and kicked the lounging-in-a-lawn-chair Gwyn into a wall. But for Gwyn, it was worth it. Especially when the girls he hired followed him into convalesence. Of course, it was eventually noticed that he had hired five women on general retainer using a League charge account, but hey, getting beaten to a pulp again by the debitors(You'd be amazed how many DL mercs they hire for that.) was still worth it. I think he's starting to like that, too. Gwyn: 10 Gatewalker Cliché as it was, Miluda just couldn’t bring herself to hit a child. Especailly a common girl, forced to live performing on the street for enough money to eat. No, Shabon was not her enemy, and she would not benefit the cause at all by harming a little girl. So, rather than fight, Miluda decided to take Shabon under her wing. It wasn’t hard to get the young performer excited about beating up corrupt nobles, considering that Miluda used Algus, Charmles and Euram Barrows as her examples of nobles that need punishing. So, after a healthy amount of Charmles beatings, Miluda found herself quite impressed with her new protégé’s skills and devotion to beating up bad men and decided to step aside and allow Shabon to carry the cause further on into the season. The fact that she quickly realized that she had no chance at winning after seeing Shabon beat the stuffing out of Charmles in record time, heal him, silence his incessant whining, and then do it all over again had nothing to do with her decision, of course. Miluda Folles: 31 SageAcrin
SageAcrin To properly describe this match, we have hired Ard himself to write this commentary. Ard ard ard. Ard. Arrrrrd. Ard. Ard! Ardarar. Ard. Ard? Arrrrrrrd! Ard! ARRRRRD! Arard. Ard. Ardardardardaradaradardardardard! Ard? Ard. Ard! Ard ard ardard ard arrrrd ard. Ard. Ard!? Ardardard! Ardard. Thank you Ard, that was a a truly moving speech. It's easy to understand now why you are Vice-President of Shinra, and while it is a shame that your duties have prevented you from coming to this match, after those events, it's hard to argue with your decision. Ard: 15
Super Equity Friends...IN SPACE!!! Taishyr In truth, neither side won. You see, Etna took to... heavily upgrading her new space station that she acquired. Her practice target just happened to be this grand, noble battleground. And the Omega Trinity Hell Fusillade Wicked Sweet Prinny Fire Cannon hit dead center. So you see, on the one hand, the evildoers were slain. So the SEF's purpose was achieved. On the other hand, the entire galaxy went up with it, which will make resurrecting the SEF a bit more costly. Etna and Nate Nanjo are currently in business negotiations regarding purchasing the OTHFWSPFC, as well as Etna's services, for use by Nanjo Corp.. Yes, that twinge you just felt was a sign of impending doom. Super Equity Friends: 48 Villians: 24 |