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Elc vs Ness
Cryo "Wow. I didn't know it was possible for the human body to bend like that..." Kuja said as he watched the legendary Overlord Ba'al fling Ness. around like a plaything. "Have I mentioned that turning this into a pain-taking contest was a stroke of brilliance?" "Yes, you have. Now shut up." Loki wasn't nearly as pleased. He had meant to make the God Hunter suffer for his victory over him. It wasn't the least bit satisfying to watch the mortal *dance* as the assorted superbosses that were to administer the punishment bounced off of his invulnerability. "I don't think the baseball cap kid is getting up from that one" Berle had enjoyed himself at least. And far be it for the Wise Man to hold invincibility whoring against someone... And so Elc won his match without much fanfare. The judges and Elc went missing sometime after the match however. In completely unrelated news, witnesses and surveilance satelites report several objects leaving orbit after a loud noise was heard. Almost like a baseball bat hitting something really, really hard... Also in unrelated news, it turns out Invincible DOES protect one from the heat of re-entry. Elc: 26 
Deis vs Asgard
SageAcrin Ahhhh, the life of a snake woman. Glamour. Fortune. Fame. --- "You know, it's pretty sad when a perfectly intelligence robot gets hit with lightning a few times. Suddenly it's a flaming music video director." Gallows noted, as he watched Asgard tell "Deis, baby, darling" to pose more sexily for the camera. The judges, disgusted by this horrific display, had long since awarded Deis the win. Deis, of course, wasn't satisfied. Also, Asgard really caught her good side. "...um...I don't....I don't think that's a rule, Gallows." Clive sighed. "You sure?" "...I can't say that I am, no." "Huh." Sadly, Beatrice happened to overhear this argument. And so, 80% of the duelling league's robots were electrocuted before her spree was stopped. Sadly, results were inconclusive. How can results be inconclusive as to if robots AI repattern into swishy directors? Well, let's just say Robo tried hitting on Paine and coordinating home decoration and leave it at that. Deis: 31 
Zenon vs Brahms
SageAcrin A glistening rhomboid. A spiraling nonagon. Two shapes destined to battle it out for all eternity. --- "And this is why we never let Belial judge things. She just doesn't think the same way as the rest of us." Orlandu noted, as Belial happily cheered for the rhomboid that shone so prettily, which represented Zenon. People with extra-dimensional views get kinda weird. Caina appreciated the rhomboid's stunning grace as he won for Zenon, winning in only a way that only a tiny of the crowd could really understand... but not many others appreciated it, that's certain. Although Sten was one. You'd be amazed how drunk you can get when you don't get to glomp any girls for a while, if you're Sten. He kept calling for the nonagon to take it all off. Zenon: 21 
Gilgamesh vs Rolf Landale
DragonKnight Zero Gilgamesh isn't the most durable of bosses so one Megid will probably reduce him to ash. One the other hand, it only takes a single Time Slip spell to send Rolf to game over land. So it comes down to who gets the first attack. Rolf's Luck score may give him a degree of magic evasion against spells that don't have perfect accuracy. He'd probably be able to dodge Time Slip once in every 4-5 casts, which isn't often enough. Match to Gilgamesh. Gilgamesh: 31
Geshp vs Yuffie Kisaragi
Unoriginal Geshp is a Greater Devil, devious, clever, and not afraid to use any underhanded tactics he had at hand to win. Yuffie is a ninja, trained to never, *ever* fight fair if she could at all help it. Needless to say, the judges decided trying to keep them from interfering with each other was too much work, and made it the focus of the match instead, giving each of the competitors a windowless, sound-proofed room in which their various ambushes away from prying eyes. Yuffie, to her credit, figured that she'd probably need a few back-up plans in case the old 'drop a cage on him and loot his stuff' plan didn't pan out and got to work. As for Geshp? He decided to brush up on some old hobbies of his. It may sound odd, but there's only so long you can plan for world domination before you start rehashing same same tired old plots endlessly, and it pays to keep oneself busy when waiting the thousand years or so before your boss finally gets around to making his big comeback. Picking up a few planks of wood, a hammer, and some nails, he got to work. Meanwhile, Yuffie crumpled up the sheet of paper with her latest plan and tossed it into the ever growing Reject pile. Try as she might, she just couldn't think of a way to get him to pull one of those levers as opposed to just bashing her head in. Geshp, having properly warmed up, was ready to move on to something more demanding. It was hard work, he reflected as he heaved the next brick into place, but sometimes it was more satisfying to do the job yourself instead of relying on the usual horde of minions. Back to Yuffie, we find her placing the finishing touches on her plan. After abandoning the usual 'sucker the hero' plans, she quickly turned to more lethal means of keeping the foe down. Rolling up her final draft, she quickly got up to leave the room to gather the needed materials (though she still wasn't exactly sure where she'd be able to get *that* much razorwire on such short notice). Smoothing out the last bit of wallpaper, Geshp beamed with pride at a job well done. And just in time too, judging from the muffled thumping and cursing he could just barely make out at the edge of his hearing. As Geshp walked off to take a well deserved break before heading to the arena to collect his victory, he affirmed to himself that, yes, overcomplicated death traps can be fun, most of the time the simple solution works best. Of course, some people may not consider sneaking over to your opponent's room, boarding up the door, bricking it over, then concealing it so that only checking the floor plan would show that there was ever a door at that spot simple, but to each their own. Geshp: 32 
Menardi vs Maxim
DragonKnight Zero Menardi isn't damaging enough to prevent Wave Motion abuse. On the other hand, she does have her own buffing and healing which would result in a long and drawn out fight. Won't do at all. Two days before the match, the fighters were instructed to find a partner for a team contest. They were not informed what sort of contest it would be, just to bring a partner. Maxim, of course, chose Selan while Menardi brought along a confused Saturos. "By order of the panel of judges, the match will be held as a waltzing contest." announced Chaz while barely suppressing a volley of laughter. Maxim and Selan smiled at each other while Menardi was less than pleased. "How undignified." she fumed. "I'm going to kill them." Unlike Chaz, Gafgarion and Lemina didn't bother concealing their laughter though the soundproofing kept those in the arena from hearing them. Menardi was sure Myria was somehow behind this but the only other in the judges' booth was Shadow. A reluctant Saturos restrained Menardi from charging out of the arena, preventing a loss for now. Maxim and Selan went first. Their grace and elegance awed the audience. Most of it anyways; Profound Darkness was forcibly removed by security for disruptive gagging and Zeromus rushed out claiming illness, among others. "I'm not going to do this." exclaimed Saturos. "Why'd you stop me from killing the judges then?" protested Menardi. "First of all, losing by ring out is more humiliating then forfeit. Second, the bodyguards would get you first." gesturing towards Rydia and an group of mages with enough water and ice magic to flood a desert. "Well, you're doing this, ugh, dancing. You don't have the authority to forfeit so there." "No." "Do it or I torch your Magical Girl Ghaleon doll collection." The glare Ghaleon gave off promised painful death towards anyone it was directed at. He had the decency to wait until after the match was called before leveling the Proxians with Hell Waves and Nitro Daggers though. "Thank you, I'll remit your fee to the Hunters' Guild." Chaz nodded toward his client and walked off. "Mega thanks for the money." Lemina left with her payment. "..." Shadow collected his fee and left without further speech. "Was Ghaleon part of the plan?" asked Gafgarion as the client handed over a bag of money. "No, though it does make my revenge sweeter." replied the cloaked figure. The face of Myria was briefly revealed as she continued. "I'd planned on humiliating Menardi of course but her slip exceeded my expectations. All in all, a satisfying result." Gafgarion shrugged, "None of my concern. Pleasure doing business with you." Menardi: 12 
Dryst vs Berserk
SageAcrin Two men. Wielders of unorthodox weaponry. --- "You know, it must really suck to have a huge-ass weapon that gets tangled in a chain really easily." Berserk noted, as he calmly dual-wielded Dryst's scythe and his own ball and chain. "You know, it must be really terrible to actually care if you ligitimately win in these things." Dryst noted, as he calmly watched Berserk get eaten by his pet Bahamut. Well, I suppose that counts as weaponry in some senses. Not in the sense of winning, of course, but who gives a damn about that? Berserk's eaten. Everyone's happy. At least, Dryst is. Dryst: 4 
Cecil Harvey vs Fenril
Ayra "Just to make sure I heard everything right, could you please repeat everything you just said?" asked Cecil, frowning heavily. Rosa looked down once again at the sheet of paper and sighed. While her husband trained for his fight, she had taken her time off to study Fenril of the Ice and the findings were not positive at all. She then sent Edge to spy on her (Much to his delight), and his findings unfortunately matched hers. Rosa let out another sigh before saying the depressive tally: "I'll resume it again... She owns the most powerful holy blade from her universe. You have the most powerful holy blade from your universe. She has hefty Holy resist. You don't. Plus, she's much faster, stronger and tougher than you are." "Eh, with the way you are going, I was half expecting to hear 'Better looking'." said Cecil in a sarcastic tone. "That too." added Rosa with a nod. After a minute of awkward silence, Cecil commented: "... Anyway, the main problem is that she has high Holy resist, right?" "Yes. Well, all of her resistances are..." Cecil raised his hand and interrupted her with a smile. "Then I have a plan... Time to change the training regiment!" - "Mwahahaha!" laughed evilly Dark Knight Cecil as he entered the arena, facing a confused Fenril. "Nobody expect the dark knight!" "I most certainly did not." commented Fenril with a cocked eyebrow. "If I am not mistaken, in your universe, even a neophite paladin is leagues stronger than even an experienced dark knight, is it not?" "Maybe..?" answered Cecil with an hint of self-doubt creeping in. "And in my universe, they are mass-cloned by Rashidi... You recall Prince Gares I presume, the recent Light downgrader? He is the best dark knight in these lands, sad as this may be." "Your point?" asked Cecil defiantly, his helmet hiding his growing fear. Fenril simply pointed at the tip of Brunhild before stabbing Cecil in the stomach. "Point duly noted." noted Cecil as he stared at the sword jutting out of him before passing out. Cecil Harvey: 16
Poco vs Peppita Rosetti
Djinn Poco may have won the fight, but Peppita's circus just recruited its newest musician. I mean, really, do you think Peppita would let someone who can play -that many- different instruments just walk off after trouncing her? No way! She uses her pushy nature to coax repayment out of the meek musician! Poco may be too busy performing to participate in his next match! Poco: 19 
Red Wizard vs Lexis Shaia
Taishyr A master of quick, brutal status magics. A master mechanic, with some magic and tricks of his own. It came as no surprise to anyone that within seconds, Red Mage was pinned down by a huge robot while Lexis grinned. "Hey, I built it all in seconds while I was here - so it's perfectly legal!" Then the robot malfunctioned and blew up, knocking both out. Lexis was awarded the win by technicality, but kept muttering something about "spark school". Agatha Clay was unavailable for comment. Red Wizard: 23 
Zidane Tribal vs Kimahri Ronso
Taishyr Zidane stood silently, Ultima Weapon at the ready, as he looked over the field solemnly at Kimahri. Kimahri's face was stony in reply as he looked back at the monkey warrior. Magus looked the two over carefully and with some disdain. "If you two rabble are ready... begin." With that, he stepped out of the circle. Kimahri lunged forward with the grace of a serpent amongst the grass. But Zidane was faster. "HOLY CRAP IS THAT YUNA UP THERE BEING KIDNAPPED BY SEYMOUR?" Kimahri paused, eyes on Zidane. "Fight." "I'm not kiddin' ya, man - it really is her!" Zidane held his arms up in surrender. "Honest!" Kimahri turned and looked up. Then squinted. Then, "... Hold on, Yuna!" he yelled. "I'm coming with, too!" Zidane said, following the Ronso out of the arena. --- The stories of Kimahri, Zidane, and later members Tatsuya Suou and Spar, as they chased down Seymour, have served to inspire many a generation to make sure they can differentiate between Yuna being kidnapped by Seymour and Yuna kidnapping Seymour. Turns out she was a bit angry over the whole unsent thing. Also got a bit angry over the group barging in, but after five Holys each to the face she forgave them. Somewhat. Zidane Tribal: 47 
Feraligatr vs Jill Fizzart
Ayra Lethe had never been known for her diplomacy and tack. Her friend Jill was fighting today against a monster. As any good friend would do, Lethe did her best in encouraging and preparing her friend for the battle. Jill used to be a beast-hater, until the laguz Lethe became friend with her. If Lethe had managed to make Jill stop hating laguz and beasts, then all she needed to do was make her hate them again. "I use your wyvern as my scratch post!" screamed Lethe at her quickly-annoyed friend Jill. And the taunts continued for hours until the battle between wyvern-rider and beast began... - Lethe cheered as her raging friend literally eviscerated the pokemon. Her cheering died down when she noted that Jill was turning her wyvern toward her "friend"... Before the wyvern crashed into her, Lethe made a mental note that there might have been a slight flaw in her plan... Feraligatr: 11
Imoen vs Chelsea Torn
superaielman This is about as interesting as you expect. Imoen uses Shadow Door, wins. Or Imoen statuses out Chelsea, wins. Or Imoen outslugs Chelsea, wins. How about Imoen dresses up like a stripper, wins?! ...That would be unwise. Just ask Bhaalspawn and what's left of the last person (Jon) who tried that. Imoen: 18 
Olan Durai vs Suo
superaielman "Suo fights for honor. For his country. This blade will lead Suo to victory? Huh he-" *Thumpthump* "That almost hurt." *Slashslash* *Miss* *Slashslash* *Thud* Olan: A walking example of why having 50/50 status and a freaking book as a weapon is a really bad idea. Olan Durai: 22 
Sue vs Guile
superaielman Months of hard training with Puffy have left Sue in the best shape of her young life, ready to take on all comers. (And in case Albedo comes, that nice man Ghaleon agreed to watch Sue's back. The sounds of Ultimate Suffering were heard several times throughout the match.) She came in, ready to burn Guile to ASH. Guile merely came in, and showed why he was a skilled magician. With one wave of his hand, Puffy vanished from Sue's shoulder and vanished into the ether. Sue may wield a mean mace, but without Puffy her offense was lacking. Guile easily overcame the Puffyless Sue. ;_; At least Guile was nice enough to summon Puffy back after the fight. Which was a mistake, as he promptly got third degree burns all over his.. ahem.. rear via intense and repeated use of Puffy Fire. Appeals to the crowd and Ghaleon for help got him laughed at and Hell Waved, respectively. Sue: 17 
Tai Ho vs Chat
superaielman Tai Ho's fighting style doesn't worry much about defense, instead focusing on brutal critical hits powered by his own luck and a handy Killer Rune attached to his right arm. If Tai Ho was risky, Chat was breathtaking in her approach. Relying on the all or nothing Eternal Hammer to win her fights was a gamble, but if she connected and unloaded every single hit of Eternal Hammer it was DEATH for her foes. Alonso knew a good bet when he saw one. Chat's style was a little risky, but hey, she was a former Middle and a powerful fighter on top of being a ship captain, a sure sign of a badass. It's not like a Suiko scrub would match that. So what if Alonso hadn't met the pair? It didn't matter, it was money in the bank. Alonso quickly bet the most valuable thing he had at his disposal. Well, not his, but close enough... --- Alonso took his seat with joy, feeling that the millions in cash he had bet on the fight would pay off. A small boy in a hat stood in the arena, with zero fanfare. Clearly someone who had no chance of a good showing, let alone winning. No matter. Ahh, there was his fighter staggering to the ring now. He had a spear in one hand, a drink in the other hand, and had a captain's sigil on his tunic. Several angry looking men and women followed him to the ring, yelling at him to win the fight so he could pay back his drinking and gambling debts. He looked and smelled like an everyday fighting man, one who would easily crush his foe. Alonso would have to buy him a drink or four with a tiny fraction of his winnings. Wait, HIM?!?! A hard look at the 'boy' in the middle of the arena.. earring. A soft face. Eye shadow. Oh HELL. --- "HE BET AND LOST FLORERGU?! HOMELESSNESS IS NOT A MOUNTAIN THE WHITE WOLF WANTED TO CLIMB!" Tai Ho: 23 |
