Egypt - The Thief and the Tombkeeper

[YolkaEd]

"Gnh...!" With a snarl, Marik stepped back as he clutched his head; glaring at the man. Somehow... this reminded him...



...of him...



"...get out of my head...!" he growled.

[AnT]

"Are you feeling some fever?" he smirked, holding up a tiny bottle of water. "Water from the Nile can clear that up."

[YolkaEd]

"Ngh...!" He closed his eyes whilst gritting his teeth; doing his very best to fight the hypnotic effect this was having on him. ...this isn't right... he's dead... dead and long gone... so why does it feel like he's coming out...?!

His eyes opened as he glared at the pouch; where the dark aura came from. "...what... do you have in that pouch?!" he uttered in a semi-demanding tone.

[AnT]

"Not for sale, I'm afraid. But you're a tough customer." he laughed, wagging the bottle. "But it is my good luck charm."

[YolkaEd]

"...I'm... not buying...!" Marik growled; starting to make a vague connection between the searing headache, the hypnotic effect, and the dark aura. "...just... tell me what kind of... cursed charm you wield in that pouch!"

[AnT]

"Cursed?!" he frowned, as the spell suddenly stopped. "Shame you, girly man! That card gave me gift of luck; shining me with willing customers."

[YolkaEd]

As he caught his breath from the spell relieving itself, he glared at the peddler. "...willing is the last word I'd describe that as... you're brainwashing people into buying your worthless junk!" he spat.

[AnT]

"Rude girly man!!" he shouted, his arms shaking in anger. "You have dishonored my ancestors and my goat!!"

And said goat, sleeping beside him, just lazily 'baaah'd'.

"Ooo, I could be giving you the fist of life if I wasn't skin and bones with a round belly." he pouted, lifting his pudgy belly over his bony upper body before dropping it.

[YolkaEd]

His eyes narrowed in disgust. "...well, if I'm mistaken, why don't you show me this supposed 'good luck charm'?!" he uttered. After the experiences of Battle City, brainwashing was not something he looked fondly upon, especially when used for petty purposes such as this.

[AnT]

"That will be 100 pounds to show my sacred treasure." he grinned, waiting to receive money.

[YolkaEd]

"Money-grubbing..." Marik hissed... and then, an idea popped into his mind. "...I have a better idea." At that point, he held out a deck of Duel Monsters cards. "We will duel."

[AnT]

"Okay-dokey!" And suddenly, out of no where, he drew out a sword and pointed it at him. "Engard!!"

[YolkaEd]

Marik stepped back with a startled expression for a moment. "...n-no, I meant... a duel." He held up the deck again. "Duel Monsters. You have a card pouch, so you do play the game, I assume."

[AnT]

"Oh..." Looking disappointed, he tossed the sword away...which sounded like it hit a cat. He picked up his pouch...

...and pulled out a spanking, fancy, red Duel Disk!!!

[YolkaEd]

"...hm!" With a nod, Marik pulled out his own Duel Disk; the same variety he had kept after the conclusion of Battle City. Sliding his deck into it, he gave the peddler a nod. "...let's duel!"

[AnT]

[dice=5][dice=5][dice=5][dice=5][dice=5][dice=5]

"I am going to get on with my bad self, and summon Spirit of the Pot of Greed!" Slapping said card on the disk, a demonic jar appeared on the sandy street.



Showing a Pot of Greed card, "Using the Pot of the Greed, I can draw one more card."

[dice=5][dice=5][dice=5]

Sliding in two face downs, which appeared behind the jar monster, "Thank you, you may go."

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Hand:
1 monster, 3 magic, 1 trap

Field:
Spirit of the Pot of Greed ATK: 100
2 face-downs

Graveyard:
Pot of Greed

Deck:
18 monsters, 6 magic, 7 traps[rand=66423714370466778255301795434207151459548622369774100407699588686]

[YolkaEd]

Narrowing his eyes, he drew.

[dice=5][dice=5][dice=5][dice=5][dice=5]

[dice=5]

Seeing the last card he drew, he nodded. "...I will discard Gravekeeper's Commandant to draw one Necrovalley to my hand!" he said, as he did just that. "And I will play that card right now!"





"Next, I activate Allure of Darkness; letting me draw two cards." As he held that card out for the peddler to see, he drew his cards.

[dice=5][dice=5]

"And then, I banish a Dark monster from my hand." As he did that, he looked back at his opponent's field. "...now, I will summon Gravekeeper's Spear Soldier!"

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[AnT]

"Please do not pick up your merchandise without paying." he grinned while a trap card stood up; Draw Bomb. "You lose 2000 life points for that Allure of Darkness."

[YolkaEd]

Marik's eyes widened, before an explosion erupted around him. "Agh...!"

LP: 2000

Gritting his teeth, he glared at the peddler. "You'll regret that. Spear Soldier, crush his Spirit!"

With a yell, the spear soldier rushed to impale the pot before him.

[AnT]

And another card stood up; Defense Draw. It unleashed a shockwave which bounced the attacker away from the demon jar.

"The store is closed, until next turn." Grinning, he drew a card, as accordance to the trap's rules.

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[YolkaEd]

Marik grit his teeth in annoyance, before setting two cards. "Your move."

LP: 2000
Hand: 2 Monsters
Field: Gravekeeper's Spear Soldier (2000 ATK), Necrovalley, 2 face-downs
Graveyard: Allure of Darkness, Gravekeeper's Commandant
Banished: Gravekeeper's Curse
Deck: 15 Monsters, 8 Spells, 8 Traps

[AnT]

[dice=5]
Smirking, he slid in a card. "I use Pot of Duality."



He drew out three cards, however, large holograms of those cards appeared for Marik to see.

[dice=5][dice=5][dice=5]






Annnnnnd....

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[YolkaEd]

His eyes widened. "...Exodia...?!"

[AnT]

"Whoopsie!" he nervously grinned, taking that card, and shuffling the magic cards in his deck.

[YolkaEd]

His eyes narrowed. ...this isn't good... if he assembles all five pieces, I'll lose... and then that other card might overtake me... He shook his head. ...no, I won't lose! I'll defeat this peddler!

[AnT]

"And now I sacrifice my Spirit," he announced, as said monster faded within a small twister. "To summon AirKnight Parshath!"




"Now make sliced corn dogs out of him!" the old man shouted, pointing at the Gravekeeper. The centaur charged right for him, slicing him with his swords.

[YolkaEd]

And... the centaur was suddenly impaled on the spear.



A small smirk crossed his lips. "Did you forget about Necrovalley? All Gravekeepers have their ATK and DEF increased by 500 on this field."

Indeed; the numbers didn't lie.

Gravekeeper's Spear Soldier: 1500 ATK-->2000 ATK

[AnT]

"No I did not!" he grinned, slotting in a card. "Have a freebie, on me."



And because of this card, the Gravekeeper would get, not only weaker, but losing touch of the field spell. This was because of the centaur stabbing the old man with a lance, despite being empaled.

ATK: 1500 -> 700

[YolkaEd]

However, while the lance seemed to have impaled the gravekeeper... the warrior suddenly faded away.



And a smirk crossed his lips. "...my trap card, Dark Illusion, negates the activation of a Spell Card that targets my Gravekeeper, before destroying it. Your Forbidden Lance is no more."

Indeed; at that point, the spear soldier suddenly appeared to break the lance, before driving the spear further into the centaur.

[AnT]

The moment the spear faded, the centaur exploded to data bits.

LP: 3900


Gritting, he slid in a magic card, and two face-downs. "I play Sword of Revealing Light, and two face-downs. And end me turn."

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LP: 3900

Hand:
1 monster, 1 magic, 1 trap

Field:
Sword of Revealing Light
2 face-downs

Graveyard:
Pot of Greed
Draw Bomb
Defense Draw
Spirit of the Pot of Greed
AirKnight Parshath
Forbidden Lance
Pot of Duality

Deck:
16 monsters, 6 magic, 6 traps