And so, after his heroic victory over Tidus, here Johnny had a bit of a problem. You see, when you win against someone in a battle of talents rather than brawls, word tends to go out.
And word tends to be heard.
And word tends to be heeded.
So as a result, when Johnny proposed to Kyogre to do the same contest, the legendary Pokï¿½mon refused! This made Johnny very struck, for he certainly didn't feel too confident fighting Kyogre.
With three days before the match, he shut himself in his room and began pondering and thinking very hard.
On the first day, Johnny approached Kyogre and suggested they would have a singing contest, being quite convinced his voice could carry far. The Pokemon refused.
On the second day, Johnny suggested a guitar contest. They would both jam out heavily and the one whose jam was best would win the match! Kyogre would've liked to accept, but unfortunately there wasn't a guitar the Pokemon could hold in its... fins? Its fins, and so that was a no go either.
Finally, the third day, Johnny was struck with brilliance and he met Kyogre again. He spoke, long, hard, and eloquently, and finally the Pokemon gave it a good hard thought and accepted.
"So, lemme get this straight..." Yuffie began, being quite puzzled. "Johnny... forfeited the match in return for being allowed to follow Kyogre for the rest of the contest and get exclusive rights to both photograph him and publish the pictures?"
The other judges could only affirm this story. Even though Kyogre advanced to the next match, Johnny avoided having to fight again and became all the richer from it.
It proves again that, even when you lose, sometimes you win.
"Ok, I understand why you forfeited, Terra, I mean, no sense in facing an unwinnable fight, but...why did he even agree to your terms when he had an easy win?" said the Onion Knight
"If there's one thing I learned from Setzer, its to negotiate...though, I suppose he must have seen some way to benefit from this on a personal level..." Terra replied
"...say, I'm still a bit shakey on just what Timelord promised to do..."
"He promised to force anyone who tries to do anything to someone under the age of 15 relive their own childhood, and subject them to Albedo's Child Psychology for a week..."
"That's kind of...wait, doesn't that plan kind of contradict itself?"
"Yes, but I think Timelord wants to prove that as a master of time, he can force Albedo to be in two places at the same time" she said, smiling
Terra Branford: 16
There's only so many different ways to describe what happened in the tantalizing match-up between Royce and Jessica. Needless to say, the pervert brigade was out in droves.
Instead of a play-by-play, I humbly submit this picture depicting some of the earlier events of the match for your review.
As for the rest of the events of the match, I leave that to your imagination.
The battle was short, intense, and quickpaced - lightning flew and the Godbird soared, careening across the battlefield and divebombing the Cloud of Darkness. After the fourth pass, Empyrea landed for a quick moment - and the Cloud of Darkness seized its chance.
The entire arena paused for a moment, before Empyrea let out an undignified squawk and fled from the arena as fast as she could fly, and the watching audience fled in terror.
It was not Bad Breath. No, indeed; Cloud of Darkness' power hold far beyond that.
Baby Diapers breath. The most lethal weapon in the history of the universe.
Cloud of Darkness: 31
Riou waited for his opponent to appear...and by waited, we mean for a whole hour. Still no sign of her. The judges all decided that Riou should win by default given his opponent never showed up...
Meanwhile, somewhere in Giga City...
"Where am I now? What's with all these robots? Argh! No time to figure this out! I need to hurry or I'll be late to my match! If it only wasn't for this flawed Teleport Gem..."
Many Eons ago, Crono had earned the nickname 'The Silent Death'. Why? Because while he wasn't the strongest or smartest, he was always the fastest. Pantomiming Drakkhen's plot and implying it was better than PS2's plot? Cruel. A way to inflict berserker rage. The perfect way to get a Megid to the face, earning a painful victory.
Nicholai had no real plan of action for this battle.
His opponent was mighty in his own way, but Nicholai himself hit a massive weakness of Georg's own; His pitiful full-body glass jaw to magical attacks would put them on an even footing.
It'd be simple from there.
He was thinking that right up until the blade went into his back, as he stared, stunned, at Georg.
"...Did Georg just stab Nicholai in the back while Georg was watching?" Ted asked curiously.
"Mmmmhmmm." "I don't think multiple forms are supposed to work that way, Deis." "Mmmhmmm." Deis nodded.
"Deis, I think your hair is on fire." Ted noted. "Mmmhmmm."
"False Althena, you should really get on putting out her hair. By rubbing your hot, naked body all over her head." "I'll get right on that, yeah." False Althena said brightly.
"Then Freya can join in and the party will really get started." "Certainly." Freya said distantly.
"What the hell is it about Georg that makes all the women completely vacant, anyways?" Ted wondered, as his fellow judges drooled at twice the usual amount of Georg. "Oh well, maybe I can get a tape recorder while they're like this."
And so, Georg's incredible sexiness wins him a match.
Nicholai Conrad: 16
Zidane was having a good day. Edge and Yuri had invited him to look over their photo collection and have even made him a few copies as a souvenir. This was how he spent his morning.
In the afternoon, Garnet took him with her to visit the Alma Kiman compound. Much to his surprise, they allowed him to stay. Granted, he had to remain with Garnet, keep all body parts to himself, and wouldn't allow any cameras, audio recorders, or TimeRecord spells but it still was a surprise. The women did allow him to witness an orgy, the memories of which will remain with him for a long time.
Garland treated Zidane to dinner and not once badgered him about serving as an Angel of Death and all that. They went partying and barhopping afterwards. Ghaleon was even nice enough to buy Zidane a beer instead of heaping on abuse. The late night was spent with Garnet. What went on is between the two of them though there's a rumor of strip Twister.
Zidane had such a good day that he'd totally forgotten about his match the same day and lost by failure to appear.
What? Why would people be nice to Zidane?
"Dost thou desire the power?" Ring a bell?
Does anyone really want to deal with a berserk monkeyboy fueled by Grahf's plot powers? Given how mocked and hated Zidane is, he'd not resist the temptation. Really, being nice to him is a small price to pay compared to how much it would take to put him down if he'd shown up to face Grahf.
Zidane Tribal: 10
Gadwin was increasingly frustrated.
How did his opponent read his attacks so well!?
How did he understand everything he was going to do so easily!?
It was as if he knew everything about him!
"And then I told him about all of Gadwin's secret moves, and how much he likes mangos, and everything about his weapon and his armor and his fighting style and his shoes and..." Justin rambled on happily.
Remember; When you give Justin your secret move? Don't expect it to stay a secret. Or anything else you tell him.
You know what the problem with calling yourself the Dark Adonis is?
It means you take special pride in your face of all things!
...which means you are ESPECIALLY weak to good old fashion Axe to the Face treatment.
Guess what Boyd specializes in?
Local renowned Suikoden mage Jeane has disappeared. Last seen in a battle with Beowulf during the quarterfinal match. After petrification by Beowulf, she was taken to the hospital by two medics and an ambulance; however, the ambulance did not make it there and has not yet been found. Anyone who has any leads, please contact Fuse or Katsuya at the police department. I repeat, local renowned...
Jeane giggled a bit as she watched the news, sprawled out in bed. "So, boys.... was your little pretend ambulance and uniforms worth it? I hope it was..."
All Sain and Edgar could do was gurgle with a dazed smile.
Anastasia's a bit of a luck based fighter. The last time she fought Shion, she just barely missed on a fatal status attack and was put down by her ether attacks. This time... well, a bit more luck, and a bit more speed.Shion's now a statue and Russia's princess has avenged her last loss.
Shion Uzuki: 20
And so, a cute person in a pink parka gets hit by a low-flying 777.
Jet Enduro: 29
"No! I absolutely refuse to fight her!" shouted Soren.
"Oh come on! What's wrong with your opponent THIS time Soren?" replied Ike
"She's like one of those damn Sub-humans! Just, you know, she's technically not one of them...this puts me in a weird situation cause I really don't know how to approach this fight!"
"I thought you like planning in these obscure situations though..."
"There's a huge difference between wars and simple useless duels, Ike..."
Ike shrugged, not really noticing the difference. Soren stayed true to his word and just sat out the fight.
Reis Dular: 20
To complete his assignment, Rude is aware a few of Chidori's abilities. The most threatening being the physical reflecting Tetrakarn spell. To prevent her from using it, he will have to make sure his one shot blasts clear through her limit range.
The problem was, how could he do it? After one night of research, he knew what he had to do. He spins 180 degrees and unleashes the most powerful attack known to man.
The resulting spinning force of the attack breaks through Chidori's fire resistance, knocking her down. From there, Rude proceeds to show off his moves and wins with a resulting Zeidrich knee to the face.
"So Rude, I heard you were this game's winner", Rufus said as he poured himself a cup of wine.
"...I beg your pardon?"
"...Sorry. Zoah syndrome"
Chidori Yoshino: 16
“A date ...” Yuki asked “With the hottest woman you can find?”
Zidane nodded “Yeah Aeris said she might even let you see what really goes on between her and Tifa if you know what I mean. That’s three for the price of one dude”
“Damn ... and all I’ve got to do is put on a dress for a few minutes?” Yuki laughed
Zidane nodded again. This was going well for him too, Aeris had already promised him some certain rewards too if he would act as go between. Of course what Zidane didn’t really know is that Aeris and Tifa rarely fulfilled their promises of putting on a show for the guys that they lured into doing their bidding (apart from Cloud of course, the lucky bastard) instead subjecting them to very painful punishment. Poor Zidane, once a fool always a fool. Wait why the pity.
“I gotta warn you though ... “ mused Yuki “I’m not sure exactly how Mom will react. It might not be the reaction Aeris is hoping for ... “
This indeed proved to be the case as Aeris’s plan for Miranda to see Yuki at the arena in a dress and thus passing out in horror backfired. Spectacularly.
Instead it sent Miranda into a rage. A pure unadultered blood rage of utter madness.
She wasn’t sure what had compelled her to pack a huge bag filled with throwing knifes earlier on in the day but damn they sure came in useful. By the time Miranda had finished with her Aeris rather resembled a pink and red pin cushion with many sharp and pointy things sticking out. Don’t worry though Aeris fans the RPGDL hospital will have her fixed in time for her next match. There won’t even be any marks to scar that body of hers you damn perverts! That beautiful curvy body ... WHAAT!?
The judges briefly contemplated what to do with Zidane and Yuki ... but in the meantime the situation was taken off their hands when Tifa appeared to drag off Zidane. He is hurting very badly right now. Very, very badly. He’s currently wishing he’d never been born. Meanwhile Yuki is currently fleeing for his life across hill and plain after Cloud suddenly freaked out yelling “THAT’s MY DRESS!!!” and charged straight for Yuki wielding his massive sword.