Pre-Endgame

[idolpro]

[The Elevator spills you out into the Main Tower. However, it's currently locked so you can't actually get out quite yet.

On your phones, you'll see a line stating "Results Pending". Seems you gotta wait a little longer though you might wanna check on your pals anyway!

I imagine someone is bleeding probably.]

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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ THIS BITCH

Is now getting tackled by a noodle.

And he doesn't even have any status effects to blame it on. He. just. mad.]

[deifiedwhitedragon]

Wh—

[Seto is EQUALLY NOODLY. Perhaps, in fact, PRECISELY EQUALLY.

And he's not any more prepared for an attack a second time, and he goes down. Do Unto Others doesn't stop tackles.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You touch her again and you answer to me.

[As if somehow Seto was in the wrong here]

[deifiedwhitedragon]

[Without really attempting to get up or out from under him]

What? She touched my face with her fist!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Well you should consider that an accomplishment.

You must just be that level of insufferable.

[deifiedwhitedragon]

Ha! Fine. I'll count it as a victory, that she was that compelled by a brief acquaintance.

1/2

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[???]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You aren't supposed to agree with me, you pompous windbag.

[deifiedwhitedragon]

Maybe you should consider it an accomplishment that you managed to say something I agree with.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Fuck you.

You and I are nothing alike.

I don't hide behind reverse damage trap cards.

[deifiedwhitedragon]

It's not hiding to use all the resources at your disposal. Or should I complain about you hiding behind your silly machines?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I'm not hiding behind them now, am I?

[deifiedwhitedragon]

No.

Do you want to fight one on one, then? No tools, weapons or abilities?

[this is a bad idea]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[I dunno. Does a metal arm count as a tool?]

Going to give yourself that much of a handicap?

[deifiedwhitedragon]

If you're going to keep complaining about me having an unfair advantage.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Oh fuck you.]

Then duel, you cheap off-brand knock off.

[And is going to swing a punch right at Seto's face.

Metal hand.

Because of course]

[deifiedwhitedragon]

[Well. This is off to a good start.

He shuts off Do Unto Others. He's less successful at dodging from his position on the ground, and Intensity's fist catches him with a fairly solid impact, splitting open the skin along his cheekbone.

He grunts and raises a hand to guard his face as he twists to attempt to knee Intensity in the gut.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Unfortunately for Seto, that is like Man Eater's trademark move so he rolls off and to the side, the blow glancing against his ribcage but not solidly connecting.]

Vain, are we?

[deifiedwhitedragon]

[He takes advantage of the space to get his feet underneath him, but stays in a crouch close to the floor, wiping some blood off his face on the back of his hand.]

Hardly. But after all that talk, you certainly didn't hesitate to use your advantage.

[He tries kicking him.

Other than the metal arm, the main issue here is that Intensity has actually been training in physical combat with Man Eater, while Seto mostly only has determination. He's pretty slow, and his form isn't great.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Thought you wanted the handicap.

My bad.

[The kick lands solidly, Intensity grunting with the impact. But also--

He grips Seto's ankle and tugs, trying to knock him off balance again]

[deifiedwhitedragon]

[Seto falls heavily onto his shoulder, wincing, but just attempts a stomping kick at Intensity again, despite his lack of leverage.]

Don't look so smug just because I let you hit me!

[nohalation]

Whuh?! Intensity?!

[Watching this unfolding like w h a t]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

What? You did good.

[PUNCH HIM AGAIN]

...

Except for the reflection damage part. We'll work on that.

[nohalation]

Oh. I didn't mean to hit him at all though . . . it just sort of happened.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Shhh. Shhh. Don't ruin the moment.