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Isolde Schelling vs Cloud of Darkness
Moonlight Bomber Voluptuous teacher versus female tentacle beast. Man, is the RPGDL really having a tentacle sex fetish? Setting that inevitability aside, the students of Al-Revis Academy were watching the match. Of course, the closet perverts wanted to see some hawt yuri tentacle action, but their hopes were dashed. After Miss Isolde was hit by a Particle Beam, she chose to formally fuse with her mana with a shout of "KAMEN RIDER!" And thus she was transformed into Kamen Rider Nefertiti. Her overall stats were improved, and so were the effects of her timed cards. The Cloud of Darkness could not sustain Isolde's unheard-of transformation, and she was defeated. After the declaration of Isolde's victory, Vayne and Jess whispered to each other, "We'll declare to Miss Isolde that we're now sweethearts at her victory party, OK?" Isolde Schelling: 20 Barubary
Ike vs Ness
Xeroma All the Ragnell charges and Aether's in the world can't save Ike from Ness' ridiculous resources and unevadable damage. Good showing in heavy though this season. Ike: 10
Guy vs Sharon
SageAcrin And so, Guy fled screaming from the sexy lady. ... Wrong Guy? No, it's not. --- "You threw the match for me?" Priscilla sputtered. "I...don't understand." "Look, sometimes you stand next to someone for a bit too long, and..." Guy muttered to himself, a little confused by what he was saying. "Look, just...don't worry about it, okay?" "...um...okay." Priscilla shrugged. Of course, Guy knows better than to expect much back. Priscilla's never going to be higher than a B with him. Too much water under the bridge with her brother. Guy: 10
Luke fon Fabre vs Tia
SageAcrin And so, Light comes to a close. One poor, maligned girl, getting as far as the finals. One man, kind enough to realize what he'd done. Surely, something could come of this. --- "You set me up on a date with Sten!?" Tia shrieked, as she backhanded Luke in the face. "What the hell is wrong with you? It's not bad enough that you beat me, or that you already have a girlfriend so I don't even have a chance, no, you have to insult me too!?" Tia sputtered, before running off, bawling, into the night. "...what'd I do wrong?" Luke sighed. "Oh, dear. I suppose Sten was a bad person to suggest you set her up with." Jade shrugged, an amiable smile on his face. "Should have said Zidane." --- Tia cried. She'd never gotten anywhere. Her buisiness was in a podunk and no one would buy anything here at the League anyways(Something about her weapons being first town or something. What does that even mean!?). Her love life was abysmal. And now she'd failed at fighting. Again. Was there...any real reason to continue on? She sighed, and sniffled up at the sky. "Hey, hey, what the hell's a pretty girl doing out here crying?" A voice called out from behind her, startling her badly. "Man. You try to find a quiet place to look at the stars and get drunk and there's sobbing cute girls hanging out." Jecht finished, stretching out a mysterious bottle at Tia. "Well, could be worse than getting drunk with a girl. Or are you not really into that? Cutter type? Well, go on, say something." Tia rubbed her eyes. Well. This did count as an attractive guy paying attention to her, right? Things could be worse. "Sure. I would love to get incredibly wasted with you right now." Tia smiled at Jecht, snatching the bottle out of his hand. "That's the spirit." Jecht laughed. Luke fon Fabre: 20 | ||||||||||||
