YGO CoP 2: A New Dawn

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Re: YGO CoP 2: A New Dawn

Post by MewMew1989 » Tue Nov 03, 2015 2:18 pm

People sometimes like to do astrology with their Yugioh for fun and I occasionally do the same. However, I use Sidereal and Vedic astrology instead of the usual zodiac most westerners are familiar with. Basically, Sidereal and Vedic astrology takes into account how the constellations change their position in the sky over the millennia because of the earth’s wobble. You may have seen this in the news, of how most people (including myself) are “pushed back” a sign.

I always wanted to write my own Gospel of Truth. The original was a handbook released in Japan and France. It had extensive bios of all the Yugioh characters at the time like those of Yugi, Joey, and Kaiba. It included information like their age, height, weight, date of birth, and foods they loved to eat. I want to do the same soon. It won’t be now, though. For now I’ll just list character’s birthdays and stuff.

It’s especially fitting to use Sidereal astrology for Yugioh because sidereal astrology, the original astrology of the western world, was developed in ancient Egypt. If you want more background info on where zodiac signs are in the present day, I have links. The meanings of Sidereal and Vedic zodiac signs are different than those from the tropical zodiac.

A brief overview of Sidereal signs:
http://solunars.net/viewtopic.php?f=40& ... a43a8a07b3

Brief overview of Vedic signs and their differences with Tropical western signs:

My own post, with both abridged descriptions at the start of the thread and extensive descriptions later in:
http://exodia.gg/topic/94598-lost-zodia ... ged/page-1
http://exodia.gg/topic/94598-lost-zodia ... ged/page-2

Two more posts ahead: the first post dealing with original Yugioh characters from Duel Monsters to 5Ds. The second post deals with my own characters and characters from my friend Spectre2300. Characters by Spectre2300 have an inverted exclamation (¡) after their names.

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Re: YGO CoP 2: A New Dawn

Post by MewMew1989 » Tue Nov 03, 2015 2:19 pm

Birthdays of YGO characters from Duel Monsters to 5Ds.

Taurus: Yugi Moto (4 June)

Gemini: Mokuba Kaiba (7 July), Yusei Fudo (7 July)

Cancer: Weevil Underwood (21 July), Chazz Princeton (3 August), Akiza Izinski (16 August)

Leo: Atem/Dark Yugi (26 July ~1300 BC)*, Tea Gardner (18 August), Jaden Yuki (28 August), Rex Goodwin (21 August, in anime and manga), Crow Hogan (September 6)

Virgo: Solomon Moto (4 October), Pegasus (8 October), Cyrus Truesdale (25 September)

Libra: Seto Kaiba (25 October), Zane Truesdale (1 November), Kalin Kessler (November 1)

Scorpio: Akefia/Dark Bakura (25 October ~1300 BC)**, Mai Valentine (20 November), Serenity Wheeler (20 November), Roman Goodwin (14 December, in anime)***

Sagittarius: Marik Ishtar (23 December), Rex Raptor (29 December), Aster Phoenix (19 December), Jack Atlas (11 January), Roman Goodwin (14 December, in manga)

Capricorn: Joey Wheeler (25 January)

Aquarius: Mako Tsunami (1 March)

Pisces: Ishizu Ishtar (5 April), Esper Roba (1 April)

Aries: Tristan Taylor (19 April), Alexis Rhodes (5 May)

*Atem was born over 3000 years ago, so the constellations were in drastically different positions back then. When Atem was born the Sun passed through the sign Leo from about July 6 – August 6. At around 300 AD, Leo was from about July 21 – August 21. And today in 2015 AD, Leo is from about August 16 – September 16.

Leos from classical antiquity include Alexander the Great (22 July) and Augustus Caesar (1 August). Atem’s modern Leo counterparts include Louis XIV (5 September), Johann von Goethe (28 August), H.P. Lovecraft (22 August), and Michael Jackson (29 August).

**Dark Bakura or “Akefia” was born over 3000 years ago, so the constellations were in drastically different positions back then. When Akefia was born the Sun passed through the sign Scorpio from about October 6 – November 6. At around 300 AD, Scorpio was from about October 22 – November 22. And today in 2015 AD, Scorpio is from about November 16 – December 16.

Scorpios from classical antiquity include Agrippina the Younger (6 or 7 November) and Emperor Tiberius (16 November). Akefia’s modern Scorpio counterparts include John Milton (9 December), Empress Dowager Cixi (November 29), Jim Morrison (8 December), and Marina Abramovic (30 November).

***In the manga, Roman Goodwin was born in 14 December during the Inca Empire, which is around the 14th century. This would make him a Sagittarius, and not a Scorpio due to the constellations changing positions over the centuries. In the anime, Roman Goodwin was born in 14 December in the 21st century, making him Scorpio.

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Re: YGO CoP 2: A New Dawn

Post by MewMew1989 » Tue Nov 03, 2015 2:22 pm

YGO characters from my own Children of Prometheus series and Spectre2300’s Path of Virtue series. Characters by Spectre2300 have two inverted exclamation points (¡¡) after their names.

Taurus: Yukio Fujiwara (23 May), Mathew Carter (14 June), Alexis Burkeheart (5 June), Stella (14 June), Gernand (2 June)

Gemini: Luca (22 June), Mathias (19 June)¡¡

Cancer: Willow (23 July)

Leo: Jolene Summers (13 September), Akira Ryo (28 August), Sir Carter (30 August)

Virgo: Michael Gould (16 October), Percy Gould (18 September), Maximus (18 September)¡¡

Libra: Alexander Božović (17 October), Alice (31 October)

Scorpio: Maya Božović (15 December), Sharbat Massri-Božović (19 November), Jiao Yi (11 December), Sophia Petrova (10 December), Dahlia (20 November)

Sagittarius: Hassan Mubarak (18 December), Indira Misra (27 December)

Capricorn: Tamás Jeszenszky (27 January)

Aquarius: Jeffrey Cade (20 February), Maria Wight (19 February), Ivy Morrigan (27 February)¡¡

Pisces: Ivana Czernstić (11 April)

Aries: Heishin Mubarak (4 May), Poppey (22 April), Hannibal Merrick (20 April)

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Re: YGO CoP 2: A New Dawn

Post by MewMew1989 » Thu Nov 05, 2015 3:14 pm

I always wished I could illustrate my characters. Sadly, I can't draw to save my life but, thankfully, I can use Bitstrips. It's an app that allows you to create cartoon avatars. I illustrated them in ways to really show their unique characters. Behold, the three main characters of YGO COP 2. ^_^




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Re: YGO CoP 2: A New Dawn

Post by MewMew1989 » Wed Dec 16, 2015 12:04 am

Super special awesome news guys! I'm done with my really difficult semester! I can finally write [bleep]!

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Re: YGO CoP 2: A New Dawn

Post by MewMew1989 » Tue Dec 29, 2015 5:37 am

Duel 16 - The Battle of New Orleans

The two duelists stared each other down, Akira overseen by the two Ghouls behind him, Maya flanked by Yukio by her side. Maya felt her heart pound in anticipation and fear, yet also excitement at the extreme challenge before her while she felt her head build up in pressure from her wrath.

She hated Akira and everything he stood for. Privately trained in Japan’s finest Duel Academy and usually dressed in immaculate attire, he was a prodigy bred for success. With his hair fashionably died and spiked with gel, he looked more like an anime character than a real person.

At fifteen years old, he was already crowned World Champion. He breezed past every tournament, yet never really fought in them. His financial backers merely saved him a seat in the final round where he beat the last champion. But this time Kaiba and Pegasus hosted a real tournament, something they didn’t do in ages. The CEOs of Honda and Mitsubishi let their little boy out into the real world, thinking he was a grown man who would fight through his competition.

Of course they were did wrong, as was plain for Maya to see. She relished the sight of his torn clothes, his dirtied hair and face, the fear in his eyes most of all. He tried to look tough under the pressure but barely his true feelings. Maya suspected he feared facing her in a fair fight far more than the threats of the Ghouls leering behind him. It was a comforting thought, and helped stem Maya’s own fears.

To stem her fears even more, she forced herself to concentrate only on the game ahead. The Ghouls didn’t exist. The bombs on their neck didn’t exist. Heishin didn’t exist. Egypt didn’t exist. Her trials and anxieties didn’t exist. Only her opponent and her plan to completely break and own him existed.

“You ready for your big day, little man?” She called out to him across the necropolis wasteland. “Try not to cheat this time.”

Akira tried to posture himself as some aloof, dignified, important person like anime characters in the Yugioh TV shows often do, but failed miserably. “To think I have to face a low-level duelist like you! You are not even worth a fair challenge! You lack the soul of a true duelist!”

Typical. Was he sniveling just now? Maya agitated in her eagerness to school this fool at his own game. “Aww, how cute. Junior wants to play with the grown ups. You think you’re tough? I smacked around opponents ten times worse than you long before your balls dropped. What makes you think you’re any different?”

Akira was just about to make a comeback, probably some weak generic comeback about being a “true duelist”, whatever that meant, but Lumis cut him off. “He has us behind him and no prey of ours makes it out alive. Got it?”

“Pipe down you pot-bellied, skin-headed gimp.” Yukio shot back from across the wasteland. “Maybe you should leave the dueling for those of us without Fetal Alcohol Syndrome.”

Now it was Maya’s turn to throw her barbs. “HEY BEAVIS AND BUTTHEAD! Maybe you should face us intead of abducting little boys to do that for you, unless you goons into that sort of thing!”

Lumis definitely had a short fuse because it blew up right now. He angrily waved his remote controlled switch like a red flag. “You think you’re cute, you cheeky [bleep]? Watch me blow you to little bits right now, you motherfucker you!”

Umbra, the bigger, taller goon, grabbed Lumis’ short, stubby arms with his massive hands to restrain him. Lumis wriggled under his partner’s grasp, his short little legs comically kicking in the air, but he settled down.

Akira propped his Duel Disk of silver Academy design, ready for battle. “You will lose as the sad upstart you really are.”

“Upstarts win and for a reason.” Maya corrected him. “Here’s a reality check. You’re Edward Pakenham. I’m Andrew Jackson. We’re at the Battle of New Orleans. And this is Jackass.”

Akira: 8000 || Maya: 8000

AKIRA’S TURN: “ORE NA TURNO! DURAW!” Akira shouts as an anime character, oblivious to how silly he sounds. He stacked his deck before the duel exactly the way he wanted to. His victory was secure. “I activate Qliphort Scout and Qliphort Monolith as pendulums.” The two machine shell husks levitate above him far on either side, encased within two blue colums. “I pay 800 to search a Qliphort. Now, brace yourself for my ULTIMATO COMBO! I Pendulum Summon Qliphort Helix, Qliphort Disk, and Qliphort Carrier from my hand!” Three shells, each unique in size and shape, descend from the gateway that yawned between the two pendulums.

“And I tribute them all for Apoqliphort Towers.” The three shells fly back into the pendulum portal and a monstrous alien machine, with four turrets for legs, descends to the field. “With Towers’ effect you must discard a monster.” And Maya does so without complaint. I use Monolith’s effect to draw three cards, the number of monsters I tribute. TURNO ENDO!”

MAYA’S TURN: Maya can’t help but grunt in a very rude way. Akira played the exact same opening moves as in their last duel. He probably stacked his deck to get what he wanted. Maya wonders if he even stacked his deck in their last duel too… Back to the duel. “To quote your pint-sized Card Game Jesus, ‘Your monster may be powerful but it is not unbeatable.’” And she is right. Apoqliphort Towers is a formidable monster but it is mundane, a monster perfectly designed for its purpose and with little creative potential. Maya’s monsters on the other hand…

“Ready, little mans? I play Trade-In, tossing a Level 8 monster to draw 2. Since you have a monster and I have none, I summon Lizardon.” An ancient legendary dinosaur swoops from the skies, closer to a dragon than a dinosaur with its blazing breath, wings, and red hide. “I use its effect: discarding a Dinosaur to summon a Dinosaur from my deck, Quetzalcoatlus.” The majestic pterosaur takes to the skies with its fiery counterpart. “Next up, Inferno Reckless Summon!” Two more Quetzalcoatlus appear.

“I Xyz Summon Stella Pterra and Number 62: Galaxy-Eyes Prime Photon Dragon!” Two Quetzalcoatlus fall into a portal in space in time, unveiling an even more extravagant pterosaur, while the remaining Quetzalcoatlus and Lizardon open the doorway for an alien dragon, as dark and yet sparkled with light as the starry night itself. “I use Stella Pterra’s effect, bouncing your pendulums back to the deck.” With her words two gusts of wind come from the pterosaur’s wings, sending Akira’s pendulums out of sight. Akira gazes up at the awe-inspiring sight, the avian beasts so big and Akira so small. He gulps.

“Brace yourself, kid! You’re about to get [bleep]-slapped and pimp-slapped in one turn! Prime Photon Dragon, wipe out Apoqliphort Towers!” Maya detaches a Xyz Material as the dragon withdraws its long neck to prepare for the attack. The dragon draws forth its starry power from itself and its dinosaur neighbor, its ATK skyrocketing to 6700! “ATTACK!” Maya barks, and the interstellar dragon pierces the monstrous machine’s hull with its burst. The mighty Towers collapse on the ground, bursting into flame. (Akira LP 7200 → 3500) “You’re next! Stella Pterra, attack directly!” The pterosaur swoops just above Akira, blasting him with a sonic wave with its wings, pummeling him to the ground. (Akira LP 3500 → 700)

Finally, mercifully, Maya sets two cards.

AKIRA’S TURN: Trembling, Akira clamps his hands, nervous with sweat, around the bomb strapped to his neck. The small counter on it coldly mirrors the score on his duel disk. Only 700 Life Points! And on the first turn! His pride wounded, Akira takes his trembling hands and clenches them into fists. “I use a Tier 1 deck! – No, a tier 0 deck! – There’s no way am going to lose against an upstart who uses some dinosaur gimmick!”

“Keep telling yourself that.” Maya bores her eyes down on him with nothing but contempt.

“I’m dirty and grimy! I’m so scared for my life! I was kidnapped and forced to duel when I’m not ready! This duel is not fair

“You should have thought about that before bugging my duel disk last time.” Maya said, sympathetic as the desert for the dead around them, as if she and not the Ghouls made this duel happen.

Akira eyes the Ghouls behind him, somehow expecting compassion when there would be none. Lumis’ reciprocated by brandishing his remote. Akira trembles. No explanation is needed.

“I activate Qliphort Monolith and Qliphort Archive, and I Pendulum Summon again Qliphort Helix, Qliphort Disk, and Qliphort Carrier!” Akira’s old shell husk machines, the ones he sacrificed so eagerly last turn, return through the pendulum’s portal. I tribute Helix and Carrier to summon Qliphort Stealth!” Two of his machines vanish yet again, their place taken by a new shell machine that looks more like a space ship than anything else. “Helix, Carrier, and Stealth activate all at once!” Akira shouts as his Stealth fires three atomic beams from its husk, dematerializing Maya’s massive monsters and shattering one of her cards, much to her chagrin.

Akira feels his confidence rebuild. He is World Champion for a reason the usurper in front of him would never understand! Yet… she doesn’t look fazed. Why? Is he falling into a trap? He darts his eyes behind him in a quick glance. Lumis is ready to push the button as ever. Akira feels the sweat trickling down his face, seeping into the space between his neck and the bomb around it.

“This is it. Disk, strike Maya directly.” The shell husk that looks similar to an alien saucer hovers above its target, striking her with its bombs. (Maya LP 8000 → 5900) “Stealth, hit her directly.” His mighty flying ship locks on its target, charging its destructive rays, and unleashes them on its foe. The blast hits Maya head on, catapulting her to a wall of the necropolis. (Maya LP 5900 → 2800)

Yukio, startled at his friend’s injury, is about to jump to her side, but Lumis wags his finger and points to the bomb button, his cheeky grin creaking through the open side of his mask. Yukio resents the two Ghouls but and his inability to do anything far more, but he stays put.

Maya lays on her side on the sandy floor, but quickly crawls back to her feet, dusting the sand from her chest and knees. Akira sees the evil glint in her dark, narrow eyes. Nothing good can come from this. “You’re a great duelist, Akira.” Maya says, her voice soft and low, but far more dangerous. “You’re far greater than I thought you were. I used to think you were another mediocre champion, but no, you truly surprised me. A great duelist is truly generous to his opponents. You activated Inferno Tempest.”

Only at this moment does Akira realize the depth of his error, but is too late. The entire field explodes in a cataclysmic big bang, sweeping the Egyptian sands in a diabolical maelstrom. Akira watches in horror as every monster card in his deck and graveyard is vaporized in the flames. He watches Maya’s entire army burn away too, but she only grins back at him across the flames, her hateful, glaring dark eyes colored red by the fires. Before her appears two broken baby doll heads inhabited by monstrous worms. “You banished my two Necroface, so we both banish 10 cards.” Maya explains.

Akira trims his deck even further, but he isn’t ready to give up. “Don’t think this is over. No pro duelist plays Inferno Tempest for a reason. I set a card face down.” Akira ends his turn two ichthyosauri leap from the sands as dolphins leap from water.

MAYA’S TURN: “I summon two Fishstyx from my Banished Zone and use its effect to return two banished Dinosaurs to my hand, but I can’t draw this turn. I don’t need to. I play Extinction Record, banishing the two Quetzalcoatlus there and draw 3.” She shows her hand since her card told her to. Akira’s stomach drops instantly. It’s over.

“I overlay two Fishstyx to Xyz Summon Nanosaur Infinity.” Maya’s two water dinosaurs merge together into a wormhole to form a small, fiery orange raptor, carrying machine guns.

“Activate Lose 1 Turn.” Akira shouts. “You can’t use its effect.”

Maya grunts, slightly annoyed but nothing more. She sets three cards.

AKIRA’S TURN: “There has to be a way out of this situation!” He tells himself and his opponent at the same time. “I will find a way out! ORE NA TURNO! DURAW!”

“You idiot.” Maya says with disdain. “You have no idea how out of your depth you are against me. Activate Fairy Wind.” The magical wind graced with magical dust and plant seeds blows about the two duelists gracefully, but that is all it takes to destroy Akira’s pendulums and his trap. Then the gentle breeze turns into a sharp gust, cutting through both duelists with its magic dust and seeds.

The duel, however, is not done. Akira still has 1900 Life Points, but his Qliphort Disk is gone. “I activated Mystik Wok. I gain in Life Points the ATK of the monster I sacrificed.” Akira explains.

“Big deal. I play Anti-Spell Fragrance next.” Maya flips her card face-up, and Akira cringes at the blow. It is a quiet blow, but it totally cripples him. If he has to set Spells before activating them, then all pendulum plays are moot.

“GAAH! DAMN IT!” He shouts through the desert air. Maya, Yukio, the Ghouls, all glance at him coldly, as distant as the stars. “I still have a chance! Qliphort Stealth, vaporize Nanosaur Infinity with your blast!” The machine airship incinerates the futuristic dinosaur effortlessly. Maya then adds a banished “Nanosaur” card to her hand. Akira sets a card face down. He can still set a trap.

Except Maya doesn’t even let him due that. “I activate Nanosaur Infinity.” She declares, banishing a card in her hand. The sandy field below her yawns, then explodes underneath her, and three Quetzalcoatlus fly from the dimensional rift.

MAYA’S TURN: “My turn! Draw!” Maya moves with the grace and force of a true champion. “I bring back my banished D.D. Ancient Firebird,” a fiery, winged dinosaur, an ancestor of modern birds, leaps into play. “But I can use this effect only once in a duel.

“Activate Re-qliate!” Akira counters. But he knows it won’t stop her.

Maya simply continues, ignoring the sprung trap. “I tune D.D. Ancient Firebird and one Quetzalcoatlus to Synchro Summon Star Eater, and overlay two Quetzalcoatlus to Xyz Summon Number 62: Galaxy-Eyes Prime Photon Dragon again!” The Ancient Firebird breaks into green rings, Quetzalcoatlus turns into stars aligning with them, and the synchronized light show summons a massive space dragon in the act of consuming a small star. The other two Quetzalcoatlus crush into single lights, and open the interdimensional gateway allowing the interstellar Prime Photon Dragon to return.

Maya let her hatred for Akira and everything he stood for grow throughout the duel. Now, on the cusp of victory, she lets it go, letting the wildfire take its destructive course. She peels her lips back to bear her teeth, contorting her face into a horrible snarl a dragon would recognize as a smile.

She thrusts her fist in front of her as if she could knock Akira out cold. “Time to put an end to your sad Qliphorts! Star Eater, consume it!” The gargantuan dragon raps itself around Akira’s giant ship as a snake wraps around a mouse, crushing it, chewing it, obliterating it.” (Akira LP 1900 → 1500)

Akira’s loss was immanent, and with that loss it means he will die. Akira collapsed to the floor in weeping. “Please don’t! I don’t wanna’ die! I don’t wanna’ die! I don’t wanna’ die!” The boy’s reedy body shakes violently as his tears mix with the snot from his nose. He convulses, breathing too raggedly, taking in too much oxygen.

“Too late, spoiled brat. You ridiculed me by cheating and joined the Ghouls. Now pay the ultimate price.”

Yukio leaps in front of her, grabbing her by the arms. “You can’t do this! If you beat him, he dies!”

Maya violently shoves him aside. She strikes her left arm in front of her, her hand contorting into a vicious claw. “Prime Photon Dragon, kill –“

She froze right on the spot, stiff as a statue. She halted everything halfway, her body, her arm, her muscles, her speech, even her breathing. She felt the fire inside her give way to ice. Her reason told her exactly what she was about to do and the implications rang inside her head. All of a sudden, the summer desert felt very cold.

Akira turned his head away from the sand and looked up at her, too shocked to even feel grateful at the moment.

Maya stared at her hand twisted into a claw. It was all she could do. It was the first time she realized how monstrous the hand looked. She let her hand fall. “I’m not a murderer.”

“WHAT!?” Lumis eagerly awaited the duel to end in a decisive victory so he would have the pleasure of exterminating the humiliated loser, but that sadistic glory was denied him. He was like a child who got no presents for Christmas.

“You serious?” Umbra said in disbelief, almost as baffled as Lumis was.

“Yes.” Maya spoke, her voice distant, little more than a whisper. She talked more to herself than two the two goons.

Yukio hugged Maya in gratitude and pride, and Maya hugged him back absent-mindedly. But it was too soon to celebrate. Lumis clenched the bomb remote so hard he was about to crush it. “You’ve got to be kidding! What kind of bullshit is this!? I want to see someone DIE!”

“I’m not a murderer.” Maya said again, hard and certain. “I want to be a great force for change, both in the dueling and, more importantly, outside it. But I don’t want to be a destructive force.”

“You already are a destructive force!” Umbra violently shouted at her like a child throwing a tantrum. “You should watch yourself duel! You should see how you treat people around you! You should look into the anger, scorn, hatred, and sarcasm you show everyone around you! Make no mistake, Marina Bozovic! I know you are a thief and usurper at heart, I tell you! Everyone knows this!”

Umbra offered his own rebuke. “Don’t think you’re any better than us. You hate the law and society with as much malice as we do. You know as much as we do how hypocritical civilization is. We only live in crime and war. The ‘laws’ are whatever the local warlord chooses them to be, whether it’s Matthew, Heishin, or Kaiba. If you’re not the ruler and can’t use hypocrisy then you must use fraud to your advantage.”

Yukio stepped in to refute his enemy. “You’re no Joe Peshi and you’re no philosopher, so pipe down, Frankenstein. People treat each other decently because they actually empathize with each other. It’s natural human behavior, no matter what laws or society we live in. It’s not humanity that’s the problem. It’s people like you.”

Lumis shook the remote in front of Maya in an abrupt spasm. “Let’s see your real moral worth, the both of you, when put to the test! If Harlem Renaissance over here doesn’t smite Akira like the little [bleep] he is in thirty seconds, I send you all to Hell! Got it!? 30… 29… 28… 27…”

Maya couldn’t do it. She couldn’t kill him. But what she ready to accept death? She thought about how mother died. Now was she ready to join her? Apparently, she was. She wasn’t scared of death but she didn’t expect it all to end like this.

“18… 17… 16… 15… 14…”

But letting herself die didn’t help anyone. Everyone would die. Not just Akira, but Yukio too. She couldn’t let that happen! The instinct to survive, the fundamental terror of death all living creatures have seized her completely, driving out all contemplation. “I have to kill Akira!”

“What do you mean?” Yukio grabbed her again. “You’ll become a murderer!”

“10… 9… 8…”

“If Akira doesn’t die, then you will! I can’t live with that!” Maya almost cries herself.

“4… 3… 2… 1…”

“I’LL DO IT!” Maya roared. “PRIME PHOTON DRAGON, ATTACK!!!” Maya channeled all her energy into her dragon. As the beast readied itself to deliver the onslaught Maya wished there was some way to spare Akira’s life. If only there was a way to somehow disable Akira’s device! She poured all her energy into the dragon as if she could somehow make it happen by willing it.

“Dragon, fire at Akira’s neck bomb only!” Maya commanded as her dragon fired its destructive burst stream. She felt so powerful, as if enlarged into something bigger than her own body, but felt so drained too, as if she was literally giving the dragon her energy.

The atomically powerful blast hit Akira on the mark somewhere above his chest and below his neck. Akira jettisoned ten feet across. As he hit the ground his neck bomb burst into pieces. Unbelievable! It actually worked! It actually worked!

Umbra and Lumis looked on, stupefied, their mouths hanging. Lumis didn’t even bother to try to push the button. He tried to smash it with his fist. It was all over. – Suddenly, a man darted from nowhere. He kicked Lumis in the face. The short Ghoul dropped the remote, howling and cursing in pain. Umbra tried to help his partner but he was as slow as he was big and tall. The man threw a small knife, hitting Umbra in the abdomen. He staggered, trying to get the knife off him with his big, clumsy hands but couldn’t. He would’ve fallen to the ground had Lumis not darted to his side and pulled out the knife from him. Recognizing defeat, the two Ghouls fled.

The mysterious man, completely unknown to our protagonists, took the remote and, after examining it for a while, pushed a smaller button on the side. The bombs came clean off our protagonists’ necks. Both of them clasped their throats, now scraped and red from the harsh braces they had to endure. The man wore nothing more than plain white tunic, white pants underneath, a white hat on his head, and a white shawl hiding his face. Our protagonists tried to get a closer look at him to figure who he was, but he was gone, vanishing as quickly as he came.

Maya and Yukio picked up the wearied and wounded Akira, each holstering one shoulder. Akira offered Maya his Millennium Item Card. “Take it. You beat me fair and square, as a true duelist.”

Maya declined the offer. “You had enough trouble for one day.” Maya wanted to also say, “You aren’t a worthy opponent. There is no reward in beating you.” But for once in her life she held her fast and sharp tongue.

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Re: YGO CoP 2: A New Dawn

Post by MewMew1989 » Mon Jan 04, 2016 4:48 pm

Whoops! Forget to put the created cards down for last duel. (If any cards have no pictures in them or are weird, I’m sorry. Card Maker won’t produce any.)







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Re: YGO CoP 2: A New Dawn

Post by MewMew1989 » Fri Jan 29, 2016 1:36 am

Duel 16 – Old Enemies, New Tactics

Maya and Yukio hastened their way back to the city of Assiut as much as they could with Akira, who could barely walk on their own. When Maya dueled Akira their blood boiled so hot from the challenge of fighting such a strong duelist and from the life-or-death pressure of the game they forgot all about Sophia. They knew only one thing could have happened to her and they feared for the worst.

The entire marketplace broiled in chaos. The duelists ran in all possible directions in a delirious panic, fleeing from the bloodthirsty hunters who stalked them. The Ghouls destroyed everything in their path to catch their prey, smashing every shop they saw, looting it for any trinkets they could get their hands on. Sometimes the Ghouls humored their prey with a duel, playing with their food before they ate it, as was their habit. Many a duelist hoped in vain the Ghouls would leave them alone if they beat them in a duel, but it was a false hope the Ghouls gave them just to hurt them even more. Sometimes the Ghouls didn’t even bother with a card battle. They beat their prey and ransacked them of everything but the clothes on their back without any formalities.

Some duelists fought back, like Mathias, Maximus, and Ivy, somehow repelling their attackers. Maya saw that, somehow, their holographic monsters made a huge dent on the Ghouls, as if they were more than holograms. If the Ghouls tried to manhandle them, the trio quickly put them down. She barely noticed any of this through the forest of duel monsters, running people, and burning shops, but she noticed it nonetheless.

Yukio pointed at the trio for he saw what Maya saw, and they hurried to them as fast as they could with Akira hobbling with them. They never reached their friends. The trio disappeared deeper into the chaos, everyone swept around in a whirling circle of death as dry autumn leaves. Instead, a regiment of Ghouls closed in on them, their cloaks as black as night. Their leader immediately tore off her entire cloak. Alexis Burkeheart, Matthew’s companion, had a deathly pallor. Her black hair, once sleek and short, was long and disheveled and she replaced her white Academy skirt with a dirty black dress.

Alexis pointed at Maya and Yukio, her eyes glimmering with a violent expression. “You humiliated Matthew in front of the whole world and ruined his life. I’ll kill you in a duel and bring you to Matthew. Our mission will finally be done.”

“How about we wager our fates. You know, duel the old fashioned way?” Maya offered. “If you win, you can take us to Matthew to depose us how he wishes. If we win, you only have to tell us where Sophia is. You’re this thing called a ‘true duelist’ Matthew babbles about, aren’t you?”

“Let me take care of this. It’s my turn.” Yukio said to Maya. He stepped up to the plate, showing his duel disk to Alexis as an unsheathed sword. “Tell us who you work for! Matthew isn’t bad enough to cause this much misery by himself!”

“Over my dead body.” Came Alexis’ reply. “Once I defeat you, we will both finally have peace.”

“I accept your challenge but with our wagers. Agreed?”

Alexis nodded and said, ““I keep my word.”

Yukio: 8000 || Alexis: 8000

YUKIO’S TURN: “I summon Thunder King Rai-Oh!” Yukio declares, and a sentient electromagnetic machine levitates in front of him. “I set a card facedown. Go.” Time is already running out for Sophia. The duel must end as soon as possible.

ALEXIS’ TURN: “You think a cheap, antimeta track will stop me? I activate Nekroz Cycle, sacrificing Great Sorcerer of Nekroz to summon Nekroz of Unicore.” A magical, golden thread loops into a circle and a wizened wizard passes through it in death. Then a young man appears, with blue armor that looks like it has pieces of a deceased unicorn’s body. “Nekroz is one of the best decks out there, a tier one – no, a tier zero! – deck. It can’t lose to something as low as Heroic Challengers.”

Yukio thrusts his hands over his head, and challenges, “Then come and get me! Put me in my place the way Matthew puts you in your place every night, if you know what I mean, though I can tell he probably doesn’t give you enough action now. You went from model to anorexic since we last saw you.”

“Talk to my tier one deck! Unicore, slay Rai-Oh!” The necromancer-warrior leaps at the electric android.

“Forbidden Lance!” Yukio quickly retorts. “Unicore loses 800 ATK.”

“No, it won’t.” Alexis counters. “I discard Nekroz of Decisive Armor, giving Unicore a 1000 ATK boost!” A long, finely crafted lance springs from nowhere and spears Unicore in the gut, but even that doesn’t stop him. He wrecks Rai-Oh with its blade, making it explode in its face. (Yukio LP 8000 à 7400)

“I activate Cycle, banishing Sorceror and itself to add another Cycle. This activates Great Sorcerer of Nekroz, so I mill Clausolas. Now I activate Nekroz of Brionac from my hand. I discard it and add Valkyrus. And I set a card face down.”

YUKIO’S TURN: Yukio is left to ponder his next move. Alexis is a smart, methodical duelist, he thinks to himself. She plays meta, but she does it smart. Then again, you can’t play dumb with Nekroz. “Her only problem is she showed me her hand. She’s scared I’ll screw up her hand more with more antimeta plays next turn, but she made a mistake!” Yukio realizes. “She is predictable. She plans to summon Nekroz of Trishula next turn! I have a combo, but I need to play smart and stop my monster from getting banished.”

“Here goes!” Yukio announces aloud. “I have no monsters, so I Special Summon Heroic Challenger – Assault Halberd and summon Satellarknight Deneb.” Two warriors, one with dark, heavy armor, the other glowing in golden, celestial armor appear together. Alexis looks surprised at the sight of the celestial warrior, and Yukio answers her, “I always try something new. I activate Deneb, adding Altair to my hand. I overlay Halberd and Deneb to Xyz Summon Number 85: Crazy Box.” The warriors collapse and fuse in a worm hole, giving rise to what looks like a massive floating Rubik’s cube.

“Now for the fun part, I detach Halberd to use its effect.” The cube twists and turns chaotically, leaving everything to chance. “What happens depends on the number it shows.” Yukio looks calm but is tense inside. His monster could either take out Alexis’ monster or blow up his entire field. It was called Crazy Box for a reason. Suddenly, the cube stops twisting, showing the number “3” on its gridded surface. Yukio leaps for joy as an arrow released from its bow. “AAAHH YEEEAAAHHH! SUCK ON IT! DISCARD A CARD RIGHT NOW!” Alexis reluctantly does so.

“Crazy Box, destroy Unicore!” The cube slams into the sorcerer hard enough to crack its armor and its skull. (Alexis LP 8000 à 7300) “I set a card face down. Your move.”

ALEXIS’ TURN: “Draw! Nekroz Mirror, activate!” A gateway forms from mist behind Alexis, with a surface transparent enough Yukio can see himself perfectly from a few meters away. Is it a mirror of glass or of water? “I banish Clausolas and Brionac to summon Nekroz of Trishula!” Two sorcerer-warriors in ocean blue armor form in the reflection, and disintegrate into the mist.

“I activate Imperial Iron Wall!” Yukio tries to halt her, but with no effect.

“Counter with Royal Decree! It negates all traps, so you can’t stop me from banishing my monsters!” And Alexis’ ritual proceeds as according to plan. The dissolved Nekroz reform into a new, far more powerful knight, who then steps out of the mirror into reality.

Suddenly, a large holographic card with an image of small, crawling insects inflates in front Alexis’ view. “I discarded Maxx “C” while you weren’t paying attention.” Yukio says. “I draw a card.”

Alexis sweeps the information aside; a small annoyance. “I use Trishula to banish Crazy Box on the field, Halberg in your Graveyard, and one card in your hand.”

The new monster strikes its blade in the air. Crazy Box evaporates into mist and the ghost of Halberd is exorcized. Yukio holds two cards up. “Choose carefully.”

Yukio’s move gives Alexis pause. Most duelists cower in front of Trishula, afraid even to let a card randomly get banished, but Yukio strikes her options right in front of her! Alexis feels cold tears of sweat roll down her neck. Is she nauseated from malnourishment or does her decision bear that much weight? How can it? She wins ninety-nine of one hundred duels with Nekroz! Yukio is such an inferior duelist to her! Then she recalls how Maya one turn killed her four years ago. Her deck back then was one of the most elite out there, with Elemental Hero Stratos as its focus, but she lost in one turn.

Yukio glares at her, eyes piercing, unwavering. “Choose!”

Alexis shakes away her doubts as a bad headache. “The right one.” Yukio banishes the card Instant Fusion. “Back to the duel. I banish Mirror and Unicore from my Graveyard to put Nekroz Kaleidoscope, and I activate it.” A spectrum of mirrors forms behind her, sliding in and out of each other. The white and ethereal Stardust Dragon reflects in the mirrors before the mirrors quickly slide away from one another. “I summon Nekroz of Valkyrus!” A knight in even more extravagant and intimidating armor than Trishula appears by her side.

“Monsters, direct attack! Put Yukio in his place!” At her command, both of her knights leap at Yukio and struck him down with their blades. Yukio wobbles on knees but stays on his feet. (Yukio LP 7400 à 1800)

“Seriously, how do holograms do that?” Yukio moans. “It doesn’t make any sense.”

“Maybe shadow games are real or maybe they put drugs in our water to make us hallucinate it all so we can spend more money on card games. Beats me.” Maya replies simply and honestly.

“Conspiracy theory much?”

“I want to believe.”

YUKIO’S TURN: “Finally, my turn.” His plan worked! Now he has all the puzzle pieces in place for a decisive victory. “I activate Reinforcement of the Army to fetch another Heroic Challenger Assault Halberd and Special Summon it.” Another copy of his dark-armored warrior takes the field, wielding its burly axe. “And I summon Satellarknight Altair, which lets me summon Daneb from the grave.” Another celestial soldier descends from the heavens, accompanied by its companion. “Then I activate Inferno Reckless Summon!” And two more Daneb spawn.

“Go, monsters! I overlay all you to Xyz Summon Number 86: Heroic Champion – Rhongomyniad!” Yukio’s entire army vanishes into five twinkling stars, opening a gateway to the cosmos, heralding the arrival of a colossal hero with shining platinum heralds. “I have five Xyz Materials, so Rhongomyniad kills your whole army!” The grand hero gestures with his hand and in a blaze of fire all of Alexis’ monsters evaporate as sea foam at the shore. “Rhongomyniad, attack Alexis directly!” His monster strikes Alexis down to the market place pavement. (Alexis LP 7300 à 4300)

Alexis’ servile Ghouls, who stood by and watched the duel the entire time, swiftly rush to help their master without a second thought. Alexis, with the help of her squad, returns to her feet, only to realize the duel is done. “I should have banished the other card.” She sighs ruefully. “I made the wrong choice.”

“You didn’t.” Yukio corrected her. “Instant Fusion or Reinforcement, I would’ve turned the game around.”

ALEXIS’ TURN: She draws her last card, another Trishula. Rhongomyniad stops her from playing anything. There is nothing she can do.

YUKIO’S TURN: “I summon Heroic Challenger Thousand Blades.” A bronze fighter carrying innumerable swords joins the fight. “Thousand Blades, Rhongomyniad, attack for game!” His two soldiers strike Alexis down, this time once and for all.

Yukio: 1800 || Alexis: 0

The Ghouls returned their leader to her feet again. Alexis’ eyes were dull and glazed, and she barely could stand on her feet. “Good game, Yukio. Not bad for a rogue duelist.”

“You too.” Yukio acknowledged his opponent in mutual respect, but an impatient Maya cut their moment short.

“Where’s Sophia?” She demanded. She spoke with a fearful urgency Yukio never heard before.

Alexis obliged her enemy’s demands, “She was taken by our second in command. He’s probably dueling her right now just to torture her and give her a false sense of hope. It doesn’t matter if she wins or not. He’ll probably just beat her up or worse.” Alexis trembled at the knees and fell down one final time.

“What the hell do you mean?” Maya shouted, her voice even harsher than before. “Don’t you dare be cryptic with me or I’ll do even worse to you!”

“Tell us who Matthew works for! Is it Heishin? Somebody else?” Yukio yelled even louder than Maya, but it was too late for the both of them. Alexis was out cold.

Surprisingly, the Ghouls kept their leader’s word and left, and as they did so Mathias, Maximus, and Ivy ran in, calling Maya’s and Yukio’s names, thanking their god they were all right. Maximus curtly explained their situation for brevity’s sake, “About thirty Ghouls surrounded us but we wiped them all out. Stella and her friends held their own.”

Yukio and Maya sighed in relief. Yukio sighed in relief, but Maya said, “Sophia is missing! We need to find her fast!”

Mathias and his company nodded grimly. Maximus knew exactly what to do. He slapped his Millennium Puzzle Card on his duel disk and requested the materialized Millennium Item, “Locate the duelist Sophia Petrova.” But the Puzzle shook, it’s frame distorted by glitches, and blue-lined code manifested in front of it. “The location of her duel disk was shut off, possibly encrypted.” Maximus sighed. “What now?”

Maya remembered how she deduced Akira’s whereabouts. She saw all duelists whose rosters weren’t corrupted by Ghouls. “We could use a Millennium Tauk Card to see all the encrypted codes, but,” her voice dropped, “not trace them.”

Maximus suddenly got an idea. “I know how. You still have a Millennium Rod Card?” Maya produced it. Maximus slapped it on the duel disk, the Millennium Item appeared. He requested all encrypted codes, and the holographic Rod obeyed, projecting from its eye every encrypted code. He recognized a code similar to the one the Puzzle displayed before it crashed. He pointed to it. “Trace the encryption to its source.” The Rod obeyed and produced a set of coordinates.

Yukio reached for his iPhone and entered them on Google Maps, which pointed to the nearest Nile cataract. “It looks like it’s at a cliff face. Maybe it’s a bunker.”

Upon hearing this news everyone knew exactly what to do. Everyone ran to Maximus’ car as fast as they could to rescue Sophia in time.

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Re: YGO CoP 2: A New Dawn

Post by MewMew1989 » Fri Feb 19, 2016 7:06 pm

Duel 17 - An Old Ghost


Sophia squirmed on a chair in a dark chamber, her ankles and arms bound together by rope so tight they burned red. She felt the tight rope rub her blisters and tried moan her feelings of pain but couldn’t for she was gagged at the mouth. She saw nothing but absolute blackness everywhere but could smell the oxidated stench of rust. With this information, she guessed she was in one of the Ghouls’ hideouts, maybe an old bunker.

Someone threw a switch, turning the total darkness into a blaze of white light in less than a second. The absolute light burned Sophia’s eyes so even when she clamped them shut she could see it on the back of her eyelids. “Rise and shine, sweetheart.” She heard a mocking voice say, and she opened her eyes a bit to see the dark shape of a Ghoul.

The Ghoul gestured to his partners in crime and so another Ghoul stepped into the room, and another, until the entire gang was present. One of the Ghouls, bigger than the others and their leader, gestured with his large hand. His cronies swiftly backed off from Sophia. Then the leader approached her, leaning towards her.

His mask was of a deathly pallid skull full of cracks, tears of blood dripping from the eye sockets. Sophia once saw a display of masks crafted by American soldiers after war, and the leader Ghoul’s mask was just as haunting. It spoke to her of death and the surviving, tortured, vengeful spirit that still existed after the person was killed. The Ghoul was terrifying, even among Ghouls.

“Who do you think I am?” The Ghoul’s voice was mechanically distorted and deep, like the voice of most Ghouls who wore a mask, but Sophia could still hear the malice behind them.

Sophia’s heart raced, her palms moist with cold sweat, her body chilled to the bone. All she could do was shake her head. “I have no idea who you are. How can I know?”

The Ghoul growled and tore off his mask. “How about now?” He was a middle-aged man with disordered blond hair and rough stubble on his face that could never grow to a full beard. His cheeks were gaunt and his small, watery blue eyes glinted with restless greed, hate, and a haunted expression. He looked like a starved hyena.

“Bandit Keith!” Sophia gasped.

“That’s right, the great Bandit Keith! I am the American champion and if wasn’t for that kiddie fiddler human Pegasus I would still be a household name!”

“Was the American champion.” Sophia impulsively corrected him in spite of her fear. It was only after she said those words she realized she made a terrible mistake, and her fear doubled.

Keith snarled as an angry dog and smacked Sophia in the face, almost sending her to the floor. “What did you say to me!? What did you say to me!? I [bleep] dare to say that to me again, you little [bleep]! Pegasus taught you how to be sassy in one his Neverland orphanages, huh!” He drew his knife and pressed it against her throat, threatening to let his blade slide at any moment. “Talk back to me again and I’ll slit your throat and throw you in the dessert! You understand me!?”

Sophia slowly and silently nodded. Her eyes watered, barely holding back her tears. Keith caressed Sophia’s chin, then her hair, pulling her braid with one hand while gently squeezed her breast with another. He muttered lustfully to himself, “Never knew Pegasus adopted such hot girls. Thought he was a total fag like Michael Jackson. Wonder if you’re legal. Uncle Merv always said, ‘Better safe than statutory.’ But why do I care?”

He slipped his hand in between Sophia’s thighs. “What a sexy Russian pussy. Gotta’ lose that braid. You’d look so hot in a metallic animal print dress. I’m gonna’ fudge your pussy so hard I’ll turn it into a bloody gaping hole.” Sophia’s skin crawled. She never felt so awful in her entire life.

A handheld transceiver on Keith’s waist interrupted his fantasies. He answered it with a groan. He listened in briefly before his temper flared like a rocket again. He screamed, “fudge you! I’m not taking her to you! I serve no one, you [bleep] brat! I’m only here to get back at that human Pegasus for what he did to me and I’ll do it by smacking down this [bleep]!” He threw the transceiver at the wall, shattering it.

He cut Sophia’s bonds with his knife and threw her on the floor. “Get her duel disk. I’m gonna’ humiliate her and Pegasus in every way possible.” He barked at his stooges, who obeyed without hesitation.

When Sophia stood up, trembling, to meet her opponent, Keith said,
“I heard Pegasus only adopted MENSA kids. Let’s see what skills he taught you, little smartass.”

Bandit Keith: 8000 || Sophia: 8000

KEITH’S TURN: “I summon Cyber Dragon Core, and use its effect to search for Cyber Repair Plant. I activate Machine Duplication to summon two Cyber Dragons!” A small, wiry snake appears, and two metal white armless dragons accompany it. “I use Galaxy Soldier’s effect to summon itself from my hand, and I use it’s other effect to search another one.” The next monster looks like an astronaut in some kind of battle armor. “I activate Instant Fusion to summon Panzer Dragon from my Extra Deck.” And a tank with what looked like a Cyber Dragon head’s rolls into play. (Keith LP 8000 à 7000),

Keith grins sinisterly. “Time for the real kicker! Woohoo! I Xyz Summon two Cyber Dragon Nova!” All of Keith’s Level 5 monsters collapse and collide into each other, forming two black, winged cyborg snakes. “And I Xyz Summon two Cyber Dragon Infinity!” The two Dragon Novas modify their appearance, evolving into even more formidable machines. “Let’s see you get past this!”

SOPHIA’S TURN: “Oh, God no.” Sophia’s kneels trembled and she fell on the floor. Cyber Dragon Infinity could negate any effect she threw at her opponent. What could she do with two on the field? She thought of Maya and of Yukio, and nearly cries for the third time. “I’m sorry I failed you.”

One of the Ghouls looks at Keith, thinking perhaps Sophia gave up. Keith claps his hands together. “Games over! Time for my blow job!”

Sophia rockets back to her feet. Not even her overwhelming fear and feelings of failure match her disgust and hatred. “Baby steps. Baby steps.” Sophia whispers to herself, breathing slowly. She fearfully, instinctively reins her anger as someone who fears losing control by letting it go. She looks at her hand carefully, calculating her solution, checking it twice to make sure it works. Killing two Cyber Dragon Infinity’s was possible.

“I Special Summon Fortune Lady Pendulum Nova and tribute her for Fortune Lady Dark.” A perky fortune lady with a tight, bubblegum pink outfit appears, then disappears, replaced by a dour counterpart. “Lady Dark, destroy Cyber Dragon Core!” The dark seer blasted the small metal serpent with lightning from her staff. Its machinery malfunctioned and it explodes in Keith’s face. (Keith LP 7000 à 5400)

“I set three cards facedown.”

KEITH’S TURN: “Think you’re pretty damn smart, don’t you? Face it, kid.” He chuckles. “One Infinity is bad, two are impossible to get over, but three…”

“Three?” Sophia can’t believe it.

“Well, you’re more screwed than a porn star, sweetie. I activate Cyber Repair Plant, adding Cyber Dragon to my hand, and I discard it to summon Galaxy Soldier.” The second astronaut appeared. “I add a third Galaxy Soldier, but you won’t see him. I summon Cyber Dragon Drei instead.” A lean and long metal serpent materializes. “I use it’s effect to make its Level to 5, and I Xyz Summon Cyber Dragon Nova and Cyber Dragon Infinity!” The galactic soldier and metal serpent open the space-time portal to the baryon world, letting a black metal snake with wings emerge. Then it too collapses, and a larger metal serpent follows through the portal.

“Prepare to be blasted the fudge out of existence! I use Infinity’s effect. Absorb Fortune Lady Dark!” The metallic serpent draws metal wire tendrils from its body and laces them to surround the fortune lady.

“This is it!” Sophia says to herself. To Keith she says, “I activate Fortune Wave! I banish a monster in my hand. Now all non-Fortune Lady monsters on the field have their effects negated this turn

Keith bursts out in a course and garrulous laugh. A token resistance is to be expected of course, but this is just pathetic! “Whatever! I detach a Xyz Material, activate my Infinity’s effect to negate your trap.” One of the serpent’s orbs disappears and the snake prepares itself for the task at hand.

“I counter with Solemn Strike!” Sophia declares. “I negate and destroy your Infinity!” (Sophia LP 8000 à 6500) Her card flips face up and an old sage with flowing robes and a long beard steps forward, ready to rain down divine judgment on its target.

“Don’t get cocky, little brat! I use Infinity’s effect to negate it!” Keith shouts, but his Infinity acted two late. The old Moses reins God’s judgment on the cyborg beast and it blasts into pieces. Keith is about to swear at Sophia but then remembers: Solemn Strike is a Counter Trap. Only another Counter Trap can negate it. And he realizes that Sophia’s Fortune Wave is now acting on his other dragons. Their steely hides look cracked and eroded and he realizes he can’t use their effects.

He shrugs it off. “Whatever. You can play as many pussy plays as you want little girl but in the end of the day I’ll drill you so hard you’ll have the greatest pain you’ve ever faced in your life! Infinity, beat down her Fortune Lady Dark!” His monster blazes a red stream of plasma at its target.

“I counter with Mirror Force!” Sophia flips her trap. Infinity’s red plasma bounces off her fortune lady, frying Keith’s remaining two monsters.

“You’ve gotta’ be [bleep] kidding me!” Keith cries with utter incredulity.

Sophia gives a profound sigh of relief. Keith’s field is wide open and she has some field advantage.

SOPHIA’S TURN: “My turn.” With Sophia’s words, her monster gains a Level and 400 ATK. “Lady Dark, attack Keith directly!” And her dark seer strikes Keith squarely on the torso with her lightning. Keith shouts in pain, “Don’t think you’re getting away with this!” (Keith LP 5400 à 3000)

“I set a card facedown. My turn’s over.” Sophia concludes.

KEITH’S TURN: “You actually beat three Cyber Dragon Infinities at one turn. That’s cute.” Even Keith has to admit it is an impressive feat, but he doesn’t. He draws. “But there’s no way in Hell a brat like you can beat the likes of me. I activate Overload Fusion!” A vortex of smoke and lightning explodes behind Keith, enveloping him in aura of power, much to Sophia’s horror. She doesn’t gasp or even open her mouth, but Keith can see the fear in her eyes and enjoys every second he does so. Nevertheless, Sophia’s jaw is clutched hard in steely determination, as if trying to master her fear. Keith shrugs it off. What can she possibly do?

“I banish 14 – that’s right, you heard me! – 14 machines from my Graveyard! That means all my Cyber Dragons, all my Novas, all my Infities, and my Galaxy Soldiers! I summon Chimeratech Overdragon!” He triumphantly slams his card down on his duel disk. The king of beasts among the Cyber Dragons forms in the electrical explosion behind Keith, a writhing mass of cyborg serpents, a hydra with fourteen heads. “This baby’s got 112,000 ATK! You’re as good as dead!” Keith bellows with arrogance.

“Maybe.” Sophia admits to her opponent. “But it’s still a monster. A million ATK doesn’t mean anything if I can kill it with a card effect. I activate Dark Renewal! I send my Fortune Lady Dark and your Overdragon to the Graveyard to summon a DARK spellcaster from my Deck!”

“WHAT!?” Keith shouts in complete horror. An austere coffin crowned with a pentagram symbol rises from the earth. It opens, the casket bare and empty, but lures both Fortune Lady and Overdragon with its dark magic. The Fortune Lady reclines gracefully into death while the Overdragon shrieks, torn to pieces, its shards sucked into the casket. The coffin shuts tight, it’s pentagram glows a hellish red, then opens again. A new Fortune Lady rises, darker in appearance with its long, black robes, and greater in power: Fortune Lady Umbra.

SOPHIA’S TURN: Sophia draws while Keith is too shocked to reply. Keith was wide open, meaning Sophia is one step closer to beating him. Her hope brightens. The light at the end of the tunnel is getting closer! She can definitely do this!

…until, she realizes Bandit Keith is not a man of his word. Not just Keith, but all the other Ghouls surrounding her. Her heard sinks and she imagines all the horrible things Keith will do to her even if she wins. She trembles, first in fear, then in anger, anger at the wickedness and injustice of it all. She instinctively tries to shut it down in fear but can’t. The anger feels to her as if it is seeping out of her as a fiery aura, and it seeps into her monster as if it is borrowing her power, or as if she is giving her power to her monster. She can’t tell.

“You damn, filthy scum!” Sophia screams, losing all restraint. “It’s time I violated you! Lady Umbra, kill the Ghouls!” Her monster rose to the air and struck her staff to the ceiling. Lightning bursts everywhere in a thunderous roar. The bolts strike through the heart of every Ghoul in the room. All of them shriek in surprise, pain, and terror before falling to the ground, lying still. Except one. Keith teeters on his feet, clutching his hand over in chest in agony, but he still stands. (Keith LP 3000 à 600)

KEITH’S TURN: “You brat. You little [bleep].” Keith groans. “When this duel is over, I’ll beat you, rape you, and sell you in Thailand for the cheap little whore that you are. You’ll forever suck [bleep] for cash with nowhere to run and no future ahead of you. Just you wait.” He tries to choke back his nausea but can’t any longer. He vomits on the ground while standing up, splattering his black cloak with sick.

He looks at Sophia and realizes he faces quite a challenge. He has an empty field and his small hand can’t do anything for him. But he always has a trick up his sleeve. “I’m Bandit Keith for a reason.” He snickers to himself, his nausea turning into glee. Hidden in his sleeve is a small machine strapped to his wrist, holding a few stashed away cards. If he ever is in a tight spot, he can make the machine give him whatever cards he needs.

Under Keith’s command, the machine puts five cards on the palm of Keith’s right hand. Keith subtly stacks the five cards on top of his deck so Sophia doesn’t notice. “All right. Everything’s stacked perfect.” Keith says to himself.

He draws and says to Sophia. “Look what I got! I activate Psychic Sanctity! I discard my entire hand and guess the next five cards I’m gonna’ draw. If I guess right, they go in my hand. If I guess wrong, I lose all my cards and lose 1000 Life Points for each one. Quite a gamble, isn’t it? But you know as they say, ‘Fortune favors the bold.’ Here I go! I guess Barrel Dragon? Nice! Blowback Dragon? Yoohoo! Polymerization? Fantastic! Megamorph? Perfect! Limiter Removal? I got it!”

“There’s no way you can guess all those cards right.” Sophia says. “You have to be cheating, you coward.”

“Don’t get salty on me just ‘cause I’m a pro.” Keith nonchalantly brushes her comments aside. “Time to meet you’re doom! Polymerization! I fuse Barrel and Blowback Dragon to summon Gatling Dragon!” A machine brute with three Gallic guns screwed on its body for heads appears. “And I use its effect. Russian Roulette!” All three barrels rotate, then stop with a click, all on a full chamber. The machine dragon fires all three of its barrels, riddling Sophia’s Lady Umbra with holes.

“I activate Megamorph, doubling its ATK!” Gatling Dragon grew twice its size. “And activate Limiter Removal, doubling its ATK again!” The dragon fires its power to maximum, overheating its circuits. “Let’s go! Blowback Dragon, smack Sophia directly! End this game!” The dragon fires all three of its revolvers at Sophia, smashing her to the bunker wall behind her. She collapses to the ground in defeat.

Bandit Keith: 600 || Sophia: 0

Bandit Keith basked in his victory before looking at all the fallen Ghouls around him. Even he had to say something, so he said, “You took out all of my stooges, you nasty little viper. Oh well, the duel’s done. Time to make a slashfic.” He knelt down on Sophia, caressing and squeezing many places of her body.

Sophia was so revolted she wanted to cry and throw up at the same time. She felt his hard hands, looked at his deranged eyes, and smelled his breath, which reeked of decay and alcohol. “Get off of me, you creep.” She squirmed, trying to get him off her, but in vain. She struck out in desperation, painfully contorting her leg, striking at Keith’s groin three times.

Keith groaned in pain and let go of her. He slumped to the floor, and Sophia saw her chance. She ran out the dark bunker and into the blinding light and heat of the Egyptian desert. She didn’t get very far. Keith tripped her, and she fell face-first on the scorching sand. Keith fell on her and grabbed her feet as if trying to pull her back into the bunker only a few meters away.

“Let me go! Let me go!” Sophia cried, sticking him in the face with her foot. Keith shrieked again and she ran as fast as she could, not caring where she went, only to get away from him. Keith clasped his bleeding forehead, angrily cursing at her the most obscene invectives he could think of, but did not follow her. He was too weak.

Sophia saw a car in the distance and, seeing Maya, Yukio, and Mathias in the car, hollered at them. The crew got out of the car. Sophia ran to Maya and buried her head in her chest, violently sobbing. Maya and Yukio sank to the ground with her, hugging her tightly, telling her everything was all right. The nightmare was over. She was safe.

Sophia told Maya and Yukio everything that happened to her, her bitter story broken by her tears. Mathias could only look at Maximus and Ivy and shake his head in pity. He put his hands on Sophia’s shoulder. “Mark my words. If I ever find Bandit Keith I’ll make him play the worst game of his life.”

“Don’t even bother dueling him.” Maya said, barely containing the burning hatred inside her. “I would shoot the pig right between the eyes, or make him so scared of me he’ll shoot himself first.”

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Sophia’s Cards:





Keith’s Card:


*Discarding your hand is this card’s cost, not its effect.

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Re: YGO CoP 2: A New Dawn

Post by Rowwdy Yisb » Sat Feb 20, 2016 5:15 am

Ayyyy the Miss Fortune card art!

Good work as always dude, just had a lot to catch up on as I hadn't read in a while
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Duel 18 - Future Plans

DAY 4 : 1:12 PM : LUXOR

The events of yesterday were too grueling for any one person to bear. Maya, Yukio, and Sophia were exhausted the next day. They could barely sleep from the all the stress last night, their bones ached, and tolerance for stress thin. But they had to keep moving on. Maya’s fatigue brought back her college memories, where she lived alone in a small apartment, fighting in a duel stadium to pay tuition, her every day in class earned in a victory… and getting a Political Studies degree to make a career on top of that… and trying to work on her dramatic arts on top of that…

Time marched on relentlessly anyway, uncaring. Our protagonists had to keep up despite their aches and pains. It was mandatory. Maximus called every team that survived the Ghouls’ attacks and was still in the tournament to meet in the town square of the village workshop. Beyond the workshop lay a field of sand littered with small, sharp rocks and pottery fragments, and beyond the sand lay the tall, jagged hills of the Valley of the Kings, austere and intimidating. They sky was a perfect blue with no clouds or other blemishes, magnifying to yellow shine of the sand the might of the hills.

Our protagonists saw those wondrous scenes and vowed to see them more, but needed to move on. They huddled just inside a hovel over their laptop, deep into conversation.

June 3, 2009
Maya, Yukio, and Sophia tell the crew back home everything that happened last night.

JOLENE: “I’m so sorry everything happened to you, Sophia, and you too, cher and Yukio.”

HASSAN: “I offer my condolences.”

JC: “I do too. Sorry about everything.”

Did JC just apologize? And why? Maya can’t make out if JC apologized for what the Ghouls did last night or what JC did four years ago, or both.

MAYA: “It’s fine. What’s done is done. We can take care of ourselves.” Maya offers an equally ambiguous reply.

YUKIO: “We don’t know who is left in the tournament. It’s not unreasonable to think the Ghouls took out a lot of people.”

Maya: “Jolene, can you show us all the teams that are left?”

JOLENE: “No problem, cher. I don’t even need to hack anything. Kaibacorp keeps an open record of every duel that took place for spectators.” She then delves to find the records.

MAYA: “This tournament really is Battle Royale…” she mutters to herself. “It’s worse than the Superbowl.”

YUKIO: “Worse. It’s the Superbowl for [bleep] fat bearded virgins who don’t bathe, euphoric over the thought of their own enlightenment, while everyone else faints as soon as they smell their armpits. It’s as if Conan the Barbarian, Broly, and Bandit Keith left their jockstraps in a locker room for a week.” He nudges Sophia and winks at her.

MAYA: “You’re not helping, honest as you are.”

SOPHIA: “I think you’re both being unfair to duelists everywhere. Think of Stella and Mathias. They’re great duelists and wonderful people.”

MAYA: “Girl, you need to wake up. Like chess, Yugioh is a game that consumes you totally if you’re not careful. People who resist this game’s corruption maintain their humanity. Most don’t. Among the damned there are only three types. One: the aforementioned neckbeard losers. Two: pedophiles with lolicons for Internet avatars. Three: worst of all, arrogant wannabe champions who netdeck each other.”

SOPHIA: “You mean like you, right?”

YUKIO: “Burn.”

MAYA: “Honey, you need to step up your game, so burn it up your own ###. I’m still the American Champion and have been for the last four years. Please explain to me how I’m a generic meta player who netdecks everyone else.”

Sophia remains silent.

MAYA: “That’s what I thought.”

YUKIO: “You’re taking this really personally, aren’t you?”

MAYA: “The last few days have really put me under a lot of stress, and I hate everyone. My whole life is on the line in this tournament. What happens here will shape my future forever.”

SOPHIA: “As it will ours. Maybe Yukio and I don’t have everything to lose, but our lives are still on the line anyway.”

JOLENE: “Okay, guys. I have all of the teams still standing.” She downloads the information and sends it to Maya, Yukio, and Sophia, who examine it for themselves. Around twelve teams remained, including theirs, Baby Blast Furnace, holding three Item Cards. Team Stella remained, as did Buffalo Chicken, Ultimate Super Sayan Gods, and others.

XIAOYI: “Oh, you guys survived the second Ghoul attack? You sweethearts are tough cookies, aren’t you?”

MAYA: “Xiaoyi, how are you useful again?”

XIAOYI: “I provide the hovel so your friends to talk to you together, not unlike the hovel you’re in. Listen, I have a tip for you. Notice how Umbra, Lumis, and Bandit Keith went after your team?”

MAYA: “Yes, but Bandit Keith attacked for personal reasons.”

XIAOYI: “That aside, notice how the Ghouls attacked you with their lieutenants, not their foot soldiers. There is clearly an order in their attacks. The capos bring down the biggest threats while the rest of the crew takes out the small fry. Expect Umbra and Lumis to confront you again soon and next time I doubt they’ll use a proxy.”

MAYA: “You know an awful lot about Ghouls.” Xiaoyi sounds like Bakura in her black book.

XIAOYI: “Common induction. Elementary, my dear Watson. Even someone as naive as Sophia could figure it out. Most criminals aren’t very smart. Only strong people can wield evil and not get burned.”

JOLENE: “Anything else going on?”

YUKIO: “Mathias wants everyone to meet up at the town square. Well, village square really. He wants to prepare us for the Ghouls.”

JOLENE: “That makes sense.”

HASSAN: “Before we hang up, I need to tell you something. I had another dream. Among the three snakes, one of them slithers towards with guile and strikes her. The second snake strikes back at the first and they war with each other while the third snake tries to protect the second one.”

JC: “Don’t be ridiculous! Only idiots think bad dreams actually mean anything!”

Maya agrees with JC in silent. It’s not like they have the time to ponder the vague and dim babbling of prophecies anyway.
Mathias called everyone to gather round the square and the meeting was held in short order. Mathias stated his case, “Duelists everywhere, look around you. When the tournament began there were seventy teams. Now, only twelve remain. We don’t know when the Ghouls will strike again. We need to stick together. Maybe we should stop dueling each other entirely until the worst is over. Everyone who agrees, raise their hand and say ‘Aye!’”

Maximus, Ivy, Maria, Stella, Yukio, Sophia and others raised their hand “Aye!”

Maya did not. She furrowed her brow, pondering her thoughts briefly, then spoke, “We can’t stop dueling entirely. We’re still in a tournament after all. What if the Ghouls strike us at the last day? The tournament will end and we’ll all be fair game.”

“But if we duel each other we’ll still weaken ourselves either way.”

“I see your point, but keep in mind our duels are televised all around the world. The tournament is a fight for survival for us but for Kaiba and Pegasus it’s reality TV. They don’t care about us. If we don’t entertain them, if we don’t give them revenue, they’ll make us duel in some devious way, which makes our situation even worse. Besides, the Ghouls care less about technically eliminating us and more about terrorizing us. Why do you think they go to such lengths to destroy the marketplaces, even set tingfires on them?”

Maria took a deep sigh. She disliked Maya in every way, from her brazen impudence towards everyone who was her superior to her rude, perverse, and violent personality to her hatred of everything right and normal about Yugioh and everything. She was Lucifer, wildly trying to grasp the cosmos to bend it to her pride and will.

But Maya had a point. She knew Kaiba loved her, that he would always defend her and never put her in danger. But when Seeker attacked her, he let her get disqualified. Only Maya stepped up to her and saved her. She despised owning a debt to someone like Maya but her doubts of Kaiba’s love overpowered those feelings. Perhaps Kaiba was just testing her or being fair, not to give her any advantage over anyone else. She hoped.

She said, “A compromise, maybe?”

Maximus nodded curtly. He put his foot down on the matter. “We should duel each other, but each team can only duel another team only once per day. No one can leave Luxor. We need to stick together. Everyone agree?”

“Aye!” The group chanted. The meeting was over.

All teams dispersed. Our protagonists wandered the village to find a shelter from the sun’s blazing heat. The day was especially hot. Sweat poured over their heads so much it sometimes got in their eyes, blinding them.

“Have you guys noticed that Heishin, the Egyptian governor, lets the tournament go on in spite of the Ghouls wrecking his country?” Yukio said, wiping huge beads of sweat off his forehead. “Furthermore, his soldiers always come to stop the Ghouls a little too late, when all the damage has been done.”

“Heishin may be in league with the Ghouls.” Maya concluded. “It’s not uncommon for politicians to make deals with organized crime.”

Sophia interjected, “That makes so sense. The tournament attracts more tourists. Egypt makes a big profit just accommodating us duelists. Why would Heishin sabotage his own profits?”

Against Sophia’s doubts Maya could only repeat a point she made before, “Heishin may be working with someone else who has other motives.”

The team kept pondering their thoughts as they looked for shelter. It wasn’t easy because heckles kept breaking their concentration. “Come buy alabaster jar! Three dollars! No hassle! No hassle!” The team had no choice but to run away to escape the hassling.

Their exhaustion, the sweltering heat, worrying about the Ghouls, and the store hecklers started to get to the team. Their blood boiled under the sun. Maya and Yukio sounded more irate while Sophia became more sullen. Her eyes were in pain, the horrors of last night still all too fresh to her. Whenever she looked at someone it was almost as if she was pleading for someone to pity her.

The team briefly stopped under the shade of a palm tree. It was nowhere near a good enough place to stay but they could rest for a while. Maya and Yukio guzzled down bottles of water. When they offered Sophia a bottle she refused despite the heat practically melting her. She seemed to withdraw inside herself like a caterpillar into a cocoon, or worse, like a butterfly returning into a cocoon. Whenever the team bumped into another duelist Sophia would almost cry. The duelist would ask what happened to her, she would answer and ask for a hug, which the duelist would then give. Her melancholy degraded into simpering.

Maybe the broiling heat was too much but Maya had enough. When the team was out of earshot from anyone who knew English, Maya turned around and met Sophia face to face. “You really need some cold water to the face and not from an overpriced bottle. You’re self-pity is revolting and precludes any sympathy given to you. It’s fine to feel terrible but you indulge in your melancholy like it was comfort food. Then you display it publicly, sacrificing your dignity so random people will comfort you. How dare you exploit your assault this way!”

The words stung Sophia as a blast of icy wind. She suddenly felt very cold. She looked even more hurt than before. “I – I don’t understand. W – What are you talking about? What’s wrong with you?” She chocked, holding back tears.

“You honestly think all the people who hugged you actually cared? You think they would really stop Bandit Keith from harassing you or would they enjoy the show?”

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Yukio stepped in. “Can’t you see she’s trying to heal herself?”

“Bull####. She’s exploiting her suffering and weakening herself in the process.” To Sophia, she said, “You’re very privileged people treat you as a lily white delicate flower. I was assaulted too at seventeen. I was coerced into having sex in a punk concert bathroom stall over an unflushed toilet. The man was ten years older, kept grabbing me in places and hurting me even when I told him not to. Nobody gave a #### about me. You know what I did the next day? I got up, went to school, and went to work afterwards. Like nothing happened. Because if I told someone, no one would care. I never got to be a delicate flower.”

Sophia burst into sobs. “Why do you hate me?” She cried out again and again.

“Way to go getting Sophia to like you.” Yukio said.

“She’s training herself to become a victim.” Maya rebuked. “She’ll live a life where she keeps ending up with bad men over and over again and won’t be able to stop the vicious cycle. Sympathetic people aren’t drawn to the vulnerable. Predators are.”

Yukio had enough. “You know what, Maya? You’re like a drug addict, except instead of being addicted to coke you’re addicted to being destructive to yourself and everyone else. I bet a million dollars your entire life will be a story of self-destruction. You delude yourself into thinking you’re some kind of freedom-fighting iconoclast when all you are is a MASSIVE #####!”

“This is coming from an overgrown wannabe rock star manchild who still lives in mommy’s basement. You’re lamer than Jack Black. Blood Velvet is a band name as original and inspiring as Mystic Spiral. You might want to think of changing it. Tell me, Trent Lane, when will Mystic Spiral finally get off the ground and top the charts? When you’re thirty-five? Fifty-five? When you’re dying a nursing home?”

“grape you. You’re an evil person. You’re living proof the Devil is a woman.” Yukio rebuked.

“Don’t flatter me.” Maya shouted over her shoulder as she stormed off.

Yukio tried to put his hand over Sophia’s shoulder to comfort her. “She’s talking more about herself than anyone else.” He said, but she was too distressed to listen to him.

Maya walked only a short distance away. Her rage dissolved into despair. She fell against the wall of a hut, crying. The stakes for her in the tournament, her promise to Hassan, her feelings for Sophia were too much. The black cloud of depression shrouded her vision wherever she walked. Everything looked far worse than it really was but she could never see how things really were. The bright desert looked black as night to her. Where would she go if she lost the tournament? How would she pay her college debts? Her duelist career debts? And even if she won where would she go? Where was her proper place in life?

Worst of all was her guilt. “Sophia.” She moaned, the only thing she could say. She failed to protect Sophia against Bandit Keith. It was all her fault for letting her get kidnapped. The very thought of Sophia being abused again frightened her and seeing Sophia pity herself guaranteed to her it would happen again. She realized she had to confess to herself she yet only knew in her innermost thoughts. She summoned all her courage to speak her knowledge openly to herself. She loved Sophia. Yes, she liked Yukio and Jolene but she loved Sophia, the first person she ever loved.

She felt so worn out and tired. She wanted to die and sleep in a tomb forever, never to be disturbed, but her thoughts were ahead of her as always. She needed to apologize to Sophia. There was no other way around it. She nodded to herself as if she made a point to convince herself and wiped away her tears. The villagers looked at her as if she was insane.

Maya returned to her friends. “Sophia, I’m so sorry. Anger got the better of me. I didn’t know what I was saying.”

Sophia dried her red, raw eyes, but said nothing. She sniffed and crossed her arms in an almost haughty and defiant gesture.

Maya let her knees hit the sand. She was not a religious person but it was as if she was at confession. “Please forgive me. I beg you to forgive me. You are the only person in the world who can put me on my knees. I love you. Seeing what Bandit Keith did to you drove me insane with guilt. I felt like the biggest failure in the world. I don’t want to see you sad. I want to see you happy. You’re smile twinkles more brightly than all the stars of heaven.”

Sophia, moved to sympathy by Maya’s words knelt down across from her. They became equals. “I care for you. I care what happened to you.”

Maya reached into her bag and gave Sophia the rarest card she owned. “It’s called Sophia, Goddess of Rebirth. It’s not the most practical card but it’s definitely one of the strongest. It’s stronger than any god card. It symbolizes what I see in you, buried deep inside you.”

Sophia and Maya hugged.

Our protagonists found a small bedroom under the ownership of a local who loaned it for a few dollars a night. The bedroom, no the whole building, was a hovel and no hotel in any sense. However, it did have a massive, noisy fan, which eased the burden of the oppressive heat.

As they unpacked their bags, Yukio reminded them of the dueling grounds a duelist mentioned to them. Dueling grounds, places people could just hang out and duel for fun, were everywhere but were very popular in poorer towns and countries where duel disks were not frequently imported. The workshop village in Luxor was no exception. It supposedly even had a duel box, an ancient precursor to the massive duel arenas of the old Duelist Kingdom days.

But first things first. Our protagonists took a hearty bite from the portable food they carried and set out to improve their decks. Their opponents would soon know how to counter their tactics. They had to evolve, always exploring new ideas to keep their opponents on their toes. They tweaked and play tested their decks again and again until they were at last satisfied. Exhausted, they fell comatose in their cots, eager to win a victory later tonight.

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Re: YGO CoP 2: A New Dawn

Post by MewMew1989 » Mon Feb 29, 2016 5:50 pm

Rowwdy Yisb wrote:Ayyyy the Miss Fortune card art!

Good work as always dude, just had a lot to catch up on as I hadn't read in a while
No problem! Thank you for your attention and support. I don't have as many fans as other authors, so I really appreciate any devoted reader.

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Post by MewMew1989 » Sun Mar 20, 2016 5:28 pm

Toying around with new deck ideas for Maya and Yukio. Writing the next few chapters is harder than I thought.

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Post by MewMew1989 » Mon May 02, 2016 1:50 am

“MATTHEW CARTER! EXPLAIN THIS TO ME THIS INSTANT!” Heishin roared to Matthew over his desk in the President’s office.

Matthew felt a bead of cold sweat run down from the back of his neck into his fine white suit. His suit, which he wore each time he went to Heishin’s office, was part of the cover of his role as the Ghoul leader. As far as the outside world new, he was the son of a wealth oil contractor, but at the moment he truly wished he was the son of an oil contractor. Life would be so much easier, and more fruitful. He had not avenged his grandfather’s death and he was becoming more impatient each day.

But right now he needed to answer Heishin with excuses of why the Ghouls failed to destroy every duelist in the tournament. Gernand apprentice, the same shady woman Matthew loathed but could not understand, herself dressed in a beleaguering business suit, glanced at him once and Matthew knew what to do. He opened a laptop and started researching the current statistics of every tournament participant. Heishin, apparently, did not know how to use a computer.

He revealed to Heishin his results. “For the record, my Ghouls have actually wiped out most teams. We didn’t just take their Item Cards but literally everything they had, even the clothes from their backs. But three top tier teams remain. Number one is Team Buffalo Chicken, with Mathias, Maximus, and Ivy. Number two is Team Baby Blast Furnace, with Maya, Yukio, and Sophia. And number three is Team Stella, with Stella, Poppy, Luca, Willow, and Dahlia. Right now they’re all in Luxor near the Valley of the Kings.”

Heishin barely let Matthew finish before insisting, “Well, what are you waiting for? Strike them now!”

“We need to regroup.” Matthew stated. “And think up of a better strategy.”

“I’ve had enough. Since you’re so incompetent in dealing with a few stupid Americans, I’m getting my army to deal with the problem myself.” Heishin said, rising from his desk, ready to storm out of the office.

Just before he did so, the apprentice said, “Not so fast.” Her voice was soft and unassuming, but she made Heishins stop in his tracks. She gestured to Matthew encouragingly, “If you will.”

Matthew opened his briefcase, displaying a collection of Yugioh cards to Heishin. “A German team developed a new top tier deck, brand new but already becoming big in the tournament scene. It combines all the best pendulum archetypes out there and counter traps to create a deck that swarm and take out an opponent in one turn and protect itself from monster summon or monster effect. It’s known as a ‘PePe deck.’”

Heishin did not how to play Yugioh, so Matthew, judging his perplexed look, stated simply, “It’s an unbeatable deck, but it will take three days to mass produce it for the Ghouls.”

Heishin waved his hand. “Accepted, but make no mistake, my army will reinforce the Ghouls by disguising as them. Now leave before I change my mind.”

When Matthew was gone Heishin bore his eyes down on the small woman beneath him. “I do not know what your master, Gernand, wants, but I did some of my own research deep into Egypt’s history. I believe I know what he and you want. Sometime during Pharaoh Akhenamkhanen’s reign in the 18th dynasty, the high priests used a spellbook called the Millennium Tome to ward off Assyrian invaders. They slaughtered a graverobber’s village to create seven gold talismans called the Millennium Items. But creating Millennium Items is only one spell in the entire Millennium Tone.”

The apprentice looked amused. “Go on.” She prodded.

“Older in Egypt’s history, perhaps older than Egypt itself, there exists another spellbook, the Book of Isis. The Millennium Tome is, in fact, a corrupted copy of the Book of Isis, which may explain why priests only used one spell. In either case, you and Gernand, your master, want the Book of Isis for its forbidden knowledge and magical spells. Thing is, I do as well.” Heishin patted the walkie-talkie on his waste. “You can maybe beat me one-on-one but not the entire Republican Guard. If you don’t tell me how to get the Book of Isis now, both you and your obese master will be wanted dead in all of Egypt.”

Heishin paused to see what effect his words would have on the small, young woman. She did not even blink. But she conceded, “Could you at least let my master and I copy the writing on the Book of Isis once you get it?”

“Of course.” Heishin smugly answered. “I will have everything I need. Now tell me, do you or your master have any idea how to get the Book of Isis?”

“Yes. Remember the emerald chamber we visited in the Prologue?”

“What Prologue?” The word utterly confused Heishin.

“Nevermind. To receive the Book of Isis, legend says you must defeat and sacrifice the strongest duelist to the Emerald Temple. You do so by beating them in a Shadow Game. Upon your victory, a hidden door in the temple will open and swallow the loser into the depths of the earth. It will then deliver to you the Book of Isis as a testament of your strength and worthiness.”

“And how do I know who the greatest duelist is?”

“Kill the duelist who is brave and stupid enough to challenge you.”

The apprentice’s answer pleased Heishin, for he directed her out of the office.


DAY 4 : 5:38 PM : LUXOR

Maya, Yukio, and Sophia met up with their friends in the dueling grounds. It was a strange experience for Maya. As a pro for four years, she had mostly dueled for prizes in large stadiums, surrounded by a screaming crowd, entombed by their expectations and her manager. She hadn’t dueled casually in a basketball court for a long time and the dueling grounds now before her recalled to her memory simpler times.

In fact, the entire dueling grounds were nothing more than a large rectangle dug into the rock and sand. Maya saw two children kick a small ball around, playing in pure, unsullied delight what looked like soccer, the setting sun casting long, gloomy shadows over their small, thin bodies. A young woman in a simple but elegant hijab, not unlike the ones Maya and her mother used to wear, called the boys home for it was getting dark outside. Something about the setting sun, the children’s long shadows, and the inevitable end of their innocent games made Maya feel very sad.

But there was no time for melancholy. Mathias, Maximus, and Ivy lit every torch surrounding the rectangle pit, hollering, “LET’S GET READY TO RUMBLE!” The crowd of duelists leapt into the air, shrieking in such excitement Sophia covered her ears. And the celebration and games began.

Duelists fought against each other, every little move cheered, booed, or debated on. It reminded Maya of rabid cacophony in the stadiums in America, yet here all the excitement of a world championship duel reveled in a tiny box in the middle of the desert. Villagers came to the dueling grounds, lighting a fire, playing their flutes, and dancing as if to complete the festivities.

There was something surreal about the women dancing around the fire. They looked so wild against the backdrop of the twilight valley, holding an aura so dark and sinister yet so playful and lively. The fire seemed to dance with the women, growing larger and larger every passing minute. If the Chicago Stadium was the center of the dueling world, then the village in Luxor was at the very end, tipping over the edge. The sun sank into the underworld, sending the valley and the entire world to its end. Dawn would not bring a new day, but a new world.

Maya acted on impulse, dragging Yukio with her near the fire. The couple fell into a mad dervish, losing themselves into the fiery colors and music. Time and space blurred around them and they fell back, back into the times of Egypt and times long, long past. Every ghost of every era of the land came to the party, their voices coming out through the living. Maya and Yukio crashed into each other and fell on the sand, voraciously kissing each other and groping each other’s bodies.

To Sophia, who watched the spectacle from the third person, they seemed to obliterate each other in their passion, possessing each other so tightly they disappeared into a single person. Their groping sizzled into caresses. Then they got up. Their dance seemed to end as suddenly as it had started, as if they had just recovered from a seizure or a thunderbolt.

A short man ran into Yukio but Yukio, being tall, did not flinch while the short man fell to the sandy floor. He got up, shook his head, and cleaned his glasses. With his long-sleeved shirt, shorts, Beetles haircut, and round thick glasses, he was the epitome of the ‘90s era dork. None other than Mathias had chased him, and when Mathias caught up with him, he shouted, “WEEVIL!!! BUDDY!!!”

Weevil screamed in complete horror, frantically crawling away from his mad pursuer. He unfolded a document from his pants and brandished it in front of Mathias. “I have a restraining order! You’re not allowed to get within two hundred feet of me! You hear?”

“Oh I hear you all right, buddy.” Mathias grinned sadistically. “But your restraining order only applies in Japan. We are in No Man’s Land.”

Weevil scurried behind Yukio. “Rex! Save me!” He desperately pleaded.

“What the hell, Weevil?” Another short mean appeared behind his comrade. He looked like a burnout with his dirty looks, long, unkempt hair, and red beaner. “How’d you get into trouble this time?”

“I- I-“ Weevil was mortally offended. “I don’t get into trouble! Trouble finds me! Now help me escape the big lunatic chasing me!”

Maya and Yukio broke into hysterical laughter. Rex Raptor and Weevil Underwood, universally mocked as the Two Stooges, were the most comically inept duelists to ever live. In the ‘90s they were the butt monkeys of none other than Yugi and Jonouchi themselves, and in the ‘00s they were the butt monkeys of everyone else. How they managed to get into a world championship tournament, let alone any tournament, was a mystery to everyone, but some people suspected that tournament officials let them play only to watch them get humiliated.

With our protagonists incapacitated, Rex and Weevil were left to fend for themselves. Mathias grabbed them both, giving them noogies so hard it burned their skulls.

Maya, utterly baffled, said, “What history do these people have with each other? Actually, I’d rather not know.”

Yukio replied with, “I can only imagine the fanfiction they inspire, or worse.”

Sophia commented, “This is ridiculously inappropriate, and frightening as well.”

“You know what? We agree.” Maya and Yukio said in unison.

Weevil overheard their mockery, so he declared, “You think we’re funny, right? Think we’re nothing more than a laughingstock? We’ll prove you wrong!” He virulently pointed to Maya. “I challenge you to a duel! Right here! Right now!”

Maya burst laughing again, so hard her ribs almost cracked. “Oh, by the Egyptian gods! This is rich! What will I ever do against the mighty Bug Boy? Quick, give me some Raid! I really need the kills-fast, low-irritant kind because by the time the duel is over I’ll be annoyed more than anything else! Life, like Weevil, is too short for clichés, but I’ll indulge in some anyway! Why did Weevil cross the road? To lose a duel! What happens to Bug Boy in China? He gets served!”

Yukio laughed with her. “You’re a very bad woman. But seriously, you’re as funny as Rob Schiender.”

“Shut up, Yukio. You couldn’t make a George Takai pun to save your ass.”

“OH MY!”

The couple laughed a bit more but stopped, falling into awkward silence, when they saw how visibly hurt Weevil and Rex were. Yukio suggested to Maya that they stop and Maya agreed. Maya remembered when she used to be a dorky outcast in high school before she became a pro. She used to lose every duel and everyone made fun of her except Jolene. Back when she was Muslim, around the time the Iraq War broke, an angry classmate tore her hijab out of her hair so violently she shredded it, and Maya ran home crying. No one cared how bad she felt like no one cared now how Rex and Weevil felt.

“Sorry, Weevil.” Maya said. “It’s nothing personal. Even before I was a pro I preferred to duel people better than I was. I sometimes got my ass handed to me but the challenge and struggle far outweighed something as petty as a win-loss outcome. No offense but I don’t think you’ll deliver, and my skepticism is justified. My life is on the line in this tournament but I want to face the best of the best before the finals. Crushing the latest meta decks in the process is a plus.”

“If you think so, then get a hold of this.” Rex showed a total of four Item Cards. “How many do you have?”

Maya and Yukio were too embarrassed to admit Rex and Weevil of all people were ahead of them.

Yukio heeded Weevil’s call. “Weevil, I’ll accept your challenge.” To Maya, he said, “I bet you fifty dollars Rex and Weevil deserve to be taken seriously.”

“Bet accepted. We really need to get all seven Item Cards in the next few days.” To Rex, Maya said, “If your life partner Weevil beats Yukio or puts up a good fight then I’ll duel you next as seriously as I duel a national champion. But if Weevil loses by a landslide I won’t give you a second glance. You have a chance to prove yourself. Sounds good?”

“Accepted.” Rex replied. “But you’re pretty cocky. You’re not a world champion yet.”

“I know my limits, but I doubt you’ll surpass them.” Maya turned to Yukio and kissed him on the cheek. “Good luck, sweetie.” Her voice was sweet and sultry, exaggerated to the point of parody. “I’ll give you Raid if you need some.”

Yukio smirked, replying to Maya’s two-faced words with two-faced words of his own. “Of course, honey. Girls are so scared of bugs anyway.”

Sophia stuck her tongue out and pointed her finger at it.

“EXCELLENT!” Mathias boomed, and he ushered everyone to the center of the rectangle pit. “READY!” Yukio and Rex shuffled and cut each other’s decks. “SET!” They took their stands opposite each other. “LET’S ROCK!”

Weevil: 8000 || Yukio: 8000


“I’ll show you in only one turn how foolish it is to underestimate me, Yukio. I summon Naturia Marron,” a sweet, anthropomorphized Marron with wide blue eyes sprouts. “And set two cards facedown. I use Marron’s effect, sending another Marron from Deck to the Graveyard. You’re move.”

YUKIO’S TURN: “I summon Golbindberg.” A goblin with a red scarf and goggles flies into play in a WWI fighter plane. “And use its effect to summon Elemental HERO Shadow Mist from my hand.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself!” Weevil interjects him. “I activate Naturia Sacred Tree. I tribute Marron to summon Naturia Antjaw from my deck.” Yukio’s Shadow Mist, a shady, caped superhero emerges from the darkness. “Now I use Antjaw’s effect, summoning another Naturia Antjaw from my deck.” Two flying ants swarm Weevil’s field.

“Well I’m not done yet.” Yukio says, resuming his turn. “I use Shadow Mist’s effect to add Mask Change to my hand. “Shadow Mist, attack Antjaw!” His dark hero leaps for one of Weevil’s ants.

But Weevil stops him. “Activate Parasite Invasion! This continuous trap card summons a Parasite Paraside to your field and forces all your monsters to defense position!” A gross bug appears on Yukio’s field, growing wormlike appendages from its back, ensnaring Yukio’s monsters. The parasite drives its limbs through their bodies, polluting them into insect corruptions of their former selves. “Not only that, you can’t Special Summon for the rest of this turn. But don’t feel bad! I gave you a monster!”

Yukio, shocked, curses under his breath. He knows beating Weevil would be hard, but not this hard!

“And speaking of Special Summoning, I my two Antjaws activate. I summon Naturia Fruitfly and Naturia Rosewhip from my Deck.” A colorful fruit fly with eyes of a phlegmatic expression lazily hovers over the field while a thorny rose with sly-looking eyes sprouts from the ground beside it.

Yukio sets a card facedown and calls his turn quits.

WEEVIL’S TURN: “You’re still not taking me seriously, are you?” Weevil becomes indignant. “I can tell. Your set card is probably Mask Change. Did you think I was that stupid? That I couldn’t see through something that obvious? I’ll punish you for your arrogance! I use Fruitfly’s effect to take control of Goblindburg.” The pilot goblin flies over to Weevil’s side.

“Go, Synchro Summon! Rosewhip, Antjaw number one, Antjaw number two, combine together to make Trishula, Dragon of the Ice Barrier!” Rosewhip dissolves into two clear emerald rings and the two Antjaws becomes stars, aligning within the green rings. They all transform into gate of blinding light, and a massive white and blue dragon arrives in the world, covering the arena in a blizzard of snow. “I use Trishula’s effect. Banish three cards!”

“Not quite! Mask Change!” Yukio springs his card. “I replace Shadow Mist with Masked HERO Dark Law!” The shadowy superhero clasps a shining mask, fixing it on its face. Its body melts away and transforms into an even darker superhero. “And since Shadow Mist was sent to my Graveyard, I add Bubbleman to my hand.”

“That’s nice, but Trishula still banishes three of your cards. I choose Dark Law, Shadow Mist, and one card in your hand.” Yukio is about to protest, but then grimly realizes that Trishula doesn’t target cards, so his Dark Law could not dodge the beast.

He moans, “Trishula, not again!” As the ice dragon conjures a severe blizzard, banishing his cards.

Weevil isn’t done. “I summon Naturia Cherries!” Two anthropomorphic cherries with cheerful, youthful faces appear. “I tune Cherries to your Goblindberg and my Fruitfly to Synchro Summon Crimson Blader!” Cherries transform into rings, Fruitfly and Goblindberg align as stars, and a portal opens, allowing the entrance of a tall, fiery swordsman brandishing two humongous swords.

“Let’s get going! Crimson Blader, slay Yukio’s parasite!” The swordsman slices the offensive creature to bits. “If Crimson Blader destroys your monster, you can’t Special Summon a Level 5 or higher monster!” Weevil snorts with glee, a strange, conceited, irritating noise. For an instant, Yukio suddenly wants to punch Weevil in the face. “Trishula! Hit Yukio directly, hard as you can!” Weevil barks. His dragon uses its monstrous wings, sweeping an entire ice storm at Yukio, battering him with frozen fury. (Yukio LP 8000 → 5300)

Maya witnesses the entire spectacle, and her jaw drops. “I think we stand corrected.”

Weevil hops with joy, laughing even more. “I end my turn with a card face down. WHERE’S YOUR RAID NOW!”