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Seymour vs False Althena
Taishyr "Hello, dear." Seymour smiled pleasantly as he entered the arena, hair spiffed up. "Hello, Seymour." False Althena flashed a pretty little grin before adjusting her dress. "Are we ready to begin this?" "Ahm ehm uhm yes." The nameless priest of St. Eva's nods, gesturing to Seymour first. "Seymour, underneath the, ahm, blessed light of St. Eva, you two dedicated souls have chosen to renew your marriage vows this day, celebrating your, ehm, union on the day of your first encounter. Uhm, tell us now, what do you ah want, in the months and years to come?" "May we bask in the unending screams of the suffering of innocents as we bask on a private beach. I'll get the Guados to drag the innocents along." Seymour smiled winningly at False Althena, who nodded in return. "And ah as for you, what would you like from this, Miss F. Althena?" The priest said, seemingly oblivious. False Althena cupped Seymour's face in her hands and smiled, planting a kiss on his nose. Seymour smiled, before noticing the sparks building in her hands... "ANNULMENT, B****!" The resulting shock blasted Seymour straight into the wall of the arena. In the surprised pause, False Althena smiled winningly. "Actually the beach idea sounds good and I have no objections to staying with him forever, but I can't let him claim another victory against me again, now can I?" Seymour, from the wreckage, gave a shaky thumbs up. "I now pronounce you man and wife." Seymour: 31 SageAcrin
Evans vs Miguel
spawnofthejudge Underestimation seems to slam quite a few members of the duelling league, and this match is no exception to this rule. Evans, being the demon-spawn of a God, thinks Miguel is merely a fisherman, but he'd obviously never seen how easily the unassuming hick had slammed his daughter's boyfriend around way back when. Evans didn't even know what hit him when the Holy Light symbol appeared. Evans: 15 Barubary
Dhoulmagus vs Rika
SageAcrin Ah, spring. The sounds of laughter fill the air, in the arena. Children run screaming. Grown men whimper and cup hands over their ears. Women weep. --- "...someone make it stop!" Tidus shrieked, over the horrible laughter. "That is the most horrible thing I've ever heard!" It turned out Dhoulmagus' signature attack, a hearty, insane, vaguely shrill chuckle(What do you mean, that's not his signature attack? Of course it is.), had proven to, for once, not be useless. As Rika, taking it as a strange form of challenge, proceeded to giggle at higher pitch. Dhoulmagus, never one to pass up something if it's completely bat-droppings insane, took her up on the challenge. By this stage in the match, the noise-unfortunately amplified by the microphones the combatants had been given at the start of the match, and moreso by Dhoulmagus' clones and the fact that Rika had Saner'd herself to drive up both the laughing speed and pitch, now resembled a cross between your average Alvin and the Chipmunks record driven up to fifteen times speed, a jet engine, and Lavos' shriek. Then Lavos, sensing a kindred spirit, joined in from the stands. Ultimately, and blessedly, rocks fell and everyone died. Quite literally. The stadium above caved in, killing Dhoulmagus instantly and seriously injuring Rika. Rika, by default, won. She was still giggling when she was being wheeled out, though. I hope it didn't break her mentally. Then again, if she got into that contest, maybe that's not a problem to start with. Dhoulmagus: 24 
Lulu vs Ryu
Meeplelard Ryu has a Sword, wears armor, can transform into a dragon at will to blow stuff up, and is half of a god of absolutely unfair power. Lulu has a stuffed animal, wears belts, and can make pretty explosions. But in the end, none of this matters, as Lulu accidentally tripped on the way to the match, spraining her ankle, therefore forcing to quit the match. Hey, everyone has a bad day, and Lulu's just happened to be the same day as her match. Lulu: 21
Arc Eda Ricolne vs Selan
Gatewalker For all that people joked that the man couldn't buy a win if he had Ramus's money, it isn't as if Arc Eda Ricolne had been jobbing to a bunch of chumps. Just look at his record: Myria, Jade, Yuna, Melfice, Rika...Arc had lost to some of the best in the business. And now Selan would join the ranks of those notable fighters. Yes indeed, Selan's career is certainly looking up, as getting a win over Arc is definitely a mark of truely Godlike power... Wait, what? Selan didn't win? You're sure about that? Ummm, okay. Scratch that, looks like Arc just picked up his first win. Sorry folks, I don't have anything prepared for this outcome. I'm just as surprised as you are, really. Arc Eda Ricolne: 30 
Sasarai vs Neclord
SageAcrin Sasarai. Master of knowledge. He knew the weaknesses of all the vampires in his world. But he was not naive enough to assume that all vampires were the same as his own, oh no. He'd found the greatest source of lore about vampires ever. About a family of vampire hunters without peer. But Sasarai's physique was not up to mimicing them, sadly. But... --- "I don't need you mocking me." Sasarai said. "Where are all the guards, anyways?" "Sleeping." Luc shrugged. "And yes, you do. They may mock me the most, but I never tried to crossdress as Sonia Belmont. And the fact that you "researched" Neclord without knowing that he has a thing for pretty girls..." "...so I wanted to get back to playing Rondo of Swords. Is that so wrong? These fights are foolish anyways." Sasarai shrugged. "Besides, I still have a better record than you, more fans, and I don't angst about True Runes giving me limitless life and infinite power..." "...you...didn't have to...to..." "Oh, stop crying." Sasarai said to the sniffling Luc in disgust. Sasarai: 29 
Articuno vs Tosh
Gatewalker Master Swordsman TOSH wants to battle! Master Swordsman TOSH sent out...himself! Go ARTICUNO! What will ARTICUNO do? >Fight >Blizzard ARTICUNO used Blizzard! It's Super Effective! TOSH has fainted! Player has defeated Master Swordsman TOSH! TOSH: "@#$%ing HATE ice magic!!!!" Articuno: 34 
Boomerang vs Sync
Tide For this match, both contestents decided to let the other character choose an activity they must perform. The panel of judges then decide who performed the activity better. Boomerang, deciding to test his opponent's strength and merit, let his opponent destroy a set of targets with all the power he has. Not a problem, one Akashic Torment took care of that. Meanwhile, Sync, wanting to at least to get a chance to go on an emo rant if he lost, forces Boomerang to beat him in an angst poetry contest. Boomerang disgusted by this set of events, simply forfeited and smacked Sync upside the head before leaving for showing such weakness. Regardless of him winning, Sync is now continuing to whine about on about his emo despite nobody listening. Somethings just don't change in the DL. Boomerang: 15
Sheena Lepant vs Cid Highwind
Gatewalker Sheena stretched his arms and did a few basic exercises to warm up before the match, oddly quiet and focused for the young letch. Normally he went into these fights with an easy smile and looking to have a bit of fun. But today, his opponent was a dead man walking, he just didn't know it yet. Old man Cid had made the biggest mistake any man going up against Sheena Lepant could make. He hit on his mother. Sheena won't let his pal Edge hit on his mother, there's no way he'd let some jackass pilot who smells more foul then he talks get away with it. Lightning Rune in hand, he calmly strode into the arena as he was announced, and mere moments later was at his opponent's throat, sword in hand. In the stands, Lepant raised a curious eyebrow at the unexpected serious attitude of his son. He had been trying to light a fire under that boy for years, and now it looked as if something else had done it for him. But what? Wondering at what could cause such a focus in his generally carefree heir, Lepant watched with pride as Sheena's solid swordsmanship countered and outdid Cid's lance work, then practically roared with approval as his son suddenly launched out a point blank Ball Lightning, sending his opponent flying into the opposite wall, crumpled into an unmoving heap. Beside her husband, Elaine chuckled softly at Lepant's loud show of paternal pride. As dysfunctional as this family was sometimes, and as much as Lepant and Sheena seemed to hate eachother, family was still the most important thing to any of them, and nothing could truly come between them. Sheena Lepant: 44 
Alice Elliot vs Dupa
Meeplelard This is a classic match of a little girl with a book who can cast magic against a giant lizard freak of nature. ...ok, that doesn't sound as classic as I had hoped, but either way, one can't help but think that Alice has the advantage regardless. Why? Cause whenever real life circumstances would imply one thing (such like a 9 foot tall anthropormorphic lizard holding a really big halberd with lots of combat experience having the advantage over some little English Girl whose only experience fighting is exorcising things that are already dead), 90% of the time, the opposite rings true in an RPG. This fight is no exception... Alice Elliot: 42 
Roland vs Nei
Taishyr "So that extends into razor saws? Coooool. Oooh oooh ooh what does this vent do?! Hey lookit this Rolf, he- hahahaha! - he shoots steam out of here?" "I didn't before you opened that..." Roland, as Indra, commented irritably, trying to shake the girl off. "Oh, sorry sorry sorry! Oh hey cool what's this thing do?" "You may not want to touch tha-" Nei's fur stood on end for a brief second before a powerful electric jolt sent her flying out of the arena. Roland looked on with some consternation, before Sue's voice, annoyingly high-pitched, made him turn. "Well, since we already started the match before she got so fascinated... that's ring out. Congrats, Roland. You cheapskate." Sue glared at Roland angrily. "Not my fault she's distracted by anything that's vaguely shiny." Roland muttered. "You should've fought her honorably, as a human! You knew that would happen!" Sue retorted. Roland simply snorted and turned out of the arena, leaving an angry Sue and a confused Nei. Roland: 20 
Konrad vs Paine
SageAcrin Many matches in the Duelling League's history have been boring, uninteresting messes that usually someone screws around in rather than fighting normally. The general theory is that the gods like it that way. (General polling techniques of local gods seems to confirm this. 8 out of 10 gods polled did indeed agree, and Odin was really wasted that morning after a kegger, so he may have just answered no to be an ass. Profound Darkness, meanwhile, obviously answered no to be an ass.) Regardless, few matches were as uninteresting as this one. No crowd. No vendors. No duellers. No judges Wait a second, no duellers and judges..? It was true. Paine and Konrad, by mutual agreement, had slept in that morning. (The match was schedueled for 4:30 AM, perhaps part of it's lack of appeal. Profound Darkness also did this to be an ass. It's a pity she tends to eat the people that censure her. No, not that way.) The judges, meanwhile, were simply too tired to notice. They'd planned on sleeping in that match and hoping that no one noticed. (Except Momo. But for Momo, reading a book absorbs her more than the average person's sleep. Same difference.) And so, the least interesting match in Duelling League officially had no winner. Two days later, a judges panel, recognizing that this could not be allowed, retconned Paine as the winner. They had videos and everything. Very dramatic. Let this be a lesson to you all, however. Sleep in. It's less boring than whatever the hell you have to do at those god-awful hours. Konrad: 10
Zhuzhen Liu vs Alfred Schroedinger
Magic Fanatic The young Schroedinger was at wits end. He was already mocked for his damage in the League, and here he thought he was finally handed a chance to get a win... Until, he learned, that his opponent could heal himself. This caused Alfred to seal himself in his room for days until the match, requesting any food to be delivered to him through a slot by the door. Various sounds of tinkering could be heard, and they continued for hours on end; few people could find a time where there wasn't the sound of tinkering. Come to the day of the match, and Alfred finally left his room donning a tacky trench coat. Considering the weather, one had to question why he would wear such a thing. It became obvious at the duel. Alfred had been mass-producing bombs into a huge bomb pile. Zhuzhen wasn't afraid. He just sent a dragon composed of fire at Alfred. That's all Zhuzhen needed to do, really - Alfred's preparation did the rest. They found Alfred later putting on fireworks shows for the people in the Town of Meria. Researchers are currently trying to figure out what the bomb was made of to cause the rip in time and space to another world, and restore Alfred's memory of the last nine years. Zhuzhen Liu: 44 
Shady Thousand vs Ard
Gatewalker The right to be judged by one's peers. A rule that appears to actually apply in the Duelling League, though is rarely invoked, as an impartial judge team of a dueler's peers is often hard to find, and very few duelists have the same group of peers. But then you have Shady and Ard fighting. Well, Liz and the rest of the Schrodinger family were right out. They wouldn't be impartial. But Zed and Tony? Both reoccurring WA bosses, and neither caring for the lizard or the quantum cat more then the other? They were perfect. Something which Tony deeply, deeply regretted. Just being considered a "peer" of that goofball Zed, but to have to actually talk with the idiot long enough to judge a match? That was pure torture. It was taking hours. HOURS. Just to decide what to have them do. Zed would not agree to just have them fight it out. Oh no. It had to be something EPIC!!! And as he was the former Godlike, while Tony was the Middle, the socially(not to mention mentally..) handicapped demon decided he got to call all the shots. So they sat there. And argued. For hours. Tony was dead set against anything like Zed's repeated suggestions for "catchphrase contest!" or "dramatic posing" while Zed seemed completely against anything...uh...reasonable. Finally, at Shady's suggestion that they had better come to a decision soon or he would loop Siefer's rap album until they did, Tony and Zed were able to come to an agreement on something that was both fair, somewhat dignified, and still EPIC enough to please Zed's childish mindset(has Tony mentioned how much he hates adults who act like kids? Possibly more then he hates kids themselves, and that's a feat). The contest? Superhero Training Camp. Yes indeed, as a member of the Super Equity Freinds(and somehow able to reveal his identity freely, something about a Reformed Villian Clause), Zed had access to the SEF Training Regimin, complete with obstical course and holographic "civilians" to save. Now you tell me who is going to do better on a test like this: a superstrong lizard who is just barely smart enough to pronounce his own name? Or a flying quanum cat who can breath fire and ice and is already accomplished in things like teamwork? Okay, so maybe it wasn't so fair afterall. It's not like Ard will care anyway. Shady Thousand: 34 
Jayle vs Gong
Gatewalker The fight had been fierce indeed. Jayle kept up a furious pace with her assaults, barely giving her opponent space to breathe and coming at him from seemingly every angle. In contrast, Gong had kept his cool, playing a defensive game and focusing on dodging her relentless attacks and keeping himself healed, getting in the occasional powerful counter and trying to simply outlast the Einherjar. But such a stalemate cannot last forever, as Gong knew very well. He had run out of healing, but his counters and taken their toll on Jayle, and she had no healing at all. It was all or nothing now, he had to end this in the next pass. Suddenly changing his stance from a defensive one to an attacking pose, the mighty monk launched himself at the lady knight as Jayle drew her sword up and uttered the words he had been dreading all fight... "In the name of my lord! Finishing Strike! Eternal Raid!" With that cry, she charged as well, coming in faster then Gong had expected. But no matter, this would end in the next strike...one way or the other. Like a pair of runaway trains the two collided, Gong bringing up a knee strike so powerful it would shatter rock, while Jayle's sword moved at blinding speeds. A moment later they parted...and Gong fell to the floor. Panting heavily from his collapsed position, the beaten monk was bewildered, "You still stand, woman? Your back should be broken from that blow." Leaning on her sword for balance, Jayle laughed, "It is. You'd be surprised what you can take after you've died once already." Gong could only chuckle bitterly as his consciousness slipped away... Jayle: 37 
Rody vs Dinn
Starphoenix das Helpoemer No one could quite fathom it, or thought it was remotely possible... Rody managed to fail enough to cause the entire arena floor to implode on itself. The judges were baffled, and after some deliberation, awarded Dinn the victory due to dying second. But how were they to know Rody was still equipped with his Firefly-Wall Combo when participating? Rody: 12
Chin-off! Gatewalker Y'know, considering the duelling records of the two involved, it would seem that a Chin of Doom is actually not all that wonderful of a thing. At least Kato's three straight losses are in Godlike, rather then Joe's losses in Light, so he takes it. Kato: 34 Big Joe: 19 Lezard Valeth
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