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Myria vs X-Death
Taishyr Myria and Exdeath faced each other down calmly, each the perfect example of poise; magics ready, energies chained and just waiting for release. The audience was quiet. Tense. Watching with a vigilant eye that no detail could escape from. The judges - Juan, Quina, and Forde - were all asleep. Slowly, Myria raised her hand, before placing it in front of her. She let a small black pebble drop down, and smiled. "That, I believe, is game." Exdeath stared for the length of a few moments, before slowly nodding. "I do believe it is, Myria. Good game. But next time we meet on the field of Go, I shall prove victorious." "I look forward to seeing you try." Myria smiled gracefully, before turning. That was when Exdeath blasted her with a few dozen Meteos. ---- The resulting bloodbath from Myria's furious retaliation and the ensuing struggle left all but Juan knocked out. That Juan, of course, was Myria Tyr Juanita Karifa. What? A girl can't adopt multiple names nowadays? Myria: 39 Barubary
Ellen Kirishima vs T260G
Taishyr Ellen stood, rapier poised and grim, facing the metal creature in front of her. T260G hummed slightly, filling the air with an almost inaudible drone as it waited. Marcus, Isadora and Renault stood at the edge of the battlefield. Marcus raised his sword. "Fighters in this arena. On three, this fight between Ellen and T260G shall begin. One... Two... THREE!" Ellen lunged forward, calling upon Gabriel with a battle cry and dashing towards the metal warrior with her adrenaline racing. T260G sat there. Ellen's rapier flashed upward, ready to pierce the being's armor in one swift stroke. T260G did nothing. Ellen's pace slowed, then stopped, a mere three paces away from T260G. T260G did not move. "Um. Mrs. T260G? We are fighting right now, are we not?" Ellen asked timidly of the robot. T260G's head slowly rose, until its mouth was clearly visible. The light beams installed in its eyes shimmered on, creating a hologram in front of the robot of a young man in a white trenchcoat, with blond hair and a scar ripped across his face, wearing sunglasses entirely too big for his face. Ellen watched in horrified fascination as the man's hands began... moving. "Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around an-" With a feral scream, Ellen's Persona mutated into Metatron. ------ The remnants of T260G were finally reassembled; it was determined that the main processing units of the robot had run into a fatal infinite Rickroll error, causing the majority of its functions to shut down. After being repaired, the robot thanked T260G for putting it out of its misery and allowing it to reboot. Ellen was still too deep in the shock coma to respond. The DL healers expect her out within a few days. Seifer, meanwhile, is threatening to kill whoever posted the video of his... performance... online. The site address, as T260G has told this reporter exclusively, was SEIFERISACHICKENWUSS.net. Neither Fujin nor Zell could not be contacted for comment. Ellen Kirishima: 23 
Rashidi vs Tibarn
Meeplelard "...you mean he actually tried to..." "Yes" "And you..." "Yes..." Janaff and Ulki just sighed. They both knew that despite Rashidi being a "wise man", he should have known better than to try and negotiate with Tibarn to throw a fight. "So what did Naesala say about all this, anyway? I mean, that was a large sum of money you tossed away when you ripped out Rashidi's Spine, Eyes, and possibly one of his internal organs in one fell swoop." "Oh, he just laughed. Found it hilarious irony and all that." Reyson responded. Rashidi: 8 
Emily vs Empyrea
Gatewalker The scene was rather amusing to those looking on it from the outside. A young woman, completely unarmed, bouncing on her toes and threatening a giant bird that must have been at least five times her size with lines like, "Come on! I'll beat you so bad you'll crawl back into the egg you hatched out of!" Empyrea simply cocked her head to the side and listened to Emily's taunts without reply, think that this young thing certainly is excitable, isn't she? "What's the matter, scared!? Come on, take your best shot, I'm way too fast for some stupid bird to hit anyway! I'll punch you straight to Mars! Let's go!" Even with her motherly patience, Empyrea doesn't really take too well to being taunted by children and lowered her head to look Emily straight in the eye, "Calm down, will you dear? You're only making yourself look like an angry child talking like that." By way of response, Emily punched her in the eye. -------------------- Emily screamed for what must have been the hundredth time as she stared in horror at the sight before her. Fine red dust and a crater marked landscape as far as the eye could see wasn't the most reassuring of views in the best of times, and right now she was also trying to struggle out of the talons of a massive bird. "Now I believe you had expressed an interest in seeing Mars, dear?" Empyrea craned her neck down to look at the woman struggling in her talons, "And if you don't stop struggling, I will set you down. Do keep in mind that the only reason you can breathe right now is that I'm holding you." Doing the math, Emily stopped her squirming very quickly and stared back up into the examining eye of her avian captor, "Um...um..." "Yes?" "I'm...I'm sorry? Please don't drop me...." Empyrea laughed, "Well, at least you show some potential to learn manners. Shall we return to the league then?" Her passenger could only nod mutely. -------------------- Emily spent the next few weeks inside. And only inside. Anytime she had to go out, she moved quickly and kept her eyes down, seeming to be rather afraid of the sky all of a sudden. Especially at night. Her friends of course noticed this, and talked about it. Word got around and in a random act of jerkery, Guilliame thought it would be great fun to paper the walls of Emily's room in astronomical charts. Cecile was later quite surprised to find Guilliame stuffed inside the castle's mailbox with a package label addressing him to the moon covering his mouth. Well, in fairness, it WAS Guilliame. After the initial shock of it, she wasn't really all that surprised... Emily: 7
Galcian vs Sarah
superaielman Boss or not, a Suikoden Mage is a Suikoden Mage. Those are not noted for Outstanding Durability in the face of papercuts, let alone a former Godlike's physical that also happens to ignore evasion. Sarah can.. uh.. burn things. Slightly. Yeaaaaaaaaah try again, wench. Galcian's gonna kick your ass, kick Yuber's ass for trying to upstage him in the style department, then have Ramirez kick Luc's ass just for being Luc. Galcian: 31 
Legretta vs Edwin Odesseiron
Gatewalker Legretta had the arena on lockdown. Her fellow God Generals were guarding the entrances, the stands were clear of anyone who didn't pass a background check and had a history of interference, and even the Commandant himself was in attendance, prepared to watch her swift and absolute victory. She sneered a bit at her opponent, "Are you prepared, mage? I certainly am. I've researched all your tricks, I know every spell you can cast, and I've prepared the perfect response to anything you can do. Why not just admit you're out of your league now and save yourself the violence?" Edwin just shrugged and didn't respond. "Fine. I see you'd rather die then admit defeat. I can accept that. Prepare yourself then!" Legretta quickly drew her guns and sent a torrent of bullets towards her opponent... Who promptly closed the gap between them and hit her in the face with an axe really hard. MORAL OF THE STORY: Having an elite squad of minions and extreme amounts of preparation are one way to get ahead in life, but it's hard to argue with an axe to the face. ------- Mewtwo stared at Edwin from the judging table, You do understand I'm going to have to disqualify you for that, yes? Edwin waved him off, "Of course, of course. That's really of no matter here." Then aside from random chaos, what praytell was the point of that? The mage snorted, "Don't you see? I've figured out how the rules work here! Walk into a match, endure a bit of taunting or silent reflection, and then hit your enemy in the face with an axe and they drop! Get a couple of short tempered Godlikes together and Edge WILL interfere! He has to, it's some sort of universal imperative here!" Mewtwo nodded slowly as he carefully backed away from the ranting Edwin, I see. Edwin laughed, "Don't you see? With this knowledge, I am INVINCIBLE!!!!" Mewtwo winced as the Big Owl suddenly landed on Edwin, mid-cackle. Natalia came dashing into the ring with a horrified look on her face, "Oh no! I'm so sorry, this is entirely my fault! Sync was making faces at us so I tried to shoot him but he dodged and I hit that ship and I had no idea this would..." Holding up his hand to silence the panicking princess, Mewtwo shook his head, No, no, he brought this on himself. It's not your fault at all. Why don't you just run on and I'll clean up here. Contemplating the wreckage as Natalia took the opportunity to leave, the psychic cat could only wonder at the painful sense of irony the universe must have for Edwin to get so far along that line of thinking without running into one of the very basic rules of dramatic fiction. Declaring yourself to be invincible is almost always followed by immediate, and instant, death. Legretta: 19 
Mary Argent vs Marisa
SageAcrin A devastatingly quick blow, and the fight was over. --- "Huh. Who knew you could critical in a slapfight?" Rolf noted, as Mary sailed majestically off the Sister Ray. Serge merely shrugged. Tifa simply laughed. The powers that be in the DL had heartily approved of her abuse of judge's power. Mary Argent: 8 
Cristo vs Millenia
Taishyr The fight was over immensely quickly. Millenia faced off against Cristo in the arena, with Ramza, coated in the most protective armor money could buy him, acting as referee and standing in the middle of the arena on a slightly raised platform. Cristo smiled confidently, while Millenia simply grinned. "Ready... START!" Cristo cast Bounce immediately, then grinned at Millenia. Who proceeded to bounce a Spellbinding Eye off of Ramza's Reflect Mail and onto Cristo, effectively ending the match. Cristo: 23
Nergal vs Diego Renault
Taishyr Nergal vs. Diego. Dark druid versus sky lord. A match of heaven and hell. This is a message from lord Nergal: I await you on the dread isle. This is a message from lord Nergal: I await you on the dread isle. This is a message from lord Nergal: I await you on the dread isle. This is a message from lord Nergal: I await you on the dread isle. This is a message from lord Nergal: I await you on the dread isle. This is a message from lord Nergal: I await you on the dread isle. This is a message from lord Nergal: I await you on the dread isle. Sadly, Diego bought it. He's still waiting for Nergal to show up. Nergal: 28 
Jude Maverick vs Arche Klein
Gatewalker A bullet strikes the stone wall a mere three inches from the head of the half elven woman who just rounded the corner on her flying broom. Freezing in place, she looks for her attacker as a boy in a red coat stepped into view. Keeping his gun leveled, he nodded cautiously at the woman on the broom, "I did that on purpose. I don't have to miss." Remembering how close that shot was, she nodded hastily, "I believe you. So...what happens now?" Jude shrugged, "We face each other as God intended. Sportsmanlike. No tricks, no weapons, skill against skill alone." "You mean, you'll put down your gun, and I'll get off my broom, and we'll try and kill each other like civilized people?" Her voice was tense, as if she didn't particularly care for that idea. He smiled and took aim, "I could kill you now." His finger was beginning to tighten on the trigger, but before he could shoot, Arche was climbing off her broom and cautiously approaching Jude. "Frankly, I think the odds are slightly in your favor at hand fighting." "It's not my fault being the biggest and..." Jude sighed, "Man, that line doesn't work. I think you're taller then me." Arche glared, "Hey! No breaking character! Just make something up that's close to it, okay?" "Okay, okay." Jude thought for a moment, "Um, It's not my fault that you don't get much exercise. Try running instead of flying on that broom everywhere." His improvisation complete, he drops his ARM and prepares to fight. Lunging, Arche starts wailing away with her fists, punching Jude over and over in the gut and chest. For his part, Jude got one arm up to cover his face and just lets her swing away. Stepping back, she gives him a cross look, "Are you just fiddling around with me or what?" "I just want you to feel you're doing well. I hate for people to die embarrassed." Taking this as his cue to attack, Jude lunged forward, but Arche slipped to the side and jumped on Jude's back, clenching her arms around his neck. Jude laughed through the clumsy chokehold, "Hey, you're quick. But I'm faster." Reaching up and grabbing Arche by her hair, the form of the gene driver became a blur for a split second and suddenly the half elf went flying across the room into the wall. Arche barely had time to cry "No fair!" much less stand up, before Jude was on her, throwing punches and kicks of his own. And unlike his opponent, he had both actual muscle tone and a working knowledge of the basics of unarmed combat on his side. The fight began to go downhill for Arche very quickly, and cries of "Stick to the scrip!" and "Ow! Stop it! You're doing it wrong!" occasionally escaped the brawl. Over at the judges table, Yangus shook his head at the scene, "'Ey, you think she came up wit' this whole thing espectin' him to let her win cause that's 'ow the movie worked?" Angelo could only chuckle, "From the sounds of it, most likely." Yangus snorted, "Birds." Jude Maverick: 28 
Kain Highwind vs MOMO
Joou Ranbu Kain had seen countless horrors in his life. He had conquered them all, including the embodiment of all hatred. However, nothing could prepare him for what stomped his hopes in this fight. *** The arena's remains were still fresh on debris and the dust hadn't settled from the cracks on the floor yet. Under the debris, Kain Highwind's dead body was left to rot, his expression frozen in a frame of visceral terror. Lucca Ashtear glanced at his face and sighed. "More or less what I expected." Marle scratched her head as she looked up, glancing at the twenty-feet monstrosity wearing a space schoolgirl suit, small pigtails and a silhouette that would remind one of an elegant, strong adult. Wearing a space schoolgirl suit and pigtails and a giant plastic hammer. Obviously, something very terribly wrong had happened. "You mean, you planned for THAT?", Marle pointed to the gigantic silhouette. "Well, sorta. MOMO asked me for a stronger, more durable transformation sequence for the fight with Kain, since she was a bit insecure about her other costumes. I thought it'd be cool to try and do something, since, you know, fixing Realians is pretty new to me. For science and all that. Buuuuuuuuut..." "Buuuuuuuuuuuuut...", Marle stared impatiently at her obviously evasive friend. Lucca, then, suddenly kneeled, breaking down in tears. "I... I just finished a Ranma 1/2 marathon and I was hopped on anime! Anyone would have faltered like that under such an influence! You have to understand!" "... wait. So, you watched that series and suddenly thought that giving MOMO a transformation that turned her into a twenty-foot-tall man wearing a school outfit and pigtails would be a good idea?" Marle winced, rubbing her temples. "Well, not really. It was supposed to be really simple. Instant Man-MOMO, just add water during her transformation sequence. But she was supposed to turn into Gaignun, not twenty feet of Hugo Weaving in Priscilla Queen of the Desert... I guess I needed a bit more time tweaking her specs", Lucca scratched her head, drying a few of her tears. Marle sighed. "Well, in hindsight, her face does look a lot like Gaignun's. Just the pink goate and EVERYTHING ELSE that went wrong sorta... cancel, or something. And don't let me get started on the legs." "Don't mention the legs, I'm gonna have nightmares for weeks after seeing them. At least, the transformation will be over in a few minutes. And hey, she won the match, didn't she?", Lucca remarked, smiling unsincerely after that. She knew she was in deep. "Juli Mizrahi and the Kukai Foundation will rip your spine and your savings into tiny pieces when they find out, you know", Marle said fornlornly as she shaked her head. "Eh, that's what time travel is for. I think spending some time in the jolly '80s will be a good idea right now. If you want, I can bring you too." "Only if you bring me to a Madonna concert", Marle replied. Lucca sighed. "Fiiiiiiiine. I'm not piggybacking you while you shout 'I LOVE YOU MADONNA' again, though, my spleen hasn't recovered from the last show." Afterwards, the Epoch could be seen soaring through the skies as the giant Man-MOMO finished its rampage through the Duelling League fields. After the insanity was over, MOMO locked herself in her room in shame, and hasn't been seen since. Kain himself was sent to a sanitarium, and expect him to recover from the shock in a few years. Kain Highwind: 17 
Reinbach III, Scholtenheim vs Rassius Luine
SageAcrin Ahhhh, two absolutely marvelous companions! Going together everywhere! The beauty salon, to a musical, wandering through a department store, teaching boyscouts the wonders of nature, all these things could be theirs! It would be fabulous! --- "I've never seen a man fire a cannon that fast." Citan Uzuki noted, as Rassius desperately fired Max's cannon into Reinbach's pulped body. Reinbach had plans for Rassius. Rassius had heard those plans. And had decided throwing the match was worth being able to shoot him repeatedly. Sadly, Rassius didn't realize Reinbach wasn't that kind of a guy. Well, he is in every way but which way he swings, but anyways. After he learned that, he was kinda sad. It might have been fabulous, after all. Reinbach III, Scholtenheim: 19
Miklotov vs Randi
Ayra Swordfight duels are a time-honed tradition, existing through the entire history of most worlds. In other words, it's something that most spectators have seen hundreds of times already in the past and some couldn't care less anymore. The vast majority of those who still liked sword duels decided to watch the stronger, faster and cuter fighters in their duel in Heavy. As such, the bored judges decided to transform Randy and Miklotov ignored duel into a Personality contest instead. Sadly enough, Randy's vigorous nods and head shakes were more personality than Miklotov ever had... Miklotov: 18 
Tellah vs Colette Brunel
SageAcrin An old man. A young girl. An old man who could easily render the girl completely immobile, twisting her to his every whim, his every thought and desire, who could easily show pictures of this to everyone who wished to see th-URK! --- "And this is why we don't ever let Sten announce for matches." Tellah announced, as the smouldering monkey plummeted to the arena floor. Colette was thankful enough to call the match. The two parted ways amiably. After all, Tellah's a grandfather with serious grief and anger issues. Not the kind of old man to be dirty. They're always pathetic sorts, after all. That didn't stop him from looking at Colette's rear on the way out though. Tellah: 35 
Chisato Madison vs Rufus Shinra
DragonKnight Zero Tear Gas hits around 39 times. (no exaggeration, my test set up Chisato with a Psychic Gun against Mithril Eater to arrive at an exact number) Rufus will likely drop before 20. That's if be bothers showing up after Chisato uses her underworld connections to redistribute Rufus' hair care products in dungeons filled with deadly traps and monsters before the match. Rufus is vain; the prospect of appearing at the arena not looking his best would appall him. Chisato Madison: 45 
Evil Gaia vs Asch
SageAcrin Evil Gaia never showed up, to this match. For Asch, it was probably just as well. When the force of all evil on a planet decides you're so disgustingly emo that even he doesn't want to be around you, well, nothing good could have came from that conversation. Only heartbreak. Evil Gaia: 14 |
