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The Duel Tower: The first year students. (A Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Academy Roleplay.) [Axed]

Maisy beamed at the prospect of hunting down freaky fish guy...even though she didn't really know what he looked like. She already memorized all the underwear he owned, save for the one he was probably wearing at the time, so she didn't need to LOOK to know if it was him. She just needed to pants him. Or...yeah, pantsing him would clearly be the best way.

Popping back to reality, Maisy figured that it was a pretty good idea to get Nate and Cam's numbers and gave them her's, receiving theirs. For a moment Maisy was happy to add more to her contacts list, but remembered one of the first she'd gotten...Vincent. Sighing, she looked kind of glum for a moment, wondering where one of the strongest duelists she knew was at a time like this...If he were here, then maybe they'd stand a chance against any random dark dorm mob that'd come up. Ah well, she figured. He's probably off being his usual duel-happy self somewhere. Probably not-suffering. Good 'ol Vincent.

Cupping her cheek in her hand, Maisy pondered about how they should split up, before saying: "Well, either me or Camryn has to go to the pool. Cam-cam, how well do you rock a swimsuit?"super nonchalantly, adding: "Probably better than me anyhow. Nate, you feel like scoping out the duel arenas? I could stay in the cafeteria then go check out his room if I turn up with nothing. Can't keep a McKellen out of the same room twice." Maisy grinned as she pulled out what appeared to be a bobby pin perfectly formed into the shape of...a fish. It...seemed that was her way of getting back into the room if need-be.

Yu-Gi-Oh! Guardians

Got room for another?

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@Gowi

Tree is life at 100%.

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Richter // Hawkwood
_{LOCALE //The City of Thorinn, Lefig Lawn
TIME // Morning}

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There was no feeling quite like a respectfully firm, but not aggressive handshake. Getting the very distinct feeling that he and Landon would get along just fine, Hawkwood smiled. Once Landon had gone to go...oh damn he worked fast. Once Landon had gone to go browse the unknown women to him, Hawkwood simply went back to examining his equipment meticulously, laying out his weaponry and item inventory and cleaning the blades, grinding their steel against his whetstone...consequently making the place kinda reek of metal. His shield was propped up against his spear, a spare set of clothes in the form of a light gambeson lying out in the sun. Despite how accustomed he was to romping around in full armor with little issues, water posed a challenge for the rather heavy lorekeeper. As such, it was always best to carry armor light enough to swim in, but defensive enough to stop a well-placed dart from a sahaugin. A spear was just fine for underwater usage, and his arming sword could be useful in just about any situation he could think.

Tearing himself from his meticulous re-examination of his equipment, Hawkwood checked the contents of a small pouch filled to the brim with medicinal herbs and antidotal leaves. You never knew when the healer would be unable to tend to everyone at once, after all...and, poison was always rather nasty. Best to have options for any situation, Hawkwood thought as he tightened the cloth pouch's strings and re-attached it to his belt. After packing his gear, Hawkwood simply sat on the grass and listened to Tiferet's song in passing, appreciating the kind of atmosphere a musical companion brought. After all, people actually taking the time to LEARN an instrument was a rare thing in Pariah. Looking up once Ebon tapped on his helmet, Hawkwood gave a slight nod, before holding up his little poultice pouch. "Aye. Everything's as sharp as Elian's language, and I've got enough herbs to make Woodstock stop and look. We'll be fine. Even got a spare gambeson in case a newbie wets them self like last time." That...was probably the funniest thing he'd ever seen, being honest. He didn't even know the game would let you pee anywhere but your usual outhouse or bathroom. Too bad that guy stopped playing Pariah forever...Hawkwood would never get back that spare gambeson. Although, he wasn't sure he'd want it that much...

The Duel Tower: The first year students. (A Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Academy Roleplay.) [Axed]

@Ammokkx
Freaky Fish guy is Maisy's. She's the only one suited for such a high profile sneaking mission...

The Duel Tower: The first year students. (A Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Academy Roleplay.) [Axed]

Maisy felt her neck press into her shoulders a bit at the karate chop from Hayato in an attempt to stop her caffeinated reign of terror over the world of speed...but if there's one thing Maisy knew, it sure as heck wasn't how to calm down off a caffeine high. Instead, she directed her energy to the most interesting thing at the table. Since Benners wasn't exactly in the mood for their totally legit explanations of occult magic involving card games, Maisy instead decided to talk to Hayate. Y'know, being BFF's and all. Of course, she'd listen to her explanation and watch the paper-puppet show, patient as she waited for it to finish and just about tapped a hole through the floor from her leg shaking in anticipation. "Hayate, next time there's crazy night-time adventures going on, I'm going with you. I've always wanted to help put on a puppet show. And we've even got props!" Maisy said, putting on the super dark demonic artifact of a gauntlet without hesitation, humming as she examined it. "Weird. Also, while I'm flattered that you think so highly of my panty-raiding and stalking, I can't say that I know anything about this. I could always go ask the Seance Club about it though. You have no idea how surprised I was to find out we had one of those." she said, taking the gauntlet off and putting it back on the table.

"Also, Ben, I know a couple of science geeks, but I also know that they're kinda...scared of the Dark Dormies. Like, by a lot. I doubt I'd be able to squeeze anything out of them if they're helping out with the solid-vision or whatever we're gonna call it to avoid the world "Magic" without somebody who's more intimidating than...well, this." Maisy said, before clearing her throat, silently gesturing to the room of Dark Dorm students. "...Is this what being serious feels like? Kinda fun. Oh yeah, if we're bunching up a ton of cards to trade...I have uh...Two Defenders of the Ice Barrier, One Warlock of the Ice Barrier, and...Genex Ally Solid. That's KINDA water...right?" Splaying the cards out on the table, Maisy looked at her meager offering and sighed. "Maybe we should just give up on getting Steel that thing for the information...who'd want to trade a rare card for this pile of...commons." she said, before remembering she was supposed to be comedic relief, whispering: "Psst, can you make one of those for me? I wanna put it on my dresser." to Hayate, pointing at her papercraft figures.

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Richter // Hawkwood
_{LOCALE //The City of Thorinn, Lefig Lawn
TIME // Morning}

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To say that the group gathered here today for some holy matrimony of steel against monster ass was odd would be...100% accurate. While Hawkwood was familiar with most of them in passing, the wannabe Knight wasn't especially familiar with the new arrival of the goggled man or the person who seemed to be offering enchantments for a fee. Of course though, he could never forget Elian...one of the many healers he respected for having the stones to hold their own in a fight, and be damn scarier than the people she kept going back into the fight. At least, when it came to that. Chuckling beneath his helmet as he moved to remove it, Hawkwood spoke: "An honor to be promoted then. What was it last time again? Knight in shining Armoire?" he questioned, having not quite lived down the time he mistook a bottle of shoe polish for armor polish. Wood wasn't a particularly flattering texture on armor. He'd have to wait on that joke-question, seeing as Elian was now a bit preoccupied. No matter, there was socializing to be done, and with someone who seemed rather pleasant. After all, not many incompetents or delinquents managed to last long against Elian's wit. And insults. Those things really smarted. He knew, especially in the earlier days of him playing Pariah. Back when he really was just some scholar pretending to be a Knight.

"She will. Seen her do it once." the knight said to the new-to-him-guy. "Don't think I've ever seen someone sink that far on something that sharp from the ass. Hawkwood, by the by. If you're in the market for useless local legends and the names of ancient elven nobles, I'm the man to ask." he'd say, extending a gauntlet-ed hand for him to shake, turning his head to observe the flaming snake getting handled like a common garter. Well...better Thael than him. He'd always been a bit wary about snakes...even without poison, they were diseased little things. Not to mention the time in his childhood where hundreds of garters nested in his bedroom wall...a hundred pissed garters make more noise than a train derailing when its right by your ear. Thael handled it well though, despite his butchering of the English...wait, what was the language here even called? There's no England to speak of! Well...guess it isn't butchering if its not English. Despite his 1337 gamer speak, there wasn't a single person Hawkwood knew who was better at making sure the more fragile members of their little congregations stayed unbroken. Even Hawkwood himself was mostly a supportive tank, and he'd had his skin saved more than enough times by the Mountain of a Man that was cenaThael. Maybe sometime he'd have to ask for workout tips.

The Duel Tower: The first year students. (A Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Academy Roleplay.) [Axed]

Night passed slowly for Maisy, trying her best to fall asleep beside her racked nerves and the sewn on textile eyes of Jack Atlas judging her. She was almost certain that due to their little attempt at mystery solving, Transformer was going to break in with security to bend her into a pretzel for violating rules. And they'd probably take her pillow...or something. AND THAT WAS EVEN WORSE! Literally unable to push out the thoughts of impossibly flexible anatomy, Maisy got maybe 2 hours of sleep that night and woke up feeling like death. Not in the Andre kind of way, the "physically dying of exhaustion" kind of way. Having little time or want of coffee because she was an idiot like that, the normally peppy nosy Maisy was subjected to a morning of lessons napping behind her notebook. Unless Transformer was there in which case she'd be sweating profusely and breaking into cold sweats all class. Subtle Maisy. Real subtle.

Surviving almost getting her hat getting lit on fire from Melchior's attempt at "Overlaying" chemical compounds to make Methanol, she finally reached out in desperation to the darkest of gods that plagued adults: Coffee. Hesitantly taking a sip, the nosy-girl's eyes shot wide open and the bags under her eyes seemed to recede just a bit, before she slammed her fist on the lunch table and chugged the whole thing. Potential burns aside, it felt good to stay awake, even if she was jittery from having assumed that there wasn't THAT much sugar in those packets.

Turns out there was. And she had three. Besides jittering like she was about to Accel Synchro beyond this reality, Maisy was back to being a fully functioning member of the Dueltectives (Trademarked). "I think its magic. Or something. I mean, how else do you explain Steel's entourage just up and collapsing. Dramatic effect? Because if so, I mean, if I had a rose I'd have thrown it, but it looked like it hurt for real. Also maaaaaaaaaan, Haas, why are you eating so slooooow?" she asked, having already speared her meatballs faster than an Anteatereatingant eating anteaterseatingants. Her plate was spotless, and her cup was empty. "Also also, what're we going to do about freaky fish-guy? We really gonna deal with Steel? And rhyme while doing crimes?" she asked silently whispering the second and third bit as she wiped her mouth so fast that you swear that napkin should have been lit on fire from the friction. Since Maisy was currently operating on a caffeine high, she paid full attention to the duel at hand as well as the conversation, having never really seen Symphonic Warriors in action. Or a bowl cut that dangerously close to a non-fictional character.

The Duel Tower: The first year students. (A Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Academy Roleplay.) [Axed]

@Ammokkx
I'm fine with that. Lets me have time to think of how bad Maisy is gonna flip over how bad of an idea trying to rub elbows with Steel is.

The Duel Tower: The first year students. (A Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Academy Roleplay.) [Axed]

So...did...did they finally make a good Dinosaur card? Because Ultimate Conductor seems pretty good at first glance as a beat stick.

for just 1 duel point a day, you can send a starving Jurrac player a letter telling them that konami never will care again

Also y'all quiet.