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Alter Ego

that evil mod from hell

Age 35
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Seen August 8th, 2010
Posted June 4th, 2010
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If someone had thought Achan's reaction to the tournament pairings overblown, they clearly hadn't accounted for Tacey.

"INCONCEIVABLE!" as the high-pitched scream of pure indignation spread across the square, a number of the people surrounding Tacey practically jumped up in shock while those closer to the stage tried to figure out who the heck had just taken the mic. The girl paid them no heed, however, as she continued venting her rage. First Achan's rude behavior, then the guest speaker had turned out to be none other than the eternal runner-up and insufferable luck-player Jonouchi - seriously, weren't guest speakers supposed to be good duelists? She had expected Kaiba, or Pegasus at least, not this two-bit hack - and as a final slap in the face: these pairings. "This is an outrage!" she fumed indignantly, the crowd wisely parting in front of her as she strode across the square, "My tournament victory is hinged on the success of Arma, that clueless lout with the bad fashion sense, and a bunch of hobby league dropouts I've never even heard of?! Kamekaze? Can't he even spell his own name?! And Cain Ritham? Who in the name of all that is sweet and sugary is that?! I've never heard of these people, have you?!" she glared demandingly at Raymond, who fortunately replied by shaking his head, "Inconceivable." Tacey continued, "Where is that silly little man, Pegasus?! I shall have a word with him about his silly arrangements, I swear! But until then..." the girl gave a decidedly dramatic sigh, "I suppose I shall have to locate my...team." she uttered the word 'team' with quite considerable distaste, "Ewans? Do you see any of the people who have been blessed with my radiant presence for this tournament?" she held up the laptop to the black-haired suit, who watched it intently, memorizing the faces displayed.

"I believe some of them are over there, miss." the guard remarked, pointing at a small clearing in the crowd, occupied by a rather Goth-like teenager who seemed to be holding a sharp object in his hand, "I swear..." Tacey mumbled quietly, "I swear if he's some kind of masochist who cuts himself for pleasure I shall demand a new teammate."

Still, she concluded for herself, she had to at least try making a good first impression. When it came to finding bearable company in this tournament, Achan was obviously a lost cause so she'd at least have to give the others the benefit of the doubt. After all...even rank amateurs could have some kind of manners, right? Besides, that Arma kid was here. She had nothing against the youth personally - were it not for the little fact about his lineage he would actually have been the most tolerable one in the lot - but he represented a rival company and thus, by extension, he was a rival to Tacey as well. This called for an authoritative yet sophisticated and elegant appearance.

"Excuse me." Tacey trilled, wandering over to Rurian and giving him one of her usual dazzling smiles, "Perhaps you could clarify what you intended to do with that?" she pointed a dainty little finger at the dagger in the boy's hand, "I certainly hope that you did not intend to use it on these teammates you mentioned, seeing as how I'm apparently one of them. Tacey Edgeworth." she introduced herself, just in case the boy was as ignorant as Achan and wouldn't know that already. She also extended a hand to him in greeting, hoping that he was a bit more well-versed in manners than the aforementioned, "Pleased to meet you, I'm sure." Perfect, just perfect. She had discreetly made the youth look - and probably feel - rather silly while at the same time maintaining a perfectly polite manner and coming off as lightly witty for having made such a clever little joke. Ohh...she was good.

As for Arma...the girl was currently politely ignoring him. After all, in cases like this it was essential not to let the other party know that you considered them worthy of any special attention whatsoever. She'd treat the boy like anybody else; what a delightful way to show him off.

OOC: And the award for 'The loudest scream'...nah, just kidding. xD Anyways, in case someone is wondering about the bald suit his comeback will be up in the next post. Just couldn't find a way to fit it in naturally at the moment. ^^
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Seen December 13th, 2008
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I looked over at the purple haired girl and replied with a kind response, making sure not to seem ignorant or anything. I shook her hand and spoke."Rurian is my first name. Pleased to meet you, Tacey Edgeworth. You have a great family I've heard. As for the dagger, I don't think it'd be worth my time cutting other people down to pieces. Besides, someone threw this at me."

He put the dagger on his forefinger and started to twirl it. It went faster and faster until he threw it miles away."There, it's gone." He said with a smile. Rurian took his card player off and set in his bag again. Once he reached into the bag he pulled out a pendant that belonged to his mother. With a sigh he almost made a tear go down his face, with the sorrowful look and all. He put it on and returned to his gleaming self.

"It's a great day to be a duelist." He muttered. He was right. It was the day of a tournament, no rain clouds above him, and best of all, he was gonna get to try out his duel disk and find great challengers. "Yep, a great day. Oh and I'm also not a Goth, In case you were thinking I was." Rurian turned on his heels and waited. Where was Achan? Where was Tyler? Where was Cain? "Where is everyone else...?" He spoke softly to himself.

OOC: Horrible post! All I've got to say!


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In a House
Seen March 20th, 2016
Posted January 22nd, 2010
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((Jeez, everyone's always voting me in as funniest RPer. What's with that? BTW, I just received word that someone else wants to sign up, so I'm going to have to Deus Ex Machina their character in when they actually appear.))

IC:

Achan was almost fifteen feet away from Tacey when his foot made contact with that of another pedestrian, sending him sprawling painfully to the ground. As the ground rushed up to meet him, Achan felt a painful stab to his gut as the wind rushed from his lungs. "Guh..." he managed to gasp as he rolled over to stare at the two thugs above him. One was about the size of a tractor trailer, and wore a country-style outfit to match. The other's height was about equal to that of a three foot four inch tree. As that particular simile made its way through Achan's head, it didn't escape his notice that it basically meant the guy was three foot four and was wearing what appeared to be some kind of pinstripe suit. If any air had remained in Achan's lungs, he would have groaned. He was being assaulted by a midget gangster and a farmboy. Brilliant.

"Hey, you. Mr. Tiny." The farmboy growled in a heavy southern drawl, cracking his knuckles.

"Yeah, short stuff." The gangster-midget added in a surprisingly high-pitched squeak.

Achan rolled his eyes as he attempted to pull himself to his feet. The farmboy smashed a boot barely inches away from his face and Achan lowered himself to the ground slowly, deciding that challenging the Australopitecene beast and his tiny accomplice wasn't worth it right at the moment. "What do you want?" he managed to whisper breathlessly.

The giant and his friend looked at each other for a moment and nodded before returning their gaze to Achan. "We want to duel you," said the big one.

The little one snickered. "Yeah, duel you."

That was too much. Achan stared at the two in disbelief. "You tripped me and then threatened me with physical violence to force me to play a game with you? Why, in the name of all that is savory and filled with spice, didn't you just ask me? What are you, idiots?"

At that, the farmboy burst into tears. "Bwa-ha-ha-ah! Bwaah! Snivel, hic... you meanie!" He cried, his tears falling to the ground. "You're such a little-"

Achan pulled himself upright just in time to see the midget gangster cover his partner's mouth. "Ssh! No swearing! The pigs are everywhere!" he hissed.

Achan stared. He was looking at a pair of insane duelists with no brain. It was at that very moment something vaguely like an idea clicked in his own. "Okay, I'll duel you," he began.

"Alright then, I'll go first and I summon-" the farmboy began before his partner leaped in front of him. "You're much too slow for this kind of work. I'll-"

Achan coughed loudly, interrupting the two. "As I was saying, I'll play you, but only if we make it a four-thousand-point match and you tell me where this person is." He flipped out his handheld and pointed to Michel's picture. "The GPS on this thing isn't all that accurate."

The two antagonists stared at each other for a moment before nodding. "I'll duel ya." the farm boy replied, before reaching into a tote bag he was carrying and removing a duel disk, which he strapped onto his left arm.

Achan held out his inactive disk. For a moment, the two stood there silently, each contemplating the other's expression. (Okay, so only Achan was really contemplating the other's expression, the farmer dude was really just wondering why Achan liked sunglasses.) Then, as if they had reached a consensus, both duelists activated their disks with the familiar call: "Let's Duel!"

Achan immediately drew his cards. "I'll go first." he stated, before taking stock of his hand.

Duelist: Achan

Hand: Wandering Hero, Shrink, Ring of Destruction, Wandering Beast, Wandering Healer


Achan reached over to his deck, immediately drawing a single card, which he added to his hand.

Draw Phase->>>> Wandering Mage

"Okay, let's start this off." Achan stated matter-of-factly, before placing his Wandering Hero on the correct slot of his duel disk. "I summon A Wandering Hero!"

Immediately, the air in front of Achan began to shimmer as a brown-cloaked warrior who resembled the figure that his conscience had become took form in front of him. The warrior gave a wordless battle cry before drawing his blade from its sheath. Achan nodded. "And what's a warrior without his weaponry? Well, I guess he's still a warrior, but nevermind that! The point is, with a weapon he is much more dangerous! Therefore, my Wandering Hero gets to pull an equip spell card from my deck, and in this case I think I'll choose his sword: Excalibone, blade of the Wandering Hero!"

The blade in the hero's hand began to glow white-hot as it transformed into a much longer and sharper blade that seemed to be hewn from bone. Its pommel stone was now a grinning human skull. With a snort, the hero turned to face the opposing player. Achan selected one last card from his hand. "I place one card face-down and end my turn." With that, the air shimmered as a gigantic version of the back of Achan's card materialised.

The Farm Boy sneered. "That thing's got a snowflake's chance in hell of beatin' me," he snorted, his eyes black and piglike. "I summon my Harpie Queen!"

Once again, the air shimmered as a green-haired female in a purple jumpsuit materialised. Her hands and feet were replaced with birdlike talons, and her back carried a pair of enormous green wings. She bared her pointed teeth and snarled. Her piglike owner placed a card from his hand on the field. "I also activate Axe of Despair!"

The area near the Harpy began to glow as a large, iron axe appeared. The Harpie itself grabbed it, before straightening up and screeching. Her owner pointed at Achan. "Harpie Queen will attack your Wandering Hero!"

Achan steeled himself as he tapped a button on his duel disk. "Reverse Card, open! Ring of Destruction!"

The face-down card on the field shot upward, revealing a card that depicted a ring of fire. The card glowed momentarily before transforming into a flashing collar that attached itself to the Harpie Queen's neck. The beast screamed wildly as she attempted to remove it. Achan rolled his eyes. "Ring of destruction destroys one monster on the field, and we both lose life points equal to its attack. Sorry, farm boy."

The oversized thug had just enough time to scream as the harpie exploded, releasing a white light that covered the field. Immediately the life point counters on both his duel disk and Achan's dropped to eleven hundred.

Achan smirked as he pointed at the farm boy. "My turn. Wandering Hero, direct attack."

The Hero nodded before leaping forward and slashing his opponent, bringing the farm boy's life points to zero. With that, the duel was over. Both disks deactivated. Achan walked over to his defeated opponents. "So, do you know where my partners are?"

The Midget nodded and pointed to Michel, who was standing mere feet away, along with Tacey and some other kid Achan didn't know the name of but remembered the picture of in his palm pilot. Achan slapped his head. "Figures..." he moaned, just as the farm boy swung a hefty haymaker at him. Achan dropped to his feet, barely avoiding the punch. "Hey!"

The farm boy sobbed as he swung his meaty fist again. "That was my first time! You meanie!"

This time, Achan stepped aside, once again avoiding the fist. "Hey! Careful, you could really hurt someone." he reprimanded to no avail. His meaty opponent continued swinging as Achan ducked and weaved, narrowly avoiding each punch. Finally, the huge fist grazed Achan's face. He staggered back just as his sunglasses fell to the ground. Before he could pick them up, the big guy simply stamped, crushing them.

Achan stared in shock for a moment before some deep-seated force galvanised him into action. Grabbing his assailant's wrist, he twisted it painfully before flipping the heavier man over his shoulder. There was an audible snap as the farmer screamed "AH! MY WRIST! MY WRIST!" and the crowd broke around Achan, leaving him a clear path towards his team mates. As he strode forward, he removed a spare set of sunglasses from his pocket and placed them on his face as a thought crossed his mind. Wow. Guess that Akido elective I took paid off.

x x x x

Alter Ego

that evil mod from hell

Age 35
Touhou land, grazing danmaku all the way
Seen August 8th, 2010
Posted June 4th, 2010
5,751 posts
17.9 Years
OOC: ACC, after officially giving the pointy-haired guard screen time in an RP, how could you expect me not to vote for you? I <3 the pointy-haired guard. I mean come on, who could forget the legendary "Attention mother!" speech at the end of Abridged season one? *Sniff* That was so touching... ;_;

Anyway, that's Axe of Despair; not Destruction. ;D Aaaand you so did that just to let Achan show off his wanderer, you big, meanie, wanderer-shower-offer person. xP

IC:

Tacey perked up a little at Rurian's response. He had heard of the Edgeworths, that was a good start, and unlike Achan this boy seemed familiar with the concept of a handshake. Of course, a true 100% gentleman of the highest order would have performed a flourishing bow and kissed the hand, but that would have been getting her hopes up a bit too much. Besides, the girl wasn't even quite sure if she wanted that level of courtesy from someone who looked like...well, that. What struck her was not really the Gothic look - in fact, those accessories of his were pretty well picked, although they'd look incredibly tacky on her - as much as the strikingly white hair...and the scar. Assurance or no, Tacey had not completely ruled out the prospect that the boy might have had a thing for cutting himself. This being the case, she was quite relieved to see him dispose of the dagger - even though he did it in a typically male, show-offish fashion.

"Someone threw that at you?" she echoed at the remark about the dagger's origin, completely oblivious to the boy's little angst episode, "Well, if you see the person who did it, just tell me and I'll have my bodyguards deal with him. No need to thank me for it." she added before the youth was given any opportunity to respond, "Since we're supposed to work as a team we might as well keep each other alive, don't you agree?"

"AGREED FULL-HEARTEDLY, MISS!" Raymond boomed from the background, throwing caution to the winds, "WHEN I CATCH THIS MISCREANT I SHALL FLOG-" he caught the warning glare this time, correcting himself, "I mean, with your ladyship's permission, I would volunteer to flog the person responsible for-"

"No." Tacey interrupted, sounding slightly on edge, "For the last time Raymond: no flogging. It is very uncouth and not at all acceptable in modern society."

"But..." the suit whimpered, sounding very much like a small child who had just had a dear toy confiscated, "...would, would I at least be allowed to hang him from the ceiling by his thumbs until-?"

"Raymond..." the girl's tone rose alarmingly, but before it could erupt another voice interjected. Specifically, two of them:

"Let's Duel!"

One glance at the person closer to them was enough to squash all expectations of an interesting duel that Tacey might have held, however. One of the duelists was none other than that rude little boy with the straw hat. The girl haughtily turned her head elsewhere, letting out an indignant but suitably ladylike noise of disapproval, clearly indicating that she didn't want to pay any attention to this particular duel.

"I summon A Wandering Hero."

Well, so much for zero attention. The moment Tacey heard the name of a completely unknown monster called, her eyes were once again glued to the piece of pavement that had now become a dueling field, just in time to catch sight of what looked like the monster version of Heman materializing and pulling out an equally grotesque equip spell of some kind. How fitting for a vulgar lout like Achan, but still...there was no doubt that those cards weren't an official release, perhaps they were even one of kind, like...Tacey felt a sting of envy, just like hers. No, this couldn't be. This-this affront to civilization, this bargain-bin digger, couldn't possibly possess a deck comparable to hers. It couldn't be so. She wouldn't LET it be so. In no way could Achan be her equal. The boy must have stolen those rare cards, that was the only possible explanation. Well, this match proved nothing about his dueling skills, at least. His opponent was a country hick with the intellect of a donkey's rear end and about as much in the way of dueling skills, the fact that he had ended his first turn with an empty field was enough proof of that. She would drag the truth out of Achan, even if she had to-

"Miss?"

Although initially annoyed at the interruption, Tacey's expression returned to sunny as she noticed that it was none other than the bald suit, and judging by the lack of nervous fidgeting it appeared that his little mission had been a success.

"I take it you delivered my message, like I asked?" the girl inquired in her usual sweet tone, receiving a nod in response.

"As instructed, miss." the suit replied, "The gentleman sends his regards."

"Oh, does he now?" Tacey's smile widened slightly as she gave the suit an approving nod, the likes of which one might give to a dumb dog who had just pulled off a surprisingly clever trick, "Very good, Ewans. On standby you go then." Michel might have mistakenly equated the 'message' with the feigned shake-up attempt, but that - even as her smile remained as sweet as ever, the inner Tacey was grinning maliciously and high-fiving with Curran, Pikeru sulking in the background - would be the second mistake he'd make in this tournament (the first being that he had even entered). The real 'message' was a tiny but oh-so-handy electronic device, planted on the unsuspecting youth's duel disc. On the outside it appeared to be little more than one of the countless small but incredibly important components of the holo-projector, but the moment he activated that disc to duel...Curran gave a stereotypical villain's laugh in her mind, well, suffice to say that it would give Tacey a suitable edge should they end up face-to-face in the finals.

"Well, then..." the girl remarked as the bald suit melded into the scenery with surprising efficiency for a man of his stature and appearance, "I suppose we shall have to find the remaining two...Daniels and...Ritham, was it? But first-"

"Your beverage, miss."

"Well, it's about time, Rufus." Tacey replied, completely unbothered by the sudden appearance of the spiky-haired suit holding out a bottle of mineral water and a plastic cup in one hand and three sticks of kebab wrapped in white paper in the other, "I was on the verge of sending someone to look for you."

"Sorry, miss." Rufus replied, "A few children on the way mistook me for a duelist and tried to badger me into a game. I'm afraid that carrying these things made child grabbing techniques a bit more difficult than usual."

"No matter." Tacey replied nonchalantly, accepting the bottle and pouring a bit of its contents into the cup, daintily sipping at the water "Oh, and when you hand those-" she nodded at the kebab sticks, "To that boy make sure that you get a 'thank you'." the last phrase was considerably more poignant than the rest of her words, clearly aimed at Achan whom Tacey - for all other practical reasons - was still treating like air, "He seems to have forgotten the significance of that phrase. Now, as I was saying..." she addressed the statement at Rurian and Michel, "Perhaps we should seek out the rest of our lovely little clique so we can get this silly little tournament on its way?"
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In a House
Seen March 20th, 2016
Posted January 22nd, 2010
1,823 posts
16.6 Years
OOC: Um... guess I didn't make it clear that Hero isn't all that muscular... he can't be because *ACK! SPOILER! SPOILER!*. Anyway, thanks for teh votes0rz. I'll be sure to defend my title... In America. (And Canada). I need to remember to vote Raymond as "Funniest Male RP Character"

IC: Achan walked up to his team mates just as the suit arrived. Achan was careful to act like he wasn't paying attention as he heard Tacey instruct the older man to hand him the kebabs and "Make sure he got a thank you.", an easy feat due to his extensive experience as a compulsive daydreamer. Well, then, that was one thing he knew about Tacey: She was imperious, manipulative, and generally a nasty person. Not only that, but she was prejudiced. Her opinion of him hadn't changed for better or worse after his little display, as far as he could tell. And it seemed to him as if those guards of hers... the guards! Achan snapped his fingers in realization. This was a spoiled little rich girl he was thinking about here. Take away the servants and she squeals like a stuck pig. And that was exactly what Achan planned to do, if he was able.

Achan was shaken out of his reverie as the spiky-haired suit Tacey had sent on an errand walked up to him, Kebabs outstretched. Achan accepted, politely acknowledging him as an equal. "Thanks. You're really too kind." The guard turned to go, but before he could leave, Achan tapped his shoulder. "Psst!"

The suit turned, confused. "What?"

"What did you say your name was again?" Achan asked, smiling.

"I didn't. It's Rufus." the suit replied, sighing.

Achan stared at him. "Listen, Rufus. Do you actually like working for her?"

Rufus shrugged. "It pays the bills, and gives me an excellent chance to practice my child-grabbing skills."

Achan blinked in surprise. "Child-grabbing? Get out. The last reigning master hasn't had any students for the last four years!"

Rufus was pleasantly surprised. Not many payed attention to the little-known martial art of child-grabbing. "Well, it's a good thing I studied under him seven years ago."

Achan's eyes widened beneath his glasses. "Hey, when you're off-duty, want to go get some coffee or something? My treat. In case you haven't noticed, I haven't made too many friends today."

Rufus smiled. "You and me both, but unfortunately Miss Edgeworth's security comes first. I do have some spare time tomorrow, though."

Achan's brain began working furiously. "Great, that's perfect. Oh- and tell 'Miss Edgeworth that I said that she'd better watch out. I wasn't really in this tournament for anything other then the free trip before, but now? I'm totally going to beat her, just to prove that I'm not the idiot she seems to think I am."

Rufus stared at him. "No way! I've got a job to think about. Tell her yourself."

Achan nodded "Fair enough."

With that, the two parted ways, though Rufus didn't notice the note Achan had plastered to his back. The one reading "Hey Tacey- In America, nobility is outlawed!" scrawled in black permanent marker. Achan smiled malevolently. Giving into his evil side had its benefits as well. Ignoring Tacey pointedly, he walked up to the older duelist in the blazer. "Michel, I presume? Hey. Want a kebab?"

x x x x

Phanima

That servant of the evil one

Seen October 11th, 2011
Posted February 12th, 2010
1,566 posts
17.3 Years
OOC: Hmm, Tacey's one evil lass, but I do have an inkling as to what she's done. Very sly girl. Michel on the other hand is oblivious, but he is opening up to the others, sort of.

IC: “Michel, I presume? Hey. Want a kebab?”

The straw hatted teen had approached Michel after having several words with one of Tacey’s guards. Edgeworth herself had begun a muted conversation with one of her other suits that Michel could all to well but remember from their previous encounter.

He watched the three other duellists who had finally arrived and rehearsed in his mind what he had learnt about them from his company. That was to say, until he was interrupted by one of the very people he was mulling over.

The Hawaiian totting clothes rack held out one of the skewers he had received from one of Edgeworth’s bodyguards, whose name had come to be known as Rufus, from the conversation he had overheard only moments ago. The tattered and worn blazer wearer had been leaning against the very statue Rurian had been propped upon, during his assassination attempt and quick retaliation. Pushing himself up against the stone sculpture, Michel stepped up to face his newly arrived team mate, where the well seasoned stick remained wafting before him.

This guy’s duel didn’t show much of his talent, but I suppose that farm boy excuse of a duellist didn’t provide much initiative. His deck on the other hand...so, he’s using the cards he won in that competition in the tournament. I suppose this would’ve been expected, but I still have to make sure I witness another match of his where he has to draw out more of his deck. I can’t risk duelling him without any information on those cards he has…

Michel gave the younger boy a hard stare. He looked harmless enough, but personally gave him the impression of one of those underdog duellists, who appeared meek and unsorted at first but could pull out massive wins under pressure. There were too many unknown factors in the equation. He had all three duellists; Rurian, Achan and Tacey, profiled in sufficient detail within his company’s catalogue. This provided him with a distinctive edge in the competition, but one aspect of their profiles would always fall into the unknown; their decks. Despite their profile’s information on previous deck constructions and strategies, Michel couldn’t rely on past information as a reliable source. He had suspected that most, if not all of them, had already altered their decks in one way or another for the new tournament. This set back his attempts in minimising the amount of risks in the tournament, but also increased the probability of encountering a scenario he had not yet planned, eliminating all predetermined assessments. Michel abhorred what was known as chance, and despite knowing that the game of Duel Monsters relied heavily on probability, he still took measures in calculating possible scenarios and outcomes that could reduce the dangerous risks of the game.

“Keep the stick. I’m not hungry.”

The tattered rebel blazer replied in a flat tone that hid his hardened thoughts and irritated expression. The boy Smith, had only shown a fraction of his new deck and with his noticeable attitude towards Tacey, could prove to be a useful ally. He still hadn’t assessed Edgeworth’s motives and her erratic behaviour only added to the difficulty of discerning her thoughts and who she truly was. There was an air about her that gave him the tolerance to accept her current conduct, but knew that it was solely due to her connection to Edgeworth Electronics. Then there was Kamekaze, who had learnt little about since their first meeting. His behaviour also struck him as unpredictable and his attention span seemed too distracted for Michel’s liking. Added to this, he had yet to meet the other two members of their six man cell; Daniels and Ritham, and could not measure their attitudes in detail without direct confrontation.

This situation is too limited. My chances of succeeding are too low, and not enough to pursue actively. Haah…I guess I have no choice, I’ll have to abandon the plan and improvise. There’s nothing else I can do without compromising myself even further than I have. Damn it…

His anger had once again flared, and he was struggling to remain composed in front of the team. He had lost so early in, and had nothing to support him otherwise. The only cause for his presence at the tournament now, derived from his desire to take down everyone else around him. The plan had been revived once but before he had taken into account outside factors, which was inevitably his own fault for being unprepared. His team mates were completely irrational, and for him, discerning their thoughts would prove to be close to impossible.

Sitting down, Michel hung his head between his shoulders as his arms weighed down against his thighs. All three duellists; Rurian, Achan and Tacey stood before him, occupied with the others around them or contemplating their own thoughts in their own minds. He knew that the basis of the game relied on chance, and knew he would be taking some whenever he duelled, but it had now come down to a simple decision on his behalf, whether or not he was ready to take a risk. His head throbbed and his eyes had closed in order to remove any visual distractions, while his thoughts became his predominant focus.

All of his previous thinking and decisions provided him with enough support to get him to where he was now, and without any chance of him losing out. The situation, his team mates and the dangers of the unknown, had come together into the same scenario from where he currently stood. It had all happened in an instant and he was for the first time, unprepared. Realising this, Michel came to his definite decision.

“Hey Smith, I'll take that wrap back.”
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Frostweaver

Ancient + Prehistoric

Age 34
Male
Canada
Seen September 11th, 2016
Posted July 30th, 2016
8,246 posts
19.7 Years
OOC: wait a sec, I don't have any characters, so I can't be OOC. Either way, you know that I'm here because I want to see teenagers role play their imagination into playing a children's card game. Besides that, ACC has always been someone I know (sort of XD) so I'm just here to take a peek. Can I just randomly make a comment?

Those decks are horribly realistic that I imagine if I'm to see an actual children's card game, I maybe reading tourney reports rather than a roleplay. Realistic deck is nice, but sometimes you gotta utilize luck *slightly within moderation* to make the duel interesting to play with. All those deck staples like ring of destruction in a roleplay deck is honestly scaring me a bit.

Just to remind every roleplayer that fact when they are writing... you are roleplaying, not card gaming. Remember,



the "heart of the cards" is with you

In America
In a House
Seen March 20th, 2016
Posted January 22nd, 2010
1,823 posts
16.6 Years
OOC: Frostweaver... um... we have a PM system and an OOC thread for this roleplay for just this kind of post...

Point taken. Luck does need to come into play to make these duels exciting. But luck comes into play often enough with these decks on their own that it doesn't need to be as luck-based as the series has it. Basically, every facedown card may as well have been "I activate Deus Ex Machina*!" and nobody really wants that all the time. But yes, your comment is well appreciated. EVERYONE LISTEN TO FROSTWEAVER! NOW!

Long Overdue IC:

Achan's face fell as Michel refused his kebab. What the heck was it with rich people and kebabs? Was middle-eastern food considered taboo or something? Or was it the fact that he was the one who had offered it? Rich people. Hmph! The world would be just fine without them in his opinion. The least they could do was be civil enough to accept his humble gift of a kebab. Disgusted, Achan turned to go just as Michel said "Hey Smith, I'll take that wrap back.”

Achan's mouth dropped for a moment before he quickly closed it in surprise. Smiling, he handed the kebab to Michel just as a conspicuous beeping noise emanated from his pocket. Removing the GPS device, Achan activated it and stared at the screen. "This thing has E-Mail too?" he muttered to himself as he saw the flashing "You've Got Mail!" message written in bright, cheery letters across the screen. Removing the stylus on the back, he tapped the mail icon.

Team Seven:

This mail is to inform you that we have discovered a miscalculation in our team divisions, and one team is currently comprised of nine members. In order to rectify this situation, we are sending a member of their team over to yours. Expect their info to be plugged into your system very soon.

-The Tournament Administrative Staff


Achan groaned. "Great- yet another team member to track down in one of the three biggest cities in America. I bet Pegasus pulled this little trick on purpose just so he could use hidden cameras to record our reactions."

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OOC: We had a PM system? o.o *Shock* Anyways, I agree that the OOC thread is probably the best place for this sort of stuff. Regardless, Frostweaver's presence in this thread has earned it precisely twenty-seven coolness points. Rejoice. :3 But...I thought ACC banned the heart of the cards? =O Anyway, Tacey hates playing deus ex machina style (Just look at the bashing Joey got. XD) but yeah, I see what you mean about luck, emphasis being on moderation.

Oh, and I notice that someone has taken...liberties with an NPC of mine. Fine, but just remember that he's a bit too concerned about his own health (And future career as a professional child grabber) to risk double-crossing Tacey. My little girl rules by fear. >D

IC:

Tacey was in a huff. Not only had these louts had the nerve to completely ignore her - Arma was particularly vexing; didn't he realize that she was the one who was supposed to be doing the ignoring? How dare he try to upstage her like that? - but to top it all off, Rufus was fraternizing with the enemy. She gave the spiky-haired suit her trademark 'Get the hell over here right this minute' stare, and he fortunately had enough in the way of survival instinct to act on it, wandering over while trying not to look overly guilty.

He wasn't doing a very good job at it.

"Rufus..." Tacey began in the kind of dangerously sweet voice that never led to good things.

"Y-yes, miss?" stoic though he was, the spiky-haired suit was also all too adept at noticing his employer's mood swings.

"I don't believe I heard 'thank you'." the girl remarked calmly, "At least...not from the boy who's now playing good Samaritan with something that wasn't bought with his money." she raised her voice a bit at the last bit, just enough so it would be clearly audible for Achan and Michel, "Americans have a rather quaint idea of what good manners are, wouldn't you say?"

"I wouldn't know, miss." the suit replied noncommittally, a tiny bead of sweat betraying his facade. This was nothing but a calm before the storm, and the longer the build-up the worse it would be when it broke free.

"I see." Tacey continued calmly, slowly walking over to the suit's side - her eyes not ceasing their calculating stare for a moment - "Then I suppose you are equally unaware of what you have right HERE!" her hand suddenly lunged at Rufus' back, snatching away the note with speed and strength far more formidable than what one would have expected from someone as dainty-looking as Tacey.

"In America, nobility is outlawed." Tacey repeated monotonously, her eyes drilling back into the suit for a few more painstaking moments before she suddenly marched over to Achan, turning her eyes to directly meet the boy's and giving him a menacing stare which bore a disturbing similarity to a doll's. Well, better make that a voodoo doll's.

"I take it, this is your idea of fun?" the girl continued calmly, not relinquishing her stare for a moment as she handed the note over to Achan, "Since you seem to have an issue with me, Mr.Smith, why don't you let it all out right now? I would hate to think that there's something you think about me that you wouldn't dare say to my face." her voice was so completely devoid of anger and malice that only a true fool would not have noticed what an unstable position Achan had just managed to place himself in. A storm was on the horizon, and the boy had just foolishly seated himself straight on its path. Behind Tacey, the suits were all subtly making some distance between themselves and the soon-to-be battlefield. Even Raymond had caught onto this one and very wisely didn't volunteer to flog anyone, although considering the girl's current state of mind, she might very well come to ask for him to do it. Tacey was always temperamental, but she hadn't been pushed this far over the edge in a long while; most people in her vicinity knew better than to do that, and judging by the state of things someone was going to find out why.
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The straw hatted teen seemed disgruntled by Michel’s refusal but immediately lit up as he changed his decision. Despite his lack of hunger or liking of the food, the older teen decided it was best to show case his appreciation and took a rough bite as he sat back down, just as his tropical friend pulled out his own GPS computer. It had made a sound, signalling the use of its e-mailing function. Michel knew the standards of these devices since he had gotten acquainted with his immediately after receiving it, and had already sent several e-mails to certain individuals associated with his company. Achan then announced what the e-mail had detailed, explaining to an extent that there six man team would now become seven.

He ignored his own device’s alert, knowing the same message would be displayed. Besides, he had become much more interested in another confrontation between his self proclaimed rival and the boy to whom he had just addressed.

Tacey seemed furious, but she was doing well in appearances to suppress it. Her attitude towards him appeared to be one of passive loathing, and the feeling was mutual on his behalf. She seemed determined not to acknowledge his existence and he was conetent in doing the same.

Several words not only confined to her conversation with her bodyguard could be heard. Michel could feel her cold attention draw towards him and Achan as she confiscated a note from her guard’s hands. Acknowledging the situation, she strode over towards the still smiling straw hat before calmly addressing him in a dangerously dominating manner.

Michel remained seated as the girl began confronting their other team mate. He decided he would promote his newfound alliance in the current conflict, but decided to wait out the boy’s response to the girl’s demands. He needed both of them, along with Rurian, Cain and Tyler, and not to mention they’re seventh team member, to get along, to an extent. He didn’t really care about what the group’s relationships were like, as long as they weren’t distracted from his goal of getting to the finals. That was all he needed. However, knowing how proud and stubborn Tacey could be and how strong willed Achan was, the mutual disdain shared between them had to be kept under control. Michel realised that he would have to step in if things got out of hand between the two. The opportunity also allowed him to promote himself out of concern for his team mates, thus strengthening his position in the group. His intentions were nothing more than a façade, but it would help him nonetheless. Besides, he was already dealing with emotional people, and because of them, he had become restrained, something he didn’t tolerate too well.

This reaction should be entertaining. I wonder what Smith will do.

With his back against the stone sculpture behind him, Michel sat back to watch the argument unfold between the two, while remaining alert for any opportunity to exploit the group’s dynamics. He also gave a quick glance over to Rurian who was still standing his ground. The rebel blazer still hadn’t discerned the Goth’s way of thinking as much as he would have liked, but seeing as how his face would become heated at the sight of the girl he had seen earlier waving towards them, taking advantage of this situation didn’t present much difficulty.

As he prepared to witness the entertaining dispute, the sound of his own GPS computer caught his attention. He had already received the e-mail from the tournament administration about the group exchange, so the only other expected message was from Arma Tech. However, he had not expected a reply as soon as it had come, something unexpected must have happened.

Reaching into his bag, Michel retrieved his sounding computer and checked his inbox. Two e-mails had been stored, one from the tournament administrators and the other from an unknown sender. Moving as discreetly as possible as to not warrant any attention from the other three, Michel briefed the message and immediately shut down the device. Pocketing the computer, Michel disposed of what was left of the kebab he had taken a single bite out of and returned his attention to the current dispute.
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Achan felt the anger of Tacey, of that there was no doubt. His own anger, however, was ignited almost instantly and flamed up to match it. In the back of his mind, he could see the vampire-like figure that symbolized his own inner devil sharpening a thin blade, while in the background the Hero who was his conscience stepped back, allowing his longtime foe to take the front seat at this display of burning rancor. "So, you want me to say what I think of you, do you?" Achan challenged, as a gust of wind knocked his hat to the ground and revealed his fiery-red hair, which seemed to burn as he spoke, his lips dripping with contempt, "You're a spoiled little rich girl with overconfidence that makes me sick and a mouth that'll get you in trouble someday. I can see why your precious daddy hired so many bodyguards for you. With your attitude you'd eventually make somebody angry enough that they wouldn't care that you're a little girl. They'd just beat you up and be done with it. That's the only reason I haven't paid you back for that slap earlier. What? Did you expect me to be afraid just because the big, bad Tacey got a little angry? People like you make me sick." With that, he turned and spat over his shoulder, an international gesture of extreme contempt.

It was at this point that Achan's conscience attempted to make a comment. Um... do you think we should-

Ssh! the devil hissed, his perfectly imagined eyes gleaming red, It's getting really good out there!

Achan raised his left arm, revealing his duel disk, as if to challenge Tacey to a battle. Then, without warning, he lowered it and bowed his head, as if he was consumed by guilt. "But... we're team mates now. Like it or not, we're going to drag each other down if we continue fighting like this. There has to be an end to it somewhere. Look, I'm not saying we should be friends, but we can at least work together, right? Besides, you probably wouldn't want me as a friend if I offered you the choice. I guess what I'm trying to say here is... I'm sorry." His voice slightly broke at the last two words. Then, as an afterthought, he added "And thanks. For the kebab, I mean."

The inner devil was stumped. Wha... How...

And in his mind's eye, Achan high-fived his conscience. And you thought I was going to do something stupid. If we don't make it to the finals, I lose my one and only chance to take Tacey down for good. Why on earth would I do anything that would compromise that?

The inner devil slapped his forehead. Oh. So that's why. Duh!

OOC: Yes, Achan's imagination is this vivid, but no, Hero and Vampire aren't duel spirits. (Oh man, I'm going to bet that nobody saw that coming. XD)

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That wasn’t very entertaining.

Michel remained seated as he watched Achan’s response. He had grown excited after seeing the star hat’s initial flared reaction, but was quickly disappointed when he apologised immediately afterwards. The tattered blazer’s intervention remained unneeded, as Achan’s reply had been sufficient enough to quell the situation, even if the princess was still in a huff. She had no reason to continue ranting, the flaming starfish of a hairdo had made an appropriate response, warranted for even her acknowledgement. Still, Tacey remained an enigma in Michel’s eyes, and even if her rebuttal were to be one of a passive nature, he knew that her pride would still be influential in her reply, meaning she could say pretty much anything she wanted to. She didn’t follow the common etiquette that most of the less fortunate adopted, and in all honesty, neither did he.

Nevertheless, mere disputes between his team mates and the novelty of first meeting one another along with waiting for the remaining slackers who had yet to arrive, were all starting to lose their appeal and ability to hold the rebel blazer’s interest. Despite being exposed to constant calculating scenarios everyday, Michel’s biggest weakness was one of the key aspects of managing a multimillion dollar company and to being able to handle complicated and sticky situations. And it all derived from one thing; patience. Michel had little of it, and what little he had was now beginning to wear thin, as he continued to sit and wait in the midst of Times Square.

He hadn’t joined the tournament to partake in simple card games, he was here for his business, and that was all that really mattered to him. It was true that after meeting some of the people he had met in the tournament; Rurian, Achan, and especially Tacey, his attitude had changed, but only because he had been forced to.

However, the time for personal reflection could be deterred for another time, seeing as he was still waiting for some closure from Achan’s and Tacey’s argument. He was unsatisfied with the redhead’s reply and hoped that Tacey would at least struggle to accept it.

I was hoping for a real fight at least, anything that’d distract me from how long it’s taking the other three to arrive. How bothersome…
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At Achan's response, Tacey's eyes narrowed to the point where they looked like little more than a pair of thin slits. Her anger had been clear to sense before, but now it was practically tangible, like the gathering of energy just before a thunderstorm erupts, and just like they always did in these situations, Pikeru and Curran took up positions on their respective sides of the girl, the latter looking thrilled at the prospect.

"Hells, yeah!" the black-robed spellcaster exclaimed, punching the air with her imaginary fist as she picked up the thoughts in the air, "Tacey hasn't been this riled for ages! This is going to be freakin' awesome!"

"Curran!" Pikeru scolded, her voice betraying her growing anxiety over the situation, but soon realized that her twin was a lost cause and turning to her host instead, "Tacey, please calm down. He said people like you, didn't he? So...it's not that he hates you per-say, you probably just remind him of someone he hates. Besides, I'm sure he has his reasons for-"

"Of course he does." Curran interrupted sarcastically, "And the reason is that he's an ignorant, uppity, dolt of a peasant who needs to be put in his place. Go for it, girl!" she patted Tacey on the shoulder, "Give this lout what for! He has no right to treat you like this!"

"But we should try to be nice to the less fortunate!" Pikeru insisted.

"And a world of good that did!" her less benevolent complement retorted, folding her arms, "She already tried that, and he all but spat in her face in thanks, remember?"

Yes, Tacey concluded as she zoned out the conversation seemingly only being waged inside her head, that was right. She instinctively mimicked the preparation for a duel. That insensitive, insensitive little boy...as if on cue, a dramatic gust of wind swept over them, causing Tacey's hair to stream out behind her in precisely that perfect manner that it had been very expensively styled to do while simultaneously knocking off Achan's hat and revealing his ridiculous hairdo in all its glory. She was going to teach him a lesson, crush him so utterly that he'd never recover. Then maybe next time he would have the sense to say-

"I'm sorry...and thanks. For the kebab, I mean."

For a moment, Tacey seemed practically stunned by this statement, and then - just as suddenly as it had built up - her anger seemed to vanish.

"Well that wasn't so hard, was it?" she inquired, her voice returning to its usual sweet tone, "You are obviously very poorly versed in the ways of etiquette, but...you have a point." she lowered the duel disc, returning her expression to its usual pleasant mode, "I suppose I could forgive your tactlessness this once. Oh and make no mistake: I have every intention of making it to the top, so you had better make sure you don't drag me down." her usual politely detached smile was briefly replaced by something resembling a grin, "I want to have the pleasure of personally humiliating you in the finals, so you had better not go and embarrass yourself before then." she then turned to Michel and Rurian, clapping her hands to signify that the current matter was finished, "Now if you two are quite done watching this little drama, might I suggest that we get back to what we came here for? We're not getting any closer to finding our teammates by standing around like this, you know." with that, she demonstratively strode in a seemingly random direction, "Anybody who wants to get this tournament started, follow me." Oh, sure she was eager to get this tournament underway, but there was another reason for why she wanted to start walking. Well, two of them, actually.

"Tacey, I'm so proud of you!" Pikeru burst out, beaming at the girl as she, "For a moment, I thought for sure you were going to do something terrible to that poor boy!"

"Me too." Curran harrumphed, "What's up with going all soft on him like that?"

'You two both seem to have gotten the wrong idea.' Tacey retorted, her previous serenity restored now that she felt like she was in control of the situation again, 'I have very intention of humiliating that deluded little boy, but I've got to do it in style.' a malicious little grin played on her lips, although it was invisible to the people behind her, 'What better way to put him in his place than utterly crushing at the finals, where the whole world can see? When I'm done with him, he'll be so humiliated that he won't even have the confidence to play solitaire.'

"Well, I still think you two could be good friends." Pikeru insisted, "You two really aren't that differen-"

"Oh stow it, goat-girl." Curran scoffed, "She already made it clear that she's going to put that peasant in his place. Personally, I think a flogging would have been more fun..." she placed her hands behind her head, leaning her head on them as she floated onward, her eyes absently scanning the horizon, "...but I guess that's your call. Just let me out there when it's time; I want a direct attack or two at that washout."

Tacey's smile widened ever so slightly, 'Deal.' she replied wordlessly as both spirits faded from view again. Well, she had certainly gotten some extra motivation out of this little venture, now all she needed was an opponent to went some of it on.
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Achan half-smiled as Tacey forgave him. As she stated that she wanted to personally humiliate him in the finals, the smile slowly widened into a full-fledged grin. Raising his fist, he gave her a quick thumbs-up. "Don't worry about me messing up. Just concentrate on getting us to the finals. After all, last I checked I'm the only one so far to win a duel for this team," He stated, before adding "Even if it was against a guy whose grandfather was probably named Grog."

THWAM! BANG! CRUNCH!

Achan's head whipped around to the direction of the noise. There, in a nearby alleyway, a wiry boy who was a tad taller then Achan was holding another, younger boy against the wall. The older boy's left hand curled into a fist as he began to interrogate his victim. "I'm not going to ask again. Cough up your cards and your wallet. Go on, do it."

His victim smiled in an eerie, detached manner that vaguely reminded Achan of Tacey's usual expression. "I'm afraid I cannot do that," he stated in a sharp, lilting accent that Achan barely recognized as an Irish brogue, "But I can give you this. Romeo?" As if at the boy's command, an incredibly large bald man wearing a suit similar to that of Tacey's bodyguards appeared seemingly from thin air and slammed his fist into the older boy's stomach before grabbing him and dragging him away, kicking and screaming. The Irish boy slid to the floor, gasping for air. Achan ran over, offering a hand. "Are you okay?"

The boy continued smiling. "Yes, I'm okay. But I seem to be lost. I'm looking for someone called Tacey Edgeworth, you see. Will you be so kind as to direct me to her whereabouts?"

Achan took the kid in. A dark suit, reddish-gold hair, clean-shaven face, and Armani loafers. Achan rolled his eyes slightly before pointing. "She's right there."

The kid in the suit marched off, the duel disk on his arm glinting in the afternoon sun. Achan moaned to himself.

Great. Yet another rich person. Why the heck am I on a team full of rich people?

OOC: Slight exaggeration on the rich people, there. And yes, Alter Ego, this is your requested dueling opponent. Take him on. XD

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Tacey's expression didn't betray even mild interest at the racket going on somewhere behind her. It was peasant business, after all, and thus something for people like...well, like Achan to deal with. Conveniently, the boy proceeded to do just that, at least if that inquiry at the edge of her hearing was anything to go by, and so Tacey saw no need to bother herself with it, instead focusing on finding a suitable opponent. 'Worthy' was obviously a word which couldn't be applied to most people in this crowd - if any of them - but she would at least demand something in the way of fashion sense and personal hygiene. Something like...

"ROMEO! I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU SINCE OUR ACADEMY DAYS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

Tacey turned sharply on her heel at Raymond's exclamation, ready to give him an earful, but before she could open her mouth, the suit in question had already rushed over to another, this one bald and even more sizable than Raymond, both men briefly hugging each other.

The other suit nodded, "Work." his voice was almost a whisper in comparison to Raymond's, but the smile on his face was just as wide, "The henchman business is a demanding mistress."

"THAT IT IS!" Raymond boomed, "BUT NOT QUITE AS DEMANDING AS-!"

"Ahem!" Tacey gave a dignified but also clearly audible little cough as she walked over to the two, fixing both with her trademark deathstare, "As much as I hate to disrupt your little family reunion, Raymond, I would like to remind you that you are still on duty. And for goodness' sake, stop shouting like that. Oh, I swear you delight in vexing me. Why if I wasn't a lady I would-"

"Ahh...miss Edgeworth, I presume?"

Tacey blinked, turning towards the new source of interruption. It was a boy, and far better dressed than the ones she had had the misfortune of meeting thus far. His hair seemed well cared for too and...well, he seemed a bit above middle class at least. Still, Tacey wasn't going to fully forgive the rude interruption.

"You presume correctly." she remarked in her usual haughty way, holding herself up with her full regal pride, "And whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?"

"Kevin Donovan, at your service." the stranger replied, smoothly grasping her hand and - much to Tacey's amazement - performing a flourishing little bow and kissing it lightly, "And the pleasure is all mine. I certainly hope that Romeo is not bothering you too much? It's so hard to find competent help, alas."

Had she not been so well trained, the girl would probably have stared in amazement. This Kevin, she had to admit, knew his stuff. Even that bow had been perfectly co-ordinated, and his manner was certainly well refined, indicating some form of formal training. Come to think of it, the boy seemed familiar somehow, but she just couldn't place him. Oh well, it probably wasn't anything important. And, well...seeing as how this was the first well-mannered person around she didn't feel like digging too hard for flaws.

"Oh, not to worry." she replied, "Raymond is always causing trouble, some people just are like that." she shot a brief glare at the guard, "But certainly you didn't come here just to discuss incompetent employees?"

For the briefest of moments, Kevin's expression seemed to distort oddly, but he quickly regained his usual polite smile, "Ah, I'm sorry for rambling." he replied, "You see, I've always been a huge fan of yours so..." his glance traveled to the duel disc on his arm, "...would you do me the honor of facing me in a duel?"

Tacey's smile widened further as she heard the word 'fan', but she retained her usual dignified manner as she spoke up, "Well, Mr. Donovan." she replied calmly, "I just so happened to be searching for an opponent, so you're in luck." she raised her duel disc, "I accept, but remember: I don't plan on holding back just because you are an admirer."

Kevin's smile seemed to gain a slightly vicious edge as the boy mirrored her action, "I wouldn't have it any other way." he replied calmly.

For a few moments, the two stood there sizing each other up - as was the custom with such things - before both sprung into action, activating their discs in perfect unison.

"It's time to duel!"

Let's face it: that was the one, true classic start.

Duelist: Tacey

Hand: Royal Bodyguard, Judgment of the Princesses, Trap Jammer, Ebon Magician Curran, Coronation of the Princesses


"I'll let you go first." Tacey remarked oh-so graciously, "It's only fair."

"You're too kind." Kevin replied, taking his first draw before turning to consult the card in his hand, "And I'll start with the Field Spell, Chorus of Sanctuary!" a small side-slot opened on the side of the duel disc, and the boy slipped a card into it. Immediately, the air between the duelists began shimmering, red roses seeming to spring out from the ground, accompanied by a brown-haired cherub who fluttered around the field, chanting in surprisingly high sound quality.

"Of course I'm not done yet." Kevin continued enthusiastically, as if he had just made dueling history with that move, "Next, I summon Stone Statue of the Aztecs!"

The air shimmered once again, a sizable block of green and blue stone fashioned in the shape of a male face with two hands held up in defense materializing on the boy's field, but...Tacey couldn't help giggling at this.

"First lesson, Mr. Donovan." she interrupted, "You can't summon in Defense Position anymore; nice try, though."

"Really?" Kevin looked crestfallen as he watched the rock monster stand there with its feeble three-hundred attack points, "I-I...didn't know." he mumbled in an embarrassed tone, his eyes downcast, "Well, I'll set a card and end my turn."

"My turn." Tacey remarked, "Now sit back and watch how a pro does it. I draw."

Draw Phase->>>> Royal Bodyguard

"Looks like you're in for a rough start." the girl commented, "I summon Ebon Magician Curran, in Attack Position!" the air shimmered once more as the familiar black-robed spellcaster made her entry, a reddish-colored whip in her hands, "But of course it wouldn't do to leave a lady out on her own." she continued conversationally, "Whenever Curran is on my field, I can call any of her trusted bodyguards out as well; and I've got two." she demonstratively held up the monsters, placing one on each of the empty slots surrounding Curran, "I Special Summon two copies of Royal Bodyguard!"

Accompanied by another moment of shimmering, a pair of buff knights donning shining white armor accompanied by a pair of black-plumed helmets and matching black cloaks bearing some form of royal insignia materialized on the field, their demeanor bearing quite a striking resemblance to that of Tacey's suits.

"Now, Curran, sweetie." the girl turned to her duel spirit's hologram, "Reduce that silly statue to rubble."

"Hold it!" Kevin interrupted, "I've got a face-down!"

"Doesn't matter." Tacey remarked haughtily, "Thanks to Royal Bodyguard none of your spell or trap cards can touch Curran."

"I don't plan to." the boy retorted, a smug little grin spreading across his face, "My face-down card is Desert Sunlight!" his grin widened as the holographic sunlight briefly mingled with the real, the stone monster assuming a defensive stance and raising both hands in protection, effortlessly snatching Curran's whip in mid-strike and tossing the sorceress back.

"Oh, and don't forget..." Kevin continued, his previous manner all but gone, "Any damage you take from attacking my Stone Statue is doubled. Adding in my Chorus of Sanctuary Field Spell, I'd say that adds up to a grand total of 2600. Isn't that right, ms. professional?"

Tacey didn't dignify the remark with an answer, merely glaring at the boy as over a quarter of the points on her counter were sapped away in one go, "I set a card and end my turn."

"Aww...what's the matter?" the boy taunted, drawing his next card, "No more words of wisdom for the rookie?"

Surprisingly, Tacey didn't answer, seemingly lost in thought.

"Fine by me." Kevin scoffed, "I summon Gear Golem the Moving Fortress!" the holographic projectors sprung to life yet again, this time resulting in the appearance of a sizable robot of some kind, its thick body - bronze colored, save for the steel-colored parts at its feet and arms - looking vaguely humanoid, save for the multitude of sharp edge and the clumsily large torso, just barely supported by the stumpy feet and hand-like appendages, "Then I switch Stone Statute of the Aztecs into Attack Mode." he followed this action by giving the card on his disc a quarter-turn.

"And now..." his grin grew even more malicious as he held up a green-colored card, "I activate Shield & Sword!"

A decidedly unimaginative blue shimmer briefly enveloped all monsters on the field, "Now of course I could just destroy all monsters on your Field. However...I have a much more amusing idea. I pay 800 Life Points. And now...Gear Golem, attack her directly!"

Accompanied by the noise of creaking machinery, the creature charged forward, darting straight past the other monsters and slamming its holographic body into Tacey's side in a high-speed elbow charge, knocking off another good quarter of her Life Points, "And next, Stone Statue; attack the first Royal Bodyguard!" with a brief rumbling sound, the stone creature set into motion, raising its hands on both sides of one of the armored knights and unceremoniously clamping them together, the creature shattering into yellow particles of of light and vanishing as another 400 was deducted from Tacey.

"So where's your dueling birthright now?" Kevin taunted, "I set a card and-"

"I remember you."

The boy scoffed, "Is that so?"

"You're no fan." the girl replied calmly, still standing proud - as if she'd buckle under some hologram's assault - "You're 'Crash' Davis, former favorite for the Domino City regionals!" she pointed an accusing finger at him.

"Well that took you long enough." Kevin sneered, "But then again, you don't really care who you harm, do you?"

"Harm?" the girl retorted, "Please...all I did was beat you at a card game. Well..." she conceded, "...more like I utterly crushed you, but you're still overreacting."

"Overreacting?!" the boy growled, "I was humiliated at my own home turf! You took my fans! You treated me like dirt! You destroyed me! And now I'm going to return the favor!" his previous smirk slowly returned, "I'll see the famous Tacey Edgeworth disqualified on her first tournament round. Then maybe you'll understand what it feels like to have everything taken from you! Now make your move!"

Tacey rolled her eyes, "Let me see if I got this straight." she said, "You went through the trouble of disguising yourself as someone way beyond your own social class, entered this tournament under a false name, and tracked me down just so you could have a rematch at a children's card game?" she shook her head, "You seriously need a new hobby. My move!"

Draw Phase->>>> Court of Nobles

"Alright..." Tacey began, seemingly unbothered by her less-than-favorable position, "As my first order of business, Curran's effect costs you 300 points for each monster on your field." at this point, dark energy coiled itself around the whip in Curran's hands, lashing out at her opponent, "Next, I think I'll rid the field of that tacky cherub." she pointed her index finger at the sanctuary illustration at this point, "I activate Court of Nobles!"

With a crashing sound, the roses and cherub vanished, soon to be replaced by a neatly trimmed lawn, occupied by equally well cared-for trees cut into various ornate shapes, sturdy castle walls bearing a multitude of colorful banners spouting from all sides and shutting in the battlefield.

"Now isn't that much better?" Tacey remarked pleasantly, "Thanks to my court, all royalty on the field gain a little power boost. But that's not all; I discard Trap Jammer to activate my last spell card for this duel: Coronation of the Princesses. So goodbye Ebon Magician Curran..." A stylish crown suddenly appeared on Curran's head, an intense glow enveloping her before dying down.

"And hello Princess Curran." As the glow died down, Curran seemed to have gone through a change of clothes, her robe now replaced by a frilly black dress, complete with a sizable hat, and the whip replaced by a golden scepter with a light blue stone set at the top, a peculiar rabbit in a black suit standing submissively behind her and holding up the hem of her skirt to keep it from connecting with the dirt.

"Now let's try this again, shall we?" she asked sweetly, "Curran, destroy Gear Golem the Moving Fortress!"

"With pleasure." Curran replied, a grin spreading across her face as she raised the wand and pointed it towards its target, dark energy gathering around the orb and lunging towards the creature.

"I activate Desert Sunlight!" Crash spat out.

"You really are a one-trick pony, aren't you, Davis?" Tacey remarked, shaking her head as the golem switched into a defensive position, a few seconds before shattering into light particles as the energy made contact, "Royal Bodyguard, destroy his Stone Statue!"

The remaining knight nodded, lunging into the air and cutting the statue in half with a diving slash down the middle.

"I end my turn." Tacey remarked, smiling casually.

"Don't act so smug, witch!" Davis retorted as he drew his card, "I've got just the card to put you in your place. I summon another Gear Golem!" another automaton, identical to the one recently destroyed, materialized on the field, "This is it, Edgeworth! I pay 800 life points, then activate Shield & Sword!" the familiar aura once again enveloped all monsters on the field, "Gear Golem, direct attack!"

Tacey merely shook her head, "Please..." she remarked, distaste evident in voice, "Try to make an original move at least once in your life. Something like this: reveal face-down, Judgment of the Princesses!"

Suddenly, chains sprang out, capturing the golem in mid-attack as two buff men - one a knight in standard steel armor and the other an executioner, complete with a menacing axe - appeared on both sides of the creature.

"What's all of this?!" Davis inquired.

"Oh, didn't you know?" Tacey asked in an ominously sweet voice, "In my court, assaulting royalty is a capital crime. I'm afraid that your monster is gone, as are 500 of your Life Points. Curran, if you would be so kind as to pass the judgment?"

The princess nodded, grinning wickedly again as she raised a dainty little hand, pointing the thumb down. On queue, the executioner raised his axe and swung, Davis' monster disappearing in a familiar dispersion of yellow particles.

"No!" the boy growled, "It's not over! I didn't go through all of this to be humiliated again! I won't allow it!"

"You don't seem to have much of a choice." Tacey remarked, "My turn, I believe."

Draw Phase->>>> Royal Emissary

A triumphant little smile spread across her face, "It's over, Davis. I summon Royal Emissary!"

Accompanied by a final blur of air, a new knight appeared on the field, this one bearing a far more decorative suit of armor and carrying himself more proudly than his comrade, a jeweled greatsword in his hands.

"Royal Bodyguard, Royal Emissary, direct attack."

On command, the two knights sprang into action, each striking their target from their respective sides.

"Now Curran, let's send this washout back to the hobby league."

The magician nodded, once again raising her scepter, but this time pointing it straight at the boy on the other side, "Direct attack!"

"Nooo!" Davis shielded his head with both hands, seemingly oblivious to the fact that a hologram couldn't possibly hurt him, "It's NOT FAIR!!"

Tacey harrumphed at the sight, returning her duel disc to stationary as the holograms vanished, "Pitiful..." she muttered with quite considerable distaste before turning to the others, "I'm getting bored." she remarked to no-one in particular, "Come on, let's find someone who actually knows how to play this game."

OOC: Okay, freakin' enormous...on second thought maybe I should have split it up into two parts. xD Anyways, there you have it.
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16.6 Years
Achan stared as "Kevin Donovan" dashed away, struggling to keep himself held high. Great. Just friggin' great. Of all the people I choose to try to break down and humiliate, I have to pick one who actually plays at a level way above mine.

Slowly but surely, Achan's mind kicked in. Somewhere in his spiky-haired head, secret compartments were opening and shutting as he began to analyze the duel. Alright... Tacey may have completely turned the duel around, but that guy wasn't an amateur. His first move, the "Accidental" defense position summon was calculated to trick Tacey into attacking and giving him the advantage. Okay, that was the easy part. His main problem, though was his failure to take Tacey's key monster into account. Whatever her overall strategy is, it has to revolve around Curran. If somebody were to wipe the princess out, Tacey would lose the monster she was trying to protect. Alternatively, the player should have concentrated on destroying Court of Nobles. On the other hand, the duel was pretty much over once Tacey played that card. If he had countered either it or coronation of the Princess, he might have survived long enough to wipe out Tacey's life points. So... an optimal strategy against Tacey would be to destroy her key monster with a spell card, or to remove her field spell advantage before she can use it completely, or simply knock out her life points before she plays it. I can't think of too much in my deck that I could use to do that at the time though... maybe that card? Or that one? Dangit, I wish I had thought to bring more then fifteen of my old cards!

As Achan's head buzzed furiously, somewhere in his subconscious the Hero and Vampire were playing a game of chess.

He's probably dead wrong about the strategy there, you know, The Hero commented. The kid needs to relax a bit.

Good point, The Vampire commented as he licked his lips and moved his piece, But I like the focus on Tacey. It basically ensures that he'll never lose his childish love of vengeance, which I'll be very happy to continue using to manipulate him.

I shudder to think, the Hero commented dryly before moving his bishop. Checkmate. I win.

WHAT? the Vampire screeched before staring at his king. He was, indeed, checkmated. How did I-?

You were open here, here, and here. I thought this game out six moves in advance.

And now you're Achan's skill at games as well, I suppose?

Nope! I'm his ego. The hero replied.

Achan shook his head, as if clearing water from his ears. "I really need to lay off the daydreaming after a duel." he muttered sullenly as he looked around. There was only one other duelist out here: Rurian, another member of the team. Achan made a face. He didn't really care for the "Goth-style" fashion, but most of the emo kids at his school had been able to duel competently, so maybe it balanced out. He wasn't sure. Walking over the the other duelist, he sat down beside him. "Hey. Some duel, right?"

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16.9 Years
Rurian noticed Achan sit next to him and replied with a smile. "Yeah, it sure was, wasn't it?" Rurian lied down to notice a small boy standing behind him. The kid obviousily wanted to duel, but he didn't want to make him cry.

Dude, just duel him. Uria spoke inside of his head. It's just a duel, he'll get over it, don't worry.

Rurian sat up to face the kid and replied to the kid's silent request.

"Okay, I'll duel with you... As long as you don't cr-" Rurian never got to finish the sentence. The kid punch him in the spot of the boy's specialness. "I'm not a kid, you dull nut! I'll prove it to ya' in this friggin' duel! 4000 Lifepoints! Let's go!" He activated his duel disk, a KC brand, and raised his fist towards Rurian as he walked away to the other side of the field. "Let's go!"

Rurian gave off an annoyed look and activated his unbranded black duel disk. He inserted his deck and called out the starting two words, "Let's duel!"

Duelist: Rurian
Hand: Rookie Ninja Shoryu, Fuuma Shuriken, Flare Nymph Katou, Wind Fairy Kazeyuri, Whirlwind Buster


"You go first, since you're younger."

"Fine, let's do this! First I summon Hinotama Soul in attack position, and I'll set one card face down and end my turn, go!"

Drawing Phase: Red-Eyes Black Chick

"Alright, first I play Rookie Ninja Shory in face up attack mode and set two cards face down. And then I activate my equip card, Fuuma Shuriken, which can only be equipped to a monster with 'Ninja'in its name and increases it's attack by 500, and equip it to Shoryu and end my turn. Go!" Rurian looked at Shoryu. Shoryu looked back and nodded.

"Alright, draw! I activate the magic card, Salamandra! It increases a fire monster's attack points by 600! Now my Hinotama is at 1200 Attack points! And next I activate Horn of the Unicorn! This raises Hinotama's attack by 700, making it 1900 now! There, I end my turn!"

Drawing Phase: Ninja Dog Inamaru

"And that was your first mistake, and the only one you could probably make, I summon Ninja Dog Inamaru in Attack mode! When Shoryu is on the field then Inamaru gains 300 defense points, and when Inamaru is on the field, Shoryu ains 300 attack and defense points!" The big white dog and the gold clothed ninja both glowed with a blue energy, also growing stronger by the second till they reached the limit.

Rookie Ninja Shoryu: 2700/2000
Ninja Dog Inamaru: 1500/1800


"Now I activate my face-down card, Whirlwind Buster! This destroys one monster on my opponent's side of the fiel at the cost of one card in my hand." The burning ball of fire was blown away by a gust of black wind. Rurian discarded a card and stood there till the wind went away.

Hand: Red-Eyes Black Chick, Flare Nymph Katou, Wind Fairy Kazeyuri

"Now, this was a short and pitiful duel. Shoryu, direct attack! Whirlwind of Shadows!" The ninja threw the Fuuma Shuriken to make a black tornado hit the kid, who covered his head, oblivious to the fact that there is no pain in direct attacks.

Kid's LP: 1300

"Now, Inamaru! Roaring Spiral!" The great white wolf-like dog ran at the kid and lunged, spinning like a frisbee that was thrown at great strength. It connected and the kid somehow got knocked over by the attack, even if the attack was a hologram attack.

Uria's LP: 4000
Kid's LP:0000


"N-noooooo! Waaaaah!" The kid ran off in a commotion. Rurian sat down with a sigh and replied to Achan once more like nothing happened. "Yep, that was quite a duel."


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Phanima

That servant of the evil one

Seen October 11th, 2011
Posted February 12th, 2010
1,566 posts
17.3 Years
Michel sat transfixed as he watched the conclusion of Tacey’s duel. The ending was expected, her opponent had come off as no more than an erratic duellist bent on revenge from the moment the duel started. He held himself well in the beginning, but his true motives were shown when he lost himself and began acting on instincts rather than using his brain. The duel was inevitably decided from the moment Tacey realised his identity and confronted him because of it. His prime strategy was executed well enough to fool any novice duellist, but Duel Monsters wasn’t a game solely based on card game strategies. Psychosomatic behaviour and egocentric attitudes played a major role in how a duel is conducted, and inevitably decides who will win and lose. Davis had lost the duel the moment he became too emotional to continue thinking rationally, and Tacey took advantage of it.

Michel scoffed at his own thoughts. Thinking in such a way, he realised that he was supporting the pompous teen who had been ignoring his very existence for the past hour, however he could not, as of yet, disregard her abilities as a duellist based on personal principles. The seven cards she had played during the entire duel did little in revealing her deck and strategy, but gave him some insight as to how she played.

She enforces that pompous spell caster as her leading monster, and centres all of her other cards around it. Effects and attacks become useless against it with those two guards she summoned, and with its own effect, added to the support she gets from the field, she pretty much covers all of the card’s weaknesses.

Sighing, the black haired teen replayed the duel once again in his mind. There were still too many unknown factors, as having only used seven cards in her entire deck, Tacey hadn’t given away much that he could use against her later on. It would be bothersome if he was to duel her without knowing the full potential of her deck, but he had no need to worry thus far. They were still in the first round of the tournament, with two wins to their name. One more win was all they needed. It was then that Michel received his expecting call, quite conveniently after the previous commotion.

Pulling out his cell, Michel held the four inch phone to his ear, awaiting a response from the other line.

“Michel, I’ve pinpointed Dogolas’ location; Times Square, one hundred and seventy feet northwest of your current position. Several other individuals have been identified in close proximity, possibly members of his team.”

“Profile them. I’ll be meeting him soon and I’d like to know any outstanding duelling experiences recorded in the last two months.”

“Alright Michel, but the database goes back a year, I can bring up the last twelve months if-”

“Just do the two, Jose.”

Concluding the call, Michel pocketed the phone and got to his feet, just as Achan took a seat beside Rurian off to his side. He decided not to inform his team about what he was preparing to do, but also had no objections to them questioning him about it. There was little they could do anyway, and with his team mates as witnesses, his position would only become secured, even more so than it currently was.

“Edgeworth, that was a good duel, but I was hoping that you would have lost. I guess I can’t count on you for much huh?”

He stood in his place for a mere moment, before turning to his left and began walking, without waiting for a response. His expectation of her losing the duel was false, and now that she had secured the team’s second win, he was free to take on his current target; Dogolas, without any restrictions. She had, in the end, helped him in his plan, regardless of whether she was oblivious to the fact or not.

~

Recognising the other teen’s flat boxed hair, Michel put on a small smile before greeting his friend of five years. The other nineteen year old known as Dogolas, was indeed with his team, but was no less happy in greeting Michel for the first time in two years.

“It’s been a while Dogolas.”

“Yeah, it’s the same for you Michel.”

Looking past his old friend’s shoulder, he recognised his primary target, Abby. Fortunately, his suspicions were confirmed from his second call with Jose, who had positively identified the girl as such. Her duelling record only spanned a month into his database, confirming her presence and alliance to Dogolas and his company, Kwok Wares.

“So, how’s you’re team faring? Any wins yet?”

Michel returned his attention to the situation as Dogolas addressed him, a broad smile spreading across his face.

“We’ve won two, one more and we’re done with this round.”

“That’s a coincidence, we’ve won two as well.”

The tattered blazer knew where this discussion was heading, and he had every intention of following it through. His friend realised the situation as well, and held up his Duel Disk. Following in turn, Michel activated his forearm’s device and pulled his deck from its sheath. Trading cards, the two shuffled one another’s deck before returning each one to their respective owners. Dogolas’ team stood obediently behind him, wishing him luck and encouragement. Michel cringed at the sight.

“So Michel, this is our first match of the tournament, I hope your team hasn’t already lost one, or else you’ll be knocked out after this duel.”

Michel decided not to reply and watched as the other teen’s cheerful expression disappear and was replaced by a dangerous look, only rivalling Michel’s insidious thoughts of destroying his five year friend.

OOC: Heh, I was still writing when Omega posted, so just assume that Michel had left when Rurian had his duel. Also, Michel has no intention of duelling and I was hoping that someone would inform him of Rurian's victory before he starts.
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In a House
Seen March 20th, 2016
Posted January 22nd, 2010
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16.6 Years
Achan stared. Rurian had already completed a duel and easily defeated his opponent, but there was something wrong with the set-up. "That kid... he shouldn't be involved in this tournament," he muttered, pacing from side to side. "Hinotama Soul definately isn't a monster anyone serious includes in their deck. It hasn't been seen since before Muto became King of Games in competitive circles. I already checked into that. But why..." his voice trailed off as he chuckled. Here he was, not knowing the first thing about dueling but still playing the analyst. Who did he think he was, Dr. Phil of card games? Most likely the kid was a complete rank amateur who didn't know the first thing about dueling. Either way, the match had been amusing, but it left more then a few questions about Rurian. Those cards were pretty interesting, it was true, but he didn't see how anyone could make a complete ninja deck. He had tried himself, years ago, and it hadn't worked out.

Suddenly, Achan's thoughts were interrupted by an incessant beeping from his pocket. Confused, he removed and re-activated the GPS system. Another E-Mail? he mused as he tapped the appropriate icon. To his surprise, the inbox was empty. But why, then, was it beeping? Activating the GPS function, he was slightly astonished as he noticed the proximity of two red dots to the current location of the team. Red dots, he remembered, represented his team mates. That meant that two of the remaining members of their team were somewhere close by. But why had the GPS bothered warning him? Rolling his eyes, Achan sighed. This was one of those logic breaks that nobody would be able to explain, he was sure of it. Turning around, he began to announce his discovery to the others. "Hey, guys, the other two members of our team are-" he stopped short as Michel began to walk away. What the- where does he think he's going? Achan wondered as he turned to the rest of the group. "Um- I'll be right back, I'm just going to see where Michel's going. Okay?" he stammered before dashing after Michel, careful to keep out of the industrialist's line of sight.

As Achan turned a corner, he slipped behind a nearby mailbox just in time to witness Michel's rendezvous with another, similarly dressed person. Probably, Achan thought bitterly, one just as rich. Biting his tongue, he watched as the two made small talk, then stared in amazement as Michel prepared for a duel. Uh-Oh...

Achan had never broken up a challenge before, but he was prepared to try now. Just as the two seemed ready to fire up their duel disks he leaped from behind the mailbox and shouted "Alright! Stand back! We interrupt this card game for these very important messages!"

Two or three of Dogolas's team turned to stare at Achan. "What the-"

In order to save himself from further humiliation, Achan ran alongside his teammate and clapped a hand over his shoulder. "Listen, Michel, Rurian just won us a third duel against some kid, so we're finished for the round. Unless, of course, you want to take these guys on."

Dogolas stared at Achan. "A friend of yours, Michel?"

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Age 35
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Seen August 8th, 2010
Posted June 4th, 2010
5,751 posts
17.9 Years
Tacey couldn't help grinning just a bit at the oh-so-calculating looks he was getting from the others. She had barely scraped the surface of her deck's potential in that sorry excuse for a duel, yet by the looks of it Achan at least seemed to think he had her strategy all but figured out. Was he ever in for a surprise. The girl couldn't help giggling at the thought - although to the others it would probably pass as simple glee over her victory. Oh well, even if someone did figure this deck out, she had others. Always keep your opponents guessing, that was basic, and the organizers of this silly little tournament hadn't bothered to ban mid-tournament deck changes. She already had three other decks in store, one for each stop, and if the analysis of her teammates' decks went as she hoped, she would have precisely the cards to counter each one of them by the time they reached Egypt. Ohh...yes! She was brilliant! Her teammates seemed suitably impressed too, judging by the way they-

“Edgeworth, that was a good duel, but I was hoping that you would have lost. I guess I can’t count on you for much, huh?"

"Come again?!" the girl's voice rose to dangerously high levels at the teen's impudent remark, but her righteous indignity only caught his departing back. Tacey was far too dignified to run after him, though, settling for a ladylike little harumph and a disapproving glare, "How rude.". She barely spared a glance at Rurian's duel, what little interest she had immediately evaporating at the sight of Hinotama Soul. Davis had been pretty pathetic, but this kid had just set a new low. Rurian's cards were weird, she gave them that, but what little she had seen of his card lineup seemed very scatterbrained, and leaving an empty backfield and nothing but a single big beater on the field was a classical amateur mistake. A halfway decent opponent would have been all over the boy with a copy of Brain Control and taken out his measly 4000 in one fell swoop.

"For once, I agree with him." Tacey remarked at Achan's analysis, casting a sideward glance at Rurian, "You're lucky that your opponent was a rank amateur, but luck won't get our team to the finals, so don't you dare make another lame duck play like that. Entrusting your whole defense to a single, unprotected monster is just asking to have it blown off the field by a card effect, or worse: turned against you. Always end your turn with a face-down, even if it's only a bluff; especially in half-point matches. Seriously..." she scoffed, folding her arms, "...games have been lost on far smaller mistakes than that and the competition is bound to get tougher as we progress."

Just then, Tacey's little GPS gadget came to life with a most aggravating beeping, followed by Achan's hasty departure. Annoyed, Tacey merely glanced at the screen before shutting the device, her mood now improved. So Arma was finally going to duel, eh? Excellent. Still, she supposed that she might as well go observe it first hand.

"Come on." she gestured for Rurian to follow as she proceeded in pursuit of Achan in a swift yet dignified way, "We should stay together to make sure that those two don't get lost."
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Seen December 13th, 2008
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Rurian sighed as he got up and back to his usual spot, on the statue. "Yeah, but I don't wanna go too tough on the kid. He was simply a beginner. I have more devastating techniques with my cards, but I'll use them in the near future. I don't wanna spoil the fun of showing others what I'm made of. Heheh." Rurian brought out a box that contained his home made food, still fresh and edible. Not even spoiled by the two day trip trip. The box contained some sushi, dangoes, fried rice, and a majestic-looking king crab that he caught and cooked himself. He took a bite of the sushi and was pleased with the great taste of the cooked fish inside. He closed the box and walked right off the statue, maintaining his balance when he landed.

"Well, we should probably go now. It seems two of our partners are close by." Rurian ran off with his cloak flowing behind him. He didn't care what it took. He would find the mystery girl who might just be his sister. He saw the kid again, crying about the quick loss of the previous match.

Rurian, you know they think you're a beginner, right? Uria spoke inside of his mind. He was sitting in the air right next to Shi. Uria had blond hair and red eyes and had mainly black clothes on, while Shi had orange hair and blue eyes with white clothes. Uria had a black angel wing, Shi with a white one. They do, ya know. spoke Shi. Shi was supposed to be the very shy one, but mainly around Uria. Rurian she was okay with though, since she was his light conscience while Uria was the black, though he doesn't make the bad decisions. Katou the Flare Nymph did.

I say you should friggin' beat them in a duel. It'll prove that you're not a complete beginner and a loser. Plus they think you're a Goth kid. Spoke Flare Nymph Katou. Rurian shook his head and spoke mentally back. I have time for that in the finals. Right now isn't a good time.

Rurian spotted Achan and called out to him. "Hey, wait up!"


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Phanima

That servant of the evil one

Seen October 11th, 2011
Posted February 12th, 2010
1,566 posts
17.3 Years
OOC: Haha, I'm sorry, I was expecting just an e-mail or phone call, but I guess the whole troupe came. I wanted to delete my previous post just for simplicity, but I had written a bit too much and I didn't want it to go to waste.

EDITED IC: So she joined Kwok Wares after all.

Michel stood with his sight transfixed on the girl behind his opponent. Her name was Abby, and she had worked for Arma Tech for almost two years before abandoning her position and joining Kwok Wares, the engineering firm run by Dogolas. If this was all she had done, Michel wouldn’t have cared less about what had happened to her. Her transfer however, had cost Arma Tech, not only their leading mechanical engineer, but also several projects that were accessible only to her and her department. Simply put, she had sold out his company and joined his opponent’s firm with the stolen plans, which were now being made Kwok Wares property.

I was hoping his team would have lost a match, meaning I could’ve taken him out now…but, I suppose it doesn’t matter. Knowing him, he’ll easily get into the second round, and since I’m still tied down by Tacey, there’s no point in beating him. I’ll just make this quick then…

“Let’s begin this duel, Michel.”

“Alright! Stand back! We interrupt this card game for these very important messages!”

Michel’s blue eyes widened as he heard the familiar voice sound behind him. Achan had appeared from behind a mailbox, interrupting the duel’s start. It was true that Michel had wanted at least one of his team mates to witness the duel, but Achan seemed determined to put a stop to it.

The situation had become awkward, and in order to relay the attention off of himself, Achan ran up to Michel’s side, placing a firm hand on his shoulder.

“Listen, Michel, Rurian just won us a third duel against some kid, so we're finished for the round. Unless, of course, you want to take these guys on.”

Michel stopped, struggling to process what he had just heard. Then, as quickly as he had stopped, he returned his attention to his opponent and noticed that several of his team mates were looking curiously at the newly arrived redhead beside him. Dogolas’ expression had changed back to the cheery disposition he often adorned in public, and with another broad and disdainful smile, he addressed his rival while pointing an accusing finger towards Achan.

“A friend of yours, Michel?”

Michel shrugged off Achan’s grip and deactivated his Duel Disk.

“He’s on my team.”

The box haired teen narrowed his eyes but continued smiling, his face now uncomfortably contorted. Michel knew very well that Dogolas was more than likely going to find out everything he could about Achan, as well as his other team mates. He knew this because the two thought frighteningly alike, and both of them had similar interests in the tournament. He looked feeble, but he was very dangerous, especially to Michel and his plans.

“Heh, I've just found out that our third win is no longer necessary, so I’m going to have to postpone our match until the next round. You can wait until then I presume?”

His rival scoffed as he resumed his façade, giving the two an unnatural smile.

“Your team may have brought you this far, but next time, I’ll make sure that when we duel, there won't be a next round for you.”

The blue eyed suit smiled as he heard his opponent’s words. He felt his blood rush and the adrenaline building inside of him as he struggled to keep his Duel Disk offline. The thought of taking such a risk was the only thing keeping him composed. Dogolas was never afraid of pushing the limits and challenging Michel whenever he could, and he was the same. But, despite his instinctive thoughts of tearing down his former friend, he knew that if he were to truly surpass the box haired suit, he would do it so that everyone could see, and witness his ultimate triumph.

“Alright, I’m leaving.”

Dogolas nodded, his brow furrowed and a broad smile still decorating his face.

Michel turned to the red headed boy who stood beside him, his initial composure now regained.

“Hey Smith...you’re embarrassing…”
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Age 35
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Seen August 8th, 2010
Posted June 4th, 2010
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17.9 Years
OOC: Okay, Omega this is getting seriously repetitive...I don't mind Achan having a good conscience versus bad conscience thing (Even though Tacey was the only one to have it declared in the actual sign-up), seeing as how it seems to be a behind-the-scenes type plan (Not to mention that ACC is the RP master so I'm not in much of a position to complain) but seriously: Rurian too? And he's making a promise thingie similar to the little unspoken rivalry pact between Tacey and Achan too? No offense, but that's just screaming 'Copycat' at me, and I don't mean it in the capacity of the YGO card. Couldn't you have figured out any other way to go about this? xP

IC:

"Oh for pity's sake." Tacey harrumphed at Rurian's outburst, continuing to walk in a dignified ladylike manner, "Please try to show some dignity. You are ruining my image." this amateur's little cover-up story of having taken it easy (obviously a weak attempt to deny his inferior dueling) was bad enough, but did he really have to shout like that too? How uncouth, didn't the goth kid realize that as a member of her team he was making Tacey look bad by association?

As they approached Michel, she noticed that the crowd he seemed to have been talking with was...leaving? No, NO! This wasn't good at all! This was the complete opposite of good! He was supposed to have dueled! Her glare shot over to Achan. That boy, that boy must have been responsible!

"What's this all about?" the girl demanded as she approached the two, "I thought Michel had finally gone to do his share of the teamwork, but apparently that's not the case?" the girl cast a sideward glance at Michel, adding cheekily, "I guess I can’t count on you for much either, huh?" Ohh...how delightful, she had gotten to throw the boy's own words right back in his face. The girl was already in a better mood, although not quite over Achan's bothersome meddling.

"You do realize, of course..." she added to the team in general, "Even though we have assembled our required wins, it would still be in our interest to duel the other teams. The more of them get disqualified the less will be left for us to consider when the competition gets serious. I say we should eliminate as many of them as possible before they have time to prepare for us, and that..." she added in Achan's direction, "...means no more interrupting other people's duels."
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Looking up, Michel noticed his two other team mates coming in from the crowd, Rurian jogging slightly as he called out Achan’s name and Tacey following close behind at a much more reserved pace.

She looks pleasant…

Michel straightened up as the two finally arrived. He was expecting some form of warning from the two about Rurian’s win and was all but ready to wave them off after Achan’s warning, but was taken aback by Tacey’s sudden questioning about what had happened.

“I guess I can’t count on you for much either, huh?”

The remark echoed in his ears and he knew she had gotten the better of him. He should never have had a go at her, and now he was getting his. The irony hurt. However, deciding he wouldn’t give her any more satisfaction on the matter, Michel diverted his attention the best he could, just as she continued on about the tournament’s proceedings and how they were to handle the competition.

“The brat has a good point. We should try to take out as many teams as possible, and since we’ve yet to lose a duel, we’ll be guaranteed a place in the second round even if we do lose now. Plus, we’d get a better scope of the competition before we’d have to verse them competitively.”

He paused as he adjusted his shoulder bag’s slipping strap, before continuing in a flat tone and giving Tacey a quick glance. It was the first time he had openly agreed with the girl, and he wanted her to realise it. Up to this point, her provocation had only been for his self satisfaction and he had decided that he would try to restrain himself from now on, only to stop her from backfiring on him. If there was another thing he found intolerable, it was Tacey’s attitude, especially when she knew she had someone by the crotch. The next time he was to purposely provoke her would be strictly business or if he had a clean opening, and of course, if he found some enjoyment out of it that was just an added perk.

“Of course, we can’t count on running into rank amateurs here. If we do encounter some skill, all we’ll be doing is wasting our own time and we’ll be giving every other duellist in the area, knowledge of how we play. Plus, I’m not exactly the patient type…but then again, do what you want. I don’t care either way.”
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Seen December 13th, 2008
Posted December 9th, 2008
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16.9 Years
Rurian just looked at Tacey as if she was a pile of waste. He didn't even bother to look at her for a few more seconds. He just turned and left everyone else. He was pissed. He hated stuck up people like Tacey. She was nothing like Kaiba Mokuba or Muto Yugi. She was just a stuck up little...

'Briiing briiing!!!' Rurian's cell rung. It was from Yuri. He quickly answered to find a hasty male voice. "Hey, you're Rurian right? Yuri's friend? We need your help. Some guys took off with her!" He froze and turned blank white at what he heard. Yuri was kidnapped, and only God knows what might happen to her. "I'll be right there, just send me your location and I'll get to you!"

"No time. They might get away! We're at the fountain near the cafe. They went down the alley two stores away from it. Hurry!"

Rurian ran at full speed towards the cafe down the alley at the exact location they told him. He immediately caught sight of them and ran faster and faster. They turned a corner and stopped in front of a huge gate. Yuri was pinned there by ropes and seemed to be calling Rurian's name. He became so angry that he suddenly hit two of the three guys and knocked them out cold. The third guy chuckled and brought out a duel disk. Rurian understood that he wanted to duel, and that it would risk Yuri either being caught or being freed.

"If I win, she will be ours for the taking. If you win, we give her up and leave you alone." spoke the cloaked man.

Both of them activated their duel disks and got into position. "I get the first turn!"

Player: Rurian
Hand:Red-Eyes Black Chick, Flare Nymph Katou, Wind Fairy Kazeyuri, Aqua Pixie Sui, Rapid Fire

Draw Phase: Space Breaker


"First I play Flare Nymph Katou face up in attack mode and set one card face down. End of turn." Rurian was annoyed by the fact that he got a sucky hand on his first draw.

"Hah, my turn now! I place two cards face down and set one monster face down and end my turn. Go!" I looked suspicously and the face down card. I had to make sure it wasn't a flip-effect monster. He asked Katou with just a look and Katou mouthed a yes. Rurian stared back at his opponent and called out the beginning of his turn. "Ikuze! Let's go!"

Drawing Phase: Alpha Kunoichi Shi

"First I'll activate the card, Rapid Fire! This card increases all Wind and Fire monsters' attack by 300 points on my side of the field and inflicts 200 damage to my opponents life points, so you only have 7800 life points left! Now, Katou. Attack that face down monster! Flaming Rampage! The monster was destroyed, revealing a Soldier of Stone.


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