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Ghaleon vs Ryu
Sage Acrin Ryu the Second stood calmly upon the field of battle, as Ghaleon, smirking, sauntered onto the arena grounds. "Hmph, dragon boy. You know that one trick of yours isn't enough to stop the Magic Emperor, don't you?" Ghaleon said with a smirk. "..." Ryu replied. "Oh, right. You....people... don't talk. Except that odd one of your little tribe, the fifth Ryu. Oh, well. Let's get on with it." Ryu calmly gathered his strength, transformed into his Great Dragon form, and smashed Ghaleon with a massive wave of energy, slamming him across the arena and partially through the wall. For a moment, the match seemed over. But, slowly, Ghaleon pulled himself to his feet. "Ah....hah. That's.....quite impressive. But not enough! Prepare to meet your doom, dragon boy!" *Two hours earlier.* "He's up against Ghaleon!? He'll never survive!" A startled, black-winged Nina yelled. "You know he can't deal enough to stop Ghaleon in one hit...and that's what he needs!" "Oh, shhh. You're assuming I'd have him play fairly." Deis said. "He does have a way he can at least try to win. Granted, it'll probably get the match thrown out, but at least he won't be dead...." *Two hours later.* "Fate Storm!" Ryu was caught in a blast of energy.....then a field of stars surrounded him. The crowd, amazed, watched as the energy from the attack into nothingness.... "....what? What...A.....Agni? He used AGNI?" Ghaleon yelled, stunned. "But....but it...he...what? He can't do that!? It can't do that!" "Yes, actually, he can." A voice was heard to ring out from the judge's box. "And it can." Ghaleon glanced wildly at the box....and stopped, stunned. The entire box was filled with paralyzed and muted judges. Rather angry looking ones. And a widely grinning Deis. "It's not like they can make a call against it if they can't speak, is it? Now get on with your fight." "....urgh....GAH. You....I can fight you forever! Fate Storm!" *Three hours later.* "This is....taking forever....we've already missed Shizel's fight." A half asleep Reid mumbled. "Damn those stupid rules about not letting spectators out until the match is finished, because they might distract the duellers." "....Fate.... Storm!" Ghaleon yelled, amazingly still standing after both the brutal beating and the expendature of magical energy for three hours. The match had clearly taken it's toll on him, but he was still fighting, hoping for some way to not lose in this embarrassing manner. And again, as it had many times before, the power of Agni simply sucked down the energy. "Shizel came by seats a few minutes ago, Reid. You were asleep." Meredy said. "She said that it made her mad that no one from Eternia was there to cheer her on. So she was going to make Ryu pay!" "....What?....I think I pity Ryu right now." Reid said, watching the match closely. "Fa....te....St..." Ghaleon, exhausted, slumped to the ground. Ryu, grinning, lunged forward to strike.... "Darkness comes from the Outer Limits!" A distinguished voice was heard yelling from across the arena. Shizel calmly walked out onto the arena. "What? That's...that's against the....rules....that...the judges can't make a call on because I've got them bound and gagged magically. Well, it was worth a try." Deis said, defeatedly. "Finality Deadend!" Ryu, caught blindsided, was blasted by a massive wave of the Dark Aurora. Slowly, he crumpled to the ground. "Hmmph. That's what you get." Shizel said, glancing at Deis. "If I can't use my plot power to win matches, I'll be damned if anyone else can." *Three days later.* "....Sigh. They would make me do this, of all things." Deis said. "Tutoring. Teaching magic to anyone that wants it. Anyone. With no right to turn anyone away. And, sure enough, 90% of the people I've gotten are perverts who have less magical aptitude than Mogu." "Hey, sweety, come over here, I need some help with this spell..." Vigoro yelled from across the room. "Well, I can at least comfort myself with the fact that I only have to do this a month." "And it's not as if anyone can stop me from blasting these perverts into a crater after that." Deis whispered to herself, with a smile playing on her lips. Ghaleon: 53 Shale
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Rolf Landale vs Shizel
Sage Acrin Rolf calmly walked onto the battlefield, the shining Nei Sword in hand, and greeted Shizel. "Hmmmm. I've heard you're good at defeating your average fighter. But I'm hardly that. You'll be lucky to survive one blow." "Ha. I shall rend you limb from limb with the darkness, boy." Shizel said, a cool smile playing on her lips. "We shall see." Rolf stood still, his calm face now a mask of hatred. Channeling the forces of pure rage, he blasted Shizel with his trademark Megid, leaving her staggering. "Ha...haha....you...fool." A staggering, but still standing, Shizel cried. "I am not so easily defeated." "You...are aware I can do that again, right?" Rolf said, smiling. "Yes. Yes, I am, little fool. Gateway to Eternal Void, show your passage!" Shizel cried out. A huge rift opened in the sky, and a massive blade of energy shone from it. "Be damned by my darkness!" She cried, as the blade sliced down into Rolf's body. And the entire crowd stood, stunned, as Rolf sank to the crown, quite unconcious... "How?" "What, I thought...." "She can't...." The mutters were heard from the crowd. "Can't that attack not kill?" "Hold it, ya?" A voice rang out on the field. Wakka, along with the entire Spiran group of guardians, and the Summoner they protected, walked into the arena. "That's not really Shizel, ya know?" "What are you fools talking about? I am the only master of the Dark Aurora." "Not quite correct. You see, we know where you've been, Shizel." Yuna said. "We know that you were working with the production crew of another game." Tidus said. "And that you picked up something while you were there." "I have no idea what you are talking about! Now I shall leave, and claim my reward!" Shizel yelled out, stalking out of the arena. "Kimahri, get her!" Tidus yelled, and Kimahri lunged forward, chasing down and knocking to the ground the unsuspecting(And still weakened from Megid.) Shizel. "Jenkies!" Rikku yelled out. "She was wearing a mask!" "Jen....sigh." Lulu muttered under her breath. "They would play this to the hilt....and poorly....well," she said with a shrug, "it's interesting to watch." "The game she was working with? Tales of the World, Narakiri Dungeon 3. Where people dress up in costumes, including a Shizel costume, and gain that character's full powers. And where Eternal Finality was fatal. Isn't that right, Shizel?" Tidus said, with a grin on his face. "You knew you couldn't win this fight fairly. So you dressed up in your own costume!" "And I would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for you stupid teenagers and your meddling Ronso!" Shizel yelled out..... Rolf Landale: 18 
TimeLord vs Zeon
Dunefar Please. You expect Zeon to take a full Overdrive string? Man, he's going to be a poop brown stain on the ground after that, let alone being in any sort of shape to fight back. TimeLord: 24 
Lynx vs Citan Uzuki (Hyuga Ricdeau)
Dark Lord Magus Citan..against a CC character? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Bye bye Lynx, you furry loser. Lynx: 8 Shale
Erim vs Articuno
Sage Acrin You know, the outcome of this match was sadly predictable. A empty arena, and a bunch of angry fans. In Erim's case, the cause was simple enough. She got distracted by Justin, and promptly fell in love with him. Not really a shock. Anyhow, she decided throwing the match to be with her love was worthwhile. Well, until Feena came home, but that's another story. In Articuno's case, it stems from a bet Zhuzhen had on Erim winning. Deciding not to play fair, he jacked the thermostat in Articuno's room to 110 degrees(Farenheit.), and the bird became so uncomfortable that it flew off to a ice cave to cool off. Being...well, bird brained, he forgot to come back for the match. So they just settled it with a coin toss. At least the crowd wasn't too disappointed, since after a few minutes, a drunken Shuyin wandered in and picked a fight with Sephiroth.... Erim: 31 person31389@hotmail.com
Limstella vs Harle
Jo ou Ranbu Limstella and Harle were both applicants to a part in that "The Fiddler on The Roof" play. So, they decided the best way to settle that match was in an acting contest. They were to fight as if they were in a play, each one singing a song of their choice. The most obvious idea for Harle would be to sing a beautiful french song. She had the accent, she had the tone, she had the grace. Limstella still couldn't decide what she were to sing. Unfortunately for Harle, she was given "Toxic" to perform. Somewhere along the pigs squealing and running away at the arena and the rabid mob of Britney Spears haters trampling the entire surroundings, the judges found that Limstella was the winner. The last glimpse seen of Harle was when the clown slowly faded away from the spotlight muttering " Oui, I do" as Limstella's voice echoed with her song. "Non, rien de rien... nooooon, je no regrette rien..." And Limstella didn't regret anything. The same couldn't be said of Harle, who joined Mishaela's travelling puppet show somewhere at Runefaust. Limstella: 28 
Billy Lee Black vs Shuyin
Sage Acrin Shuyin, a being of pure hatred, raging against the world, and attempting to destroy it for what it had done to him. Billy, a young, naive priest whose only focus in life is taking care of those who cannot take care of themselves, who was willing to risk his life to save the world. Not a lot in common. Fighting styles, backgrounds, personalities, appearance, ages, totally different. Yet they both have one thing in common. Giant mecha. No one was really surprised when Shuyin attempted to bring Vegnagun on the field, in order to destroy the world. (It's not like he has any other motivation in life.) So, technically, he'd already lost by that point. However, Billy, after climbing into El Remazou, managed to reduce the massive Machina to scrap metal, giving him both the moral and legal victories. Shuyin was seen getting loudly drunk later that night. Billy Lee Black: 26 
Drachma vs Zeikfried
Monkeyfinger Ziekfried, the greatest of the quarter knights, looked down upon the rusty old sailor in front of him with contempt. Drachma was just..... standing there. "What can a mere human do against me, the greatest of the metal demons? You were a fool to even come here. You are to frightened to move! With my vast power, and Glumblazer in hand, I will crush you like the pitiful worm that all you humans are........." Just as he did when he encountered Rudy and friends aboard the Sweet Candy, Ziekfried continued to talk. And talk. And talk. And not make one move to destroy his enemy. And through it all, Drachma stood completely still, eyes shut, not moving to attack Ziekfried, seemingly doing nothing. Ziekfried's failure to kill Rudy when he had the chance led to the death of him and all the other Quarter Knights. One would figure that Ziekfried would have learned a lesson from that: Show your enemy no mercy, even if he appears powerless at the time. Sadly for Ziekfried, he didn't. He was still ranting about how ridiculous the notion of a human beating a demon in single combat when he saw a giant metal hand rise up from Drachma's position. Only then did he realize what Drachma had been up to. He floated up into the air, raised Glumblazer, and aimed it at Drachma...... only to get promptly crushed into the ground by the Hand of Fate. Drachma: 25 Shale
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Nash Latkje vs Squall Leonheart
Scar *Two days prior* Nash: Sixteen Seasons......and now when I get my first shot, I am NOT allowed to go all out? Sierra: Seems that way dear. I could, you know ease all of your worries. Nash: .......stop looking at my neck. Please, dear, let me sit down and think up of something. Sierra: I will always be at your side darling. Nash: This....I know too well. *sigh* Sierra: Hmm? Nash: ....nothing. --- Squall: Tonight, I do this for Rinoa. *Palms his necklace and grips his sword tightly with his right hand* Squall enters the arena to find Nash standing on the opposite side. He looks to his left. The many members of SeeD had come to cheer him on. He smiled; he had the support of all his friends, all the people he cared for. He wasn't going to let them down. He was going to show everyone, friend and foe alike why he was the top rated SeeD candidate. Opposing him was someone he did not get the chance to read up on. This would be the Harmonian's first match in the DL, Squall had no strategy against him, nor could he study any of his moves or secrets. Confident in his abilities though, Squall began to advance. Though, if not for one small fact Squall might not have stopped. Nash could easily see that Squall was coming towards him. The match had begun; he should be ready to defend any attacks. However, Nash's eyes wandered. It seemed he was looking for someone. Nash: She always does this. Promises mean nothing to her......... What difference did it make, his opponent wasn't paying attention. Squall now had it in his mind to just charge the un-suspecting spy. Nash: hmmmmm With the quickness, Squall charged at Nash. A straight vertical slash aiming to split his foe. Nash, however, side stepped the attack and backed away. A look of agitation swept over his face. Nash: Mistake number one.... Squall wasted no time and charged towards Nash again. The tip of his gunblade scrapped the pavement as he dashed towards Nash. This time, Nash took a defensive stance. A dagger in each hand, with his hands crossed as if he were getting ready to throw them. But, Squall didn't do what Nash had intended. Instead, Squall went left, stopping his full on assault and pointed the Gunblade towards Nash. Eyes set on his target; he aimed and let off a shot towards Nash. This caught Nash off guard. He turned his body to the right and threw one of his darts directly up in the air with all his might. The bullet caught him in the left shoulder and he quickly applied pressure with his other arm upon the wound. Blood began to trickle down. Squall looked up at the dart Nash had thrown. It was wedged up in the ceiling. Squall: You missed. I am right here. Nash slowly backed away. He looked content to what was happening. The crowd really began to get into the match. The chants for”Finish Him" were getting louder. You could tell that squall's ego was beginning to fill. Nash kept his composure. After getting a safe distance away from Squall, Nash lowered his guard. His one hand, still holding the Dagger was stained red from the blood from his gun shot wound. Squall: You are wounded; you can throw in the towel if you want. I do not think a direct assault against a wounded duck as much fun. Nash: .....mistake number two. Nash with much force threw the second of his two darts at the arena roof. This one, to Nash's pleasure found its mark, which caused a power outage. As all the lights began to dim, Nash slowly began to reach for the holster at his side. Squall, seeing that a figure was approaching him did what he could. He drew his sword out in front of him. The arena was almost too dark for him to see anything. He could only hear Nash's voice as it slowly crept towards him. Nash: On the battlefield there is no room for pity, or hesitation. The second that you felt compassion for me, your enemy, was the second when you gave up. Be glad no one will witness your downfall. --- In the time it took the stage crew to fix the lights, Nash was the only man standing. While, where Squall lay, only a tangled body covered in blood remained. Nash bowed to the crowd who had no idea what just happened and left the arena. The local doctor of the DL rushed out to tend to the winners wounds. Doc: You that arm it needs to be looked at. Come to my clinic and we can patch you up real quick. Nash slowly turned around; a huge grin covered his face. Nash: No thanks. I know someone who could 'suck' this thing right out of me.......and like it. Good day sir. Nash Latkje: 39 Dunefar
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Kazin vs MOMO
Grefter MOMO was squared off against a fellow mage, Kazin, as her first test to prove herself as a worthy Middle. So to get in some easy damage early on she starts off going straight for her Starlight Transformation. Just as the transformation began a man in a cloak jumped over the railing and started running towards MOMO. Panic struck both duellers confused as to what was happening. MOMO continued with her transformation watching the approaching figure from the corner of her eye. Halfway through the Transformation the figure threw off his cloak to reveal a completely naked Albedo. "I have come to grant you a victory my Peche" he giggled out just before grabbing hold of MOMO by the shoulders and licking her from belly to fore head in one swift motion. "See you next week on your way to the championship you delicious little dumplin." Laughing maniacally he escapes the grounds as no one is prepared to tackle a naked Albedo. Kazin was stunned, not quite comprehending what happened and amazed at his disqualification. MOMO on the other hand knew exactly what happened as she crumpled into a helpless ball still half way through her Starlight Transformation giving all the dirty old men in the pavillion a marvellous view of the flesh of fallen angels. Kazin: 11 Shale
Aika vs Ronnie Bell
OblivionKnight The power of hatred...fittingly enough, said hatred is manifested in a woman. Now, as many men and woman know, when a woman is angry, she is angry. So, a woman manifesting hatred itself should be pretty damn strong. But lo', there are two sides to every story. Aika is the epitome of fun, happy, and positive womanhood. Not an old tavern/serving wench: but a vibrant and lovely youth. And positive thinking, as Miss Amano proved several season ago, can accomplish quite a bit. So, what would be the best way for these two to fight it out in an arena match? Duel with swords? Guns at twenty paces? Maybe a race around the world? Nope. When you've got two women, ready to get all hot and sweaty, the only course of action is: MUD WRESTLING! Unfortunately for Miss Bell, the judges for the match happened to be Sheena Lepant, Zelos Wilder and Lutz - all of them well under 30. And none of whom happen to like older women. Miss Bell was unfortunately disqualified from the match, due to a "hanging chad", while Miss Aika was decalred the winner. Aika: 31 
Shigeo vs Zidane Tribal
Dark Holy Elf Zidane was distressed. He had waited sixteen seasons, and he finally got a match... against a boss. Everyone said he was useless against bosses. Everyone was going to rejoice at his loss. Sales of "Go Shigeo!" banners had risen by a factor of one thousand over the last week. Heck, even Steiner had been seen waving one proudly. Zidane wasn't going to lose so easily. His desire to show everyone up provoked a rare flash of both brains and work ethic by the Genome. He locked himself up in the DL library, looking for all the information he could on the Wise Men... Eventually, he found what he needed. A report by Precis Neumann entitled "Experiments with the Algol"... --- The crowd cheered. The starting bell rang. Zidane faced his opponent, holding one particular carefully-chosen thief sword at his side. The Genome stood motionless, eyes half closed. Ready to strike. Shigeo simply bellowed a laugh. "FOOLISH MORTAL. YOU ARE POWERLESS BEFORE ONE OF GOD'S TEN WISE MEN." "Even one as weak as you!" came a call from the audience. "EVEN ONE AS WEAK AS ME!" Shigeo agreed. Even he was amused by the situation. Zidane was not amused. He felt no emotion at all, as he concentrated, waiting for an opening. "AND NOW, LET US BEGIN THE SLAUGHTER. INFRINGEMENT!" As Shigeo began his trademark attack, Zidane suddenly sprang to life. He held his double-bladed weapon high, drawing out its energy with all his will. "Soul Blade!" he cried. His words hung in the air as the attack struck the Wise Man. And turned him to stone. The crowd was stunned. Mouths hung open. "Impossible!" "How did he...?" "I thought the Wise Men's weakness to petrify was but a myth!" So stunning was this revelation that it took the audience several seconds to notice something else that had happened, this one only slightly less surprising than the last. Infringement had inflicted Stone on the first attempt. And Shigeo's attack had landed first. Shigeo: 30 Jo ou Ranbu
Rudolf Steiner vs Krin
Shale Historically, a thief's chief advantage in the DL would be his ability to steal his enemy's items, overcoming the disparity in power through redistribution of armament. So it's a damn shame that Krin is the one thief in RPGs who can't actually steal. Rudolf Steiner: 36 Kanos
Peppor vs Noel Chandler
Grefter How could he have lost? Peppor had all the advantages, his opponent was reknowned for being a mage with weak magic, he resisted his opponents best spell. Yet somehow Noel had overcome the almighty power of his food related might, his uh "powerful" sprain inducing earthquake and his... fatness... How was being bored to sleep a technical knock out? Damn those judges, not even Karsh could have withstood hearing Noel chanting Fairy Heal for the fifth time, or Earthquake. To add insult to injury Noel even finished it off with an Energy Arrow. For the first time he has lost Peppor's world was not pain, but shear embarrasment. Peppor: 13 NeolChandler
Samson vs Milon
Dunefar The stirring undead in the cold earth sprung forth to their master's call, overwhelming the puny human Samson in mere seconds. His flesh was rent from his bones, his eyes eaten by ravenous zombies, his innards turned into unholy energy for Lord Milon. --- Meanwhile, everyone else saw Milon sic a whole crapload of undead at poor Samson. Disqualified for outside interference, Samson was given the match. --- The haggard and restless revenant once known as Samson merely gave his skeletal smile at the news, and shambled on in the service of his Dark Lord. Another glorious hero must be taken into the rotting embrace of Milon, and the monk Lucius shall be the next target for the fallen hero. Man, woman, whatever; the brains and warm blood of Lucius shall be Lord Milon's. Oh yes. Samson: 25 
Tim Rhymeless vs Lucius
Korayashi Throughout hours of slapping and scratching, Lucius was the first to remember they could use magic...the match ended soon after. Tim Rhymeless: 21 Otter
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