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Infinity Dragon The match started off expectedly enough, Fou Lu's Tyrant opening with Dark Wave and Myria dealing considerable damage back with Mjolnir. During her occasional double turns, Myria healed herself with Resore, which enabled her to keep up with the God Emperor's massive damage. Slowly, but surely, Tyrant lost HP and Dark Wave was rendered useless- Fou Lu now had to rely on his physical. With a final surge, Myria managed to defeat the mighty Tyrant dragon, albeit just barely. Kneeling with exhaustion, Myria looked up, and the smile dropped from her face. Fou Lu was standing, unharmed, in front of her. "What kind of Dragon are you?" she asked, astounded. "We art divine. Thou hast done well to defeat our Tyrant dragon. Can thou withstand our continued assault?" With that, Fou Lu took his True Astral form. Myria, already low on health, quickly fell to the vastly superior True Astral. "That was a close one indeed" Fou Lu congratulated his fallen foe "Not often does a fake god like thyself manage to even threated our Tyrant, let alone defeat it. But in the end, thou art just a powerful mortal, do not be saddened" Fou-Lu: 14 MeepleLard
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Hunter Sopko Yep... Ana will be going after Mewtwo... until she casts Air Guard her first turn. Ana has the defense and HP to survive at least one Psychic, but with the damage that would cause, can Mewtwo survive the second Impulse? A great match, but the Sword Magess emerges victorious. Anastasia Valeria: 12 ultima287@yahoo.com
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ultima287@yahoo.com Fujin's not in a good situation whenever she fights a non-PC opponent. In terms of durability, Ghaleon outclasses Fujin by a long way, and Chaos Shield can stop the brunt of her worst attacks (Meteor in this case). All he has to do is sit back with the CS/HW combo and simply overpower her to a victory. Ghaleon: 21 Poppy
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MeepleLard Worker 8: Race, Human. Gender, Male. Classiffication, Enemy. Going into attack mode. Jade: *Turns into his giant undescribable form* Worker 8: Scanning new species...does not Comply. Error! Error! Executing Self Destruct Sequence... 5 seconds Later, the whole Arena blew up. What was left? Well, all that mattered was that Jade was standing, albeit Scarred, while Worker 8 was headed into the trash bin. Worker 8: 9 Superaielman Desoul's a nasty trick against any PC who has troubles with magic defense. However.. KOS-MOS is possibly the one of the toughest PC's to kill with magic this side of Luc. She'll resist Desoul long enough to put a severe hurting on Lemon with S-Chain, amd to strike a fatal blow with R-Dragon. KOS-MOS: 10 Dark Holy Elf
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Tylor H Rei has great speed with little durability and poor damage. Meru has great speed with less durability and good damage. Good for Rei, better for Meru Rei has Weretiger which not only makes him faster, but makes him a lot stronger too. Advantage: Rei Meru has the Blue Sea Dragon Spirit, which not only increases all her stats by a lot, but gives her very strong attack magic too. Victory: Meru Rei: 6 MeepleLard
ultima287@yahoo.com Barriers barriers oh my. All Magus has to do is sit back and cast Fire2 over and over, hitting the water-elemental Scias' weak point until he runs out of AP healing. With no natural fire elemental spells, and ShiningBlade's damage being drastically reduced by Magus's barrier, Scias has little way to score solid hits against Magus's much higher boss HP. Magus (Janus Zeal): 18 Dark Holy Elf The guardian of Alent faced her foe. General Beatrix curiously wasn't doing anything, obviously waiting for Liete to act first. Perhaps that was to be expected from an expert in tactics like her military foe against many opponents, but Liete was hardly a typical mage. Nothing could stop her best attack, not even boss immunities. Well, it no longer mattered, since the General was dead. "Holy light, seal those of evil-" "Reflect!" Liete's face was frozen in horrific understanding for a moment... and then the Seiken attacks came. Liete: 10 Dark Holy Elf Delita hadn't become king by being a moron, or even a fair player. And he knew that in order to best his opponent, Rune, in his second RPGDL match, he'd need to outwit his opponent. Fortunately, as much credit as he owed his foe's intelligence, he knew he had the perfect plan. He knew what he had to say during the match that would fool his opponent into losing. Rune, on the other hand, only knew not to trust his crafty foe the moment he opened his mouth, and silenced him with Seals as his opening attack. Rune Walsh: 13 MeepleLard
ultima287@yahoo.com Considering that it'll take, at the most, two regular attacks from Leo to overkill Dalton, I can't possibly see Iron Orb being able to down Leo fast enough for Burp to finish him off. Dalton: 6 MeepleLard
MeepleLard Aelia: My Soul Burns, my Power has... Momo: Erendil! *Casts Sleep* Aelia: zzzzz Momo: Ragnorako! *Casts Ragnorak* Aelia: *gets crushed by a Meteor* Moral of the Story: Short and Sweet Voice Acting wins the race...well, kind of. Aelia: 3 Infinity Dragon
Superaielman Edge Eblan was standing on top of the world this week, and why not? He'd won his first RPGDL match in a commanding fashion. Robo was nothing more than a pile of Fumas and old circuits, and he made it look damn good. Further, he stole a kiss from a real looker in red, knocked out Thundergod Cid, and taken his 'artistic' photo collection back from the old geezer. Yep, ol' Edge was on fire... However, this is Edge Eblan. Something has to give. --- Smiling at the fanfare he recieved from his thousands of fans, Edge entered the arena. He waved as he sauntered in, basking in the mindless adulation. Of course they loved him, especially after the show he put on for them last week. Tearing his eyes from the crowd, the ninja swept his gaze over the battle ground and broke out into a cocky grin. Well, well. Miss Red was back for more, standing just inside the boundaries of the ring. The prince took a moment to take in her slender, well rounded figure and long brown hair, not hiding his hungry eyes. Damn. "She's cuter than I thought," he sighs. Letting her down was going to be rough. As much as he enjoyed that kiss, having a public relationship with another woman was not kosher in Rydia's view. Lest he find Bahamut nuking his royal ass one morning, he had to break things off now. So caught up in his amorous ways, he didn't even notice the brown hooded man also in the ring, his eyes purely on the woman's promised land. "Heya, Alice," he called out, breaking into a trot. "No, wait, it's Alicia," he said as he caught her wintry glare as he ran up. From the snowy glare that she shot him, he was off again. "Um...Alexia!" Edge tried to regain his proverbial footing, but the icy waves she was shooting off were not helping. "Oh, right, right. It's Aya! Anyway, I'm afraid I can't see you anymore. Y'see, my fiancee doesn't take kindly to competition, and I can't let such a sweet thing get hurt," he said in his nicest 'I'm letting you down softly so that you don't jump off a cliff because Sex God Edge dumped you' voice. From frost, the red garbed woman's look mutated into shock and confusion. "So, yeah. Since you're here, have you seen my opponent this week? I'd like to get going so I can make happy hour at the bar." Shrugging, Edge figured that she must not know from her stunned expression. With a final quick pat on her firm ass, Edge took a good look around the arena. In the center of the ring, a brown cloaked person stood, silently waiting. Only the tip of a white beard could be seen. "Bah, geezer. Where's my opponent this time?" he called out in his supreme self confidence. With a flip of his hand, the old man removed his cloak. Thundergod Cid stood tall there, his blue metal armor gleaning in the arena lights. Cid's expression could best be called an annoyed scowl, directed at Edge. "Right over there, boy. I'm here to prevent what happened last week from happening again," he says, drawing and pointing Excaliber towards the woman in red. "Good luck with Alys," Orlandu empahsizes her correct name, "boy." Edge frowned a bit, his ninja mask obscuring the crack in his aura of self assuredness. By reflex, he remarshalled his bravado, and replied. "You mean me kicking your ass, or just being that damn awesome?" To Edge's credit, he said this with a level tone. Orlandu's level gaze matched the arrogant ninja's tone nicely. "I know about your trickery last week." TG Cid turned Excaliber slightly, so that the light reflecting off it shined in Edge's face, and his grin became rather predatory. "Just give me a reason to have to intervene, boy." He took a moment to blink away the light of Excaliber before turning away from Orlandu. After all, he could deal with the old fart later. Time to - That train of thought was disrailed by the boot of Alys slamming into Edge's groin. With a girly howl, Edge crumpled to the floor with remarkable speed. Alys took the opportunity to send a few steel toed kicks to the ribs of Eblan's prince before lifting him up by the throat to her face. "The name is Alys, little boy," she says, a sadistic, revenge promising smile on her face. "You insulted my honor and my pride," she goes on, with an added knee to the stomach getting a groan from Edge. "What fortune that you just _happen_ to be my foe this round, hm?" she coos. With a strength that her attractive body does not advertise, she tosses the ninja into the air. "Death to the perverted!" she cries, throwing a boomerang at the ninja cum projectile. With a sick crack, it collided with the side of Edge's head, knocking Edge out cold. --- "...winner by knockout....Alys....!" the words of Orlandu echoed around in Edge's head as he slowly regained awareness. That little...ugh....can't let it.... "Hold it!" Edge shouted, jumping up despite his injuries. Alys, who had been walking away from the arena, turned in shock. "That was just a flesh wound!" Edge assured the crowd and his fans. "Now..prepare yourself for the Eblan Ultimate Ninja magic!" he yelled as loud as his voice would go. "Special attack, the lifeline of a royal male dynasty...SMOKE!" Thick clouds of smoke cleared the arena...except for one patch, which showed a dashing Edge stealing a kiss from Miss Brangian. "See ya, cutie!" Edge's swollen, pain fill face were the last things Alys saw of the Ninja, before he fled the arena. "Next time..." Alys mutters, looking down at the slicer in her hand. --- Edge was right about one thing, at least. Alys really couldn't get enough of him. Alys Brangwin: 18 Tylor H
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Pipe Dreamer Frog showed up for the match carrying not only his Masamune but also a huge frying pan. After a quick whack on the head with the frying pan, Yang realized that he had no chance to win this match, and ran from the Arena faster than you could say "lopsided." "Verily, I doth hate polluting mine sword with the blood of unworthies..." Frog: 31 MeepleLard
Dark Holy Elf I'd call Mio's victory over Mia a triumph of brains over brawn, but that would imply that Mia could take a hit. Unfortunately, the Lunar mage is so weak that she fears the normally pathetic damage of Mio's Stungun almost as much as the paralysis it inflicts. Almost. Mio: 11 MeepleLard The 2 Fighters entered the Ring. The Bell Rang...and then another one rang. Khimari was confused... Amy: Awww, crap, I'm being Paged *Grabs her Cell Phone* Yeah, uh huh, Needed in the ER Immidiatly? Darn it, but...*Sigh* Fine. *Turns Cell Phone Off* Damn it, they need me to go to the Emergency room for an immidiate check up on someone. With that, Amy left, and let Khimari win. I guess to her, treating Patients is more important that making new ones... Kimahri Ronso: 14 MeepleLard While Noel attempted to tame the dog with words and harmonia, Rhett went to simpler and more stereotypical means of stopping the savage beast... Namely, pulling out a Bone, and throwing it in Shiro's direction outside of the Arena, and Shiro being a Canine, could not resist playing a game of Fetch, and likewise, ran out of the Arena, givin Rhett the win by default. Shiro: 7
Vengeance of the Little Girls Grefter If it wasn't a cast of RPG little girls I might feel bad for them. However the average RPG child is annoying enough that not even I want to eat them whole, Albedo teaches each and every one of them a lesson they won't forget. Girls: 14 Albedo: 13 Tylor H
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