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Yeah this looks neat. Gonna just drop this o'er 'ere.



The natural acoustics of the area were for the most part sinister with the fact that it flaunted so little noise. Perhaps a little gust of wind would come through, and the insects would make their hisses and chirps, however for the most part it was quiet.

Of course this was due to the fact that The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell was in his Unholy Sanctuary. After all he had much work to accomplish here in one of the many inconspicuous and barren barn-houses that were the sole structures, if the fledgling convoy of the school bus and pick-up truck did not count, that remained in these withered rice fields. Perhaps when the time was right, The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell would check his Private Investigator Office, or as some would call it a 'dorm room', to see if any students had left any notes pleading for the services of the Damned Detective. But his freelance work would have to come second to his primary work. And boy did The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell had much to do in his Demonic Diocese.

Currently the Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell was inside one of those barn buildings on his territory. The structure was empty and only had The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell, the Pick-Up Truck which contained the scavenged pieces of the robotic officer and the Mechanic. What remained somewhat possibly fixable for the Duel Rider was located in another building in the Unholy Sanctuary. Fyodor stood next to the Pick-up that formerly belonged to the Mechanic, who was still tied up to the ladder and still would remain in that hostage situation until his morale improved and swore his eternal loyalty to both Konstantinovich and the Dark Prince.

And the mechanic had to mean it.

With a slow and steady swagger The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell stepped closer towards the mechanic. Curling his left hand into a fist Fyodor brought it up and rested it against his helmet. "Mechanic." The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell stated in address, "I will free you from the shackles of the divine. Yet you do you not make way for the Shepard of Fire. You will be most useful once you learn the ways."

He shook his head as he moved his left hand over his heart. Banging at his chest, The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell became more bombastic in his motions as he returned to speaking and began sermonizing. "Look at what has happened to you when you gave your loyalty to the Angels! HAS EVEN A SINGLE ONE NOTICED THAT YOU HAVE GONE MISSING!?" Fyodor mockingly performed large gestures of moving his head around as he extended out his arms far and wide. "Not a soul! Not even a peep. Face the fact that you were nothing before my neophyte captured you and brought you to me. It was part of His Infernal Will you know. He wanted to bring you to me; and so he made it so you did not fall out of that Pick-Up Truck when it went out of control. And do you know why he brought you to me?"

The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell walked directly next to the Mechanic and began to slowly stroke at his right cheek. "He knows you're special. I know you are special as well. Your skills, they were being wasted slaving away at this Academy. You were tasked with things that were too easy for your skillset, trust me I know. I have seen the contents of your toolbox and yes, while they are rather crude and on the whole unimpressive, I see the untapped nature yearning in your soul. But I can't do anything with you yet."

Fyodor shook his head as he gently patted the Mechanic's shoulder, "And that is because you refuse to open your soul to me and the Lord of the Flies. We simply want what is best for you; what you were meant to be. And I will cleanse the filth the Angels left upon your soul as I baptize in the flames of Hell. You just need to accept your destiny and stop struggling against it. I shall free you."

With that The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell walked away from the Mechanic and made his way to the pick-up truck. The bed of the truck was opened fully and had the scavenged parts of the officer in place there. Fyodor picked out a tool as he stared down at the wrecked scrap and began to work. "You shall be the first of many. A cyborg, well okay I know you are a robot but cyborg sounds cooler, who shall roam the world under my complete obedience. You will walk the path of Hell and help bring forth the Empire of Hell on Earth. BWAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" cackled out Konstantinovich as he took the tools and began to work on reconstructing the robot into the state he needed it.

But alas his work was interrupted as his duel disk activated and brought forth the lecture from President Mokuba. Underneath the helmet of The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell there was surely an expression to be had. But this was just between him and the Devil.

"So..." Fyodor mused as he placed down the tool and walked a bit away from the Pick-up. "Visitors."

The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell threw his arms up to the sky as his body began twitching. "My message will spread even further and faster! Satan has bestowed me another unique opportunity." he spoke, each word dripping with glee as he began rubbing his arms over his torso. After a long period of that particular gesture he raised his right fist into the air. "HAIL SATAN! HAIL SATAN! HAIL SATAN!"

Sure why not.
@KOgaming @GarlandDaHero

Dealer's choice. I'm fine with expediting it by moving past it and alluding to what happened there later, or doing the past post and going along with whatever shall happen there.
The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell watched as the events unfurled before him. The Phantom Duelist of Saotome had secured the path to victory. Watching carefully as the ability of Dragulus activated he witnessed the destruction of the monster that he had hoped would provide some protection long enough for the pieces to come into place. As the lightning crackled from Summoned Skull's fingertips and then throughout the body of Revived King Ha Des, the Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell knew what his fate in this encounter would be.

Extending out his arms the Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell began cackling as the Vampiric Dragon made its killing blow."Сатана решает мою судьбу! Ты просто еще одно испытание, которое проверяет меня и мою веру. THE SCORE IS CURRENTLY ONE TO ONE! WHO WILL WIN THE WAR!?" howled out Fyodor as the Speed World vanished around him, and the damage from the assault sent Fyodor into a tailspin.

-

There was certainly an expression underneath the helmet of The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell as he watched the masked cafeteria man make the meatloaf really hot. However while this expression was just between him and the Devil; his body language of shaking a bit was plainly obvious. The way the fires seemed to obey his command alongside how this lunchman was preparing the meatloaf awakened something perhaps deeper in the enigma cloaked in black. After the barrage of peppers and voltage from the kitchen's electric chair were finished the food was re-presented to him.

It was nice that the cafeteria employee even blew out the flame for him. The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell tapped his fingers together while he shook a bit more. "T-thank you Mister Lunchman." meekly responded Konstantinovich as he took the tray. Quickly upon taking the tray he realized he made a horrible mistake. "S-sir. Heh..."

With that he took a few steps away from the lunchman.
Fyodor did not speak a word as the Phantom Duelist of Saotome made his moves. Currently the situation did not appear to be in favor of The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell. Another Speed Counter emerged as he drew the next card and looked at it for a moment. "Perhaps you are telling the truth, or perhaps you were lying. I do not care which one it is as it is not impacting the now. All roads lead to Hell after all. My resolution is absolute. I will find the path I need."

With that said The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell made the quick play of placing a monster face down in Defense Mode. He simply pointed towards the Phantom Duelist to notify him the turn was over.

-

Meanwhile at the cafeteria the Damned Detective tapped his marker against his message as he continued to stare at Matt. However his attention was commanded by that monster among men, the man with the red mask. Forsaking his task of advertising, at least for the moment, he marched to the cafeteria to procure whatever was being served.

As he grabbed one of the lunch trays he noticed that they expected blocks of ice to be eaten. Lifting the tray up Fyodor quickly slammed it down on the counter. "My meat loaf is STONE COLD! HEAT IT UP!" Remarked the Damned Detective before continuing on, "The old lunchlady would've." spoke Fyodor unaware of who the old lunchlady was or whether or not that policy was in place under that former cafeteria regime.
@Eklispe

There were many words The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell spoke of in spreading his message; alas many refused to acknowledge the crisis of faith lingering in their hearts. Fyodor acknowledged that his doctrine needed a touch more time in order to pierce through to these who allowed themselves to be shackled to the ideals of angels. Sooner or later they would recognize the will of the Infernal One and would be unable to hide from the truth Fyodor spread. Another deal like the bus heist would certainly help spread the doctrine of the Prince of Darkness.

However this moment was not about spreading religion. The Damned Detective finished the latest in a series of scrawling. Glancing towards Matt he tapped his marker at the message. "You have not read. Read it." The Damned Detective tapped at it again before pointing at Matt, "Do you have a mystery that needs solved? Yes or no?
So considering this is inspired by Lucha Underground, the Kayfabe Stories/Backgrounds are real and proper yes? Like say how Drago is the sole survivor of his Dragon Clan and is physically a weird dragon man and is portrayed as a weird dragon man. Or like how Aero Star is literally an alien who traveled through space to the Temple (and possibly time).
I shall just state for the record that the Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell is still vandalizing various walls and tables in the Present Time (ie. not the Turbo Duel).
Unfortunately the Revived King Ha Des was unable to hug the Vampiric Dragon Dragulus to death. Apparently his foe was not chosen by the hug life. There was certainly an expression underneath the helmet of The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell, but that was between him and the Devil. He gestured to Revived King Ha Des then he took glances between monsters available. Shaking his head from side to side, The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell pointed at the Phantom Duelist of Saotome while rolling his finger around to signal his turn was over.

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