 | So, Odin. It all comes down to this.
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 | Yes.
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 | The lives of thousands hang in the balance.
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 | I can't look.
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| My whole life has lead up to this point.
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| Enough delaying! Let's do this!
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| G.....7?
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| Miss! I have you now!
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| No! The Confederated Army of the All-Father has never known defeat! Our ships are still mighty! You can't win!
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| We'll see about that! H...2!
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| NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
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| The patrol boat is sunk.
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| And Morte is unquestioned lord and master of the seas. Neptune himself cowers in fear.
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| All in a day's work, kids.
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| My soldiers, my countrymen...I have failed you. The brave ship HMS Skullcrusher has seen its last combat day.
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 | So tragic.
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 | Well, there's nothing else we can do besides carry on as best we can. Odin, as per the agreement, you have to try and find out just what is the deal with Jenna.
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| I regret nothing!
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| Well, you'll have a chance to start practicing for a rematch against Morte during our break after this season.
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| I can't wait. I'm thinking of traveling somewhere warmer.
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| Costa Del Sol is nice this time of year.
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| I think I'll just count all my money. Then again, it is just for a season, so I might not have enough time. Okay, enough chatter. Let's get this show on the road. We only have a few more weeks until vacation time.
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| Places, people.
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| Morte, stop carrying around those ship pieces in your mouth and get out of the way.
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| Hehehe, uhh...how did those get there? Not a cheater!
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| ...
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| Welcome to Behind the Scenes! The semifinals commence, and we are all dying to know who is going to head to the Finals. With such a varied group of duellers, there's no doubt it will be as exciting as ever! Today's first guests, hailing from the Godlike divison, are Lavos and Jenna Angel!
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 | Rawr.
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 | ...Why is that janitor starting at me?
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| Nevermind him, let's talk duelling! You've done pretty well for a newcomer.
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| I expected no less.
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| Lavos is pretty tough, though.
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| But mostly focused on wrecking PC's, which I most certaintly am not.
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| Well, that's at least one thing we're sure you are.
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| One more word out of you and the only thing you'll be sure of is a slow, painful demise.
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| Mission failed. Returning to headquarters.
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| Stop trying to crawl under the table, Odin.
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| Is he always like this?
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| No, sometimes he's worse.
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| Rawr?
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| No. Go away.
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| Rawr!
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| Stop bugging me, dammit.
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| RAWR!
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| FINE! Odin, Lavos thinks you're cute. Now get lost.
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| I'm outta here, too.
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| At least I'm sure Lavos is female.
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| That's a very spiky, uncomfortable image that just popped in my head.
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| Don't think about it don't think about it don't think about it DAMN!
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| Moving right along.
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 | Well?
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 | This is going to be as easy as taking candy from the Pope. And then framing him for murder.
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| You sound confident.
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| Look at this punk. He'll be easier to beat than my stupid brother.
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| Your brother had a True Rune, did he? You can't handle my magic.
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| You only have a couple of shots of that stuff, you pasty-faced little shrimp.
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| Check it out, everybody. The guy with a mullet and a forehead that covers half his face is insulting other people's appearances.
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| Well, that's surprisingly bitter.
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| Having your village and family slaughtered before being given a Rune that makes everyone you love die kinda changes your worldview.
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| Pussy.
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| And tragic backstories are sooooooooo rare in RPGs. Whatever. Middle time.
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 | Hello.
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 | Greetings.
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| Well, Gale, you, Jenna, and Serph have been doing quite well to get this far. Think you can handle Dart as well?
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| His combat ability pales in comparison to mine. I am most confident in my success.
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| You can't stop my axe. Specifically, when it goes into your face.
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| Your strength is impressive but you won't be able to stop my magic, which you have difficulty facing.
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| Whatever.
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| Well, I'm sure it'll all be settled in the ring. Because violence is the key to solving problems.
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| Amen.
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| Smartest thing I've heard all day.
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| I find it odd that Gale never said "I do not comprehend".
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| Odd, yet welcome.
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| Well, it's been fun, but I've got to avoid the tranny in order to hang with the spiky monster beast as we attack the angry super spy, so can we get going?
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| ......
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| He's going to say it! Quick, Ultros!
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| TENTACLE TO THE FACE!
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| Good work, you two. Well, let's finish this week off.
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 | I'm important to the plot!
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 | Dude, even I have more cutscenes than you do.
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| Gentlemen, welcome.
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| No real problems here. Fire Rune should charbroil that ironhead without too much trouble.
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| I'll slice you to ribbons before you can get a single spell off.
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| You'll do no such thing.
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| Sure I will! I mean, everybody remembers my brilliance in battle when my army lost to McDohl, or when I...lost that duel to McDohl.....shut up!
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| I rest my case.
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| Well, Tir IS the hero.
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| ..who at that point had an army composed of a bunch of theives and remnants of the loser army.
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| And Kwanda had a superweapon on his side.
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| The point here is that I win.
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| At least until you get to Serph.
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| ...*sniff*
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| Oh, I'm sure you'll die relatively quickly. Anyway, that's all we have for you today. See you next week, and have a Merry Christmas! This is the crew at Behind the Scenes, signing off! |
I, Kazan, bid you welcome to the RPG Dueling League, dedicated to the art of pitting the greatest warriors of the RPG Multiverse against each other in honourable combat! Within lies the greatest showcase of fighting talent you will ever lay your eyes upon!