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worstdmever) wrote2011-11-17 08:57 pm
worstdmever) wrote2011-11-17 08:57 pm
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Third Game - Dark Sanctuary
[A - ACTION - Goldberg Street
Say, Mayfield. You remember Ryo Bakura, right? Kinda awkward British kid, blabbers on and on and on about some children's card game you've probably never heard of? A little bit meek and kinda skittish? Well, no longer. See, he recently received a powerful item known as the Millennium Ring. It's an ancient Egyptian artifact of unspeakable power---though a lot of that power seems to have been drained by Mayfield itself. Still, the one thing the Ring does still allow?
Is for the five thousand-year-old Egyptian tombrobber, Yami Bakura, to maintain near-complete control of his poor, pathetic host. And after hearing about what chaos has been brewing in Mayfield from his dear wife, Téa, Yami Bakura's managed to neutralize her before deciding to head into town to get a good look at all this madness for himself.
It hardly disappoints. Yet there's something he feels he can add to this game to make it a little bit more fun...
B - ACTION - Outside the Post Office
The dark spirit lurches down the sidewalk, his hand curled over a bloody hole in his face where his left eye used to be. What sort of an idiotic trade was that? He snarls in rage. Losing an eye for his deck, of all things? All the same... it was his host's eye that was lost. Not his, though it might as well have been.
His free hand clenches his deck in fury... and something delightfully unexpected happens. At the very top of Yami Bakura's deck is a powerful monster (and a particular favorite of his, at that). The Millennium Ring glows with bright energy, and when next Bakura looks up, he can see that his monster now stands before him in physical form. Ready and willing to serve.
C - ACTION - Around Town
So here's another question for you, Mayfield. Are you hallucinating the various monsters you see before you in addition to your greatest fears? Or is there a chance that your worst nightmares may have come to life?
Whatever the answer, it doesn't change the fact that Dark Necrofear is slicing through drones left and right with her obsidian blade. And accompanying it? The sound of horrible, blood-curdling laughter.
Welcome to Mayfield, indeed.]
Say, Mayfield. You remember Ryo Bakura, right? Kinda awkward British kid, blabbers on and on and on about some children's card game you've probably never heard of? A little bit meek and kinda skittish? Well, no longer. See, he recently received a powerful item known as the Millennium Ring. It's an ancient Egyptian artifact of unspeakable power---though a lot of that power seems to have been drained by Mayfield itself. Still, the one thing the Ring does still allow?
Is for the five thousand-year-old Egyptian tombrobber, Yami Bakura, to maintain near-complete control of his poor, pathetic host. And after hearing about what chaos has been brewing in Mayfield from his dear wife, Téa, Yami Bakura's managed to neutralize her before deciding to head into town to get a good look at all this madness for himself.
It hardly disappoints. Yet there's something he feels he can add to this game to make it a little bit more fun...
B - ACTION - Outside the Post Office
The dark spirit lurches down the sidewalk, his hand curled over a bloody hole in his face where his left eye used to be. What sort of an idiotic trade was that? He snarls in rage. Losing an eye for his deck, of all things? All the same... it was his host's eye that was lost. Not his, though it might as well have been.
His free hand clenches his deck in fury... and something delightfully unexpected happens. At the very top of Yami Bakura's deck is a powerful monster (and a particular favorite of his, at that). The Millennium Ring glows with bright energy, and when next Bakura looks up, he can see that his monster now stands before him in physical form. Ready and willing to serve.
C - ACTION - Around Town
So here's another question for you, Mayfield. Are you hallucinating the various monsters you see before you in addition to your greatest fears? Or is there a chance that your worst nightmares may have come to life?
Whatever the answer, it doesn't change the fact that Dark Necrofear is slicing through drones left and right with her obsidian blade. And accompanying it? The sound of horrible, blood-curdling laughter.
Welcome to Mayfield, indeed.]
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[Drones are the mindless puppets of the town. Wherever there is an the absence of rationality, the good Doctor always has advantage in numbers. With but a thought, the helpless drones that went unchallenged by Dark Necrofear turned more aggressive.
One drone used his own body to defend against the blades while another drone used a tree branch to strike at her sides. Other drones began to approach the obvious master of the monster.]
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No matter. Yami Bakura's still got plenty of tricks up his sleeve. Some sort of strange glyph appears on the ground before him, only for a dark creature (http://images.wikia.com/yugioh/images/c/c3/MorphingJarGLD4-EN-GUR-LE.png) to shoot from it in an almost cylindrical form, sending Bakura's attackers flying into the air.]
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This is really something.
[The drones, while greater in number, are still considerably weaker against Bakura's monsters. The Doctor never intended to win this fight, but instead, just see what Bakura is capable of. There's no reason to use any of his offensive magic against the boy.]
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[As Morphing Jar sinks back into the ground, Dark Necrofear is able to continue to repel the crowd of the Doctor's drones. An exuberant laugh as Bakura leers up at this newcomer.]
You sound impressed.
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It's breathtaking.
[One by one, the drones are sent to their death, but they're still resisting with all their lives. They aren't the scared lambs sent to the slaughter as they were before. They're more like soldiers, struggling in a pointless endeavor which somehow... would seem more interesting to a man like the Doctor.]
Apologies for serious lateness! We can drop this thread, if you want.
I suppose I should thank you, then.
Oh, it's perfectly fine. No need!