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superaielman "Wailing SOUL SLASH!" Rashidi groaned and staggered... and then fell to the ground. Despite his amazing draining, it hadn't been enough to keep up with Melfice. Melfice was handed his title, and the arena roared in approval. Melfice just stood in the middle of the ring, thinking back to his past. Getting stopped by Sephiroth... losing to Loki.... the arguments.. the hate... ...And Melfice laughed, and laughed, and laughed.... Melfice: 26 Dunefar These days, we need to look into alternate ways of disposing of our waste. Fire, crushing, compacting, all are viable solutions. As Ramsus found out, however, some are doing wonderful things in the field of trash electrification. Oh well, I'm sure the trash doesn't mind. Ramsus, Kahran: 10 OblivionKnight What did Kasumi have to worry about? Geshp, widely regarded as nearly equal to Odd Eye himself in power, had fallen to Serge, Godlike's favourite punching bag. And she was facing by far the weakest of the Greater Devils this week...really, what could go wrong? Sadly, her thoughts of a happy and joyous victory were cut short as Zalbard ripped her lungs out and played them like a set of bagpipes. Zalbard may be the weakest of the Greater Devils, but what Kasumi didn't remember was that Serge, with his unfathomable youthful spirit and godly 7 HP regen, is far more suited to taking down a demonic presence than a ninja will ever be. Zalbard: 22 Broc Lufia raised an eyebrow. Here was someone who provided a challenge. Giving it her best, Lufia decided to test her enemy's weakness...Oh, my. MOMO's circuts sizzle as Lufia grins, glad to be celebrating another victory. Maybe someday she should challenge her one her fellow Sinstrails to a duel...They couldn't be much harder than a pig from a thieving group and a low defense cutesy girl. Being Erim never felt so good. MOMO: 18
Duelling League Olympics: Wrestling Meeplelard You know, its sad when your Hyper Deathblow can actually miss someone... Worse when said someone is a master of evade at that... Not to mention, as we know, Style and Popularity mean everything when it comes to wrestling, as the fight will always be rigged in thier favor. Rico's too ugly to gain style points, and he sure as hell isn't nearly as popular as everyones favorite 15 year old psycho beserk red headed Martial Artist... Rico: 17 Emily: 32
Duelling League Olympics: Blitzball Nanashi Brad Evans can kick telephone poles down. Do you *really* want to see what's left of anyone who gets in the way of a blitzball that he's just kicked? Well, okay, you probably do want to see the Besaid Aurochs with blitzball-shaped holes in their chests, but who doesn't? Besaid: 24 Filgaia: 27
Duelling League Olympics: Swimming DragoonJay Things were not going well for Llewelyn. The first thing he had done was consult with a few of the other swimmers, who were more than happy to help out the little archer. They taught him several valuable tips, like "You can't breathe water," "Just flail your arms and everything should be fine," and "Give up now and spare yourself the embarassment." "I knew I shouldn't have asked the competition for advice," said Llew. He then tried to conquer his fear at the kiddy pool. He was doing rather well, only suffering three panic attacks before getting in up to his waist. "This... this isn't so... bad... I mean, I'm not hurt yet..." That was the cue for Lezard to release the electric eels into the water. After spending a day at the RPGDL's medical facilities, and swearing eternal revenge on Lezard, Llew decided there was only one thing to do. If he was to survive, the only solution was to go through the rules and look for a loophole. He tried convincing the pool cleaner to only fill up the pool part-way so he couldn't drown, but Odin said no. Then he tried convincing Hojo to splice his genes to give him gills, but the mad doctor was uninterested. Even his pleas to Luca Blight to cut off one of his toes to place in the pool went unfulfilled, although it did lead to another night at the hospital. Finally, when all seemed darkest, the answer flew into his head. Cackling with glee, Llew began drawing up his plans... The day of the swimming meet arrived, and Llew was ready. He took his position with the rest of the swimmers, fully equipped. "What does that fool think he's doing?" asked Arngrim. The answer came quickly. As the other swimmers took off in the pool, Llew calmly took out his bow, tied a rope to an arrow, and fired. The aim was true, and the arrow lodged itself deep into the pool wall. He then took the other end of the rope, tied it to his starting block, and began shimmying along the rope, with his waist in the pool. The crowd booed mercilessly. "That's not swimming, you little worm!" "Disqualify him!" "Hit him!" "Build a bridge out of him!" "What?" "Sorry, I got caught up in the moment." Despite all the protesting, the judges agreed that it was within the rules set down, so there was nothing anyone could do. Slowly, Llew inched his way forward, creeping ever closer to his goal mere meters away... ...only to have an arrow crash out of a window, hurtle downwards, and snap the rope in two. Llew stared in shock for a moment as the rope in his hands went limp, leaving him to his own devices. The last thing he heard before going under came from outside. "Waah! Dart! Someone from the crowd might have been looking at me and I lost my concentration! Help me!" "Hate her... SO much..." glubbed Llewelyn. Llew wins: 14 Llew lives but fails: 5 Llew dies: 28
Duelling League Olympics: Martial Arts Windmageomega@Yahoo.com Yang is pretty sure he can take his competitors and he’s ready to back that up. First, he easily wrestles down Greco, since he’s just a weak priest. Then he goes up against Jennifer, and he’s not scared. He then brings her down quite simply, and claims the Gold for his own. Yang: 23 Greco: 4 Jennifer: 19
Duelling League Olympics: Archery superaielman The proud archers all stood at attention, bows in hand. All but one, who was sadly announced to be unable to make it to the archery showdown. The lead archer opened the match by taking a lazy Shot at the target, and hitting. That's when trouble started. "Waaaaaaaah! Dart! He hit the target! I won't be able to do as well as him! Help me!" Shana's wailing and whining went on for a solid minute. Nash put down his crossbow, and plugged his ears. "Shut up, you stupid wench! Special Delivery!" With a quick casting of silence, Shana's howling stopped. Shana looked around, and noticed she was mute. The girl frowned, and turned into the White Dragoon. "Waaah! How dare you make me shut up. White Silver Dragon!" Shana's strongest attack hit Nash square in the chest, knocking the young man all the way into the bleachers of the arena. Happy that no one would bother her after that, Shana turned back into her normal self, and smiled for the crowd. Sadly, she was disqualifed for hitting another contestant, as was Nash. Shana didn't react well to this news. "Waaaaaaaah! Dart! They said I'm not allowed to compete anymore! Help me!" Marle took one look at this display, and sighed in disgust. "You give female archers a bad name." Taking aim with her Siren, Marle fired at Shana, freezing the idiot where she stood. Marle then walked over to Zemeckis, and whispered something in his ear. Nodding, Zemeckis reached for his massive Crossbow, and picked it up with one hand. "Liiiiiiiiighting BOW!" His strongeset attack hit Shana in the chest, ripping her in half. Zemeckis and Marle shook hands, and left the arena to a standing ovation from the crowd. The noise woke Bow up. Much to his surprise, he was told that he won the archery contest with only one shot! "Easiest contest ever..." Bow got his gold medal, and went to show Ryu what he had done. Shana: 3 Nash: 6 Bow: 16 Marle: 5 Zemeckis: 10 Llew: 12 metroid composite
Duelling League Olympics: Endurance Mepmep Hmm... Sabin can Bumrush over and over at what appears to be dozens of times the average moving speed... I don't think he can ever actually get tired. Hell he can even lift a train over and over. Sabin: 23 Stallion: 4 Maya: 13 Ness: 16
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