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I'm obv better than Aggro because I got a whole page down with no external motivation after having writer's block since October, right?
[/quote]No. Impossible.

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Having difficulty duel planning.

Duel I'm currently working on looks set to go 11 turns, which in real terms is like a week, especially since its only the third one of the fic. Want to get it down to nine really, even thought that makes each turn more congested and doesn't really cut down on the amount of writing I have to do, and the action in the original 11 turn version was quite well paced and threw up some interesting character development chances.

Plus trying to only debut certain monsters at certain times (and trying to leave crazy hand/graveyard effects until later) and mix up the cards so that not everyone uses Monster freaking Reborn all the time is making it more complicated. Despite trying to make it easier if you get my drift.

Even more annoyingly I'd like a script the duel after it at the same time, to compare them, except thats a non-starter as... er... I don't know what Numbers to throw into it.

Going to read Dead Zone and see how long the average duel is in that. Cuz that's back now, if you didn't know. It's also amazing, if you didn't know.

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MASSIVE BUMP BEYOND EPIC PROPORTIONS!

So, anyways, I actually have some ORIGINAL WORK (OMG Insert your fanboyisms here) that I might be starting soon. Basically, it's about someone who kills off an entire race of people on accident, is punished for it, an incident in her town leads her to find the true culprit which was the King, she discovers a weapon named "Ultima" that can destroy the entire world, blah blah blah, epic fight scenes, tightly choreographed and acrobatic stunts, destroy the King, destroy the weapon, happily ever after.

Not much to go on, but I hope to begin work today with starting the prologue and possibly Chapter 1.

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[quote name='Verz Bahamut' timestamp='1326310983' post='5759586']
BUMP FOR GLORY!!

Sounds cool Dante.

Even if you did just give major plot stuff away :D
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It's going to be like 80+ chapters. I can already tell...

BTW, I'm almost done with the Prologue, and I'll post here for convenience. If you want to read, great. If not, whoopdie do. Not like I'm forcing you to read or anything....

Oh and also, I've succumbed to the description bug.

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So I had a weird idea for a YGO fic. It's more alternate history than anything else: it focuses on the south of Italy, where the remnants of the Western Roman Empire formed into a cohesive country and are now integrated into the rest of the world. Anyways, I'm trying to solidify the way Duel Monsters integrated themselves into the culture - d'ya think using the Crystal Beast origin story as a background would be interesting? Also, what're your opinions on doing a semi-mix of customs and canons for cards?

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[quote name='Rinne' timestamp='1326586100' post='5764550']
where the remnants of the Western Roman Empire formed into a cohesive country and are now integrated into the rest of the world.
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Isn't that basically Italy, though?

EDIT: The premise does sound nice, though; I've always been a fan of What-Ifs, and this looks like as solid a pitch as any. Something similar to the Crystal Beasts would be good, but not them specifically.

Custom cards I see no problem with, especially given the reality-except-like-this nature of a What-If.

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Oh, I said I'd post my prologue here, wouldn't I?

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Beware of plot holes is the only advice I can give right now, as Matt (and a few other colleagues who wanted to read it) pointed out that there are a lot of them. And also, description bug.

[spoiler='The Prologue of Amazing Length that Probably Should Just be a First Chapter']

PROLOGUE
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War only breeds sadness. That was the thought emblazoned upon her mind as she encroached the steps. Bound by shackles to her feet, the weight thrown upon her was heavy, and for the crime that she had committed, it seemed to suit. Two guards, dressed in white armor, hiding their faces behind burgonets, held the woman, dressed in a white and green dress that reached down to her ankles, and carried her up the steps. With each step, the woman could hear the chaos outside grow louder and louder. It seemed that finally she would be able to atone for her punishment.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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At the top of the stairs, a guard holding a lance looked at both of the white-dressed guards that were holding the woman. With a simple nod of his head, the guard with the lance proceeded to open the door. The flash of light blinded the woman’s eyes, and she turned away from the sight. This was contradictory, she thought to herself. The guards again took the woman into their grasp and proceeded forward yet again.
Clamoring all around were the sounds of countless people. The voices seemed to cascade into the air and then drift away, only to be replaced by horrible screeching, as felt by the woman who was bound, later. However, when all eyes turned to the woman who was bound with iron shackles on her ankles, the clamoring stopped, being replaced with silent and spiteful rumors. The young woman looked out towards the crowd of people, and sought only darkness. Perhaps this was another thing that they were going to rip away from her…[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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The guards carried the woman all the way to a small platform, which stood high above the crowd of people. The woman looked down around her, noticing that the small group of people that she saw once before had grown even larger. Perhaps there were more people here than she thought. The woman waited intensely, continuing to hear the screeches of the malicious rumors that encircled the sickened air. The woman stared directly outward. Directly across from her was yet another platform. It would no doubt be where he would be. The woman looked at both of the guards, her expression still, emotionless. However, one of the guards simply shook his head, still masked with the burgonet, and released the shackles on the woman’s legs.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“Do not think of escaping. We are watching you.”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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The threat was empty. The woman was not scared of anything. Yet, she felt she was contradicting herself yet again; she, in fact, was scared of herself, and at what the outcome of this might be. She knew that she would die here, on this day.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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From across the platform on the opposite side came a courier holding a stack of papers. It was finally time for her to receive her judgment.
“All bow before his Royal Highness!”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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In what seemed like total harmony and balance, the group of people that surrounded both platforms instantly dropped to one knee, clasping their hands together in prayer-like fashion.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“All may rise!”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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And with one simple command, the people were at the mercy of the Royal Court, once again. Only the woman stared with despondency. From across the platform, the courier set forth a table and laid the papers down upon it. Then, he scurried off the platform, bowing briefly to someone before stepping off the stairs. It was he, the woman thought.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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Stepping up the stairs to the final platform, a man with a large purple robe and red headdress appeared, also carrying with him a stack of papers. It would seem that she would not get off easily today. She knew that he was the keenest out of all of them. The people once again bowed before the statue of royalty, dressed in the garb of dark night sky.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“Lift your faces,” the man said, and the people quieted down almost instantly. The man grabbed a stack of papers, read them, set them back down on the table, and affixed his gaze towards the woman. “So, it is you…I knew that this day would come…”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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The woman’s face remained silent, hanging her head in the process. Thoughts raced in the back of her mind as though it was a spiral, throwing itself out of control.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“King Vito III would take pleasure into subjugating his fellow officers, but I, Judge Magistrate Darial VI, the Sixth Judge of the Nine Imperial Judges, shall take executive authority over this decree,” the man dressed in purple said. He grabbed another stack of papers and looked at them thoroughly, nodding his head. “Humph…”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“State your punishment for me and leave it at that.” The woman found herself to speak, and her voice was rough, cold, and filled with sorrow. The mix of different emotions found itself into her bloodstream, making her cringe.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“Now now, we should not hasten this. First off, why not tell us who you are?”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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The woman lifted up her head. Her raven black hair descended down to her shoulders, and her blue eyes were filled with intense beauty. However, her eyes betrayed the sense of beauty that they had always had, and was instead replaced with intense gloom. “Vyaan Amaki, the Second-In-Command of Heliodor’s Light Brigade, charged with defending the commoners from oppression and danger.”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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Whispers once again from the crowd sickened the immediate air around the woman. It was only a matter of time.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“Now, please explain to us,” Judge Magistrate Darial VI said, “what incident had occurred to put you in this position.”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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Vyaan could not begin to muster up the words that described the situation. She knew that it was too bloody, too unforgivable to let go. Vyaan took a deep breath in. “It was an accident.”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“That is what you claim,” Judge Magistrate Darial VI continued, with his immaculate pronunciation and nearly perfect presence. She knew that there was no chance for her. “However, the events that transpired were incongruent to be called an accident.”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“So you would say that this was all staged,” Vyaan said, piercing the silent air. Whispers among the crowd began to grow and grow. Vyaan felt the need to lash out at the people to silence themselves, given that her punishment would ultimately end in her execution. Nevertheless, Vyaan restrained herself and looked towards Judge Darial VI.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“Take us through that day, step by step. What really happened?”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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Vyaan looked up towards the Judge, with a sorrowful look in her eyes. “In the morning, it was to hide. At night, it was to scope out what they were doing…”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“Report. It seems that their movement has been increasing over the last few days. Also, we have a missive from Lord Aeleb Vox.”
A messenger knelt before Vyaan, who was sitting in her writing chair, thinking over the plan. She graciously took the missive and set it before her. “Monitor their movements closely. If you suspect anything suspicious, report it to me immediately. We are here to mediate, not to kill.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“Understood, ma’am. And the missive?”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]Vyaan opened up the missive and read it carefully before setting it at the edge of her desk. “It appears that Lord Aeleb Vox will not be returning for some time. Until then, we must handle this situation on our own.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“Agreed, ma’am. I am honored to be in your presence, Lady Amaki.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]Vyaan chuckled to herself, starting to blush. “How kind. However, I still have a long ways to go before I reach Lord Aeleb Vox’s level.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“Not true,” a voice said in the distance. Revealing himself in full plate armor, colored red and white, with a sallet clutched in his right hand. “You have displayed full leadership when Lord Aeleb Vox has been away. We think you to be just as experienced as him…”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“Lord Tiras…” Vyaan said slowly, losing her train of thought. She shook her head, putting the thought in her mind to rest. “It is getting late. Have everyone pull back for now.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“Yes, ma’am,” both Tiras and the messenger said in unison. Then, both exited the tent in which they were in, leaving Vyaan in peace.[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]

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[i]In the morning, Vyaan awoke and was ready to start another day. However, nothing could prepare her for this day, or what she was about to face when she went home.[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]Two sentries stood atop two adjacent towers, and they both spotted something at the same time. Descending the ladder, the two sentries immediately approached the wandering half-human, half-elf female. Despite their efforts to talk, however, the half-human, half-elf scampered off with vital supplies from Vyaan’s camp. Ignoring their orders to stay put, the two sentries immediately grabbed their swords and chased after the half-human, half-elf. Across the way, one of the sentries was able to grab a hold of the woman, while the other sentry slit the woman’s throat and grabbed the supplies. It was only then that they realized the crime that they had committed. The two sentries worked together to hide the body in the nearby river, but they both knew that the Kerusians would eventually find her soon. It was only a matter of time…[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]Night came quicker than Vyaan had anticipated, and there was still no movement from the Kerusians. Just as the sun was about to settle upon the wilderness, however, Vyaan heard the sounds of a bellowing horn that shook the earth. Vyaan knew that something was wrong.
“Lady Amaki!”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]Tiras had appeared right next to Vyaan’s side, fully dressed in his plate armor as usual. His sallet remained close by his hip, and he clutched it with uncertainty. “What is going on?”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“I do not know, but we have to find out what is causing all of this.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“I agree. Let us go out there.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“Wait, Tiras,” Vyaan said solemnly. “If something happened within our group to cause an uprising, I want to be the one held responsible. I do not wish to trouble my comrades any more than they already have been.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“Vyaan, you cannot. I will not allow it,” Tiras said, shaking his head violently.[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“You always compare me to Lord Aeleb Vox. Would he not do the same if he were in the same situation?”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]Tiras stuttered for a moment, but then found the truth within her words. It was a truly noble expression, and Tiras simply smiled. “Alright, then.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]Vyaan and Tiras both grabbed their lances, leaning on the wall, and made their way towards the plains. When they arrived, the site was more horrible than they could imagine.[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]About four-hundred or so Kerusians had been standing to attention. One leader stood out from the rest, and at his feet was the bloodied body of a female half-human, half-elf. His arms were crossed and he had a look of extreme hatred on this face.[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“Who would dare do this,” the leader questioned, with a large and bellowing voice. There was silence amongst the ranks for a few moments, but then the two sentries from earlier stood forth bravely. However, Vyaan shortly joined in afterward.[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“Wait, I will take responsibility for my subordinate’s actions.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“Humph. How very noble of you,” said the leader of the Kerusians.[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“My Lord, we have made a critical mistake,” Vyaan said to the leader, “and we do not wish to burden you anymore.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“Burden? Burden! This is my family! This is the only family I ever had,” the leader said, pointing to the corpse on the ground. “And you wish to fight! You do not know the pain I have endured.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“No, we do not wish to fight, my Lord.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“Your equipment and your fervent expression say otherwise.”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“You mistake our intentions-”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“I have heard enough of your ramblings. If we are to continue, it shall be through battle!”[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[i]“My Lord…” Vyaan could not contemplate what she had just heard. The leader of the Kerusians pulled out two small daggers and placed them in each of his hands. Enraged, he charged forth, and soon, all four-hundred of his followers joined in the fight as well. Regrettably, Vyaan hung her head, knowing that she had failed her duty. However, the life of her comrades was uncertain. She no longer cared for herself, but only wanted to see that there would be a peaceful negotiation. It was too late to stop them, nevertheless. Vyaan held out her hand and muttered the words “Charge” underneath her mouth, filled with regret.[/i][/left][/size][/font][/color]
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Vyaan hung her head, her throat swollen and exhausted from mental pain. She could not afford to talk anymore at the expense of her losing her soul to the sin of pride.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“I understand,” Judge Magistrate Darial VI continued, “however; this has caused a sharp incline in the material resources that Lalimbell is using to mass-produce weaponry. Your actions have placed Heliodor on the brink of war. Such is punishable by death.”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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The words rang in the back of Vyaan’s mind. Death. That was the only thing that she wished for at this point. She could no longer stand the sight of Tiras moving his lance swiftly in battle, no longer stand the sight of killing a mass race of people, and no longer stand the sight of the people whispering ostentatious rumors about her in the background. For the scythe to rip her soul to shreds was the last wish that flew across her darkened mind. “If it is death…then I will submit to my actions.”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“No, it is not death that will redeem our country,” Judge Darial VI said. “Your badge, please.”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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Vyaan lifted her head up to look at the Judge. Was he showing her pity? She took the badge out from her belt pocket and placed it on the table, far away from the Judge’s reach of grasp.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“We will not condemn you to death, for we cannot afford to lose such a valuable warrior like yourself. Your actions, however, will not go unpunished. The Nine Judges of the Royal Court have deemed you guilty, and as such, you are released from your service of the Light Brigade. Lord Tiras Hymudes II will take your place as the Second-In-Command, while Lord Aeleb Vox will continue to monitor the services of the Light Brigade. For your punishment, you are condemned to live in the walls of Braxis City forever, with no possibility of ever seeing the outside world again. This will be your chance at redemption, Lady Amaki.”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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The two guards that stood at the top of the platform behind Vyaan immediately then grabbed one arm, escorting the woman back down the stairs and into the dark abyss from which she came. Judge Magistrate Darial VI looked on towards the pavilion to see the crowd of people clamoring once again.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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“You have showed her pity.”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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Darial’s thoughts were disturbed when he heard a female voice behind her. He turned, and he found out that the voice belonged to Judge Antoinette V, the Fifth Judge of the Nine Imperial Judges. She wore a black and red dress that reached down to her knees, and her hair was curled up into a large bun, colored dark green. “In this time of strife and conflict, there is no such thing as pity, graciousness, or salvation. It is a lie conjured up by the seeds and entanglements of battle.”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[font=times new roman,times,serif]“Lady Antoinette, you speak far too harshly,” Darial said back, with a hint of distaste. “How can we destroy something so precious to our country?[/font]”[/left][/size][/font][/color]

[color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][left]“Yet if we do not, how do we show our authority to other people?” There was a slight pause. “One too many times, Darial. Your past relationships…they mean nothing when it comes to delivering judgment.”[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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Judge Antoinette V then walked down the platform and exited to her personal quarters.[/left][/size][/font][/color]
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[quote][quote name='Rinne' timestamp='1326586100' post='5764550']
where the remnants of the Western Roman Empire formed into a cohesive country and are now integrated into the rest of the world.
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Isn't that basically Italy, though?

EDIT: The premise does sound nice, though; I've always been a fan of What-Ifs, and this looks like as solid a pitch as any. Something similar to the Crystal Beasts would be good, but not them specifically.

Custom cards I see no problem with, especially given the reality-except-like-this nature of a What-If.[/quote]

Well, it was more me wanting to play with common Roman cultural tropes, and also dealing with the whole "parallel universe" idea of a world as a whole. 'Specially with Xyzs - I think I can integrate them and the Crystal Beast history in some way. x3

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Can't find Crystal Beast background story anywhere... been too long since I watched GX. Remember liking watching Jesse duel though.

In regards using Custom Cards, it would be easier way to go if you wanted everyone to use Xyz-only decks, with maybe the odd Cyclone/Mirror Force/etc here and there rather than 50/50 split. I think it looks weird if you're reading a duel which is nearly all existing cards and then suddenly a custom pops up that turns the whole duel round, that's a bit wtf. Even then you can always make an alternative to MST and so on that fits a guy's theme and the situation.

Idea sounds interesting though.

But above all else, Rinne and Umbra are back posting in this thread. Yay! I'm s....

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[color=#ffffff]I can feel it.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]Can you feel the wrongness in the world around us?[/color]

[color=#ffffff]Something's wrong.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]Something's coming.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]Something's returning.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]Something's after me.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]After my world.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]After my friends.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]What should I do?[/color]

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[quote]Can't find Crystal Beast background story anywhere... been too long since I watched GX. Remember liking watching Jesse duel though.

In regards using Custom Cards, it would be easier way to go if you wanted everyone to use Xyz-only decks, with maybe the odd Cyclone/Mirror Force/etc here and there rather than 50/50 split. I think it looks weird if you're reading a duel which is nearly all existing cards and then suddenly a custom pops up that turns the whole duel round, that's a bit wtf. Even then you can always make an alternative to MST and so on that fits a guy's theme and the situation.[/quote]

It's not on the wiki and Janime crapped the bed, so I'll try from memory:
Apparently the entire design for the Crystal Beasts was based off of the cargo of a ship that Alexander the Great (my historical mancrush, btw) was toting back from Persia!ish places, including a Rainbow Dragon lithograph. However, the ship sank, so although they could make the CBs from the legend, the dragon itself was offlimits. Hence why Johan/Jesse didn't have it off the bat.

As for your second point, do you mean "custom-only" decks instead of "XYZ-only"? If so, I don't think I could do that fully and I'm not even sure it's necessary. My theory is if you have to resort to a brand-spanking-new custom card to get your character out of a fix, then you're doing it wrong. It'd probably be only for the "chaser monsters" that are essential to the plot. (However, the fic will definitely be either Xyz- or Synchro-era. Not both.

(And I see your subliminal advertising.)

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[quote name='Rinne' timestamp='1326641980' post='5765220']
It's not on the wiki and Janime crapped the bed, so I'll try from memory:
Apparently the entire design for the Crystal Beasts was based off of the cargo of a ship that Alexander the Great (my historical mancrush, btw) was toting back from Persia!ish places, including a Rainbow Dragon lithograph. However, the ship sank, so although they could make the CBs from the legend, the dragon itself was offlimits. Hence why Johan/Jesse didn't have it off the bat.

As for your second point, do you mean "custom-only" decks instead of "XYZ-only"? If so, I don't think I could do that fully and I'm not even sure it's necessary. [b]My theory is if you have to resort to a brand-spanking-new custom card to get your character out of a fix, then you're doing it wrong[/b]. It'd probably be only for the "chaser monsters" that are essential to the plot. (However, the fic will definitely be either Xyz- or Synchro-era. Not both.

(And I see your subliminal advertising.)
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Ah I see, rings a bell now.

I meant as there's only 8-9 archtypes that are all Xyz based/have Xyz boss monsters, I can see the appeal of doing custom archtypes if you wanted to do a parrellel world where everyone predominantly uses Xyz, and the bold was what I tried to say in a amangle of words. Just saying I'm not a great fan of real-custom-real-custom-real-custom-real-custom...

Don't get what you mean by chaser though.

(And it was hardly unobvious)

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[quote]I meant as there's only 8-9 archtypes that are all Xyz based/have Xyz boss monsters, I can see the appeal of doing custom archtypes if you wanted to do a parallel world where everyone predominantly uses Xyz, and the bold was what I tried to say in a mangle of words. Just saying I'm not a great fan of real-custom-real-custom-real-custom-real-custom...

Don't get what you mean by chaser though.[/quote]

My intents for making the split are that Synchros and Xyzs are conceptually opposites in terms of goals and supports; thus having them coexist does little good. And I'm cool with you not being a fan of it, but I just don't have the motivation/inspiration to make a new archetype for each character and I don't like being limited by only what exists in canon. It'd probably be only 1 or 2 full custom archetypes as a whole, the aforementioned big-name cards, and a few perceived "staples" that are generic enough to show up in any deck. (Chaser = rare, exclusive. Think in terms of the Signer Dragons.)

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Well I've got time and choices so I'm just gonna lay this out there for anyone that's read or is anticipating a new chapter of my fic: Which of my characters do you want to see duel? There's a time or two where I can decide that, so I decided that I might as well go ahead with it.

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So... 24 comes out this time next week! (Yay!)

Going to spend this week going over everything and checking for errors, and trying to finish up the arc. Which is proving tricky as the closing duel has been changed at the last minute.

The duel is important but I didn't want one of the characters to duel too early, revealling their deck in a squash match when they had no real reason to duel, so new duelist has come in as replacement.

My problem now is that I don't know what to give them. Xyz Deck for one time use that isn't a major archtype as they are pretty much all in use elsewhere... ideas?

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I'm English. I date things the proper way, as in this day of this month of this year. :D

Don't worry, just wait until it changes to on that says 'OUT NOW' and click it when you do :)

So... any ideas for a deck for a one time use with an Xyz (non Number) as the boss... that isn't Wind Up, Evol, Inzektor, Hieroglyph, Ninja, Photon, Laval, Ritua, Gusta, Gemknight, Vairon, Steelswarm, Sacred, Verz or Heavy Machinery? 0_o

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