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"Okay yes, I er..." grumbled out the Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell as the Night Assailant successfully pulled of its assasination. But of course it wouldn't last all that long.

"Dokurorider Heisei - Absolute Sovereign of the Damned never truly leaves his domain; well at least not that easily. I'm banishing the younger Dokurorider from my Graveyard for Dokurorider Heisei's special ability."

Engines blared as Dokurorider Heisei - Absolute Sovereign of the Damned returned back to the field.
"Mrrro." chirruped Dodo as she a tad closer Thames. She extended out her head and poked Thames near the shoulder with her horn. After finishing this gesture she turned towards the orphanage and chirped, "Ppprrruu." Following this was another poke by the horn but instead turning to face the surrounding area of Dirt Town. "Pprruuu." Vocalizing these chirps Dodo proceeded to walk around Thames and stand off to the side.

Of course chances were that Thames probably didn't even have the slightest inkling of what Dodo could've chirped out. Too many wanted to just go about using 'ape speak'; which Dodo did not feel inclined indulging others in. After all she had spent her life with pigeons and alley cats; their language was perfectly serviceable.

Beyond those small bits of what could've possibly been construed as dialogue, there was little to nothing else that Dodo said. She simply looked around on ground level for anything she might've missed from the higher elevation. After a bit more looking around Dodo began pecking at the dirt below with her head.
@KOgaming

The zombified manhorse known as Mezuki unleashed a ear-shattering bray as the bomb was dropped. Resulting from this impact was a volatile potpourri of shrapnel from the decayed flesh of the manhorse, bits of steel from his axe, and a large amount of bark pieces from the forest scenery. The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell extended out his arms in a 'defensive x'. Fortunately the amount of shrapnel from the bomb strike was not that severe, considering that they were playing based around life points it would've just been 230 lost, however these bits of shrapnel were able to cut a bit into Fyodor's motorcycle leathers. Certainly there was an expression underneath the helmet of The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell as this damage occurred to the threads.

"I mean I admire you and all O Great Panik..." Konstantinovich started up before shrieking wildly and flailing his fist in various directions in the darkness, "THESE ARE GENUINE STAKHANOV! GE-NU-INE STA-KHA-NOV! PLUS THEY ARE OH SO VERY ELEGANT IN MASKING MY TRUE APPEARANCE! MY APPEARANCE CAN ONLY BE REVEALED WHEN SATAN ASCENDS TO EARTH AND ESTABLISHES HIS HELLISH REIGN! NOT A MOMENT SOONER!" As the next card was drawn Fyodor remarked, "Well at least I am in a world in darkness in case anything more dangerous happens to my attire..."

"Oh High Priest." solemnly noted Fyodor as he turned around looking in all directions in the darkness. "You say that a weak opening is the sign of a weak opponent; I view it as showing humility to the Lord of Darkness. He rules here, not us. We simply exist to bring about the Reign of Hell and spread it on Earth as his messengers. But..." The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell immediately placed the card which just drawn back to the top of the deck. As a direct result of this action there was a very deep moan as the earth below gave way to a pus filled arm. Plaguespreader Zombie had emerged from his unceremonious burial in the forest.

"I have used Plaguespreader Zombie's effect. Next I shall activate the spell card Revival of Dokurorider." The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell declared as he offered a single card, Pumpking the King of Ghosts, from his had as tribute for Dokurorider. This was symbolized by the sound of engines roaring as pumpkin paste was spewed out towards the stars. The deep moans of Plaguespreader Zombie continued to fill the forest, as Dokurorider drove towards the source of it. "Now then! Plaguespreader Zombie go forth and tune up Dokurorider for the Synchro Summon!", ordered Fyodor. Obeying the command as soon as Dokurorider found him, Plaguespreader Zombie began smearing a purple ooze all over a shivering Dokurorider. The two merged and began bubbling and melding flesh together. Pus bubbles popped as the black night was illuminated by three orange pentagrams. The ooze shot up through all three pentagrams before slamming down on the ground opposite to the floating Palace of Dark Illusions. Dokurorider Heisei - Absolute Sovereign of the Damned had just emerged.

Fyodor pointed up towards the Palace of Dark Illusion; "I am sure you meant well establishing such a beautiful sight Oh Great Player Killer of Darkness. But! YOU HAVE MADE THE FATAL FLAW OF COVERING THE MORNING STAR! Dokurorider Heisei - Absolute Sovereign of the Damned go clear the skies so that we may appreciate the beauty of Lucifer plainly. Bring it back down to the ground where it belongs...ATTACK!" Dokurorider Heisei gave a thumbs up before driving through the forest in a mad dash.

Upon finding a small fallen tree, Dokurorider Heisei - Absolute Sovereign of the Damned used it as a ramp. Gliding through the air Dokurorider Heisei began to manuever higher and higher as his motorcycle slammed down on tree branches on the path for even higher trees to ride on. As he approached the heavens, Dokurorider Heisei - Absolute Sovereign of the Damned spied the Palace of Dark Illusions. Lunging off of his motorcycle Dokurorider Heisei flew through the air with his right arm extended. He grabbed the Palace and dunked it down. Hard. As the Palace of Dark Illusions made it perilous plummet, Dokurorider Heisei - Absolute Sovereign of the Damned extended out his right leg to kick the castle before leaping towards his motorcycle and landing it back down where he was summoned.

So at the moment it appeared that things were functioning as normal; well everything except the odd lack of mice. Thoughts rattled inside Dodo's skull as she noted the sites and the current situation of all of them. None of the fires appeared to be occurring on the island itself; that was nice. Although a good fire did smoke out various prey animals and caused them to flee into the open for hunting. But depending on the direction of the wind alongside where the blaze started there was always the risk that it would get to the nest. But a nest could always be rebuilt, though of course it tended to be a bit of a bother.

Dodo blinked as a new thought popped into place. Quickly Dodo extended both wings then twisted her head to look at both of them. Stretching out her neck Dodo made a quick series of motions as she used her horn to preen at her wings. The process began with her right wing to get at the anterior feathers. She then moved onto the left wing preened some more with her horn. Dodo retracted her wings back towards her body as she did a small bit more preening with her mouth.

With this bit of cleaning finished Dodo returned her attention back to the view. Her eyes traced back to the furthest view on the horizon. As she looked at that 'shining city on a hill' Dodo held her mouth open. There were no vocalizations uttered from her hanging jaw; her eyes remained focused on the glow. She was entranced as if she could feel the glow.

While such a sight did hold her attention for awhile it would not be enough to keep her complete focus. She returned to looking down at the environment below. Despite the fact that it was currently in a sleepy state as the hustle and bustle was worn off, Dodo did in fact spot Thames looking around the building. Perhaps he was also looking for mice to hunt.

Dodo swooped down past the large window of the orphanage as she flew down towards Thames. Her wings continued to flap as she positioned herself in front of the boy. Finally the bird-creature decided to land properly as she kept a keen eye positioned on Thames. This stare went on for a few seconds too long before she tilted her head to look down at the base of the orphanage.

"Ppprrrruuuuu?" chirped up Dodo, presumably talking to Thames, although her attention seemed entirely focused on the outside walls of the building.
"Curses. Came on too strong, maybe made him think I wasn't cool..." lamented The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell as Panik simply stepped away from him. Beneath the helmet there was certainly an expression that appeared as soon as the action field appeared. He stepped to the side as he felt a rising tree brush up against where he stood earlier. The usual glow of the solid light duel disks were nothing compared to the blackness of this night. The only truly visible things were the heads and cards of these creatures of the night.

"A world cloaked in darkness, lit only by the Morningstar himself..." solemnly though with a noticeable touch of glee, spoke Fyodor. He nodded as the Player Killer of Darkness made his gesture, although he could not see the gesture he certainly heard it. Drawing five cards Fyodor carefully examined what he drew before deciding on his plan of action.

"I activate Foolish Burial." declared The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell as he selected Plaguespreader Zombie from his deck to be sent to the graveyard. There was a deep moan as Plaguespreader Zombie was entrapped below the forest. "Now I will summon Mezuki." There was a loud whinny as the manhorse appeared somewhere in the darkness.

"End."
@KOgaming

The Damned Detective found himself swaying to the ominous music arising from the pipes of the organ; those notes of nasty attentions touched his very soul. The conductor in the orchestral pit soon stopped and revealed himself to the Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell. There was an instinctive set of motions underneath the helmet of the Ghoulish Rider as his eyes gazed upon the one who wrote the note. The appearance was clearly that of the Player Killer of Darkness and those soulful and ominous tunes from before confirmed thoughts Konstantinovich had earlier. This was Panik. Fyodor's legs began to wobble as he slowly reached around his torso to hug himself.

"O-oh, oh my!" spoke Fyodor in a hushed and awed tone, with his voice raised an octave."The LEGENDARY brutal master of environment, he who ruled the night with his army of the damned, breaker of wills..." reverently spoke Fyodor as he began twisting from side to side as his duel disk inadvertently created a few black hearts just above his head, "H-he's here with me. I get to see and experience his majestic villainy with my own eyes! Eeee, oh Satan, my Dark Lord eeeee! I am so sacrificing some more cats tonight for you for letting meet this priest of the old older!" squealed out Fyodor who proceeded to bounce up and down as the virtual hearts popped into an explosion of pixelated fireworks.

As soon as the Player Killer of Darkness began to explain his nefarious plot, Fyodor released his arms from hugging himself and began to gain composure. Breathing in and out and fluttering his hands a little eventually The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell regained control from the inner fan. He moved his feet shoulder width and stood stoically as the challenge was delivered.

"Oh esteemed Pla-player K-killer, ahem, of Darkness. I am most honored and humbled that you find me worthy." He bowed deeply before rising back up, "I thank you both you High Priest, and His Infernal Majesty for your appearance here today. I do not wish to sound arrogant to you sir, after all you are a True Professional, but there is no way that I would rot in here."

Fyodor frantically waved his hands from side to side, "By no means was that to state that I am looking down upon the carefully crafted carnage you bring through card games; but my resolute faith to Lucifer is absolute. I would be, er no wai-wait hardly, agh, starting over, I wouldn't be a Prophet of Hell if I could not successfully press on and avoid saying 'I Quit'. I stand here now, not just as a fan of you O Great Player Killer of Darkness, but as Satan's most trusted servant."

Clasping his hands in prayer The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell began to pray.
"Oh Dark Lord
May you hear from your servants.
All the way from the Old Priesthood
to the New Order.
May our blood be spilled in your name
to determine your superior servant.
Amen."


"I accept all of your terms. May the best Demonic Duelist win." Fyodor breathed out as he shakily offered his right hand to Panik to shake.

"Pl-pl-please, please... Please let him take it." muttered Fyodor under his breath.
Outside of the building, Dodo kept flapping her wings just to provide enough momentum to stay a few paces above the ground below; perhaps this action was done for the reasons of a better view. Or perhaps the reason was to get prepared for the hunting of small prey animals. Maybe this was in case the lamentations were loud enough other gangsters were aware of Fritz's death and Dodo would already be prepared to escape. Or quite possibly just because it was either fun or just natural to be in flight. No matter what the reason was Dod was currently in flight.

The first course of action would of course be scouting the perimeter of the nest Fritz built. Dodo circled around the orphanage looking mostly for any new significant trash piles or traces of activities from any vermin. After two cycles of this Dodo flew up to the top of the orphanage and perched itself on its roost. Extending her right talon over the edge Dodo activated her power to bring some light to illuminate a view down below.
@KOgaming

The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell continued his machinery work for decent amount of time. During this process, Fyodor had lingering thoughts about whether or not his advertisements for his h detective agency had drummed up much business yet. These thoughts remained as he took a dirty rag and began wiping down the various tools he had used. Returning each one back to the tool-box and placing the box within the Pick-up, The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell spung a keyring around his right index finger before clicking it to shut the pick-up. With that done he left the compound.

...

Back at the office Konstantinovich began to examine and look for inquiries for potential cases which clients would want to hire him for. With a conspicuous note in eyesight the Damned Detective quickly grabbed it for closer inspection. Behind the helmet there was most certainly an expression on the Damned Detective's face; but that expression was just between him and the Devil. To an outside observer it simply appeared as if the Damned Detective just stood with the note, staring at it far longer than one would stare at such a brief message for.

This silence was broken by a series of pensive muses that were barely above a whisper, "Может ли это быть? Я ... это правда? Неужели правда?" As soon as those words were uttered there was a few faint more moments of silence before The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of the Hell eagerly began 'thrash dancing' up and down.

"Я знал это! Я знал это! Он не потерпел поражение, как утверждали слухи. Его известность поразила много страха в сердцах жалких еретиков, тех, кто не понимал проповедей тьмы, что они должны были лгать o его поражении. И ЧТО ВЫСОКИЙ СВЯЩЕННИК ТЬМЫ! ОН ЗДЕСЬ! И ОН ХОЧЕТ ВСТРЕТИТЬ МЕНЯ! EEEEEEEEEEE!"

Fyodor clutched his left hand before breathing in a meditative manner, "Говорят, вы не должны встречаться со своими кумирами, но это должно пойти хорошо. Надеюсь, я произведу хорошее впечатление. Он должен нравиться мне, да? да. Я впечатлю его так, что он распространит мое послание в массы." He took a moment to pause again as another possibility crossed his mind.

"Но если это была ложь того, кто просто притворяется Первосвященником, я УБЬЮ ЕГО." as he said that he mimed a cutting movement over his neck. With the note still in hand Fyodor carefully folded it and placed it in a pocket as he headed off to investigate the auditorium.
In Which the Creature Colloquially Known As 'Dodo' Learns of the Passing of Fritz, The Keeper of Kids, and Subsequently This Event Leads to 'Dodo' Becoming a Scapegrace.


The period of day was late evening, this was of importance to the abomination that was simply referred to as 'Dodo'. This period of time was important as it meant that it would soon become an ideal time for scrounging for food. While meals were provided at a regular schedule these weren't necessarily the meals that Dodo had grown accustomed to. Beyond that Dodo was used to helping out the various pigeons and alley-cats that needed to find subsistence. After all they did raise her before she was captured by the handler; it was only fair that Dodo would help them gather food when the situation was dangerous.

At this particular junction of time Dodo was in fact in the room with the other orphans who were lamenting tears to show their mournful nature about this event. While this was happening, Dodo was scratching at the floor below with her talons. Her wings twitched a bit alongside a dash of head tilting to better observe the masses upon the deceased adoptive dad.

Dodo seemed to be, unaware, of the significance of the passing of the handler of exotic beasts. Overtime Fritz had collected a wide menagerie of monsters, some of which were properly trained humanoids while others were just unruly children. Truly Fritz was a kind soul as seen by his deeds of collecting children who had no other options in a cold and cruel world. Plus more importantly than that, Fritz provided some neat toys for the birdhumanoid that was Dodo. Dodo did appreciate that.

In fact Dodo still carried the worn purse and stress balls that she received from the handler. The purse was swung over her head and rested upon her feathered back as a makeshift backpack. There was the distinctive tip of the leadpipe sticking out of Dodo's purse, which currently wasn't shining with light due to the fact that the room was lit poorly. But when it was bright out and the light hit the pipe just right it would produce a nice sheen. This was the reason Dodo took the pipe in the first place.

Seemingly out of nowhere Dodo's neck began twitching from side to side. Dodo extended the neck upwards which shifted her purse out of place. "KRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" vocalized Dodo as she flapped her feathers a bit. With this vocalization finished, Dodo proceeded to strut out of the room. The creature did not pay attention to the two wall huggers who were in the hallway and proceeded to exit the building.

It was time to begin the search for food.


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