@Blight Bug@GarlandDaHero
"Dragulas. Attack the other Pyramid Turtle." The Phantom Duelist commanded.
"Now that the battle phase is over, I will take my main phase two" he explained. "I will activate from my hand Speed Spell - Magical Contract Door. By giving you a spell card from my hand, I can add a monster to my own. Catch." The phantom thumbed through his hand before picking a card, throwing it to the Ghoulish Rider- Traveler of the Highway to Hell. The card was none other than "Speed Spell - Contract with the Abyss". The Phantom smiled, knowing exactly what he had done. "I'll add Vampire Vamp to my hand with its effect." he explained, before laughing evilly.
"My turn is over."
@Zepavil@Eklispe
"YOU STAY OUT OF THIS!" the cafeteria man shouted Matt down before returning his attention to Taiyou. He snarled quietly at the boy before gently but menacingly putting him down. He then took the fork from the boy's platter and stuck it into the meatloaf before forcing the whole of the meatloaf into his mouth.
Undoubtedly, the meatloaf was cold, a little dry, and a little bland.
"Well?" the cafeteria man asked, placing the fork back onto the platter and his hands on his hips.
"Dragulas. Attack the other Pyramid Turtle." The Phantom Duelist commanded.
"Now that the battle phase is over, I will take my main phase two" he explained. "I will activate from my hand Speed Spell - Magical Contract Door. By giving you a spell card from my hand, I can add a monster to my own. Catch." The phantom thumbed through his hand before picking a card, throwing it to the Ghoulish Rider- Traveler of the Highway to Hell. The card was none other than "Speed Spell - Contract with the Abyss". The Phantom smiled, knowing exactly what he had done. "I'll add Vampire Vamp to my hand with its effect." he explained, before laughing evilly.
"My turn is over."
@Zepavil@Eklispe
"YOU STAY OUT OF THIS!" the cafeteria man shouted Matt down before returning his attention to Taiyou. He snarled quietly at the boy before gently but menacingly putting him down. He then took the fork from the boy's platter and stuck it into the meatloaf before forcing the whole of the meatloaf into his mouth.
Undoubtedly, the meatloaf was cold, a little dry, and a little bland.
"Well?" the cafeteria man asked, placing the fork back onto the platter and his hands on his hips.