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Cait Sith (Final Fantasy VII) |
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Cait Sith has gone a long way in the arena. Now tangoing with the best of them in Heavy, the stuffed mascot's out here to prove that not only can he hold his own in these proving grounds, but that he could possibly be one of the very few to win championships in two divisions! The Lord Ephraim is strong, but he falls right into Cait Sith's hands - he's a physical fighter who lacks any sort of status protection, which means one simple casting of Mini will turn normally brutal Siegmund strikes into laughing 1 damage pokes. And even if for some reason should Ephraim manage a lucky critical to send Cait Sith packing down into critical health, he's one of the few members of his cast to boast a full-healing limit. With that safeguard in play, there's little question as to who will prevail. |
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A giant cat-moogle-stuffed animal thing certainly isn't the kind of opponent that Ephraim is used to, but whatever, he'll be happy to fight it anyway. It's not like it how bizarre your enemy is much matters when the extent of your combat strategy is "dodge well, shove pointy objects through the other guy and counter with the aforementioned pointy object whenever he tries to attack." Pretty straightforward, really, and that's just the way Ephraim likes it. Cait Sith can parade around that status magic of his all he wants, but Eph is more than fast enough to dodge one shot of it, and that's the only shot the freaky little cat thing is getting. With the powerful Seigmund in hand and a strong spear arm to back it up, Ephraim is about to make himself a little Sith-kabob. |
AndrewRogue “Man, I can’t believe you really wanted to come over and hang out like this, Erika,” Reeve said, laughing as he watched the princess and rapier wielding sword girl continued to rack up a massive combo on Freebird (on Expert, no less). He had to admit, he was impressed that she was as good as she was at Guitar Heroes. He was even more impressed that the blue hair beauty had called him out of the blue, asking him if he wanted to come over on Thursday night, order some Chinese and play some music games. How could he refuse an offer like that? After all, it was no secret that the guy had a huge crush on her (and, really, every other sword girl in the RPGDL. But really, they are all pretty much the same). Add in the fact that apparently she shared a lot of his past-times and… She smiled cheerily as she finally completed the song (4 stars!). “Whew, I think it’s your turn now, Reeve!” she said, handing off the video game peripheral she sat down, scooping up her fried rice. “I don’t think you can beat that though!” Reeve couldn’t restrain a boyish smile as he picked one of the fortune cookies off the table and cracked it in two. “Trust me, Erika. I used to spend most of my day cooped up in an office full of evil businessmen. The fact that I had enough free time to control a robotic cat that worked alongside the heroes speaks to how much time I’ve had to waste on things like this.” He could barely take his eyes off the young woman as his fortune fell to the ground, unread and unheeded. “Temptation will lead you astray, as you forget prior commitments…” Ephraim couldn’t help but smile slightly as the judges were finally forced to give up and declare Cait Sith a no-show, awarding the match to the young prince by default. Ephraim’s powerful spear, his swift evasions and his dreaded counter-attacks had gotten him this far. Now it was his exceptionally devoted sister (and a sad and lonely Shinra employee who spent most of his time controlling a robot cat of all things) who carried him through to the next stage of the season. A master of victory in battle, a master of victory in politics and a master of victory in using a sister who would do anything to help you. It’s good to be the prince. Cait Sith: 27 |
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