A very bruised and faintly Satsuma-smelling Magus took his place at the
commentary box, surrounded by security guards after his attack on the
previous night.
'Well, sports fans, welcome to the second showing of the CT Invitational. Tonight, we have a very exciting matchup between one of Guardia's highest ranking personalities and one of my former employees.'
The crowd oohed and aahed at the sound of what seemed to be a more sensible match than the previous disaster. 'And now let me present one of the most fearsome Mystics that ever lived, also one of the most sexually-confused Mystics that ever lived. I have named FLEA!'
Classical music filled the arena as Flea slid down to the ring, wearing a very tight-fitting white robe. The eyes of every man in the arena popped out of their heads as Magus stuttered to speak. 'We-wwe-well I guess the issue as to Flea being a man or a woman is now resolved. Anwyay, Flea's adversary for tonight is a person respected throughout the kingdom of Guardia.'
The tension was nail-biting as the crowd awaited the announcement.
'Let me present………THE CHANCELLOR!'
The chorus of booing was deafening as they awaited one of the most hated people in Guardia. Suddenly, Coolio's 'Gangsta's Paradise' thumped out of the PA system as the Chancellor strutted out. He wore extremely baggy purple trousers which feel to his ankles along with a short-sleeved bright fluorescent yellow shirt with the words 'I AM DA ORIGINAL GANGSTA, AYE!' spray-painted on in graffiti. On his head, he wore a Porre Whirlwinds baseball cap turned sideways along with a bright gold chain necklace and silver streamlined sunglasses. The only mark of his position was the traditional sceptre he clasped in his right hand. He jived his way to the ring where he started break-dancing, warming up the crowd. As he continued, the bell rang and Flea immediately attacked.
Pulling out a long wooden club from under her dress, Flea raised it and ran at the Chancellor, bludgeoning him on the head. A metallic sound echoed around the arena as Flea and the club blurred under the force of the impact. The Chancellor rose and tapped his cap lightly, producing a faint metallic sound.
'It appears the Chancellor put a metal plate under his cap, what an intelligent move.'
As Flea still jarred from the blow, the Chancellor took out some brass knuckles and started pummelling into Flea's stomach, winding her. But Flea outstretched a hand and yelled out. 'Fantasy Change!' A mist spread about her as Magus' voice sounded out.
'Flea is using her famous Fantasy Change spell which enables her to transform into her opponent's most desired object of fantasy. When the mist clears, we will discover what the Chancellor's darkest fantasy is.'
The mist slowly lifted and the crowd fell silent as a look of far-away wonderment came over the Chancellor. There in front of him, stood, clad in a shimmering revealing red satin dress, Queen Leene!
'WHAT THE ********? Apparently, we have discovered that the Chancellor is attracted to his own queen, Leene. This is not good for his reputation.'
As the Chancellor looked down at Leene's cleavage, she knocked him around the head with a huge roundhouse kick. However, this barely affected him as he was still looking at his opponent with a look of lust in his eyes.
'ARREST THAT MAN!' Mirrorring Magus' words, King Guardia strutted to the ring accompanied by many guards. 'ARREST THAT MAN FOR TREASON TO HIS QUEEN!'
The guards entered the ring and dragged the Chancellor away as he still looked at Flea-Leene with barely contained passion.
Magus, having been in shock for the last ten seconds, took a deep breath and spoke. 'Well, it looks like our winner by default is FLEA! Tune in next time for more excitement in the CT Invitational.'
Flea then looked at Magus and using the 'Fantasy Change' spell, turned into Ayla. A look of pure hunger came over Magus' eyes and Ayla-Flea was forced to run for her life as Magus chased her out of the arena.
'Well, sports fans, welcome to the second showing of the CT Invitational. Tonight, we have a very exciting matchup between one of Guardia's highest ranking personalities and one of my former employees.'
The crowd oohed and aahed at the sound of what seemed to be a more sensible match than the previous disaster. 'And now let me present one of the most fearsome Mystics that ever lived, also one of the most sexually-confused Mystics that ever lived. I have named FLEA!'
Classical music filled the arena as Flea slid down to the ring, wearing a very tight-fitting white robe. The eyes of every man in the arena popped out of their heads as Magus stuttered to speak. 'We-wwe-well I guess the issue as to Flea being a man or a woman is now resolved. Anwyay, Flea's adversary for tonight is a person respected throughout the kingdom of Guardia.'
The tension was nail-biting as the crowd awaited the announcement.
'Let me present………THE CHANCELLOR!'
The chorus of booing was deafening as they awaited one of the most hated people in Guardia. Suddenly, Coolio's 'Gangsta's Paradise' thumped out of the PA system as the Chancellor strutted out. He wore extremely baggy purple trousers which feel to his ankles along with a short-sleeved bright fluorescent yellow shirt with the words 'I AM DA ORIGINAL GANGSTA, AYE!' spray-painted on in graffiti. On his head, he wore a Porre Whirlwinds baseball cap turned sideways along with a bright gold chain necklace and silver streamlined sunglasses. The only mark of his position was the traditional sceptre he clasped in his right hand. He jived his way to the ring where he started break-dancing, warming up the crowd. As he continued, the bell rang and Flea immediately attacked.
Pulling out a long wooden club from under her dress, Flea raised it and ran at the Chancellor, bludgeoning him on the head. A metallic sound echoed around the arena as Flea and the club blurred under the force of the impact. The Chancellor rose and tapped his cap lightly, producing a faint metallic sound.
'It appears the Chancellor put a metal plate under his cap, what an intelligent move.'
As Flea still jarred from the blow, the Chancellor took out some brass knuckles and started pummelling into Flea's stomach, winding her. But Flea outstretched a hand and yelled out. 'Fantasy Change!' A mist spread about her as Magus' voice sounded out.
'Flea is using her famous Fantasy Change spell which enables her to transform into her opponent's most desired object of fantasy. When the mist clears, we will discover what the Chancellor's darkest fantasy is.'
The mist slowly lifted and the crowd fell silent as a look of far-away wonderment came over the Chancellor. There in front of him, stood, clad in a shimmering revealing red satin dress, Queen Leene!
'WHAT THE ********? Apparently, we have discovered that the Chancellor is attracted to his own queen, Leene. This is not good for his reputation.'
As the Chancellor looked down at Leene's cleavage, she knocked him around the head with a huge roundhouse kick. However, this barely affected him as he was still looking at his opponent with a look of lust in his eyes.
'ARREST THAT MAN!' Mirrorring Magus' words, King Guardia strutted to the ring accompanied by many guards. 'ARREST THAT MAN FOR TREASON TO HIS QUEEN!'
The guards entered the ring and dragged the Chancellor away as he still looked at Flea-Leene with barely contained passion.
Magus, having been in shock for the last ten seconds, took a deep breath and spoke. 'Well, it looks like our winner by default is FLEA! Tune in next time for more excitement in the CT Invitational.'
Flea then looked at Magus and using the 'Fantasy Change' spell, turned into Ayla. A look of pure hunger came over Magus' eyes and Ayla-Flea was forced to run for her life as Magus chased her out of the arena.