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Philia Felice (Tales of Destiny) |
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Green haired girls and swords. The two go together like...well, lots of things. Its also not uncommon for said green haired girls to wield magic. Well, Philia's certainly filling up this cliche nicely, and she's facing off against a robot of all things; a standard cliche enemy in RPG series! With her powerful magic, and her talking sword giving her backseat dueling advice (and hopefully not hitting on her mid fight), she should be able to simply out slug and outwit the monontone robot in a rather cliche'd match! |
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Bye Mio! With one down, there's only a few more to go before Thursday claims a championship. It's another cute green haired woman - clearly they are no match for Thursday's massive stats and status resistance. Sure, Philia can throw around magic and bombs like no tomorrow, but Thursday just hits hard. Really really hard. With his high power he can overwhelm Philia before she charge up anything too dangerous and claim another win. After all, what can Philia's Bombs do against a Robo Bazooka? |
SageAcrin "Now that is the spirit of a true Defender of Earth!" Gordon noted, as he watched Philia's battle. Truly, her mastery of technology, of magic, of the blade, all had struck at Gordon's heroic soul. And to think, his own robot would defeat her! Truly, this travesty could not be allowed! Gordon did the only thing that he could to stop it. --- "...Gordon, why did you trigger the manual destruct switch on Thursday?" Jennifer asked, puzzled. "Well, I-" "GORDON WAS LOOKING AT PHILIA'S THIGHS. PERVERT. PERVERT." "Hey, now, stop saying that!" Gordon replied, annoyed, to Thursday. A bit too late. "...Hm. Well, maybe I'll just let you send a letter to tell me about it." A somewhat miffed Jennifer said with a shrug, leaving both Gordon together with his robot. "You understand, don't you Thursday?" Gordon pleaded. "She would be the perfect fourth for our group! She has all the abilities necce-" "THURSDAY UNDERSTANDS THAT GORDON IS A PERVERT." Gordon simply sighed. Sometimes, the truth hurts. But Gordon, his mind filled with more noble views of Philia, simply will never recognize it... Philia Felice: 32 Mathias
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