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Epic Suddenly, he was interrupted by a (different) maniacal voice. "Well, well, if it isn't the wannabe master of earth. Too ashamed to cry for your mommy where people can see you?" EVIL GAIA's massive form suddenly came into view, a smirk visible on his Bette Midler-like face. "Hmph! So what's the two-time victim of Final Fantasy VIII PCs doing here?" Milon sneered in response. "Come begging for advice from a real earth-elemental villain?" "Big words from a guy who lost to an Arc the Lad 4 PC! Why, Samson's so pathetic that even that cast wouldn't let him stick around permanently!" EVIL GAIA replied furiously. A smug look came over his face as he continued, "Besides, I at least have managed to obtain two victories in the DL. You haven't even gotten a single win in three tries!" "That's it! I'm show you just who's the real master of earth right now!" "Bwahahahaha! So you think you can take on the might of EVIL GAIA, do you? Very well, this shall be a warm-up for my conquest of the Duelling League proper!" "Bring it on, you overgrown vegatable!" "Why you little..." And so, the epic clash of titans began. But who triumphed in the end? |
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Joou Ranbu The two powerful minions of darkness stood there. Ready to fight. It would be an epic clash of unimaginable power. It would be... A KARAOKE CONTEST. Not only that, a COSPLAYING KARAOKE CONTEST. Milon Z channeled into the powers of Barbrilon Ztreizand. Evil Gaia assumed the Evil Gaia Midler custom persona. The damp, dark cave was turned into an auditorium for people to watch and cheer. (Well, actually they were slavedriven peasants brought from random Shining Force towns who were threatened with a swarm of lesbian Pegasus Knights in case they didn't attend, but hey!) With the ambience ready and a crowd for the feast, it was time for the sing-out! The judge (a cute random Dragon Quest VIII Slime who needed some cash) flipped a coin to see who would sing first. The coin fell... and bounced over the slime. Then it fell to the ground. Tails. That was Gaia Midler's cue. Gaia Midler raised its voice to the mike. "HELLO, DARLINGS! TONIGHT..." -and Gaia Midler did a fast spin. She/he/it switched to a red, tight, cleavage-happy dress. The hair was scant red, arranged in a way that made it seem like a giant chantilly fudge. The over-the-top makeup covered the monster's face in pink and red. And Gaia was... standing over a floating broom. "I WILL SING A CLASSIC CALLED 'I PUT A SPELL ON YOU', FROM THE DISNEY HIT MOVIE. I WILL BEWITCH YOU ALL. HIT IT, KARAOKE MACHINE!". And the cheesy keyboard-toned music began, soon being followed by Gaia Midler's grotesque voice. "I PUT A SPELL ON YOU AND NOW YOU'RE MINE. YOU CAN'T STOP THE THINGS I DO. I AIN'T LYYYYYIN'. IT'S BEEN 300 YEARS RIGHT DOWN TO THE DAY, NOW THE WITCH IS BACK AND THERE'S HELL TO PAY. I PUT A SPELL ON YOU AND NOW YOU'RE MIIIIIINE! HELLO, SALEM! MY NAME'S WINIFRED, WHAT'S YOURS? I PUT A SPELL ON YOU AND NOW YOU'RE GONE. (GONE GONE GONE SO LONG!) MY WHAMMY FELL ON YOU AND IT WAS STRONG. (SO STRONG SO STRONG SO STRONG) YOUR WRETCHED LITTLE LIVES HAVE ALL BEEN CURSED, 'CAUSE OF ALL THE WITCHES WORKING I'M THE WORST! I PUT A SPELL ON YOU AND NOW YOU'RE MINE! [WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT!] IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE, YOU'D BETTER GET SUPERSTITIOUS. ASK MY SISTERS! OOH, SHE'S VICIOUS! I PUT A SPELL ON YOU.... I PUT A SPELL ON YOU. SISTERS!" - *SLAP SLAP.* - what was that sound? Gaia Midler stopped singing for a moment, all the arrangements halted. The audience, which was either cowering in terror or singing along already (hey, what else.), also trancedly stood silent. Just to see a fat, vaguely bald man holding a pistol slapping his ass and taunting in some direction. Then, he ran away gleefully. That bizarre incident beyond the walls, Midler re-enticed its public. "AH SAY ENTO PI ALPHA MABI UPENDI AH SAY ENTO PI ALPHA MABI UPENDI IN COMMA CORIYAMA IN COMMA CORIYAMA AY, AY, AYE, AYE, SAY BYE-BYYYYYYYYYYYE!" *CRASH.* Yes. *CRASH.*. Suddenly, a very large truck tore through the walls, smashing both Evil Gaia Midler and Milon Ztreizand (who, poor thing, never had a shot to sing "Don't Rain In My Parade"...) up and into Brahne's S&M Tower of Torture. The truck's door opened, just to reveal the figure of a gentle, blind, sickly songstress accompanied by a bird. She tumbled through the crowd, nodding and vaguely scratching her head. - Wait... isn't this the ice-cream parlor? Suo? Did I do a wrong turn? And the crowd cheered. Milon: 8 Evil_Gaia: 16 Shiho: 32 Tide
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