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Indalecio vs Emily
superaielman Indaleico can't invoke the crest of destruction in the DL. Nor can he have his fellow wise men attack the enemy before he even sees his eyes on them. What Indy can do is call upon magical energies strong enough to tear apart the land, turn the air to fire, and bring the stars crashing down on his victim's head. As physically strong as Emily is, nothing in her fists gives her any defense against the magical onslaught of the strongest of God's Ten Wise Men. Indalecio: 42 
Gilgamesh vs Isolde Schelling
Jo ou Ranbu "So, you meant to say..." Zeppel confusedly eyed his teacher colleague as she absentmindedly shuffled through the flasks. "What?" "I asked how that weird fight thing you were invited to went. You seemed to start saying something but suddenly stopped." Isolde let out a slight chuckle. "Oh, you mean that. It was actually pretty simple. The judges decided I'd give him a class assignment for the match instead. Bizarre, but I honestly don't care. The fighting would have been a waste." "Oh!" Zeppel retorted. He seemed rather surprised, actually. "So, what happened?" "I simply asked him to retrieve a living Teddie Bear from a certain ghost. I guess you can deduce the rest from there. Now, please leave. You're breaking my concentration." With that, Isolde turned her back on her nosy work colleague. Zeppel, as he left her quarters, shivered a bit. "So cold..." What happened was really rather predictable. Gilgamesh, trying to win out the scavenger hunt, tried to yank Pamela's teddy bear out of her hands. It didn't hit him how amazingly poor an idea that was until the bear grew to be twice the octo-armed swordsman and began to chomp his limbs one by one. While this usually isn't that bad when you're in the Duelling League (hey look revivers at every corner!), it gains a few disturbing connotations when the nurses assigned to treat you are Melanie and Jessica. While Gilgy surprisingly didn't gain a bear trauma with this last endeavor, he now cannot see bags and labcoats without curling into fetal position and whimpering. Chisato figures this will bring weeks of entertainment for Behind the Scenes. Nate approves. Gilgamesh: 10 
Malik Benedict vs Edgar Roni Figaro
Namagomi "...tell me why we don't just stop the match as he's disqualified?" Orlandu asked, watching Edgar fire a salvo of homing missiles in from an illegally-brought in weapon... ...as they still managed to miss the mother-obsessed Prophet. "Because it's uniquely amusing to see them embarassingly lose after trying to win by cheating," commented Etna. "Few things are as funny as watching these dorks think they can win by breaking the rules. And then getting crushed mercilessly anyway." Orlandu sighed as a dazed Edgar uselessly tried to punch Malik in the face. It was going to be a long fight... Malik Benedict: 31 DragoonJay
Jessica Albert vs Lady
Jo ou Ranbu Well, well. Lady and Jessica Albert. Both are quite consummate beauties in their own worlds. Both are desired and feared, holding world-destroying magicks within their very fingertips. Quite a spectacle, right? So, what happens when you pit one against the other in a mudpit fight? ==================== Yuri and Edge gazed at the brutalized arena stands in utter disbelief. While the rumors talked about quite a wreck to be seen, the fast talk couldn't quite convey the level of devastation they were witness to. The arena floor had nearly mile-wide cracks, and strewn bodies of just about every male NPC to inhabit the DL were cluttering the stands, most torn in tiny pieces, some lucky that they were just ripped in half. The few remaining chairs and furniture were still burning faintly, and a mountain of ashes could be seen among the ruins. There was even a small mudpit where the battered remains of Zidane and Sten were dropped. "So... what the hell happened here?", Edge hesitantly asked, scratching his head. Yuri sighed. "Zidane thought it was a good idea to cheat the arena quirk of the week's paperwork loads so we'd see Lady and Jessica mudfighting it out. I mean, it's not that I disapprove of your plain ol' fanservice, but you sorta don't want to mess with Godlike girls." "So, the two of them just blew out the arena because of that?" "Actually, not quite. They didn't even seem that phased, although they didn't like it. Just... when the fight was about to start, Sten started chanting 'VA. VA. VOOM!', and the whole audience caught it on. After that, Jess sorta went nuts, and Lady infused her with Malice for laughs. The rest... well. You see what just happened here." Edge blinked. "... okay. So, what do we do now?" Yuri shrugged, and looked away. "Eh, I don't care. Probably this is one of the times I'm glad I missed a womanizing scheme. I just don't want to see Alice's look when she gets home, though, the infirmary will be clogged for weeks." The prince of Eblan sighed. "... I guess. But hey, who won the fight, then?" "... who cares, everybody just died. I guess Lady won by technicality due to standing still for the whole affair while Jess went to strangle Vigoro with her whip in her frenzy, but I'm not keeping count." "Fair enough", said Edge, scratching his head. Just another day in the Duelling League, after all. Jessica Albert: 9
Geddoe vs Alena
Taishyr "Okay. Spoiled princess versus tempered, near-immortal mercenary." Alex mused. "Nall, is it just me or is this biased badly?" "You're thinking in terms of character stereotypes." Nall reprimanded in his human form. "Often battle potential doesn't correlate directly." "Fair. Still..." Watching Alena go flying from a Soaring Bolt, "This match was decently predictable, since Alena doesn't tend to do much more then run at people." "Mmm." Nall mused at this, before handing Geddoe the win. Geddoe: 28 
Arnaud G. Vasquez vs Guy
Namagomi "Have fun chasing phantoms!" "Shock, horror, and surprise!" ...really, shock, horror, and surprise were all absent as Guy fumbled around the enclosed space he found himself in, flinging his blade around uselessly as he hit nothing, each and every time. Arnaud found himself sorely tempted to wait until the swordsman wore himself out, laughing at the spectacle the whole time. ...before he caught the steel-cold glare of Raquel coming at him from the sidelines, piercing his soul with implied horrors better left unmentioned. Then he put the poor guy out of his misery with a few Hi-Blasts. ...Better to stop having fun than to meet punishment at the hands of Raquel Applegate. Arnaud G. Vasquez: 35 
Quina Quen vs Worker 8
DragoonJay "Now, Mustadio, what did we learn today?" "Er, that Qu splatter very nicely when crushed?" "Yes, and..?" "Um, not to eat too much before bedtime?" "And?" "Hiding is a fun and useful skill." "True, but I was looking more along the lines of DON'T TINKER WITH THE KILLER ROBOT WITH PARTS YOU FIND IN A RANDOM SHOP RIGHT BEFORE A MATCH, YOU IDIOT!" "Oh, that. Right. Sorry, Ramza." "Just shut up and let's get going before it's too lat..." "STATEMENT: ORGANIC MEATBAGS DETECTED. RECITATION: CEASE FUNCTIONING. YOU HAVE 10 SECONDS TO COMPLY." "Don't worry, Ramza. We'll work that out in the beta." "Mustadio!" "STATEMENT: FUNCTION NOT CEASED. GLEEFUL STATEMENT: OPENING FIRE." Quina Quen: 13 DragonKnight Zero
Alhazad vs Pamela Ibis
Taishyr "DON'T BULLY ME!" "Oh will you shut up, woman?!" "I SAID I DON'T WANT IT! VAAAAYNE, MAKE HIM STOP!" "Listen, it's not that bad!" "Uh." Vayne interrupted, somewhat confused. "What's going on here?" "He... *sob* he wants to turn me into a hare!" Pamela sobbed. "I don't wanna be a Hare Punisha!" "No, no no! I've been going to classes to improve my life in society, and I wanted to change your hair! As in, style it? I think you'd look excellent with a beehive!" Alhazad replied angrily. Pamela stopped sniffing, looking over Mr. Bear at Alhazad's head. "... Throw the match and I'll do it." "Fine! But this had better work..." Alhazad mutters. "Therapist said I should focus on this anyway..." Alhazad: 13
Bowman Jean vs Midboss
Taishyr "...Turkish oil wrestling." Chisato murmured, spellbound, at the sight in front of her. Deis grinned and grabbed some popcorn. "Yeeeeep. Tasty, isn't it? Imagine how tight those pants are wedged on." "Hah." Etna sniggered next to them. "See, we don't get this excitement back home when Laharl's around, do we, Flonne? Flonne? ...oh, right, she went catatonic. Ah well, more for us to drool over!" "Oooh, can't believe Bowman grabbed there." Deis giggled. "That had to hurt the pride." "Hey, he's a demon, right? Chisato murmured. "So he's probably..." A slight glance at Etna and Flonne. "Er, never mind." As Midboss slumped to the floor, the girls cheered. And then Yuna fullhealed the two fighters for another round, with a wide grin as she, Rikku, Lulu and Paine sat back to watch. Bowman Jean: 27 
Seifer Almasy vs Slash
Browbeat So what happens when a self-styled 'honorable swordsman' in the employ of a timeless global devourer meets a self-styled 'honorable-gun...blades...man' with deep resentment issues over a classmate in the unholy pit of the League? Simple. Blue foam bats. Oh, sure, Slash would have loved to fight Seifer in a straight-up match, to have steel meet some magi-science high-tension polymer compound, to watch the lifeblood spill from his defeated opponent... Instead, a child's toy was forced in his hand, followed by a stupefying explanation of how he was to 'beat his opponent until balls fell out' and that the key to victory was to 'have more balls than the opponent' Slash wasn't sure when it was that he blacked out. He could vaguely recall Seifer producing a beanie from his coat pocket and striking a battle stance with terrifying familiarity... Unfortunately, Slash had to forfeit the match after having found a way to violate the stand-in referee with his toy weapon and fashion a new hat from his grisly trophy. He was heard screaming 'SEE?! I HAVE MORE NOW!!! A WINNER IS ME!!!!' as he was led from the arena floor. While Slash was unavailable for comment after the match, Seifer's dismissive scoffs provided a sufficient match analysis. Seifer Almasy: 43 
Domingo vs Cid Highwind
Namagomi Cid was nowhere to be found for the fight, and by default, Domingo won and went onto the next match. When questioned, he only gave the report that he 'hadn't come because he had to kill $@%#$! Palmer because he !#@%@%!#$$ drank all his !@#$$#@%! tea after putting #%@&$@! lard in it and now he didn't have any !#@$!#@%#$@ tea to #$!#@!$#@!%$ sit down and drink' on the night prior to the scheduled match. It's hard when you have no tea, after all. Domingo, on the other hand, was found floating around like the weird...jellyfish...looking...thing he was. Domingo: 32 
Katt vs Kyra Tierny
Ayra Nina was very worried about her friend Katt. She knew that her chances against the Esper was close to non-existent, and Katt was too stubborn to accept any real help to overcome this. Rand telling her that effort and hard work was all that is necessary to get through any situations didn't help Nina's case at all. Nina was a straight-foward and gentle woman, but she couldn't bear to see her friend get horribly beaten, and so the Windian set out to do some research and planning... --- With the promise to open and maintain an orphanage in Windia, Nina managed to get very useful information from Terra about Espers. And since Kyra was a Dezolian, the ice planet, it would follow that she was an Ice Esper. And logic dictates that an ice esper would melt in a few casts of fire spells, During Katt heavy sleep, Nina infused into her some magical power using magicite: Katt already knew some massive spells somehow, but she simply lacked the magical energy to use them. And so the day of the fight came, with Nina advising her friend to "use the fire within you to beat your opponent"... --- As expected, as soon as the fight started, Katt joyfully bashed at Kyra in the face a few times, until Kyra could recover enough to cast her defensive spells. Frustration rising at her now innefective attacks, Katt let out a long scream, bringing forth roaring flame dragons, torching the arena. A still standing but shaken Esper stayed in the middle of the arena as the flames abated, and yelled: "Cheater! You can't do that!" From the stands, Nina yelled back: "You are the cheater! You are an ice esper! You are supposed to be dead by now!" "Wrong kind of esper" whispered Terra that was sitting next to her "Her kind and mine have nothing in common except for the name!" "Oh..." mumbled Nina before shouting at Katt: "Keep burning her, it'll work anyway!" Kyra looked around desperately: The judges were arguing with each other about if Katt's spells were legal due to the whole "Tellah legality clause", and Katt's next spell was already on the way. Out of desesperation, she threw a slicer at Katt, who easily batted it away in the distance. "So that's the end..." muttered Kyra, resigned to her fate. --- It turns out the battle concluded with everyone satisfied and joyous. Kyra was happy that she had won the match: Slicers acts as boomerangs, and when hit with as much power as Katt did, it turns out that they come back amazingly fast... The judges were happy that they actually could stay lazy and not have to actually decide anything. Terra was happy to have a new orphanage built. Nina was happy that her friend had a sudden, painless death in the arena. Katt was happy to have finally learned magic and having a new fun boomerang 'toy' to play with. And the carpenters in Township were happy that their profits grew tenfold after Katt burned said town a few times by mistake. Katt: 10
Bernadette Egan vs Lorenta
SageAcrin Silent Lake. It's that simple. --- "...that's not like her." Lucian noted, as Lorenta, furious, stalked out of the arena, before a confused Bernadette could do more than silence her. "Well, yeah, the old hag never did like being shut up, even for a moment." Mystina shrugged. Lenneth, pondering a certain monologue, simply nodded solemnly. Bernadette Egan: 38 
Cyan Garamonde vs Logg
SageAcrin "Hmph. This code's so horribly commented. Why should a color be fighting a misspelt chunk of wood? And why would anyone care? This place confuses me so horribly." Luther Lansfield shook his head dolefully. "I swear, no order, nothing but just randomly destroyed buildings and people and places. Yet the damn place has more memes than your average my entire creation put together. And that was an MMO." He mumbled, as he worked on a large, impressive, clearly patchwork and scrapped together console. "Ah well. Let's see what we can do here." --- "...Well, watching a large blob of ink fight a log is better than what we almost got, but..." Jenna Angel trailed off, as she looked at the massive problem in front of her, sighing. "I guess it's a good thing we have more than a few space-time rewriters, but I must confess, even I've never figured out how to fixed a blue screen of death without restarting." Lenneth noted, as she stared at the massive pillar of blue the arena had became. "Admitably, that's not a problem for me, but..." "Ah well. At least we know who won." Jenna noted. "...We do?" "Of course. Cyan." "...All I saw a blob of color splashing onto a piece of wood. I'll admit, I didn't get much of a look, as I was coming in from another match, but..." Lenneth trailed off, puzzled. "Well, yes." Jenna noted, a slight smile quirking her lips. "Logg had clearly dyed." "..." Lenneth's simple shove of Jenna, into the blue pillar of death, was more eloquent than words. Cyan Garamonde: 24 
Roger S. Huxley vs Rufus Shinra
Taishyr "Hah. Pathetic little kid." Rufus taunted with a grin. "Can't even keep up with Dark Nation, let alone me, I bet... Ah well. Go ahead. Entertain me." And then Roger slammed his axe into Rufus' groin. MORAL OF THE STORY: An axe to the face is all well and good, but when you're two feet tall, an axe to the groin works just as well. Roger S. Huxley: 31 
Badrach vs Porom
superaielman Badrach's sordid past as a thief, slave trader, and all around scumbag are well known. To say he had some bad karma his way would be an understatement. His match is a prime example of this. What then would be more insulting than to make him fight a little girl? Not just any little girl, but one who is more than strong enough to upgrade to Middle and crush him like a bug? Well, crushed like a mini frog. Still. Badrach: 7 |
