World Dueling Federation: Yu-Gi-Oh! Wrestling (Roleplay)

As she watched the reporter dash out of the room, Maria Zahn rubbed the bridge of her nose. The bright smile she wore for the outsider dimmed until her mouth drew tight. With great effort, she spun her wheelchair so that her back was to the door and her desk. Running a stray hand through her hair, she grabbed the phone that was on the small table to her left. She quickly dialed the usual number.

"Hello?" answered the other line, before the second ring. She had chosen her staff well.

"This is Zahn. Are the newcomers with you?"

"Yes, of course, Miss Zahn," was the immediate response. The voice was tight and quiet, one used to taking orders.

"Good. You can send them up, Simon."

As Maria hung up the phone, she placed it back on the table, grabbing the glass of brandy that was next to the phone's resting place. Swirling it idly, she wondered if the newcomers would understand just what this was. She had been let down before by others but she had taken precautions this time. The trainers had taught them how to use their decks and they were already illustrating their capabilities as performers.

The initial test had separated the tryhards from the potential Duelists and she had to admit she was pretty proud of herself for thinking of it. Rather than simply test how good they were with the cards, as that could be improved with time, those who were auditioning were tasked with creating an entertaining and intense duel. Everyone had been given the same cards and the ten that were on their way up tonight, they had proven capable of doing more than just playing to win.

Sipping her drink, Maria smiled to herself, although far more subdued than her talk with the reporter. These kids would do well, even if she had to strike fear into them. Sometimes, that was just the way things were.

An older man sighed as he hung up the phone, turning his eyes back on the room he was in. It was a rather spacious one, especially considering there were only about 12 people in the room. Large tables were set-up so that the group could sit down where they wanted to, whether it was alone at the end or clustered with others.

But they wouldn't be staying here for long. Simon cleared his throat to get everyone's attention. "Thank you all for your patience. I am Simon Montbel, Miss Zahn's right-hand. On her behalf, I wish to extend a warm welcome to you all. We at the WDF strive to provide thrilling entertainment using advanced Solid Light and holographic technology as well as..." He stopped and chuckled to himself. "You don't need the whole spiel, I suppose. In any case, welcome. Tonight, all of you will be having your debut matches. I can explain the rest, but Miss Zahn insisted on speaking to you all personally on this. So, if you'll follow me, it is time to meet the boss."

Simon walked over to sizable elevator, large enough to fit the entire party inside without them feeling cramped.

Navajo finished the last touches on his "war paint" that he figured looked accurate enough before joining Simon in the elevator. "So do I get to complain that I have three monsters that stay on the field?" he joked at Simon. "When do we find out who is going to kick my ass?"

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Deirdre gets in the elevator, making sure that her jester's motley doesn't get caught in the elevator. She eyes Navajo Joe and says playfully, "At least your monsters don't inflict damage to ya, like mine," her faint Scottish accent barely noticeable.

Johnny wedged himself between Deidre and Joe, giving Deidre a wink before turning to the Native.

"You ready?"

Navajo nodded. "Ready to become legends?"

"Legends... sounds good" said Nathan stepping in along with the rest "But, that's in the hands of the crowd" He said, his accent just barely french, or maybe Belgian "We're lucky enough to entertain."

"That's quite an attitude to have." Rosalia said teasingly as she stepped into the elevator alongside everyone else.

"I, for one, will give them a show they won't soon forget!" She said with a big, shining grin on her face.

"...I'm just glad to have a job." Jack muttered, looking away from everyone else. "Oh, by the way, any insults thrown at ya? Don't take them too hard. I'm supposed to be an ass on stage." Jack then fumbles around inside his pocket, twirling a small metal ball around in his hand. After garnering a bit more confidence he steps in the elevator also.

edited 5th May '15 12:01:54 AM by Nickpws

"Of course" said Nathan with a grin towards Jack "Its all in good fun"

"Fret not, Jack." Sho Bowman had grabbed his goggles and put them over his eyes, "For The Sun Fighter can take any insult and bounce back like the rays of the mighty sun! Ah hahahaha-" his laugh was cut short as he started coughing and wheezing.

Deirdre looks at Sho oddly. "...Ya know we don't haveta be in character all the time, right?"

"Yeah, yeah. I know." Sho said, taking his goggles back off, "I guess I'm just really excited, ya know?"

"...Right. Well, I guess it's hard not to be. I mean, hey, we get to show the crowd what we're made of!" Jack spoke with excitement, hovering his hand over the duel disk on his arm. The model had been outfitted to have pendulum slots spring out of the sides, but since Jack's deck had none and there was now way to steal them they didn't serve much of a purpose... Oh well.

"I wonder who I'll be fighting..."

The mild banter covered the sound of grinding gears as the group arrived at their destination. As the doors of the elevator opened, they found themselves at one end of a rather short corridor. The other end had a pair of large dark brown wooden doors. Simon silently sped past the group and placed a hand on one of the enormous and elaborate brass handles. As he pulled open one, the other door swung open as well.

The room was quite spacious, although the incredibly long mahogany desk in the center did its damnedest to devour as much room as possible. Behind the enormous desk, a woman sat in her wheelchair, slowly turning herself to face the group. She was middle-aged and it showed, with some wrinkles and laughlines already beginning to make themselves evident. Her dark brown eyes seemed almost black and seemed to look through each and every one of them as she casually allowed her gaze to flow down the group.

"Welcome to the WDF," she said, simply, her voice unaccented. "Many address me as Miss Zahn but you can all call me 'Boss'. Hopefully, for quite some time... if you play your cards right." Despite the pun, there was no laughter to be had on her lips. "Now, I won't bore you with discussions you've already had with your trainers and Simon. But let me make one thing clear: I am in charge and what I say goes. If you don't like it..." She gestured at the door.

"Now, I'm sure you're all very excited to get started. To that end, a tournament for all you newcomers has been organized. The first round of elimination will be tonight. Unfortunately..." The Boss sighed. "You number ten in total. This would make for a rather... uneven tournament. To rectify this, I have taken the decision to have Navajo Joe and Eddie McKinley sit the tournament. In exchange, they get the opportunity to headline tonight's main event."

The Boss snapped her fingers. "Simon, the match list for tonight."

Simon nodded and brought forward a tablet with a screen that showed simple black background and gold writing, with the red WDF logo set behind it.

Season IV Week I Match List

• Standard: Aime Soren vs The Crusader
• Standard: Sora Tenryudo vs Killer Clown
• Standard: Janus Jack vs The Sun Fighter
• Standard: Hotshot vs Rosalina Rossa
• Standard: Fu Manchu vs D. S. Diver
• Tag 8k: Navajo Joe + Eddie McKinley (Name Pending) vs Dan the Man + Beast Mode (Pure Power)

"Of course," continued The Boss as the group looked over the schedule. "There will be time between matches as the established members speak to the crowds about how you'll be but pebbles beneath their feet, but don't let it bother you. After tonight, feel free to come to me about having time on the mic.

"Now then, any questions? The opening will be starting soon so if you want to catch it, we have some large screens down in the lounge."

edited 5th May '15 7:08:24 PM by EviIPaladin

Navajo grinned. "Suits me fine. Navajo isn't the kind of guy to look out for Number One." He pumped his fist. "Eddie, you've got a machine deck, right? What about Magic and Machine?"

Sora leaned back behind the others, awaiting the big stage for his match. My girl and my friends are gonna be watching. Lets see who this killer clown fellow is.

He hadn't said or done anything yet largely because he wanted to reserve himself for the big matches.

Clad in his distinctive cap and outfit, though, it wasn't hard to mistake the young duelist. And soon, I'll give them a flight nobody can forget. A gravity-defying show to inspire the 99.

edited 5th May '15 10:13:28 PM by NickTheSwing

"Sora Tenryudo, hm?" Deirdre glanced around before asking rather loudly, "Which one of ya is Sora Tenryudo?"

"Heh, the hero then" he said amused "Er no ma'am" Then he hooked an arm around Sun Warrior's shoulders "Our debut! isn't that exhilarating?"

Sora started to step forward when his name was called by another player and thus, their first meeting. He took the goggles off of his eyes and smiled broadly, "I'm Sora."

"...I'm pretty sure Donald and Goofy are around here somewhere."

He chuckled and waved at Deirdre.

Deirdre thought that line sounded familiar, kinda... Ah well. "I'm Deirdre Colquhoun, AKA the Killer Clown. Best of luck to ya." She stuck out her hand to shake.

"Eeeh? The hell Kinda name is 'Fu Manchu'? Ugh..." Jack walked back a little and foun a wall to lean on. His duel wouldn't be coming up soon anyway.

He took her hand and smiled widely, "Nice to meet ya. Lets make a show for the...for everyone."

Gotta cool my feet.

Sho looked to see the match ups. "I have no complaints." Sho looked to Jason with a wide grin and nodded, "Yeah! I can't wait! It's going to be great!"

The elderly man that stood to the back of the group smiled amiably and followed Jack, stroking his Fu Manchu moustache.
“That would be me,” he said, mildly. “Or rather, my stage name. Haven't you read the stories about the master criminal, the genius Fu Manchu? No?”
Jon Strange smiled. “I would gladly lend you a couple of books, maybe brew you a cup of tea...?”

"Oh, so you're the one who's going to face off against me later." Jack addressed Jon when he announced himself as Fu Manchu. "Books eh? Sure, why not. I don't read a whole lot, but if they're good books I wouldn't mind... But uh, I don't really like tea. Or at least the few brews I've tasted so far..." The last part was only a mumble, the green haired man turning his head from Strange.

He then gazed up to the podium, where the first duel will begin. "Curious as to who will win as well?"