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The Miz-Terry Of T-Kill (Includes real YCM Characters!)


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Welcome, to the long-awaited, finally released Fan Fic Production of Azmania2260! This fanfic includes characters from our own YCM Forum, as well as my own imagination. However, all the Main Characters are YCM Members. Here is the casting call:

 

Main Character - Tkill93 (He is a mod, afterall)

Tkill's FriendS - Elsandero, Anaar (Anarchy 07)

Tkill's Villain - Frunk

Villain's Helpers - TallMan (tallman93), Clown (da-clown-of-hell)

Miz Terious (Mystery Character) - Steve Nuvia (HMNISGwahahaha)

Miz Terious's Henchmen - D-Vader, GX-D , The Kid

 

Reserve List

 

Blood (Bloodrun)

Nukyasu

Haaris

Dj-Osiris

Yami (Yami Cookie1145)

 

OK, we shall start! Welcome to the premier of...The Miz-Terry of T-Kill. (Rated 8+)

 

Chapter 1

 

I have my own interpretation of the ''Morning Shows The Day''.

 

I was once told it meant, how you act as child, that is how you act as an adult. But that was my mum who said that. I think it means this. The mini events that happen to you in the morning, happen to you like a deja-vu later in the day.

On a higher scale.

 

Kansas City. We all know the name ''Kansas''. We've heard in the Yu-Gi-Oh! Movie. You know, when Joey goes, ''I don't think we're in Kansas anymore''. But that has no relation to this story. It was a cold, December, Saturday. People wrapped up in scarves, carrying boxes of Christmas presents, and bags of wrapping paper and groceries.. It was also a morning for the last Yu-Gi-Oh! Tournament of the year. T-Kill, and his buds, Elsandero, and Anaar, were on their way to the local one. Oh, and if you're thinking what sort of name T-Kill is, ask his parents. But, you'd have to travel a long way. Get some investigators.

They ran away.

When T-Kill was a newborn.

 

The trio reached to the local district Church, which had a small hall for tournaments and other stuff. They went in, and registered their name. All they knew was that today had a special theme.

 

Tournament Organizer: Welcome, all duelists! To the last tournament of the day. Unfortunately, Chris ain't 'ere, so I'll take the tourney. The idea today is very interessant. All 16 of you will choose a Secret Rare card from the collection we put up. The rankings of the last tournament will decide who goes first and so on. And, then we play like a normal tournament, and the winner gets to keep the last three ranked players' Secret Rare card. And the rest of you keep yours too. Except, for the last three ranked, of course. Fun? Let's begin! And according to the last results, T-Kill was the last winner! So step up, son. And choose your card.

 

T-Kill stepped up to the table, and whispered to him, ''Don't call me son.'', in a very angered manner. The organizer was surprised, but didn't want to make a scene, and stayed quiet. He had no idea why T-Kill just said that. T-Kill looked at the collection they gave; he had most of the cards. Except one. It lay there, shining, like the shine of a Secret Rare. It had obviously been pulled out of Premium Pack quite recently.

Marshmallon.

It was the weakest monster, but he felt this urge to take it.

So he did.

 

A few hours had gone past, and T-Kill made it past the group stages and now was in the finals. He didn't draw Marshmallon in any duel so far. 1 guy tried to steal it, but he didn't get too far. He was disqualified. This final looked good, he was up against someone called Frunk. From what T-Kill knew, he ran a Zombie deck. With The Creator stashed in too. It was going to be a good duel. He sensed it.

 

The duel had begun and it was running well. T-Kill was on 1000 LP, and he was 1000 LP. Everyone was watching. His field donned a Creator in Defense Mode and Vampire Genesis. He just recently destroyed T-Kill's Wicked Dreadroute and 2 other monsters with Lightning Vortex. He managed stop both attacks with Negate Attack. T-Kill's hand wasn't looking good. It was his draw. He hoped for something good. Here it came.......Marshmallon! Awesome. He set the card face down. Frunk's turn. He attacked after his draw, and flip! Marshmallon came. Frunk had lost. He had lost for just one puny card! He got so angry, he decided to steal the card. And so he did. T-Kill went to shake his hands, but his hands went on his Marshmallon. The card was stolen and he made a quick run for it.

 

It was gone.

 

The morning had shown the day.

 

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So, whaddya think!

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