The Thing They Called... QUICKIE.
~Verysimplymad

It was a hard night for some DL fighters. The losing Heavy fighters in particular were licking their wounds, and there was an appalling sense of loss in the Heavy locker rooms.

Dias and Gala, of course, didn't voice any dissent, but their subdued anger was nearly tangible, and it was obvious that they were none-too-pleased about their recent losses. Gala was trying to calm himself down with his martial routine, and Dias paced back and forth, grunting every now and then. Their silence didn't reign, however, for a string of increasingly creative cursing echoed from the other side of the wall, presumably a very irate Alena screaming and pounding at the wall. Laike wasn't as bothered, of course, but he had had a few pints in him, and couldn't exactly remember if he had had a match already, or if it was later on.

Things continued at this otherwise unimpressive rate until a voice shouted, "HELP! The creature! It broke free!"

Dias cast a sidelong glance to Gala, who shrugged and said, "It would be good to take my mind off of my recent match." Laike stumbled to his feet and said. "I 'spose I could take care of a little monster, before my big fight." From the girl's Heavy locker room, Alena's voice rang out, "Hey! I'll be right out to help, too."

The three men, and presumably the woman as well, began to walk into the hall. Dias muttered "Ten seconds..." to himself, in anticipation of the fight.

When they were outside, they faced down a nightmarish creature: A colossal beast that was cuter and cuddlier than any monster any of them had ever seen ( with the exception of Dias, who remembered the little teddy bears ). "KWICK EEEE." it said, in a low voice that shook the very halls of the RPGDL complex. "KWE KWE KWICK EEE"

"It's my new experimental monster I made this morning, based off of this odd creature that Rikku sent me after winning her match. It must be stopped, before it can cause too much damage!"

"Don't worry," Gala said, "I am ready for him."

"Bring it on!" Alena roared, itching to get her mind of her loss to Teepo.

"...>hic<... Oh, who's the precious little creature of destruction? He is! Yes he is!" Laike stumbled around, fumbling with his sword. After a few seconds, he finally had picked the thing up, and was in some sort of combat stance several seconds later.

"......twenty..." Dias started counting.

And thus, the Heavy losers of the RPGDL more or less confidently squared off against the gargantuan beast. But... they could not be prepared for the might that was..... OMNI-QUICKIE!
  • The Heavy Losers redeem themselves, and defeat the creature
  • Omni-Quickie adorably crushes the group, and proceeds to rampage through the DL

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"Quickie!" The monster loomed over the fighter's heads.. and all of a sudden, shrunk back to normal. "Huh. Apparently, this thing can't hold it's uber form for long.." Alena's puzzled words echoed throughout the area, as the fighters wondered just what the hell had happened.

Heavy Losers: 23
Omni-Quickie: 12