The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell certainly had an expression on his face as he witnessed the Revived King Ha Des crush the Pendulum Machine, but that expression was just between him and the Devil. He threw up his hands and cackled, "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Bow down! Sell your soul to me, pacify your Demons and BOW DOWN! Also I end my turn."
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"Your statement saying my statement was false is false!" Konstantinovich declared, "If I don't dissemble you outright after this, I will at least make you suffer greatly for halting my work!"
The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell (and currently perturbed Demonic Detective) drew his next card.
"I'll set down a face down in the Spell & Trap Zone and next I summon Plaguespreader Zombie onto the field in defense mode!" The Ghoulish Rider and Traveler of the Highway of Hell announced as the face down card materialized and shortly after the purple abomination that was Plaguespreader Zombie emerged next to the Pyramid Turtle.
"But don't get used to these two damned friends together for they are going to share a greater bond! Plaguespreader Zombie tune up Pyramid Turtle for the Synchro Summon!" And so Plaguespreader Zombie began wiping down Pyramid Turtle with a purple ooze which led to them both being engulfed in a white flash surrounded by green circles.
"Behold my Synchro Summon, Revived King Ha Des!"
And lo did the zombie clad in regal purple robes, Revived King Ha Des appear onto the field in attack mode, with its 2450 Attack Points itching for a fight. Fyodor pointed at Pendulum Machine.
"Kill!" The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell commanded as Revived King Ha Des flew over to crush the Pendulum Machine.
The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell (and currently perturbed Demonic Detective) drew his next card.
"I'll set down a face down in the Spell & Trap Zone and next I summon Plaguespreader Zombie onto the field in defense mode!" The Ghoulish Rider and Traveler of the Highway of Hell announced as the face down card materialized and shortly after the purple abomination that was Plaguespreader Zombie emerged next to the Pyramid Turtle.
"But don't get used to these two damned friends together for they are going to share a greater bond! Plaguespreader Zombie tune up Pyramid Turtle for the Synchro Summon!" And so Plaguespreader Zombie began wiping down Pyramid Turtle with a purple ooze which led to them both being engulfed in a white flash surrounded by green circles.
"Behold my Synchro Summon, Revived King Ha Des!"
And lo did the zombie clad in regal purple robes, Revived King Ha Des appear onto the field in attack mode, with its 2450 Attack Points itching for a fight. Fyodor pointed at Pendulum Machine.
"Kill!" The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell commanded as Revived King Ha Des flew over to crush the Pendulum Machine.
The Andre the Giant Battle Royale Memorial Match made Baron Corbin into the star he is today. He wouldn't have won Most Metal Athlete Award if he didn't win the Andre the Giant Battle Royale Memorial Match.
Jarl Ragnvaldr Konrad Bergfalk had a few thoughts come to mind. The first of the thoughts was that he needed to secure the document better. After all, if it wasn't properly secured how else would he write down the moral codes that needed to exist before enforcing it upon the masses? The second thought that came to mind was making a mental note that Lionhead made the request to settle affairs before the Demon; he would need to make sure to face off against the beast before going against the faceless one. It would be rude to deny the savage first spot in line, especially since he spoke of wanting that spot.
And the last thought that came to mind was that ill-tempered harlot dressed in the garb of man. And as she threw out nasty accusations and even wanted to lock-up with him, Jarl came to a quick conclusion. This poor child of a woman, perhaps even of Swedish descent, had no proper father or authority figures.
The Swedish Siege walked up to Dawn and turned his helmet from side to side, producing a scraping sound. He patted Dawn on the head with his left hand.
"Oh poor rebekke, I weep at yer lack of a Sire. Ain't having parents is just plain ol' wrong." Jarl Ragnvaldr Kongrad Bergfalk removed his hand as he continued on, "I wot yer confusion seein' 'bout politickin, women are often in teene when outta place. Ain't yer fault ye defaute a Papa to keep you in line. You are just unawar of how much fayn you would be barefoot 'n pregnant in the kitchen while caring for children and a husband." The poltergeist motioned the suit of armor's right arm to stroke at the lower part of the helmet.
"At first I caste on chidyng wit t'route who ain't understanding why moral edicts need to be there; without a firm hand installing viture, kinsfolk succumb t'sin." The Swedish Siege swung his left index finger from side to side, "However can't do that yet. Cause in fair conscience I cannot allow ye to go without knowin' what a Father would say about your dang ol' reckless behavior. So I shall be t'Papa you shoulda had. And young lady..."
The Swedish Siege stretched out his left arm to grab behind Dawn's head to set up a single collar tie, "Yer acting like a sycher. I'mma have to discipline you. But do not worry; I'll be gentle and just firm enough to teach you a lesson."
And the last thought that came to mind was that ill-tempered harlot dressed in the garb of man. And as she threw out nasty accusations and even wanted to lock-up with him, Jarl came to a quick conclusion. This poor child of a woman, perhaps even of Swedish descent, had no proper father or authority figures.
The Swedish Siege walked up to Dawn and turned his helmet from side to side, producing a scraping sound. He patted Dawn on the head with his left hand.
"Oh poor rebekke, I weep at yer lack of a Sire. Ain't having parents is just plain ol' wrong." Jarl Ragnvaldr Kongrad Bergfalk removed his hand as he continued on, "I wot yer confusion seein' 'bout politickin, women are often in teene when outta place. Ain't yer fault ye defaute a Papa to keep you in line. You are just unawar of how much fayn you would be barefoot 'n pregnant in the kitchen while caring for children and a husband." The poltergeist motioned the suit of armor's right arm to stroke at the lower part of the helmet.
"At first I caste on chidyng wit t'route who ain't understanding why moral edicts need to be there; without a firm hand installing viture, kinsfolk succumb t'sin." The Swedish Siege swung his left index finger from side to side, "However can't do that yet. Cause in fair conscience I cannot allow ye to go without knowin' what a Father would say about your dang ol' reckless behavior. So I shall be t'Papa you shoulda had. And young lady..."
The Swedish Siege stretched out his left arm to grab behind Dawn's head to set up a single collar tie, "Yer acting like a sycher. I'mma have to discipline you. But do not worry; I'll be gentle and just firm enough to teach you a lesson."
The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell and currently mystery delayed Demonic Detective had some expression on his face as he witnessed the robot utilize Pendulum Zones and gather an army of automatons. "Маятник зона !? Вы только что сделали, что до сучка! Там нет такого понятия, как "Маятник зоны"! Fyodor shouted out as he shook his fist, "YOU ARE SO BUGGY. THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A PENDULUM ZONE!"
The Pendulum Machine's guillotine swinging attack caused the face down monster to reveal itself as a Pyramid Turtle hiding in its shell. The attack went through and cracked open the pyramid and caused the turtle to shatter apart, with a mysterious fog.
"WITNESS THE POWER OF THE PYRAMID AS FROM THE DESTRUCTION OF PYRAMID TURTLE, I BRING OUT! YES! ANOTHER PYRAMID TURTLE SPECIAL SUMMONED IN DEFENSE MODE!" And so another Pyramid Turtle was brought into existence.
The Pendulum Machine's guillotine swinging attack caused the face down monster to reveal itself as a Pyramid Turtle hiding in its shell. The attack went through and cracked open the pyramid and caused the turtle to shatter apart, with a mysterious fog.
"WITNESS THE POWER OF THE PYRAMID AS FROM THE DESTRUCTION OF PYRAMID TURTLE, I BRING OUT! YES! ANOTHER PYRAMID TURTLE SPECIAL SUMMONED IN DEFENSE MODE!" And so another Pyramid Turtle was brought into existence.
There was most probably an expression as The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell's shanghaiing failed on the robot, but that expression was solely between him and the Devil. Well, perhaps Fyodor should've straight up gone with fighting it at first sight. But alas hindsight was twenty twenty as the old saying went.
Fyodor Leo Konstantinovich activated the auto-shuffle function and activated his duel disk. The orange scythe was created from solid light. He gathered his hand as he dramatically pointed at the robot before going on a tirade.
"Проклятый ваш испорченной япошка железа!
Вы не следовали моим командам. Из-за этого предательства я буду лично отправлю тебя в трудовой лагерь. Ну после того, как я выиграть это дуэль конечно.
Однако ... возможно, я должен просто превратить вас в металлолом после моей победы!"
"I'm going first." spoke the Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell as he glanced at his hand, pondering the move he would make.
He placed a single monster down on the field face down in defense mode.
"The notion was very acceptable, you are simply a low class model that is full of glitches I'm sure. End turn."
Fyodor Leo Konstantinovich activated the auto-shuffle function and activated his duel disk. The orange scythe was created from solid light. He gathered his hand as he dramatically pointed at the robot before going on a tirade.
"Проклятый ваш испорченной япошка железа!
Вы не следовали моим командам. Из-за этого предательства я буду лично отправлю тебя в трудовой лагерь. Ну после того, как я выиграть это дуэль конечно.
Однако ... возможно, я должен просто превратить вас в металлолом после моей победы!"
"I'm going first." spoke the Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell as he glanced at his hand, pondering the move he would make.
He placed a single monster down on the field face down in defense mode.
"The notion was very acceptable, you are simply a low class model that is full of glitches I'm sure. End turn."
Excellent. The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell, and currently acting a sort of Demonic Detective had found the building which would probably hold the records alongside of course housing all the buses and other things Fyodor might wanted to snag. Now all Konstantinovich had to do was break in, find the information needed for the case and get out with any other potential goodies.
Well that was the original plan. The Ghoulish Rider Traveler of the Highway of Hell and current Demonic Detective turned around to see that he was not alone. For he had a steel security agent on his tail. Fyodor thought up several schemes to try. Outright fist fighting this annoyance would be tricky; so instead of that, for the moment, it was time for boldfaced manuevering.
"Hail Metal Comrade of Industry! You are not happy it seems. That is very bad. I must report you for not being happy." Konstantinovich walked towards Professor Furiko and shook his head.
"Fret not! You'll be fixed either with new parts or you'll donate possible non corrupt scrap make new loyal and happy machine! Have dignity in last moments and open the garage."
Well that was the original plan. The Ghoulish Rider Traveler of the Highway of Hell and current Demonic Detective turned around to see that he was not alone. For he had a steel security agent on his tail. Fyodor thought up several schemes to try. Outright fist fighting this annoyance would be tricky; so instead of that, for the moment, it was time for boldfaced manuevering.
"Hail Metal Comrade of Industry! You are not happy it seems. That is very bad. I must report you for not being happy." Konstantinovich walked towards Professor Furiko and shook his head.
"Fret not! You'll be fixed either with new parts or you'll donate possible non corrupt scrap make new loyal and happy machine! Have dignity in last moments and open the garage."
Well. The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell had even a bit more new information. The light of the orange dissipated as the final blow against him was made. Fyodor clutched onto the card he drew last for a few seconds before returning back into the deck compartment of his duel disk.
There was no time for dawdling now. Konstantinovich had a more important mission to go on now. Wandering away, The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell knew that he had a case to solve. For only he would have the necessary skills of monologuing, fist-fighting and intimidation skills, knowledge of the shady hangouts - well maybe not in Japan - and he knew he worked alone. And since no one died from the brick throw, it needed to be returned to him.
It was time for Fyodor to accept the case 'Discovery of the Damned Brick.' With that in mind The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell thought back to the initial explanation he was given. The brick was supposedly picked by someone else. The road he threw it on wasn't urbanized. It was a rural spot, nothing but farms.
Chances were that it was someone on the bus who nabbed his brick. There was a whole pool of suspects and places it could've went. He needed to find a dossier about the bus records.
Fyodor strode off in search for the bus garage while in the back of his mind thinking about if this had any decent cigarettes.
There was no time for dawdling now. Konstantinovich had a more important mission to go on now. Wandering away, The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell knew that he had a case to solve. For only he would have the necessary skills of monologuing, fist-fighting and intimidation skills, knowledge of the shady hangouts - well maybe not in Japan - and he knew he worked alone. And since no one died from the brick throw, it needed to be returned to him.
It was time for Fyodor to accept the case 'Discovery of the Damned Brick.' With that in mind The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell thought back to the initial explanation he was given. The brick was supposedly picked by someone else. The road he threw it on wasn't urbanized. It was a rural spot, nothing but farms.
Chances were that it was someone on the bus who nabbed his brick. There was a whole pool of suspects and places it could've went. He needed to find a dossier about the bus records.
Fyodor strode off in search for the bus garage while in the back of his mind thinking about if this had any decent cigarettes.
The Spirit Reaper dutifully looked forward knowing it was the sole vanguard to protect the kingdom of the damned. Spirit Reaper was ready, Spirit Reaper was prepared. It gazed upon one bobble-headed spearmen, fully aware it was the one of the few things that could remove it from the field and stop its task. Fyodor Leo Konstantinovich peered from behind the helmet as he watched the man with the hat as the first of the two Sasuke Samurai designated with the number four, made its charge to the Spirit Reaper. The coin was flipped and it appeared that it landed in such a way that would cause Spirit Reaper to get destroyed.
In its last moments, Spirit Reaper clutched onto its scythe staring forth at its destroyer dead in the eyes, fully prepared to be sent to the Graveyard. The spear pierced true as Spirit Reaper exploded in a grey puff. The next move that was going to happen was obvious to Fyodor.
As the other Sasuke Samurai #4 was making its charge, Fyodor gracefully extended his arms out to both sides at shoulder length as he tilted his head to the right prepared for his crucifixion stabbing. But again, it appeared that some did not understand an important scene and instead of being stabbed in the chest he was stabbed at his right knee. His leg buckled down as he moved his arms back into a more natural position.
At 1700 Lifepoints it did not seem like the Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell was in anything but a bad position. Beneath that black helmet there had to be an expression of some sort; but as per usual that expression was just between him and the Devil.
"Gwahah-" Fyodor began cackling as he arose to a fully upright position. "Gwahahahaha! Ahahaha! GWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Fyodor laughed as he leaned backwards.
"GWAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! FOOLS! I need no turnabout! For I ALREADY WON!" He returned back to an upright position before leaning forward. He quickly pointed at Matt as he turned to look at Ayami. "Ever since that one entered play, I could not lose! GWAHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHA! AND YOU DIDN'T SEE IT!"
Fyodor casually drew a card before he went about a more important action, theatrical pacing. He clasped his hands together in a mockery of a prayer, "Oh Infernal One, I give thanks that the conditions for my no loss situation occurred and allowed me to humbly serve you in spreading mayhem!
He stopped and turned on the heels of his feet to return to stare at them.
"Now the two of you can't possibly understand how my diabolic plan could cause me to achieve victory in either victory or defeat. So I shall explain to you simpletons! There was certainly an expression on The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell's face; but that was between him and the Devil. Although based on context clues, it might've been easier to guess than other expressions.
"This setting made it all too perfect. Satan blessed this gauntlet by making the conditions just right for me to spread mayhem. Because of the lack of intrusion penalty, it was far more likely that someone would interfere in a game. Perhaps a game which would involve me." Fyodor performed a flourish of the right hand as he continued on in his villainous monologue. "Now with that established, I'm sure you two can follow the details of my plan. All I had to do was get someone, anyone who felt "righteous" or "vindictive", The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell emphasized with air quotes, enough to join in arms with someone against me."
Konstantinovich returned back to pacing as he performed another flourish with his hand, "And as we all know, that has happened. Thanks to you..." The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell spun again on his heels and faced Matt directly, "I gained the position I sought from the very beginning, because from that point on there would be only two options! He raised up his right hand and stuck two fingers out, "The first result would be my victory. Through victory, I win."
He moved one of the fingers down.
"And the second result would be my defeat. BUT!..." Fyodor dramatically flung his right arm out to stare at the imaginary skull he had in it.
DRAMATIC PAUSE!
"IF I LOST, THE BATTLE WOULD STILL GO ON! AND IT WOULD BE BETWEEN THE TWO ALLIES WHO SOUGHT TO DEFEAT THE HUMBLE SERVANT OF LUCIFER! THOSE FORCES OF "RIGHTEOUSNESS" WOULD HAVE TO CANNIBALIZE EACH OTHER FOR MY AMUSEMENT! THROUGH LOSS I SPREAD AN EVEN GREATER MAYHEM! GWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Fyodor began slowly clapping. He went on for a rather extended period of time as he eyed between Matt and Ayami. "And besides winning in spreading mayhem in the INFERNAL ONE'S NAME, by making you allies face off against each other." The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell turned to face Matt. "You've even ran your mouth to disclose valuable pieces of information to me!"
The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell leaned back as he began maniacally cackling once again. Raising out his right arm, he performed a twirling flourish as he took his bow, and extended his left arm out.
"The battle was fought
Through trial and turmoil
The Heavenly Forces thought they won the spoils.
But little did they know
Of the Hellish plot in which they were caught.
Angels were now in the Underworldy Throes.
NOW LET THE CURTAINS FALL UPON THIS SCENE
AND MAY ALL OF MAN KNOW
THROUGH SUPERIOR PLOTTING HELL REIGNS SUPREME!
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Arising up from his bow he clapped, "I drew my card. The turn is over. Which one of you will fall... Ahahaha."
In its last moments, Spirit Reaper clutched onto its scythe staring forth at its destroyer dead in the eyes, fully prepared to be sent to the Graveyard. The spear pierced true as Spirit Reaper exploded in a grey puff. The next move that was going to happen was obvious to Fyodor.
As the other Sasuke Samurai #4 was making its charge, Fyodor gracefully extended his arms out to both sides at shoulder length as he tilted his head to the right prepared for his crucifixion stabbing. But again, it appeared that some did not understand an important scene and instead of being stabbed in the chest he was stabbed at his right knee. His leg buckled down as he moved his arms back into a more natural position.
At 1700 Lifepoints it did not seem like the Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell was in anything but a bad position. Beneath that black helmet there had to be an expression of some sort; but as per usual that expression was just between him and the Devil.
"Gwahah-" Fyodor began cackling as he arose to a fully upright position. "Gwahahahaha! Ahahaha! GWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Fyodor laughed as he leaned backwards.
"GWAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! FOOLS! I need no turnabout! For I ALREADY WON!" He returned back to an upright position before leaning forward. He quickly pointed at Matt as he turned to look at Ayami. "Ever since that one entered play, I could not lose! GWAHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHA! AND YOU DIDN'T SEE IT!"
Fyodor casually drew a card before he went about a more important action, theatrical pacing. He clasped his hands together in a mockery of a prayer, "Oh Infernal One, I give thanks that the conditions for my no loss situation occurred and allowed me to humbly serve you in spreading mayhem!
He stopped and turned on the heels of his feet to return to stare at them.
"Now the two of you can't possibly understand how my diabolic plan could cause me to achieve victory in either victory or defeat. So I shall explain to you simpletons! There was certainly an expression on The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell's face; but that was between him and the Devil. Although based on context clues, it might've been easier to guess than other expressions.
"This setting made it all too perfect. Satan blessed this gauntlet by making the conditions just right for me to spread mayhem. Because of the lack of intrusion penalty, it was far more likely that someone would interfere in a game. Perhaps a game which would involve me." Fyodor performed a flourish of the right hand as he continued on in his villainous monologue. "Now with that established, I'm sure you two can follow the details of my plan. All I had to do was get someone, anyone who felt "righteous" or "vindictive", The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell emphasized with air quotes, enough to join in arms with someone against me."
Konstantinovich returned back to pacing as he performed another flourish with his hand, "And as we all know, that has happened. Thanks to you..." The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell spun again on his heels and faced Matt directly, "I gained the position I sought from the very beginning, because from that point on there would be only two options! He raised up his right hand and stuck two fingers out, "The first result would be my victory. Through victory, I win."
He moved one of the fingers down.
"And the second result would be my defeat. BUT!..." Fyodor dramatically flung his right arm out to stare at the imaginary skull he had in it.
DRAMATIC PAUSE!
"IF I LOST, THE BATTLE WOULD STILL GO ON! AND IT WOULD BE BETWEEN THE TWO ALLIES WHO SOUGHT TO DEFEAT THE HUMBLE SERVANT OF LUCIFER! THOSE FORCES OF "RIGHTEOUSNESS" WOULD HAVE TO CANNIBALIZE EACH OTHER FOR MY AMUSEMENT! THROUGH LOSS I SPREAD AN EVEN GREATER MAYHEM! GWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Fyodor began slowly clapping. He went on for a rather extended period of time as he eyed between Matt and Ayami. "And besides winning in spreading mayhem in the INFERNAL ONE'S NAME, by making you allies face off against each other." The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell turned to face Matt. "You've even ran your mouth to disclose valuable pieces of information to me!"
The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell leaned back as he began maniacally cackling once again. Raising out his right arm, he performed a twirling flourish as he took his bow, and extended his left arm out.
"The battle was fought
Through trial and turmoil
The Heavenly Forces thought they won the spoils.
But little did they know
Of the Hellish plot in which they were caught.
Angels were now in the Underworldy Throes.
NOW LET THE CURTAINS FALL UPON THIS SCENE
AND MAY ALL OF MAN KNOW
THROUGH SUPERIOR PLOTTING HELL REIGNS SUPREME!
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Arising up from his bow he clapped, "I drew my card. The turn is over. Which one of you will fall... Ahahaha."
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