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Vandesdelca Musto Fende vs Elc
superaielman "Imperial Slaughter!" "Celestial Elegy!" "Anicent Requiem!" Nothing. Dorian General Grants's best attacks bounced off Elc with zero effect. What can stop a man who doesn't take damage, even from attacks that shatter the very ground? As proven by Van's deseperate attempts to fend off Elc, nothing. Van tore apart the arena. The crowd itself fled in terror with what the leader of the God Generals had done. Only one person remained, and he was utterly unruffled. When it was all said and done, it wasn't an MA or one of Van's deadly combos that won the battle. It was one man's immunity to damage and refusal to give up. Sometimes it isn't a question of who's the stronger person, but who's the most prepared. So Elc won the fight. Not with any fancy skill, but with a sword thrust to the gut. Not the start Van wanted to his DL career. Vandesdelca Musto Fende: 21 
Rubicant vs Lenneth Valkyrie
SageAcrin Rubicant had a dream. That of sampling the true power of a god. This time, he would see it through. --- It was a chaotic battle. Brilliant, shining lances, plummetting from the sky. Towers of flame that reached the heavens. The power of the divine against the power of the demon. But in the end, it wasn't a cliche ending. Rubicant stood triumphant. However, he was robbed of his truest desire. "...no. You can't." Valvalis replied from the judge's box. "And that's really damned creepy." "But I..." "No." "I earned the right!" "No." It turns out that Rubicant has always wondered what weird god wings taste like charbroiled. Sadly, he won't find out until he gets more forgiving judges. Rubicant: 52 Lezard Valeth
Rhapthorne vs Heat
Monkeyfinger Heat and Rhapthorne arrived at their arena, with the physically strongest of the DL towing the EGG and the Dark Citadel behind them. The two combatants proceeded to have a little spat over the greatest sources of their respective powers. "You have to hunt down a sufficiently magical ruin and devour the whole thing? No wonder you turn into such a fatass." Heat smirked. "LOOK WHO'S TALKING!" Rhapthorne boomed back. "You're the one who needs a device used to communicate with gods to be of any worth. Without it you're just the kind of ordinary, weak demon who would grovel at my feet, serve me, and be good for nothing but smashing godbird eggs!" "Did... did you just compare me to GEMON!?" Heat jumped into the pool of fluid contained in the EGG. "THAT INSULT WILL BE THE LAST MISTAKE YOU EVER MAKE!" Rhapthorne, for his part, began to absorb the dark citadel and its dark energies with the appropriate dark ritual of darkness. And so began the most boring race in RPGDL history, with two monsters trying to see who could more quickly go through the motions of drawing out their ultimate latent powers. The judges all did the whole "fall asleep" deal, as did all but 5 members of the crowd: A shiny bird, a mute guy, a foul-mouthed bandit with a cockney accent, a charming knight templar, and a trampily dressed sorceress with a whip. Shrugging to each other, Guv, Yangus, Angelo, and Jessica hopped on Empyrea's back, flew up to the still transforming Rhapthorne, did some hocus pocus with the Sage's staff then beat him into lard. Why'd they do that? It's just programmed into them. All heat had to do to win once he was done turning into Vritra was wake up the judges with a freezing torrent of spit, then point to the mess in front of him with a tentacle. "AND BY THE WAY, YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE FEET TO GROVEL AT." Rhapthorne: 16 SageAcrin
Ull vs Melfice
SageAcrin Glints of light. The flash of a sword. And it was all over. --- "But...I...never miss with..." Ull, stunned, slumped to the ground. Melfice scowled deeply, as Luca Blight sheathed his sword. "Pig! How dare you shoot me in the face when I'm trying to enjoy a damned match! Haahahahaha you fool!" He added, kicking Ull's corpse repeatedly and ranting to himself about surviving far more arrows than that. (Perhaps Luca believes in poetic license?) Melfice did the obvious thing. He stabbed Luca Blight in the back for potentially ruining his win. Fortunately for Melfice, the judges were kind. (Also bored out of their minds. Who would willingly judge a match this simple?) Since Ull had clearly caused his own demise with the poorly aimed Aiming Wisp, no interference call was made. (Also, again, bored out of their minds. Why wait for him to heal so you can get bored again?) Ull's still so confused, though. He'd tried to use Aiming Wisp...he thought...but instead, a shower of arrows had went all around Melfice, even going so far as to shower the crowd! That wasn't possible! Meanwhile, a very confused Llewelyn is wondering why he feels so much stronger. Why, his Aiming Wisps fire twice as many shots now! And no one can stand up to him in training matches! It's incredible. Somewhere, a weapons storage clerk is realizing they screwed up. Ull: 19
Tidus vs Max
SageAcrin Yeah! Max was hyped to fight this blonde beach bimbo! Yeah! He'd show him the true power of his Miacis-inspired arts! Yeah! The ones that he never unleashed, due to their dangerous power! Yeah! He'd win! Yeah! --- "...why is he surrounded by cat things?" Tidus asked out loud, as Max wandered out onto the field, ready to fight. Tidus' confusion would be short lived, however. As Max, surrounded by Miacis, let out an earth shattering roar, rapidly pulled out his gun, and fired a giant pink laser in Tidus' general direction. Perhaps it was aimed at him. With half the arena gone, we'll never know. "Yeah! Feel the true power of my love for Miacis!" Max roared, as Tidus simply vaporized. The judges, stunned, were forced to give him a loss-after all, who had ever heard of such a thing? Even when he explained it? Of course, no one really caught the name, he was laughing so hard and so covered by Miacis. Something Spark? It was confusing. But Max now knows the true power of love. And Tidus now understands that love truly does hurt. Tidus: 39 
Kharg vs Rufus
Gatewalker Not wanting to lose his first match, Rufus spent a bit of time doing some research on his opponent, and discovered that Kharg's most feared attack, the Big Owl, had a rather odd weakness that Rufus could exploit. You see, after poking around for a bit, he found out of Kharg's own archer companion, and got to talking with Maru about technique and swapping adventure stories and such, and of course Maru just had to show off his moves to impress a fellow archer. Including Great Hunter. So, now armed with the knowledge that AtL4 airships could be shot down with arrows, Rufus went into his match with Kharg full of confidence. Sure, he knew it would take skill to shoot down even an arrow vulnerable airship, but he was willing to bet that he had what it took to manage it. And surely enough, as soon as Kharg called in some close air support from the Big Owl, Rufus took his chance, took aim and fired. Suprisingly, the ship did indeed come crashing right down. Only instead of landing on Kharg, or landing in the crowds somewhere, it landed right on Rufus. It turns out that it doesn't actually take much skill to shoot down one of those airships after all. The real trick is making it land where you want it to. Kharg: 31 
Juan vs Isaac
SageAcrin Isaac was bereft. No one to talk to. No one to tell him what to do. No one to help him out. What was he to do!? They'd even gagged Garet! He couldn't ask him if he wanted to start the fight! He didn't even have a personality! He couldn't decide these things!? --- "So Isaac's been staring at a sleeping Juan for fifty five hours. Can we just call this a draw yet?" Nate asked, yawning prodigiously. "League rules state 72 hours." Rolf replied miserably. "...you have to be kidding..." Nate sighed, and downed more coffee. Rika snored peacefully from her judges box. And then, suddenly, it was over. Isaac, shrieking with the pent-up frustrating of fifty five hours of indecision, swung his blade-strangely altered-at Juan. And a massive meteor fell on him. "Thank god." Isaac said in the direction of the charred, non-breathing, but otherwise fairly similar-looking body of Juan slumped on the floor. With a sigh, as he proceeded to slump into sleep on the arena floor, exhausted. "...what did...what?" Rolf stammered. "Oh, if I had to guess, he stood there long enough to upgrade to his sequel form." Nate replied. "Now be quiet. I'm going to sleep right here, and to hell with comfort." "...Sounds good to me." Rolf replied, as he made himself comfortable in the judge's seat. Juan recovered rapidly, and overall was very happy with the match. No one had ever let him sleep in that long before. He was going to have to try to get a rematch some time. Juan: 25 Silverlocke980
Zemeckis vs Geddoe
superaielman Person: Zemeckis Job: Emperor, abuser of White Wolves Career goals: Taking over Forsena, winning heavy Why you should vote for him: Excellent durablity, thunder resist. Vote Zemeckis. He'll terrorize heavy. --- "So you're saying that Zemeckis chose to actually force a vote for who wins instead of fighting?" Ace quickly waffed the last of his beer. "..Yep." "So how'd you win, boss?" "I didn't. Zemeckis just forgot to inform the judges about his alleged rule change. And in his arrogance, he wore a suit instead of armor to give his victory speech. Hammer of Raijin fixed that in a hurry." Zemeckis: 6
Wiegraf Folles vs Chester Barklight
Lance The arena was almost empty for the fight between Wiegraf and Chester. This was mostly due to the expectation that this match was going to be completely predictable and one-sided. I mean, sure, Chester has a ton of heart and determination, but he simply didn't stand a chance against the brutal attacks of the possessed Holy Knight. Wiegraf would probably just win in ten seconds and all the ticket-holders in the audience would feel cheated out of their hard-earned money. Thus, empty arena. With that being said, it came as a complete shock to the scattered spectators when Chester whipped out an arrow as soon as the match between and shot it right between Wiegraf's eyes. The swordsman was dead before he even hit the ground. "Boom! Headshot!" Chester shouted as he started to do the Icky Shuffle. But, of course, that wasn't the end of it. The Zodiac Stone in Wiegraf's coat began to glow and pulsate, bathing the dead knight's body in an eerie green light. A bright flash enveloped the battlefield, momentarily blinding everyone in attendance. When the light diminished, Velius stood in the middle of the ring, a look of rage on his sinister face. "Wh...oh...hey, that's not --" Chester stuttered as he turned to the judges' box for help. Unsurprisingly, the three judges for this match just happened to be Vormav, Rofel and Kletian. There was not a trace of sympathy on any of their noseless faces. Chester could only emit a feeble whimper as Velius tore him to shreds. What's that you say? Cheating? Heavens no. If Wiegraf had broken the rules, surely the judges would have said something. And it's not like Wiegraf bribed the DL Judges Committee to get his three associates assigned to this match or anything. All he did was give them an "unrelated monetary gift" as a way of thanking them for doing such a good job. Bribery and cheating...pssssht. Where do you get such crazy notions? Wiegraf Folles: 44 
Jade Curtiss vs Ivan
SageAcrin "Such impudence! Like a small child frolicing in a perilous swamp." Jade noted, as he walked into the arena. "...what?" Ivan said, confused. He hadn't studied on the League much, but... "Oh, yes, my name shall be engraved upon your very soul, you know." Jade added, smirking. "...that...but you aren't...there has to be..." Ivan really hadn't studied on the league much, but everyone knew that line... "Well, shall we get started? I have more important things to do." "But...you're...you're not in this rank!" Ivan replied weakly. "Why, of course I am. Don't you know anything?" Jade smirked. "...there's some mistake. I'm going to ask the judges about this!" Ivan, frustrated, walked over the judges box. No mistake. He was fighting who he was supposed to. Frustrated, Ivan left the arena to complain. A Middle? Fighting a Heavy? That couldn't possibly be fair! It wasn't until much later that he learned his mistake. He was fighting a totally different arrogant magician. "Jade. You don't always have to break the minds of everyone, you know." Luke noted, as Jade walked out of the arena, victor by ringout. "Oh, my. Are you saying I did something wrong? I just said some stylish lines." Jade replied, smiling. "...never mind. Geez, you're always like this." Luke sighed. Later reports indicate that Lezard Valeth plans on filing suit for illegal use of catchphrases, naturally, but that's nothing Jade can't handle... As for Ivan, he vowed to read more about the Duelling League. Naturally, he got distracted by something more interesting to him within two minutes. Jade Curtiss: 33 
Duke vs Maya
Dunefar It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood with Miss Maya! Hi everyone! Isn't today lovely? I feel good about it, don't you? Good! Today's story is a special one. It's about how you shouldn't be mean to other people and about the dark thing called jealousy. For you see... Long long ago, there was a man named Duke. He was a nice man with a big sword at first. But one day he met another man named Geddoe. Geddoe was quick, Geddoe was strong, Geddoe made Duke so angry! It wasn't fair, he said. So he got mean and started to train harder. He tried using a Lighting Rune to keep up with Geddoe. Whenever they met Duke acted mean to him and tried to be cruel. This made Geddoe sad, but he tried not to feed into it. But one day Duke took it too far, caught up in all his bad feelings. He said he was going to win while Geddoe 'gets beaten up by that old emperor!' That just wasn't nice, boys and girls! He'd finally pushed Geddoe too far. That dark, nasty thing called anger was created by all the jealousy Duke showed Geddoe. With that, he calle don his special True Lighting Rune sent Duke far, far away. Duke's in a better place now, where there's no jealousy, anger or competing in Week 1 against me. But that's a story for next time, boys and girls. I'll see you later! Duke: 12 
Caina vs Leehalt Alceste
CmdrKing The ever-lovin' gender confused extra-dimsensional specialist of the terrorist organization Odessa squared against the inhuman Prophet-come-demon. The tension in the air was palpable. Leehalt stood at the ready, prepared to use his signature Rule of Vengeance. Caina braced herself, raising Randolph the Magic Key to the ready. A scream like unto the damned filled the arena as Leehalt, abandoning all pretense of menace, competence, or bladder control, lifted his skirts and fled the arena. In the judges box, Zidane bust out laughing. "Did you see that? The girlman was all boooooooooosssshhhhh and he was all WAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH it was great!" Cloud turned to the third judge, Squall. "God I hate him. At least the match was quick so he can't torment us more. Wonder what happened." Squall turned and began to walk out, pausing only to say "The heartless hold great fear of the keyblade..." Caina: 36 captainrasputin@yahoo.com
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Cid vs Lelei
SageAcrin The mighty engineer. The great hammer, the heavy armor, the intelligence and power combined... And the ability to peer at the enemy's weakpoints. What could be more dangerous? --- "I'm on to you." Lelei said grimly. She knew Cid's reputation, his tendancy to use his "Peep" skill to...unnerve female opponents. "I don't care what you see. It'll just distract you." Lelei smiled. "You'd do it anyways, after all, and there's nothing I can do about it, so I may as well win, right?" "Heheheh." Cid chuckled. "You don't know my true power!" He added, proceeding to use his mighty Peeping skills to find Lelei's true weakness. He then proceeded to start describing one her dreams last night, about a certain someone... Before he'd gotten a few dozen words out, a scarlet-faced Lelei proceeded to rush from the arena. Lucretia, watching the match from her room, simply sighed. She'd always known Lelei felt that way. She could have at least beaten Cid to a pulp for airing it in such a way, though. Well, there were many ways to handle such things... Shortly thereafter, Raftfleet's forces besieged Cid's bedroom. Cid: 40 
Flonne vs Milon
Dunefar Milon was not amused. As the Fiend of Earth and possessor of awesome powers over undeath, dealing with do gooders was part of the job. So the little angel(?) girl in front of him in the Arena wouldn't make Milon even blink. Normally. However, most heroes don't start by dropping their weapons and glomping onto his undead body. "Oh, you poor thing! The power of love will save you!" Flonne patted Milon's back. snuggling up to him. "I just know there's a kind, caring, good hearted person past that smelly rotting flesh!" As Milon twitched, one thing ran through his mind. This just wasn't -cricket-, darn it. Cute blonde angel(?) girls do not come up and glomp the most esteemed lord of the undead! Milon put up a stiff upper lip and did the most logical thing he could. With a horrible cough Milon spewed poison gas all over Flonne! "Ew!" Flonne coughs and wheezed, stumbling back. She sniffled as the poison gasses decimated her lungs, tore at her flesh, poisoned her blood! Milon grinned as he saw this, she deserved nothing le-huh?! From the smoke it rose, towering out of the poison gas! "RAAAAWR!" The giant, skyscraper destroying lizard in front of him bellowed out it's rage. "THE POWER OF LOVE WILL BEFRIEND YOU, ONE WAY OR ANOTHER!" "F-f-f-FLONNEZILLA?!" Milon sputtered, a mere moment before he was soundly squished underneath a giant reptile's foot. Flonne: 46 
Korcha vs Kenji
Halbarad Kenji had spent the week prior to the match training - being in good shape is essential, after all! Running laps around the arena, calisthenics, stair-climbers, treadmills - the DL gym had seen a real workout, and so had he. So when the day of the match came, Kenji entered the ring, doing a last few stretches as he waited for his opponent to arrive. Several minutes passed, the judges checking the time impatiently - if Korcha was a no-show, Kenji would win by default. The training would be a wa... no, training was never a waste! Caught up in his internal monologue about the value of a good cardio routine, Kenji was completely caught off-guard as a body hurtled into the ring, connecting solidly with his head. Unfortunately, as he was standing at the edge of the arena waiting to be called in for the match, the blow not only knocked him unconscious instantly but also knocked him out of the arena, Korcha sprawled in a boneless heap where he'd originally collided with the middle-aged fitness nut. Upon further inspection, Korcha was found to have finger-marks around his throat and a noticeable lack of respiration, but was given the match anyway, since being alive was no requirement for victory in a DL match. Korcha: 54 Lezard Valeth
Aguro vs Viki
Dunefar I think I'll level with you guys. Viki can just wave her hand and blink Aguro to heavens only know where. She can drop bathtubs, sinks and plants on him all at once. She can even hit him with a big old wand. Really, how can a mere warrior compete with that? Okay, at least the teleporting part holds up. Bye, Aguro. Aguro: 24
Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny Gatewalker Gear-sized Chu Chu was hopping around Aveh City like a big playground when suddenly Laguna burst from the shade and hit Chu Chu with guns and grenade Chu Chu got pissed and began to attack but didn't expect to get blocked by Dias Flac who proceeded to beat her up with his Sword Fu when Tir McDohl came from out of the blue and he started beating up that blue haired sissy then they both got taken out by a Nibelung Vilesti but before Lenneth could make it back to Valhalla Yuna handed Yojimbo a dollar so he pulled a giant sword out from under his cloak and cut that valkyrie down with a single stroke but Yuna ran out of money so he went away just as Mog the moogle came out to save the day This is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny Godlikes, Punies, and explosions as far as the eye can see and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be in the DL's Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny Gear sized Chu Chu took a bite out of Mog just like Queena Quen took a bite out of Frog and then Flac came back to resume his attack but Midboss jumped out and landed on his back and Lenneth was injured and trying to get steady when Dark Knight Yuna came back with a machete but suddenly something caught her leg and she tripped Jessica Albert took her out with her whip Then she saw giant Chu Chu sneaking up from behind and she reached for her knife which she just couldn't find 'cause Sten stole it and he swung and he missed because Midboss deflected it with his fist and then he jumped in the air and he struck a dashing pose as Sten got launched for touching Jessica's clothes then the monkey and the demon collided by chance so Piastol hit them both with a Tempest Dance This is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny Godlikes, Punies, and explosions as far as the eye can see and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be in the DL's Ultimate Showdown.... Perverts sung out in a chorus of sin as down from the heavens descended Edge Eblan who delivered a pinch which would certainly hurt onto the butt of Jessica Albert who fled in embarrasment from the arena as Lenneth changed back into Platina but Edge saw through her clever disguise and slipped both his hands in between Lenneth's thighs Then Cecil the Black and Cecil the White and Dycedarg Beoulve and his Hokuten knights and Bernadette Egan and Karyl Sheeden and Colonel Jade Curtis and Rika the Numan Violetta, Master KAHN, Ramladu and Angel Flonne Ted, Zed, Demoned, every single pokemon Jack van Burace and Zera Valmar Poo, Lulu, Fou-Lu and Sir Ragnar all came out of nowhere lightning fast and they kicked Edge Eblan in his ninja ass it was the bloodiest battle the world ever saw with NPCs looking on in total awe and the fight raged on for a century many lives were claimed, but eventually the champion stood, the rest saw their better: Roger Bacon in a bloodstained sweater this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny Godlikes, Punies and explosions as far as the eye can see and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be this is the Ultimate Showdown... this is the Ultimate Showdown... this is the Ultimate Showdown... of Ultimate Destiny Godlike: 18 Heavy: 8 Middle: 1 Light: 13 Roger Bacon: 41 Silverlocke980
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