I could do pack randomization.
Also, the 41 seems to come from Shadow of the Six Samurai Shien, which goes in the Extra.
Also, the 41 seems to come from Shadow of the Six Samurai Shien, which goes in the Extra.
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What kinda decks are they?
Toon OTK, Regular Toon deck, Superheavy Samurai, and a few others that I can't remember because he only wants to play his Toon OTK.
Still better than what I do.
Trains.
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Nah.
This is the REAL cancer.
My friend runs that in every single one of his decks.
Every single one.
Okay, so I finally figured out which structure hasn't been done (in TCG): A LIGHT-focused anti-magic deck.
"Guillotine" Rei
Rei is a crusader for the church. Before the entire dungeon event, she was notorious for going on crusades and, well, chopping off the heads of anything that didn't submit to the church.
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This has already been done. I'm pretty sure that I stated that you can make a structure deck as Long as the theme hasn't been done.
It's not in the "Structure Decks" part, and the only mention of not-having-been-done is talking about custom cards.
I was going for more of a Zombie Mill instead of Zombie World's big monsters that keep on reviving and Zombie Madness' stuff that nobody understands.
I'll work on a new deck that's more defined (and won't have traits in common with other ones).
How do you guys feel about this card?
Name: Calling of the Sky
Spell type: Normal
Effect: Add 1 "Parshath" or "Nova Summoner" card from your Deck to your hand.
It looks pretty balanced to me. Maybe it could do with a small downside.
The game isn't called Yugioh, it's called Duel Monsters.
Thanks. Haven't watched the anime in ages.
Cyrus Dunn
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Appearance: Cyrus stands at 4'10", and his appearance is always covered in an extreme amount of clothes.
Personality: Cyrus is (oddly enough) not competitive at all. If he wins, he wins. If he loses, he loses. He does, however, have a penchant for only wanting to make his opponent slowly mill out while they can't even kill a single Skull Servant (which pretty much never happens). He also makes wisecracks about the other person's character and what cards they play constantly.
History: Cyrus was born to a middle class family. His life was pretty much a graham cracker. Bland, boring, and slightly salty. All he really did while he grew up was play Duel Monsters and watch zombie movies. He played Duel Monsters for 10 years of his life and somehow got decent at it. Through a rather odd hot-streak and a bunch of tournaments, he managed to get the chance to go to duel academy.
Favorites: Cyrus's favourite card is Skull Servant, favourite archetype are Skull Servants, favourite theme are zombie decks.
Chosen Structure Deck: Zombies Rising (custom)
Chosen Pack: Astral Pack 6
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I'll probably stake my claim on Fury from the Deep.
but inside i am crying because i can't get a trains deck because they're OCG
but inside i am crying because i can't get a trains deck because they're OCG
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Today had been a good day.
For some odd reason, Grant hadn't woken up angry. It was as if some cosmic force was forcing him to be nice. It was a strange occurrence. Grant was never not angry. He had gotten out of bed (a bunch of cardboard boxes) and left his home (a big cardboard box) with some cash. He waltz out of the alley that his home was in and walked to the store. After all, it was morning and he was hungry.
After a long time deciding what he wanted, Grant had made his choice on a small bag of chips. They looked delicious. Grant walked up to the attendant and put the chips onto the counter (which was difficult for his short size). "Is that all?" The attendant said with an unenthusiastic tone. To which Grant had replied with a simple "Yes". "150 Yen." The attendant had said back to him. Grant took out the money and tossed it up into the counter. The attendant took the money and put it in the register. After a brief period of awkward nothing, the attendant pushed the bag down, to which Grant grabbed and scampered off.
Grant had his chips. He wanted to eat them. Without any further delay, he began to tear open the bag. Except he couldn't. It was like the bag was made at a complex that made indestructible bags, for some reason. Grant (with his weak strength) couldn't tear open the bag. His joyful mood was being cut short.
Today was bad day (like usual).
"GOD DAMMIT" He yelled, his unusual calm demeanor turning into his regular rage. He tried to tear open the bag again. It didn't work. He kept on yelling explicit words at the top of his lungs. "I DON'T NEED YOU, CHIPS!" He shrieked before taking the bag and smashing it against a wall. He then took the still intact bag and tossed it on the ground. He began jumping on it, still swearing. After the contents of the bag were completely destroyed, he began to smash his head against a nearby wall. The wall quickly was filled with dents, despite being concrete. After that was done, he began to calm down to his regular amount of anger.
He left the bag on the street, and took a few steps forward before seeing the legs of some sort of girl who was looking to the sky. "Outta the way girlie!" He commanded with anger in his voice. He refused to step one foot in either direction. He was that angry.
For some odd reason, Grant hadn't woken up angry. It was as if some cosmic force was forcing him to be nice. It was a strange occurrence. Grant was never not angry. He had gotten out of bed (a bunch of cardboard boxes) and left his home (a big cardboard box) with some cash. He waltz out of the alley that his home was in and walked to the store. After all, it was morning and he was hungry.
After a long time deciding what he wanted, Grant had made his choice on a small bag of chips. They looked delicious. Grant walked up to the attendant and put the chips onto the counter (which was difficult for his short size). "Is that all?" The attendant said with an unenthusiastic tone. To which Grant had replied with a simple "Yes". "150 Yen." The attendant had said back to him. Grant took out the money and tossed it up into the counter. The attendant took the money and put it in the register. After a brief period of awkward nothing, the attendant pushed the bag down, to which Grant grabbed and scampered off.
Grant had his chips. He wanted to eat them. Without any further delay, he began to tear open the bag. Except he couldn't. It was like the bag was made at a complex that made indestructible bags, for some reason. Grant (with his weak strength) couldn't tear open the bag. His joyful mood was being cut short.
Today was bad day (like usual).
"GOD DAMMIT" He yelled, his unusual calm demeanor turning into his regular rage. He tried to tear open the bag again. It didn't work. He kept on yelling explicit words at the top of his lungs. "I DON'T NEED YOU, CHIPS!" He shrieked before taking the bag and smashing it against a wall. He then took the still intact bag and tossed it on the ground. He began jumping on it, still swearing. After the contents of the bag were completely destroyed, he began to smash his head against a nearby wall. The wall quickly was filled with dents, despite being concrete. After that was done, he began to calm down to his regular amount of anger.
He left the bag on the street, and took a few steps forward before seeing the legs of some sort of girl who was looking to the sky. "Outta the way girlie!" He commanded with anger in his voice. He refused to step one foot in either direction. He was that angry.
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