[ that looks like a trap if he ever saw one. which he hasn't. but still, totally suspicious. ]
[ sets two cards face down and plays frightfur patchwork. ] This spell card lets me add both an Edge Imp monster and a Polymerization card from my deck to my hand.
[ HOPE YOU'RE READY FOR MORE CUTE. ]
Next I summon Fluffal Mouse in defense mode, [ squints at the card a moment. ] which allows me to summon two more copies from my deck.
You sure you can handle my stupid fluff balls, Intensity?
[ activates polymerization to fuse the edge imp sabres in his hand and one of the fluffal mice together to summon frightfur tiger. ]
Still think they're stupid? [ because his ability sure isn't. ]
Playtime's over, Intensity, Frightfur Tiger, go, attack his Proto-Dragon monster!
[ cast his hand out dramatically and... yep, that sure was an attack. this feels so lackluster. assuming he doesn’t have any hand traps he’ll use that same hand to grab a pen to jot down the change in life points. ]
Edited (I can’t even today. Sorry.) 2018-12-30 00:58 (UTC)
[ this definitely doesn't feel as right as it probably could have, but the duel continues and the lifepoints tick down with each and every attack made. ]
[ yugi counters all the shouting with shouting of his own, though he'll talk about friendship and the heart of the cards as opposed to being an ass. it doesn't do any good, however, and it's like mokuba says in duel links- the heart of the cards must need a defibrillator, because yugi loses to, who other than, the blue-eyes white dragon. ]
[ he's quiet a few minutes after the duel ends, but then he smiles, his tone as chipper as ever, ] That was a great duel, Intensity, I had fun!
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[ sets two cards face down and plays frightfur patchwork. ] This spell card lets me add both an Edge Imp monster and a Polymerization card from my deck to my hand.
[ HOPE YOU'RE READY FOR MORE CUTE. ]
Next I summon Fluffal Mouse in defense mode, [ squints at the card a moment. ] which allows me to summon two more copies from my deck.
You sure you can handle my stupid fluff balls, Intensity?
[ activates polymerization to fuse the edge imp sabres in his hand and one of the fluffal mice together to summon frightfur tiger. ]
Still think they're stupid? [ because his ability sure isn't. ]
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[. . .]
Yes. Still fucking stupid.
Choose which cards you're going to destroy wisely, Yugi.
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[ because your proto-cyber dragon ain't got shit on his fluffy dog and friends... ]
I'll choose the center and right face down cards.
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[Flips his trap card over on the playing mat thing.
This feels so----
????
Anti-climatic]
I activate Dimension Prison. You're too old to be playing with toys, aren't you, Yugi?
It's time to grow up.
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Playtime's over, Intensity, Frightfur Tiger, go, attack his Proto-Dragon monster!
[ cast his hand out dramatically and... yep, that sure was an attack. this feels so lackluster. assuming he doesn’t have any hand traps he’ll use that same hand to grab a pen to jot down the change in life points. ]
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Also keeping score with pen and paper. How barbaric.
Guess Intensity will just have to up his game with shouting and vicious monologues as he plays his next few cards]
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[ yugi counters all the shouting with shouting of his own, though he'll talk about friendship and the heart of the cards as opposed to being an ass. it doesn't do any good, however, and it's like mokuba says in duel links- the heart of the cards must need a defibrillator, because yugi loses to, who other than, the blue-eyes white dragon. ]
[ he's quiet a few minutes after the duel ends, but then he smiles, his tone as chipper as ever, ] That was a great duel, Intensity, I had fun!
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Yes. "Fun". Say whatever you need to protect your precious little pride.
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Fun. I don’t know what you have against having fun, Intensity, but I. had. fun.
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Rework your deck and then challenge me again.
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All I need is a few minutes.
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Make something else.
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[ magicians! ]
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[Fixing his deck, too. It's missing something. He can feel it. Something like...
A sad clown]
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[ just give him a minute to put something together and... there. ]
Ready to lose?