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Ghaleon vs Vandesdelca Musto Fende
SageAcrin Van was prepared, fully. He'd shed his pride, and was willing to do whatever it took to win this battle. Legs and bikini-line waxed, beard removed(only after being assured by healers it could, indeed, be healed back), he strode into the arena majestic in a one-piece bikini. Ghaleon took one look and blasted him in the face with Hell Wave. --- "...I can't believe he actually fell for that." Anise noted, as she watched an enraged Ghaleon beat Van's corpse farther into the dirt. "You mean outside of the forged documents and the Godlike you bribed to come with you and back your story up?" Guy asked. "Well...yeah, but it's me here. I thought he was better than that." Anise sighed. "Oh well, time to collect on a bet~" "Man. Some day I'm going to have to talk to some people around here. There has to be some way to get her sealed off, for the good of humanity." Guy sighed. Ghaleon: 39 Salem
Terra Branford vs Myria
Meeplelard "So let me get this straight. Rather than fighting, the two actually negotiated, since it was clear the fight was one sided?" Arngrim said puzzling "and that green haired hybrid girl who doesn't like fighting...is now technically an honorary ally of ours?" "Yes, Lady Myria apparently was fond of her past actions, and didn't want to see that peaceful utopia of an orphanage ruined in anyway." responded the Valkyrie in Myria's service. "Yeah, ok, I understand that, what with our bosses obsession with protecting things but how did she get Terra to agree?" "Lets just say that there are...benefits...to working under an overprotective Goddess, especially when certain white haired, 'slightly' insane, self abusing URTV is always a constant threat whenever she's forced to fight in the arena. "I guess even a loving mother needs a vacation from parenting every now and then..." "Hmm...well, if nothing else, I suppose we just found another use for Teepo." Arngrim said to himself, musing at the idea of Teepo being a baby sitter. Terra Branford: 19
Hugo vs Kornell
Foliage It was a rare day for the RPGDL. Inspired by Dorcas and Hawkeye's battle, Kornell and Hugo actually agreed not to use any magical flimflam abilities or what have you and go at it in a most manly and traditional way. They also agreed to make it a real match of brawns, and through some odd mechanism not even FuSoYa understands, the two also discarded their game mechanics, so that "evasion" just meant "get the hell out of the way of the morning star" and "critical hit" equated to "you have a morning star in your family jewels". After a heated battle where neither warrior really hit the other--although to Kornell's credit, he really really tried, and managed to keep Hugo away for a long time--the Karayan warrior finally decided to break tradition a little and make use of the freedom gained from breaking the system. That is to say, he decided to be unconventional and, before Kornell could complain that it was -against Suikoden 3's mechanics-, Hugo tossed his knife in Kornell's face. Everyone went home satisfied. ... well, except for those people who had wanted to see some wacky dance-off, or crossdress or otherwise insane competition, but you can't please everyone. Hugo: 33 
Edgar Roni Figaro vs Percival Fraulein
Taishyr Edgar > Percival "So, wait. You can silence people with just a comment?" "Yep." Percival grinned. "Why? Don't tell me you're scared..." Edgar hefted his chainsaw in response. "Not really. The match is, ah, a foregone conclusion. This being said, I can't see why we can't both profit..." -------------- "So." Lucca grinned. "So." Edgar smirked. Percival yawned. "It's done? You guys work fast." And then he beheld what the two had made. "... who's the first target?" "Godlike." The two inventors chorused. ----------------- "So, let me get this straight. They managed to place the True Fire, Water, Wind, Earth AND Lightning Runes, plus a Fury, Double-Strike, and Gale Rune, and equipped them all... to T260G." "Yep." Marle nodded. "And the five True Rune users..." Rune prompted. "Are laughing their asses off." "Well. This just nuked Godlike." Rune mused before turning away. Edgar Roni Figaro: 54
Nina vs Colm
Taishyr A trained killer. An innocent air conditioner. A man determined to win at any costs. Still an air conditioner. A man dedicated to the woman he loves. Yep, definitely an air conditioner. ----------- "For Neimi, I won't lose!" Colm cursed as he entered the arena. Then an air conditioner fell on top of him. Nina the Fifth won by default. No one's asking how she got the altitude in plate mail. Nina: 29 
Heath vs Alhazad
SageAcrin You know, there is one thing that Alhazad is really good at. It's not fighting. Oh, no, it's not. It's SCIENCE. --- "I don't...actually think this is really science." Harken noted, as Heath's now-twenty-stories tall dragon proceeded to rampage through the League. "...well, it ate Heath first. That counts for something." Alhazad said diffidently. Well, pointless random destruction counts as science. I think. Close enough. Honest. Right? Heath: 13
Camus vs Hawkeye
SageAcrin Now this is a quandary. On the one hand, you have the mighty axe, champion of the Duelling League. On the other hand, you have cleansing fire, the ultimate winner in all encounters outside of the League. What happens when these two forces collide? --- "...why won't this universe stay fixed?" Lenneth Valkyrie puzzled. She'd remake it. It'd blow up. She'd remake it. It'd blow up. Close examination found the answer. And so, for the good of the Duelling League, she created an answer, at a point in time before this endless conflict could begin. Something even more powerful than this terrible clash of forces. --- By Duelling League standards, perhaps it wasn't so weird. Camus prepared to incinerate his foe. Hawkeye prepared to slam an axe in his foe's face. A strange man appeared out of nowhere, blasting Hawkeye in the face with a massive, flaming punch before telling him teasingly to show him his moves. And Camus was blasted by a massive barrage of weaponry, as some strange person in a mecha asked him how much he liked him now or something like that. Hawkeye died first, so the judges just shrugged and called Camus the winner. It wasn't like it was an important match anyways. I mean, it's Light. Camus: 39 
Slash vs Luke fon Fabre
SageAcrin Ahhhh, the finest swordfight possible for Light. Completely denied. --- "...no. No, that...no." Luke sputtered in horror. "Yes." Slash laughed maniacally. "...THAT IS NOT A MAN." Luke half shrieked. "Believe me. Flea is." Slash chuckled, holding up the picture as he slowly advanced on Luke. "...where did he even get a picture of me in lingerie?" Flea wondered, as Luke ran shrieking out of the arena. Of course, Luke's troubles aren't over. Now every trap in the arena either wants to tease him or keeps getting thrown at him by various people. At last check, he was cowering in a corner, muttering something about Lucian. Sometimes when you lose, you lose more. Slash: 28 |
