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

“But of course.” Jon's smile became lopsided. “Winning is all that matters, no?”
He waited for a moment, then chuckled. “You have not tasted proper tea if your opinion of it is so dismal.”

"Guess I'll try yours then, if you're so sure of it. Try not put me in the hospital, though!" The shark duelist joked. "Winning isn't really all that matters, remember? We're entertainers, so the fun of other should just be getting- Wait I feel like I'm stealing someone else's catchphrase here..."

The old man snorted. “I jest. Do I look like a win-hungry youngster to you? Jeez...”
Jon rubbed his bald head. “You'd think I'd go to the Pro Leagues if winning's all important to me.”

"...Uh? Isn't this the starting point? Ah, whatever." Jack clearly doesn't get this old man, deciding to not bother anymore. He diverts his focus to the others, seeing what they're up to.

John smirked at the matchcard.

"So who's the lucky lady?"

He looked around for his opponent.

Edgar hadn't really said anything up to this point. He'd kept the masked side of his face towards everyone else, trying to disguise his nerves. His first big performance - he couldn't blow it, especially not when he was the main event!

He was snapped out of his thoughts by the Native American themed duelist, asking after a good team name.... "Umm... Well, I had my own idea. How does 'Crazy Tech' sound?"

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Navajo shook his head. "Nah. That doesn't really describe me at all. I mean, I have a few Machines, but they're only there to assist my main Spirits. Maybe 'Machine Mystics' or something of the like?"

Eddie shrugged. Now he was a little clear-headed he thought about his words a little more. "Nah, I was just calling you crazy. Or, your gimmick rather. Maybe we just don't need one? I mean, we're probably not gonna stick as a team forever."

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"Yeah, but..." Navajo wiggled his fingers in a faux 'magical' way. "Gotta make hype, play the crowd, right?"

"I'm Rosalia Rossa." Said Rosalia from behind Hotshot. She put her hands to her hips and sized up her opponent. She did not look nervous at all, so if she was, she was pretty good at hiding it.

"So you're Hotshot, huh?"

"Eyupp. "Hotshot" John Murdoch. Action star extraodinaire and future champion."

He took Rosa's hand and kissed.

"You're so lucky to be my opponent tonight."

With all the introductions out of the way, anyone who turned to look at the large screen in the lounge they totally moved to, they'd notice the screen turning on. Music built up as a montage of important and awesome moments from the last four seasons played. When the opening cinematic reached its finale, the large red logo of the WDF dropped down before it all faded away.

It cut to the roaring WDF Stadium, the cheers of the crowd audible to the group both from the screen they were watching and from the walls around them. However, the screen made it easier to make out a different set of voices.

"Welcome, one and all, to another exciting night of WDF action! My name is Kayla Lur and I'm here with my ever-lovely co-worker, Mackenzie King!" The camera was now focused on the two announcers, both of whom smiled with bright white teeth.

"Thanks, Kayla," replied Mackenzie, his deep voice calm after her quick-spoken introduction. "Tonight we return to the stage with most of the titles having changed hands or vacated. But that's not the biggest news... No, we have a large number of newcomers who will be debuting tonight! How do you think the other Duelists will react to the new competition?"

"Well, King, I'm sure they can't wait to tell us, through words and Dueling! We can only imagine how capable these newcomers are and whether or not they'll find friends amongst each other or even some of the established Duelists!"

"Quite right, Kayla. But first, we have our opening match of the night!"

The lights dimmed and the crowd simmered down, awaiting to find who would be opening the first night of the season.

Heavy bass began playing before a short young Indian woman stumbled onto the main ramp, wearing a bizarre outfit incorporating yellow, blue, red, and green equally. She wore a very self-satisfied grin, stretching out her arms in imitation of a plane as she made her way to the ring. As her entrance theme reached the chorus, she began doing finger guns at the crowd and laughing.

"Aime Soren," explained Kayla, as the music died down. "She surprised many people when she managed to pull her last victory off, considering her deck of choice."

"It definitely has its tricks to it," pointed out King. "Although it is very easy to underestimate its power."

The commentators were silenced, as a new entrance theme began playing. A tall Caucasian man wearing armour from neck to toe began clanking down the ramp. As the lights dimmed to focus on him, his blue eyes seemed to burn with determination and anger. He idly ran an armoured hand through his blond hair as he leaped up to the ropes. Just before the song climaxed, the lights went out in the stadium, to the audible surprise of a few first-time attendees. Once it reached the climax, however, the lights turned on, almost blindingly strong. As he stood in the ring, he locked eyes with Aime.

"I am The Crusader," he spoke, a slight French accent audible in his voice. "You who would stand in the way of The Light shall be cleansed by my righteous strength."

"Whatever, dude," Aime replied, chuckling. Both Duelists swung out their Duel Disks. Aime's was like her clothing in that it was designed with thick yellow, green, blue, and red colouring, almost looking like plastic. The Crusader's, however, was gold and in the shape of cross, with silver lining defining each zone.

The ring itself then rumbled to life. Parting in the middle, it moved up and away to put the Duelists further away from each other. After a moment, it settled, having broken away into two separate platforms, with both Duelists watching each other carefully.

"Duel!"

Navajo Joe frowned at the Crusader's entrance. "Never was a big fan of him. I feel like Navajo will butt heads with his... personality."

Deirdre raised her eyebrows. "Huh. Ah like the Indian girl better, ta be honest. That 'Crusader' guy's a bit uptight."

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"Oi, don't we have a crusader too? Oh wait, no, that's sun fighter. My bad."

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Sora stood back and watched the more experienced ones enter the stage, biting his lip slightly at some of the attitudes these individuals took, particularly Crusader. For now he just seemed slightly squinty, but in reality he was thinking of strategies of how to deal with these duelists.

I made sure to watch those previous seasons, again and again, both to remind myself of my path, and to recall strategies and tactics.

He was a life time fan, after all.

But first he'd need to get through Killer Clown. She was new - like him - meaning plans would need to be improvised. He'd be sure to have fun with this match.

I'll spread my wings here...far as they'll go.

"The Sun Fighter is a crusader." Sho said, "A Crusader...for justice." he chuckled lightly as he looked at the duel in front of them, "So, a kooky eccentric versus someone who belongs in one of my D&D campaigns. This is gonna be quite the show."

Johnny watched the match intently. Or he tried to at least.

The two duelists almost appeared to be frozen in time.

Deirdre watches with steadily decreasing interest. The two duelists had entered a stalemate, and were now basically throwing insults back and forth. She stifled a yawn and went to go hunt for free refreshments.

"The Light wastes no time, nor do I!" The Crusader glanced about his hand, a slight scowl on his face. "I set a monster and a card face-down and end my turn!" Two enormous holographic images of Duel Monster cards appeared before The Crusader, as he slammed them down with quick, stiff movements.

"Maybe the light should 'lighten' up," replied Aime, as she snickered at her incredibly clever remark. "Draw!" In comparison to The Crusader's, Aime's movements were slower and more fluid as she seemed to sway even when considering her options. "I summon Mother Grizzly in Attack Mode!" A ferocious blue bear rose from the ground and bellowed at The Crusader, digitized spittle flying everywhere.

MOTHER GRIZZLY: 1400ATK

"Battle Phase! Mother Grizzly, teach that face-down a lesson! Big Blue Bite!" The beast launched itself at The Crusader's foremost Set card, ripping it with tooth and claw. For a split second, a bizarre winged creature appeared before exploding into pixels.

"Nova Summoner's effect activates!" declared The Crusader, pleased at having lured Aime into his play. "I can Special Summon one LIGHT Fairy-type monster from my deck with 1500 or less Attack! Rise from the fallen soul, Shining Angel!" A humanoid creature rose up, massive golden wings spread wide in defiance of the howling beast opposite it.

SHINING ANGEL: 1400ATK

"Say King," began Kayla, looking between the two monsters. "Both of these monsters can be a rather big thorn in the side, can't they?"

"Yup," replied King. "Both Mother Grizzly and Shining Angel have effects that trigger on battle destruction. In fact, they sort of mirror each other as Mother Grizzly allows Aime to summon a WATER monster of 1500 Attack or less from her deck while Shining Angel allows The Crusader to bring out another LIGHT monster of 1500 Attack or less from his deck."

"Not bad," admitted Aime. "I set two cards face-down and end my turn."

"The Light is more than just 'not bad'; it is the force of truth and justice that echoes the universe. And now, it echoes with my drive to win in its name! Draw!!" The Crusader's grin grew. "I Tribute my Shining Angel and bring forth The Light's proudest soldier!" Shining Angel faded as a bright light began to intensify in its epicenter. "With blade of justice and mind of purity, let The Light guide you in your path to victory! Trample the opposition, Airknight Parshath!!" A centaur erupted from the flash, its armour gleaming in the bright light of stadium as it raised its blade.

AIRKNIGHT PARSHATH: 1900ATK

"Battle Phase! Crush the competition beneath your righteous charge! Airknight Parshath, GLEAMING VICTORY STAMPEDE!!" The angelic warrior shot forth, swinging the blade and cleaving Mother Grizzly in two. The shockwave took Aime off her feet before she stumbled back into the turnbuckle.

AIME SOREN: 3500LP

"Airknight Parshath's effect activates! Whenever it inflicts Battle Damage, I draw a card!" The card was quickly added to his hand.

"You aren't the only one with tricks," replied Aime, as she centered herself. "Mother Grizzly's effect is a go! I can Special Summon a WATER monster with 1500 Attack or less from my deck when it is destroyed by battle. Rise, strength of a thousand bears, Koitsu!" A tiny deep blue coloured being flew in on a paper plane.

KOITSU: 200ATK

"And both players have out some of their most recognizable monsters!" shouted Kayla, slamming the announcer's desk. "The Crusader's Airknight Parshath and Aime Soren's Koitsu! But neither of them are quite complete yet... Who's gonna take the lead and push further?!"

"Ah the action's picking up my friend" Said Nathan, slipping into a less accented and more sing-songy voice as he got into character, even if he was in civie clothes. "The warrior of light gets a lead on the eclectic dancing fighter" he said watching the fight with intent.

Back in the lounge, Jon snorted in amusement. “Koitsu? I do hope she can make this work.”

"Strength of a thousand bears?" Sho looked confused, "That card's only got 200 attack points."

"But it's got a high level," Navajo noted. "Which means I think pretty soon we're going to see what kind of ass it can kick."

Sora stood back and watched the duel proceed with a smile. It was pretty clear to him that Ai-chan had a pretty nice strategy.

Its pretty clear to me her strategy is not just to summon Koitsu.

"Well, guys, with Koitsu out I'm pretty sure we'll shortly see what her real game plan is."