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madimpossibledreamerAgain, this is me. If I'm playing a card game I don't know and therefore don't have a deck for, don't hand me an evil deck and expect me to play nice. I'll play the cards I'm given.
~Dreamer~
Main Points:
Yugioh Legacy!verse (mostly because it's mentioned later on, though it's a bit vague, so it could be read as universe optional if you'd like.), follows off Booster Tournament
Chapter Summary: Yugi doesn't care for this deck.
Word Count: 380
Rating: teen
Yugi tries not to feel discouraged as he stares at the cards luck has dealt him. It’s not as all over the place as he’d expected, but it’s also not the kind of deck he’d play if he gets the choice. It’s dark, a vampire and zombie mix, and if he plays it as it’s meant to be played, he’s going to have to be a person he doesn’t care to be. Now that he’s whole, has access to both sides, he can tap into that darker part of himself, of Yami, the side that wanted victory at any cost, but he doesn’t particularly want to do that. Not like he has much choice, though, unless he forfeits now.
He’s somewhat ruthless, like Yami when he or Téa had to hold him back, and the only reason he continues is because there aren’t lives on the line this time. He can feel his friends (and Kaiba) staring at him. Kaiba’s definitely thrown off his game, but all he can do is give his friends a smile and a thumb’s up and play the game. Seto loses, but he almost doesn’t care, which is odd behavior but indication enough that he’s been worrying. “Maybe next time, you can give people a choice of booster packs?” he asks with a smile, and Kaiba nods.
“I was just playing the deck I was given,” he shrugs, as his friends run up to him with concern in their eyes. The heart of the cards was dark, and he could either deny that or play the cards. “No Shadow Realm, I promise.”
He mentally joins their collective sigh of relief. That’s not to say that they’re going to get through forever without something happening—Mahad’s worried about something, again, but until something actually happens and they have something to go on, he can actually participate in a normal tournament for once.
And groans. Hopefully, he hasn’t just jinxed them all.
And he’s sure someone would like these cards, that they’ll find a home. Odd, I’d give them to Bonz but he hasn’t been around in a while. He spots an interested-looking kid and begins heading over, waving and smiling. He’ll move faster without the whole group, and he doesn’t want to intimidate a new duelist.
~Dreamer~
Main Points:
Yugioh Legacy!verse (mostly because it's mentioned later on, though it's a bit vague, so it could be read as universe optional if you'd like.), follows off Booster Tournament
Chapter Summary: Yugi doesn't care for this deck.
Word Count: 380
Rating: teen
Yugi tries not to feel discouraged as he stares at the cards luck has dealt him. It’s not as all over the place as he’d expected, but it’s also not the kind of deck he’d play if he gets the choice. It’s dark, a vampire and zombie mix, and if he plays it as it’s meant to be played, he’s going to have to be a person he doesn’t care to be. Now that he’s whole, has access to both sides, he can tap into that darker part of himself, of Yami, the side that wanted victory at any cost, but he doesn’t particularly want to do that. Not like he has much choice, though, unless he forfeits now.
He’s somewhat ruthless, like Yami when he or Téa had to hold him back, and the only reason he continues is because there aren’t lives on the line this time. He can feel his friends (and Kaiba) staring at him. Kaiba’s definitely thrown off his game, but all he can do is give his friends a smile and a thumb’s up and play the game. Seto loses, but he almost doesn’t care, which is odd behavior but indication enough that he’s been worrying. “Maybe next time, you can give people a choice of booster packs?” he asks with a smile, and Kaiba nods.
“I was just playing the deck I was given,” he shrugs, as his friends run up to him with concern in their eyes. The heart of the cards was dark, and he could either deny that or play the cards. “No Shadow Realm, I promise.”
He mentally joins their collective sigh of relief. That’s not to say that they’re going to get through forever without something happening—Mahad’s worried about something, again, but until something actually happens and they have something to go on, he can actually participate in a normal tournament for once.
And groans. Hopefully, he hasn’t just jinxed them all.
And he’s sure someone would like these cards, that they’ll find a home. Odd, I’d give them to Bonz but he hasn’t been around in a while. He spots an interested-looking kid and begins heading over, waving and smiling. He’ll move faster without the whole group, and he doesn’t want to intimidate a new duelist.