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Also, uh, let's say the location is Not-Japan
I don't think I mentioned any country in my bio. Should be good on that front.
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I don't think I mentioned any country in my bio. Should be good on that front.
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I feel like reading the post answers this, but here it is:
It's a combination of the two; it's closer to the real world, in that the card game as we know it, exists. The main characters and their home town exist, but because this setting more closely resembles reality (on the surface), duelist kingdom and all that, either never happened, or were just normal card tournaments. Another overlap with the anime is that they still call it "Duel Monsters".
Does that clear it up for you?
Yes
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Reading the whole thing would answer most of these questions, but I'm going to be cool about it: we're using master rules 5, I provided a link for the rules.
We're using the latest ban list, including limited and semi limited, I included a link for that too
The settings based limitations are, admittedly, only given a basic acknowledgement; nobody is trying to escalate to where it's open duel monsters warfare, with casualties and massive property damage because for one reason or another all 3 "factions" are incentivized to keep this all secret. Deferring back to the rules and ban list, there's nothing stopping people from running Sleifer or whatever, but when you consider the setting itself, a giant monster appearing anywhere, especially the middle of the city or something, is going to draw unwanted attention. So, I guess a "rule" on that would be, Power Rangers; don't do it unless not doing it becomes the worse option. Within the intro, for example, "NotJoey" pulled a troublesome stunt in the eyes of The Duelist Society, but, it was literally life or death, backed into a corner. He also got out of there and avoided getting involved with the authorities, who are going to make up their own plausible explanation for what the hell just happened.
I'm very interested to see what you have in mind for a unique card, and character, once you've read the provided material. PM, please
So is this not the anime setting, then? I was under the assumption that cards like the Egyptian Gods, Sacred Beasts, or Earthbound Immortals would be off-limits due to them all being one-of-a-kind and in some cases possessing apocalyptic levels of power.
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Hmmm... An interesting take, considering (in the ooc) I mentioned a parking garage/structure, and the clockwork duel disk being out of date. Not to mention the excessive lighting in the city, and the portable phone.
Are you referring to the OOC, or just what I've described in this thread? too late for me to change it, in any case
Oh I was referring to the latter. I spotted the link above after I hit "send". xD
If I may offer a thought, the description of plot sounds like something that would take place in like the late 1800s or early 1900s. You know like something akin to Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. Or even Sherlock Holmes with an occult magic twist to it.
Midgar
Arahabaki ~ Consul YWord Count: 612
Level 7 Roxas: 48/70
Exp: 1
NEW EXP Balance--- 49/70
Between Flow Motion and the dash of his StepSword, Roxas was probably one of the most agile and maneuverable of the Seekers aside from those who could straight up fly. So trying to flee from the giant vacuum attack was something he could do at least for a time and it resulted in him being one of the last to finally be consumed by the attack. And yet, that wasn’t the end apparently. He and everyone else awoke in a big white room patterned with geometric lines and shapes.
And at the center of it was the Consul. Or at least Roxas assumed that’s what it was. Some kind of mass of geometric lines surrounding a dark polygonal core, ”Um…” Roxas stammered, having no idea whatsoever what was going on, ”...Okaaaay.”
He heard Sandalphon’s explanation, something about them needing to fight their way out otherwise they’d get fully consumed along with everything else. Well that at least made things simple. And all of them against this one core thing? Easy! Or maybe not… because that was about when the core thing suddenly summoned a bunch of humanoid figures made up of purple wireframes.
”This seems… weirdly familiar.” Roxas commented. Was there something in his or Sora’s memories that was tied to what looked like a digital landscape? If there was, Roxas couldn’t recall it clearly. Something about… Bugs and… Datascapes? That part of his time within Sora’s Heart was admittedly pretty fuzzy and… absolutely confusing.
But no more time for thinking. The Wireframe enemies were closing in and they were clearly not friendly. But now Roxas’ MP had recharged so he could afford to be more aggressive again. The first cluster of them that came at him were treated to a healthy zap of lightning courtesy of a Thundaga spell. Then Roxas used his StepSword to dash into a flurry of strikes from both energy sword and keyblade alike. That dash was proving to be instrumentally useful in getting around faster, even in a big empty space like this where there were no objects or structures for him to use Flow Motion with.
”Finally!” Roxas quipped as he finished off a small cluster of Wireframes, ”Enemies I can actually fight back against!” Sure the situation wasn’t great but honestly the Nobody preferred this over getting bullied by a bunch of invisible Legios he couldn’t touch any day of the week.
The Keybearer was able to develop a routine of using StepSword to put himself in the midst of a wireframe cluster only to follow that up with a Thundaga Spell to soften them up. After that they were usually simple enough to finish off with strings of normal attacks. But he didn’t want to just fight wireframes all day long. The Consul’s form was over in the distance and Roxas suspected that the wireframes wouldn’t stop coming until they could actually concentrate their attacks on the thing that was summoning them.
With this in mind, Roxas decided not to focus on the wireframes so much. He instead used his StepSword dash in conjunction with what little Flow Motion he could build up to try and work his way closer to the Consul. When he started getting closer, Roxas dispelled his Keyblade in order to free up his right hand to take shots at the Consul with his RockGun. Of course he was still using the StepSword to dash and slash his way through wireframes at the same time. Ultimately he wanted to get close enough to start hacking at the Consul with melee strikes.
The Under
The Chasm ~ Dirtmouth
@Lugubrious Nadia Fortune | @Yankee Therion
Word Count: 589
Level 5 Ganondorf: 30/60
Exp: 1
NEW EXP Balance--- 31/60
For Ganondorf, the Chasm was easily traversed. He still had his Phantom Pet after all. And just like he had done when he descended into Mercy Dreams, he did the same thing here and safely glided down to the bottom of the Chasm. He was in a better mood now that he had a full belly. Those finches and pigeons were a little on the gamey side but not too different from eating pheasant. And if the choice was between that and something bug-related? Well, he’d take the birds every time.
At the bottom of the Chasm they found a silver-armored knight wielding a pickaxe. What kind of a knight would perform such menial tasks rather than have some squire or servant do it for him? Perhaps this particular knight wasn’t as wealthy as his silver armor suggested. And what exactly was a “hellevator” anyway? Something to do with the blocky waterfall? The knight didn’t exactly stick around long enough to answer questions and instead went right back to digging himself further down.
That armored girl with the blocky figure, Makena - whom they encountered above. Something about her struck the warlord as… vaguely familiar. Her physique looked almost identical to the watery zombies he’d fought in the Shrine of Light. And now he began to wonder if she could have told them where to find more of those handy little Ender Pearls. But unfortunately she was already gone now and Ganondorf himself was in no mood to go chasing her down for such information.
”A word of advice,” he spoke up to the other Seekers once they were all down and gathered, ”I fought zombie creatures with the same exact build as that woman who climbed out of here. We may want to be on the lookout for them around here too. And keep your eyes open for any dark green and black pearls. Snatch up any you find, they’ll teleport you to whatever spot you throw them to. Handy for getting through pesky obstacles or reaching places you couldn’t have reached otherwise. Ender Pearls, I believe they’re called.”
And then of course there was the obvious question about the Guardian. And unfortunately for the Seekers, despite all the time he spent chained to the entrance of the Black Egg, Ganondorf knew nothing of the creature that slumbered within it, ”I’m afraid Toriel and Consul P weren’t exactly chatty about that subject. So your guesses are about as good as mine, I’m afraid.” Ganondorf concluded with a shake of his head, ”That quiet little knight seemed to know a great deal, but Goddess only knows where he ran off to.”
”And one more thing.” Ganondorf added before the Seekers could disperse, ”I found another one of those Flame Clocks the Consuls are fond of in the Castle at Holograd. I didn’t know what it was at the time, but now that that hooded girl has told us of their significance, I thought this might be information worth sharing.”
After that, Ganondorf went ahead and made sure he was traveling near the two Octopaths. Or Therion at least. The warlord presented the thief with the pair of sickles he’d found in the Shrine of Light, ”I found these while I was separated from the group. They’re a little too light weight for my taste, so maybe you can make better use of them.”
Roxas was still getting roughed up even as the Neuron Officer showed up to help the Seekers. But after that, a lot of the clones and their legios seemed to back off and leave him alone. Guess this stranger was a bigger threat. Well, at least that meant Roxas could catch his breath and actually think for a second. Well, he would have, if he hadn’t been immediately distracted by the sight of Hayato fusing with his own Legion into… something else. Whatever that was, it was effective, taking clones left and right. And it also seemed to have the Consul frazzled too.
Speaking of, Consul Y then recalled all the clones to him and… fused with them? All of them? Fusing sometimes had unexpected side effects, but doing it en masse like this? That couldn’t possibly be good. But at least it left him with a form they could all see and hit, so that was at least something!
”It’s about time.” Roxas grumbled after seeing Sandalphon’s shot actually hit the Soul of Ambition, ”I was getting really tired of those invisible legios.” he began to run toward the newly formed boss enemy. Roxas was actually still banged up a bit from the beating he had been taking earlier from the legios, but he did get a healing pass from Blazermate overhead that gave him a much needed pick-me-up. That was just going to have to do for now. He had no MP, and even if he did, he would have wanted to preserve it to try and hit this ugly thing as hard as possible as soon as a chance opened up.
Speaking of opportunities, right about now was when Roxas saw Midna anchoring the boss’s arm to the bridge. Well, he had no MP still, but a shot was a shot. He dashed up to the spot on the bridge where the hand was and parkoured up onto it. From there Roxas ran up along the arm. The other arm inevitably tried to swipe at him, but Roxas was able to clear over it like jumping a hurdle. As he got close he saw the eyes of one of the heads glow in order to charge and shoot a laser attack. This he managed to block with his Keyblade causing the shot to redirect elsewhere. All during his run, Roxas had been taking potshots at the boss's heads using his RockGun.
But once he was close enough it was time to change it up. He ignited his StepSword and wielded it alongside a Keyblade in his right hand. He launched himself with the StepSword’s dash attack in order to get in a quick slice on the boss’s left-most head. He followed that up with a Keyblade strike and then used another StepSword dash to dodge an incoming laser shot resulting in him landing on the boss’s left shoulder and followed with a quick combo of slices.
Roxas didn’t want to be too risky so he used one more StepSword dash to launch himself away from the boss and back down to the bridge where Midna and her summoned creatures were positioned. His MP still hadn’t recharged, so he went back taking potshots with his RockGun. It was a good opening Midna had given him, but now that it was used up the only thing for Roxas to do was to keep stalling for his MP to recharge.
But once it did, then he could fight more earnestly. That had essentially become his strategy and fighting style. Fight more aggressively when he MP to spend, but reign it in and be more cautious while his MP recharged. And right now he was in one of those recharging phases. Of course, he’d capitalize on whatever opportunity one of his friends gave him like he did with Midna at the bridge. This did also make Roxas wish he had thought to buy some ethers or something similar. If he had items that could more quickly recharge or restore his MP, then he could be a lot more aggressive with his attacks and spells. Oh well, that was just something he’d have to think about in the future.
"Remind me to stockpile some Ethers if we get out of this alive." he quipped to Midna moments after he came back from his assault on the boss's heads, "The less time I have to wait for my magic to recharge, the better."
The Under
The Chasm ~ Dirtmouth
@Lugubrious Nadia Fortune
Word Count: 2,315
Level 5 Ganondorf: 27/60
Exp: +3
NEW EXP Balance--- 30/60
Ganondorf kept quiet during the departure from Mercy Dreams. Having come off the heels of three fights in rapid succession - not to mention all the trouble he had to go through in the Cathedral above as well as reaching it in the first place - needless to say he was tired. So the thought of being able to ride back to their next destination was a welcomed one. Even though said ride turned out to be giant beetles with seats mounted on them, Ganondorf chose not to look the gift horse in the mouth and climbed aboard.
Even during the ride itself, he mostly chose not to make conversation and took the opportunity to rest his eyes a bit. He’d pretty much all but decided already that he would be resting for the night as soon as he was able to. Even if Dirtmouth had places to see or things to do, he reasoned it could all wait until morning. And for once he knew for certain that it was indeed nighttime up on the surface. Up until now he had no choice to make a guess as to the approximate time of day given that the likes of sundials didn’t exactly work down here. But now that he’d seen the surface - albeit briefly - it allowed him to recalibrate his sense of time as it were.
Ganondorf sleepily opened his eyes as all the beetles came to stop. Dirtmouth, as it was called, looked like a pretty miserable husk of a city. Maybe it used to be something greater in times past, but those glory days were clearly long behind it. It was filled to brim with abandoned huts and hovels that looked like they could be knocked down by a strong enough breeze. But in this state of exhaustion and the evening growing later by the second? Beggars couldn’t be choosers.
”If it’s all the same, I’m going to turn in early.” he announced to the other Seekers as they disembarked from their rides, ”Whatever there is to do around here, I’m sure I’ll see it for myself in the morning.”
He only paused momentarily for any kind of response he was offered in return before he took off on his own. He didn’t wander far, only enough to find the least uncomfortable-looking hovel he could find and claimed the abandoned dwelling for himself. He entered inside and rested his weapons against the wall nearby. He supposed he probably should have at least ate a meal but he was already ready to fall back asleep and so he’d just wait until morning and eat breakfast instead.
It didn’t take Ganondorf long to drift off into sleep.
In his dreams, Ganondorf found himself elsewhere. He was leading a siege against Hyrule Castle and its surrounding town. His veritable horde of Moblins, Bokoblins, Lizalfos, Dinalfos, Aeralfos, and Darknuts threw themselves at the Hylian defenders. The Gerudo King’s invasion was unannounced and unexpected. This had allowed his forces to cut a swath through Hyrule’s lands and sweep up bases and outposts that had become poorly defended due to years of peace and complacency. Now the King was holed up in his castle along with his whelp of a daughter. Apparently the coward wasn’t even brave enough to lead his own men, having left that task to his and Zelda’s Sheikah bodyguard.
She at least was no fool. She consolidated the Hylian forces and focused their defense on Hyrule Castle and the walls of Castle Town. And it seemed she had also managed to send for reinforcements from the Goron and Zora tribes, providing some meager defenses coming from the west and east respectively. And just like Zelda’s father, it seemed King Zora was also too cowardly to come out and fight, but at the very least Darunia was willing to directly lead his brothers into battle.
”So all you have to your name is a single Sheikah general and a foolhardy Goron chieftain?” Ganondorf scoffed with an arrogant smirk, ”Don’t make me laugh!”
But there was another among the ranks of his enemy’s forces that Ganondorf took no notice of at first. And why would he? The green-clothed brat couldn’t have been any older than eleven or twelve years old! But whatever that boy was doing, it was effective. First he managed to call out to a Great Fairy to use her power to raise the waters of Lake Hylia to flood the northwestern quadrant of Hyrule Field, wiping out the base and portion of Ganondorf’s forces that were occupying it while also giving the Zoras free reign to take back control with their aquatic dominance. Then he and Darunia were able to coordinate a rock slide attack from atop Death Mountain. It damaged Kakariko Village but also gave the Gorons the chance they needed to retake the area and push out Ganondorf’s forces there.
”Everywhere I go, there always seems to be one of you annoying Heroes standing in my way.” Ganondorf mused as he fumed with anger and frustration. He shot a glare at the nearby Koume and Kotake, ”Do it!” he ordered them. The twin Gerudo witches wasted no time. They floated upward on their brooms and began casting magic of their own. This awakened the bones of the dead littered around Hyrule Field, calling forth a horde of Stalchildren and Stalfos to join Ganondorf’s army of darkness. And although he had lost his forces in the east and west, his army was now consolidated for a central charge against the gates of Hyrule Castle Town.
And so while the Zoras and Gorons now had freshly reinforced opponents to deal with on their ends, this left the green-clad kid with little choice but to come face the King of Evil on his own. How pathetic! The kid was too small to wield his sword properly and had to hold it with both hands. And were those… masks hanging at his waist? What good did he expect those to do in the heat of battle?
”You annoying brat…” Ganondorf taunted young Link as the kid approached him, ”...it’s time you learned what happens to those who defy me.” Ganondorf summoned his Trident to his hands with a crack of lightning, ”And you… you’re about to understand… just who it is you picked a fight with!”
Link ran toward him but Ganondorf didn’t even let him get within reach before he threw his Trident forward, the weapon outright spinning through the air at Link and forcing him to dig in his heels and try to block it. But Ganondorf’s physical strength was much greater than the boy’s, and so he found himself knocked to the ground by the attack. And without much time to react before Ganondorf himself came launching forward with a shoulder tackle that led into him lashing his arm out into a lariat that sent Link flying further backward. After this Ganondorf recalled his Trident and jumped straight up in order to throw the weapon back down at the ground. It was aimed for Link but he managed to roll himself away from it in time. Except Ganondorf then used his own magic to call down a powerful bolt of lightning that crashed into the Trident like a lightning rod and sent out a shockwave of thunder and lightning around it.
Now Link was finally able to get within sword reach of Ganondorf. But he was still at a disadvantage, being so much smaller and thus having a smaller reach than his opponent. But Link’s courage remained unshaken and he fought regardless. After a few exchanges it became clear that Ganondorf was toying with him, ”What kind of pathetic excuse for a Hero are you?” he demanded after knocking Link to the ground a second time. Link had no choice, and grabbed a mask that was hanging on his belt and quickly placed it on his face. The mask imbued him with power as well as transformed him. Soon Ganondorf was staring down a taller, more muscular version of Link with white hair and dark clothes. His weapon had also changed, and now appeared to be a helix-shaped greatsword that he wielded with both hands.
”That’s more like it.” Ganondorf laughed. The two then clashed, Ganondorf’s dark power vs the dark power of the Fierce Deity Mask that Link now wore on his face. They seemed even for a while, Link even managed to give as much as he was taking. But after several moments of evenly fighting, it soon started to appear as though Link was burning through his power and stamina faster than Ganondorf was. Even in this stronger body, Link was still only a child with far less combat experience than Ganondorf possessed. And that became clear when Ganondorf managed to knock Link down a third time, resulting in his mask tumbling off and forcibly reverting him back to his original child form. Link struggled to grab the mask but then Ganondorf’s boot came stomping down on it, cracking and breaking the artifact into splinters.
”Hahahaha! Looks like I win, Hero.” Ganondorf raised his Trident and finally managed to finish the boy off for good. For a moment the Gerudo just roared in triumph. Finally, victory was his, and soon enough the Castle would fall as well! But then he heard what sounded like a slow applause, clearly a mocking gesture. Who would dare?
“Well congratulations,” said the helmeted stranger. He was short, and his helmet was shaped like the head of a reptile with a drill on top of it, “you defeated an inexperienced whelp wielding a power he did not fully understand or control. All hail the mighty Ganondorf!” The Consul’s tone was one of vicious mockery. And already Ganondorf hated his guts and wanted to split him open right now.
”I’ll make you regret your words!” The Gerudo King shouted just before he went on the attack. But whatever advantage he had over Link was certainly not present against this man, whoever he was. In fact now it was Ganondorf’s turn to be toyed with by the Consul. He wielded all manner of raw elemental power. It all really served to fuel Ganondorf’s rage even further.
“Ha! Not so big and tall now, are you?” Consul R taunted with glee. No matter how hard Ganondorf came at him, the pompous Consul always had an answer and a bit of mockery in response.
Soon the rage overtook him and Ganondorf underwent a transformation. His body bulged and grew into the big and monstrous form of Ganon. Maybe now the Consul wouldn’t be so gleeful. Unfortunately for him, Ganon got the opposite response, “Finally stopped back, have you? Good, that just means I get to stop holding back too! Behold! The primeval power of Moebius! Revert!”
There was shuddering and quaking in the distance, coming vaguely from the direction of Death Mountain. Soon something enormous and outright colossal in size exploded from the volcanic top of the mountain and made its way down into Kakariko Village and later into Hyrule Field. This thing looked like a hulking machine of stone, metal, and magic. It crawled around on four legs like some kind of colossal lizard or salamander. It unleashed flying Sentries and Magma Bombs on all those who happened to be in its path. Whether they were Goron, Hylian, or one of Ganon’s monsters, it made no difference. Divine Beast Vah Rudania made no distinction between friend and foe and seemed only to obey the command of the Consul who manifested it.
When the Divine Beast eventually reached Ganon, it actually managed to dwarf him in size, and by quite a lot for that matter. But the blind fury of Ganon held no logic or reasoning and he attacked the mechanical monstrosity anyway. He found himself assailed by countless Sentries and Magma Bombs. Trying to scale and attack such an enemy clearly required more finesse if not an outright stealthy approach. And both of these things were impossible for Ganon to do in his current state. And so, almost inevitably, he was overwhelmed and crushed by the power of the Divine Beast. The last thing he heard was the cries and laughs of glee coming from Consul R.
Ganondorf awoke in a brief fit of rage. But in moments, he remembered where he was and wrote off the dream as just that - a dream. Maybe it was somehow Galeem’s doing, as a form of torture or torment. But more likely it was probably just a result of his exhaustion the previous night combined with the stress of fighting so many battles over the course of a single day. Either way, good riddance to it. Ganondorf collected his arms and then emerged from the hovel he had spent the night in.
Seeing as how he skipped supper the previous night, the first order of business was to find a meal. And Ganondorf supposed he may as well see what a few of the Seekers were doing while he was at it. From what he gathered, Sectonia and the Troop were taking inventory of their spoils from the previous day’s battles. It might have been interesting to look into that himself if Ganondorf had not been preoccupied with thoughts of food instead. The next Seeker he managed to bump into was Nadia, who told him she had just come from a smith’s shop. Similarly, this information could be useful for later, but Ganondorf’s thoughts were not on weapons and armor right now.
”I don’t suppose you’ve found anywhere we can get a meal yet?” he asked the feral with a grumble. This was almost making him miss the bug-based meals of Toriel’s cooking. …Almost.
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