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One pathetic foe down, three more to go as Kefka conquers the puny Godlikes one by one until he gets his second Godlike championship! After he dismantled Jecht with ease, his next victim is Ellen Kirishima, a young lady of Persona fame and a stunning supermodel. This lovely girl has met her match this time, though! Kefka is no pushover like Genevieve, and he will give the little lady a nice dose of Havok Wing, and he can use Revenger if she tries to boost her stats or protect herself with Physi-wall. Simplistic, much? Well, Kefka’s not complaining, especially since he's essentially one step closer to claiming his second title! |
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Ellen took a resounding first victory against Genevive. But now Ellen faces down Kefka, the same clown that beat Nate before! With St. Michael by her side (well, above her head, but close enough), providing Physi-wall to guard against Kefka's dreaded Havoc Wing, as well as almost complete magic reflection to shrug off anything else he has, Kefka will have no choice but to surrender: if he doesn't, a few Deathbounds backed by Taru Kaja will send the clown running for the hills. Kefka may be a former champion, but Ellen can easily take him down. After all, she's felled Godlike champions before - why's this be any different? |
SageAcrin "That damned foolish ceremony." Kefka said, storming towards his match. "Making me late for my own fight! Those stupid...If I didn't have hopes of ruling them all with an iron fist, I'd just quit. They charge too much for their dues anyways. Ewehehehehe!" Kefka laughed, as he marched towards his match. "You insane clown. Do you really think you can defeat me?" Ellen Kirishima said, staring at the garishly dressed Kefka. "Of course I do. Heheh, you don't have half an army here to defend you like you did with Myria!" Kefka said, laughing. "Hmph." Ellen had never really figured out what happened there-supposedly, she had walked in, weathered an unbelievable storm of attacks, killed Myria, and walked out. She knew she had been out like a light for that match, but you don't complain about some things. "Enough of this stupid talk." Ellen said, drawing her Rapier. "Ooooooh, did I hit a nerve, little girl?" Kefka said, still laughing. "Look, I like fiesty girls as much as the next guy, but this is a little ridiculous, don't you think?" "Augh!" Ellen said, disgusted. "Ewhehehehe! Fine, fine. Okay, sure, let's fight." Kefka said, morphing into his massive, angelic form as the judges called the battle started. "Heeeehehehehehe! So, do you want to be charbroiled or just ripped in half?" "I will not fall that easily, you ridiculous..." Ellen cut off, as Fallen One struck her, dropping her to her knees. "Eweheheheheh! All talk, huh? Already kneeling to me? I could make some perverted jokes right now, after all I'm just an insane clown, right?" Kefka said, cackling madly. "Where's your spirit now, little girl?" "Urgh...stupid...clown..." Ellen said, trying to struggle to her feet. Then a massive tower of flames, dark energy and anti-matter-explosion erupted behind her. "What?" Ellen and Kefka, along with most of the crowd, said, staring back at the massive explosion, as chunks of rubble peppered the audience. --- [Where are we going? Zidane's match is tha-] Mewtwo cut off mid-thought, as he heard the massive explosion. [...Are we just running away from that?] Mewtwo finished, curiously. [It would make sense to.] "No. That is not mine way." [Oh. Noble. Right.] "Still thyself, you ridiculous feline. I need to find someone before I hath a hope of fighting this." Fou-Lu said. "Huh, so you two saw that too? Not surprised you could live through it." Edge said, running after the fast-running Fou-Lu and fast-floating Mewtwo. "Wouldn't expect you to be running quite so fast, though." [This is none of your affair.] "Wait. He may be useful. Edge, does thou know anything that could quickly muddle someone's senses?" "Sure. Why?" "Then come with me. I need more power to combat this." --- "YOU KILLED HER!" Ryu screamed, as he smashed Zidane through a wall. "AAAAAAAAGHGHLLLCKKKTNNPGL." Zidane, in more pain than he would have concieved possible, was making some quite interesting and squishy sounds, as he slammed through several feet of metal, concrete and various other materials, all magically reinforced-and with tons more of it crushing him from above, as Ryu slammed him through the half-ruined arena wall through to the other side. "I....glrckllghgl...didn't do...glgghck." He managed to get out, as Wyrm's powerful arms crushed his throat. And didn't kill him. The crowd watched, stunned. As did Ellen and Kefka, who had had Zidane and Ryu land between them. Zidane, despite being confronted with one of the strongest forces ever created, simply hadn't died. "What...is this?" Ellen said, watching curiously. "Eheh? So the seal was r-oops, I'm not supposed to mention that." Kefka said. "So, killing Zidane, eh? Well, that seems simple enough." He said, smashing Zidane with a Havok Wing. "AAAUG-GLGhll." Zidane managed to shriek through the choking. "...since when is Zidane immortal?" Kefka said, puzzled. "Did he become too stupid to die? They said that took a while to fix for Dekar. Maybe smacking him upside the head a while will help. Or not, but it can't hurt." Kefka said, Havok Winging the prone Zidane a few times, with little more reaction than the first time. Zidane, by this point, was barely concious anyways. "Stop that and get back to fighting me!" "Ewheheheh, but this is fun!" Kefka said, pummling the prone Zidane and the choking, mad with grief and rage, Ryu with random spells and attacks. "Stop it!" Ellen said, disgusted. She was being so belittled that Kefka was beating another person up in front of her without even talking to her... "You will perish!" She said ominously... ...as a tendril of black light engulfed her. "Lucifer!" A single word rang out in the fairly still arena. The greatest Persona ever born had come to Ellen. Despite the fact that she normally couldn't even use it. "..." The judges stared blankly at each other. "...Does that count as interference?" Rapp asked. "Probably. Now let's get the hell out of here!" Barret said. "Kefka's the winner!" He yelled behind him, as he ran out of the stands. "...Probably a good idea." Rapp said, following suit. "Eheh?" Kefka said, staring up at Ellen's Persona. A few seconds later, Judgment vaporised him. And should have vaporised Zidane, but Zidane was, by this point, somewhat beyond caring. More importantly, it also vaporised the floor. Perhaps most importantly, the light hadn't stopped at Ellen. The crowd, engulfed in the light, changed. Iron Giants, Behemoths, K. Sludges, Salamanders, Riders, Level 99 Funny Thieves, Hampsters...people changing into the greatest monsters ever seen. All with one goal. Zidane. The metamorphed crowd lept, ran, or flowed towards the hole Zidane had fallen into. --- "So this is the place?" Edge said, curiously. "It is." [Wait, you can't be serious.] "I am. Edge, do you have what I asked for?" "Hmm? Sure, 260 proof Gyshal Green liquor." Edge said, pulling out a bottle. "...You cannot...actually, it would not surprise me if you, Edge, could have 130% alchohol liquor. At any rate..." Fou-Lu said, knocking on the door. Ryu the Fourth opened it, and stared, somewhat puzzled, at Fou-Lu. Then Edge shoved the bottle in the mouth and poured the entire contents into Ryu's mouth. As Ryu reeled, Mewtwo worked on his mind. Within moments, Ryu was eagerly agreeing to Fou-Lu's plan. In a few moments, Fou-Lu stood, whole, and fused with Ryu. "We now hath a chance against this evil." The Yorae Dragon said. Then he fell on his face. "...damnit, I guess he's still half flat-on-his-face drunk." Edge said, attempting to slap Fou-Lu awake... Kefka: 60 Taishyr
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