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The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell simply stood near the edge of the pitfall. Behind the helmet of The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell, there was most certainly an expression as he gazed down examining the details of the hole in the ground. However that expression was just between him and the Devil.

He paid little attention to the suspect trapped below, who was going off on a tirade before having their shot at being let out. Nor did he pay much attention to the staff-member who still failed to provide him details about the case, or why the supervisors were busy. Oh the Sinful Sleuth knew, he delivered an Unholy Sermon on the subject.

Shifting his attention to the dirty peasant child, The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell spoke, "That guy." Konstantinovich pointed towards Yuryuu once again, "That one right there is who you'd be up against." Rolling his shoulders around, Fyodor mused aloud in an attempt to gather some minor seeming information, "Lovely day for the morning star isn't it?"
The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell most certainly had an expression underneath his helmet as he was not informed of the details of the cases of her supervisors, or even the name of this underling. But that expression was just between him and the Devil. The Enigmatic Soul clad in the riddles of black walked towards the pit and pointed towards Yuryuu as the goon, who probably disappointed her supervisors at some-point or another, gave the speech.

"Sooooo, do you need my services? I'll collect statements but if you have no important information to share about your case, or the status of your supervisors, the situation doesn't seem to behoove me staying here." spoke the possibly-on-another-mystery Demonic Detective, and always Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell.
So, could there be such a thing as an Occult Numbers After-school Club that tries to duel with each other bringing out those scary Numbers cards, to see if the rumors are true?

Cause if there isn't, Aya's totally starting one up.


There are surely quite a few after-school clubs. Hell, maybe that is what Ra Enthusiast is there primarily for; gotta induct Aya into the Underwater Basket-Weaving Club.
Going to just take a crack that general tech level around the planet is more futuristic in general than Earth Stuff, cause of say Cyborgs.
The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell made note of the information his acolyte was 'warning' him about. Yuryuu then stopped after following him fairly close to the school grounds. He turned back towards Yuryuu and spoke, "Ah so you did hear parts of my Sermon, yes he vowed his soul to the cause. Why didn't you say so earlier. As for the interruption..." He paused dramatically as he turned his helmet to the sound of the footsteps, "Afraid to say, the company has arrived." Striding towards the woman, The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell's featureless gaze was upon her.

"Well should be part of it." Konstantinovich offhandedly remarked. As she brought up the fact she was from campus, but for reasons not related to his cause, there was certainly an expression under The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell's helmet. But that expression was between him and the Devil.

He approached her closely and used his left hand to flick at her hair, "Oh there, there. Calm and relax yourself. Let the star of the morning shine brightly upon your being. You have made this treacherous journey not for your supervisors; but you made it instead for your own enlightenment. Speak your name and share the details of your case, and that of your Supervisors, to me. When the times allow for myself to be carried away in investigation work, I am one damn good detective."

He paused for a moment to reflect on the words of Yuryuu, "You won't have the slightest bit of trouble learning of my intentions I assure you."

@GarlandDaHero @Lord Szall

"Watch. Your. Tone." pointedly remarked The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway to Hell to Katsuragi. The biker clad in black then focused his attention towards the boy who revealed himself as Sikao Yuryuu and the one apparently was the source of the 'trouble' Tekkan had mentioned.

Surely this wasn't all the trouble of Tekkan dealt with. One boy, presumably part of the Tournament Phase, was enough to send his neophyte running back to him with such a distraught temper? Perhaps this one was part of the Staff scouting out.

"Is this the only company that I've been brought? Only other one lost soul touched by my Sermon I, The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell, delivered to the unwashed masses so they could hear the Will of the Odious One? Or perhaps only one idolator of the Angels sent against a humble Prophet of Hell? Hmph. I expected either a larger skirmish against the Heavenly Kingdom, or that many hearts who have realized the truth would have set forth on their pilgrimage."

"Oh how there is much for the lost souls to learn, and for me to teach." He raised up his duel-disk, as the solid vision orange scythe blade shot up. He began walking towards Yuryuu, then past him on the dirt road.

"You will come and follow. Your challenge will happen further along the dirt road; I fully expect the company I suspect to arrive shortly. I will face it down there instead of dealing with it at the Sanctuary, which I still haven't been able to properly bless in His Dark Name. The neophyte will return back to campus, for the word strangely has not traveled." He spoke before heading down the dirt road away from his Unholy Sanctuary and towards that den of vile angel idolatry known as Saotome Duel Academy.
@Lord Szall

Out. Static lifepoints during the Battle Royale, returns back to normal after. So it'd be 4000 my end, 1200 your end. Will wait to do duel shenanigans just for confirmation sake or something along those lines.
Only time The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell wouldn't have his helmet on is if the moment was really, really, really, REALLY dramatic enough to justify the helmet being off.

This is not the case.

Assuming the case is I start game at regular 4000.
@Lord Szall - Psst. The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell is not on a motorcycle right now. He is on foot. He also doesn't have his Duel Runner on his Unholy Grounds. Sure he has two other vehicles, but not his motorcycle. But he is not also on, well really in, them.

So still in the tournament. 1200 life points you said?
@KOgaming
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"So...", The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell began to speak to the mechanic prisoner he had tied up to a ladder he found in the truck with rope and chain which were also found in the truck. He had secured his newfound chained up prisoner, in one of the empty barnhouses of his new Unholy Sanctuary Site. "Not quite sure if you are awake or not, and I can't quite begin my processes and rituals without your full attention. But I shall demonstrate a touch of hospitality while warming up my vocal cords for the events to come! I shall demonstrate with a sample from the Threepenny Opera." The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell began to pace a bit back and forth, "Now I know what you are thinking, 'That is no TRUE Opera, it is but a simple musical. And don't claim that the English School is a thing! Why aren't you performing a PROPER ITALIAN OPERA!' Well to that I say, yes the English School is an acceptable form of Opera and as I said this was merely to warm up my vocal cords. Its simple format makes it ideal for this, plus I wouldn't want to waste a performance from the other schools upon someone I'm not sure is quite with me and the plan yet."

Clearing his throat, Fyodor began some prep work, "Ah aaah aaah ah aaa-". And at that moment he heard some beckoning from a distance. "Well I suppose we must do this later."

@GarlandDaHero @Lord Szall

The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell exited the barnyard pondering about what was the source of that scream. He quickly presumed that it must've been his loyal Neophyte. It was somewhat curious that he would be back so soon; hopefully this would be about him successfully gathering new converts, instead of about the investigation the school was most assuredly doing. After all, Konstantinovich knew he was not the least bit subtle in his intentions.

Some would probably claim that smashing through that garage was a bit much. Maybe the bus was a bit too fast while escaping. Perhaps others would view that continuing to drive with his loyal new convert hanging onto the bus was too much. Or that directing that aforementioned convert to jump off the bus and crash into a pick-up truck was just a bit of a notifier to plans. These people would be wrong as The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway knew something that those hypothetical worrywarts did not. He had style.

Needless to say Fyodor exited the barnyard and strolled towards the dirt road. "You've come to report I hear. Pray te-" he paused for a moment as his mind lingered on the word the acolyte Tekkan said last. "Help? ...What did you do? TELL ME YOU ARE NOT REPORTING UNSATISFACTORY NEWS!" Spying Tekkan in the distance, The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell continued to march forward.

Surely this news couldn't be that bad...
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