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BATTLE OF THE PLAGUES: CONCLUSION
They can't do anything in this fight.
For all that they cooperate, for all that they try, they can do nothing. "HAVE YOU ACCEPTED YOURSELVES YET?" Pestilence roars from on high, the darkness becoming unbearable as the storm rains down upon them. Setting buildings and people aflame, shocking them into crisps, and pounding them relentlessly with hailstones the size of cannons. The monsters cannot survive--and for those who summon them, time is limited.
"HAVE YOU READIED YOURSELVES, FOR THE TENTH PLAGUE?"
There is a click.
A bang.
And abruptly, all goes silent, the clouds parting. Those who can see, those who can fly, have had their efforts rewarded, an exhausted, semi charred and frosted Hatsu standing behind Pestilence as vines latch the demon's arms to the ground. He holds a gun to the back of the other's head with cold eyes...
...And this time, Pestilence is afraid.
He laughs, of course. "What do you think you will achieve?" he chuckles nervously. "I already took from you what I want... ...You already know you can't kill me..!" There is no answer from Hatsu, and fear becomes rage. "All of you are INFECTED," he hisses, snarling with choking breaths. "Even escape won't save you now! I am more than your prisoner, or even your end; I am DISEASE-"
"Disease, is it?" Hatsu finally asks, his voice ringing clear over the air. His eyes narrow but a fraction, and his finger begins to pull upon the trigger. "If that's the case, then consider me to be 'Traditional Medication'... If you're the disease," he announces, face twisting for one brief second of rage as he fires. "Then consider this the CURE!"
The bullet fires. And for a moment there is nothing--until choking meets the air. Until a plant begins to blossom at the back of the other's skull, vines and roots alike poking out through the ears, the throat, the eyes... The plant grows, and continues to grow, Pestilence's red-form staining the tower beneath him, until finally the body bursts into that same noxious spore filled gas he threw upon others not long before.
And even this is devoured by the roots of the plant.
The jailer is gone.
And with a steady rumble, their efforts are rewarded. All the buildings of the city have long since returned--but with the darkness gone, it is now time for the barrier to follow. Entrances to the outside world open, and the dome above collapses into ash. Outside, those watching will notice further platforms rising up from the sea...railway tracks forming beneath the waves, while great pillars meant for duel-roadways spear through the waves. Pestilence is gone--and the world has 'welcomed' them back.
....Leaving all others to clean up the aftermath.
[[OOC - First off, thank you to everyone who participated in this Summer Long event! I hope you enjoyed it, and I much appreciate any critique you have on how things went.
Relating to that, I apologize profusely for the sudden dip in my own activity regarding the event in the final battle; things arose IRL, but it is no less my fault and responsibility for what occurred. All the same, I hope you were able to enjoy yourselves despite this, and that you are able to look forward to another year at the YGO-DR!
For those who participated in the event by the way, you get a Unique Prize; while an event is being run through the RNG from the Single Vote received, all participants can have their muse affected by another event from the existing list, regardless of what else is going on. Choose wisely, and have fun!]]
For all that they cooperate, for all that they try, they can do nothing. "HAVE YOU ACCEPTED YOURSELVES YET?" Pestilence roars from on high, the darkness becoming unbearable as the storm rains down upon them. Setting buildings and people aflame, shocking them into crisps, and pounding them relentlessly with hailstones the size of cannons. The monsters cannot survive--and for those who summon them, time is limited.
"HAVE YOU READIED YOURSELVES, FOR THE TENTH PLAGUE?"
There is a click.
A bang.
And abruptly, all goes silent, the clouds parting. Those who can see, those who can fly, have had their efforts rewarded, an exhausted, semi charred and frosted Hatsu standing behind Pestilence as vines latch the demon's arms to the ground. He holds a gun to the back of the other's head with cold eyes...
...And this time, Pestilence is afraid.
He laughs, of course. "What do you think you will achieve?" he chuckles nervously. "I already took from you what I want... ...You already know you can't kill me..!" There is no answer from Hatsu, and fear becomes rage. "All of you are INFECTED," he hisses, snarling with choking breaths. "Even escape won't save you now! I am more than your prisoner, or even your end; I am DISEASE-"
"Disease, is it?" Hatsu finally asks, his voice ringing clear over the air. His eyes narrow but a fraction, and his finger begins to pull upon the trigger. "If that's the case, then consider me to be 'Traditional Medication'... If you're the disease," he announces, face twisting for one brief second of rage as he fires. "Then consider this the CURE!"
The bullet fires. And for a moment there is nothing--until choking meets the air. Until a plant begins to blossom at the back of the other's skull, vines and roots alike poking out through the ears, the throat, the eyes... The plant grows, and continues to grow, Pestilence's red-form staining the tower beneath him, until finally the body bursts into that same noxious spore filled gas he threw upon others not long before.
And even this is devoured by the roots of the plant.
The jailer is gone.
And with a steady rumble, their efforts are rewarded. All the buildings of the city have long since returned--but with the darkness gone, it is now time for the barrier to follow. Entrances to the outside world open, and the dome above collapses into ash. Outside, those watching will notice further platforms rising up from the sea...railway tracks forming beneath the waves, while great pillars meant for duel-roadways spear through the waves. Pestilence is gone--and the world has 'welcomed' them back.
....Leaving all others to clean up the aftermath.
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[[OOC - First off, thank you to everyone who participated in this Summer Long event! I hope you enjoyed it, and I much appreciate any critique you have on how things went.
Relating to that, I apologize profusely for the sudden dip in my own activity regarding the event in the final battle; things arose IRL, but it is no less my fault and responsibility for what occurred. All the same, I hope you were able to enjoy yourselves despite this, and that you are able to look forward to another year at the YGO-DR!
For those who participated in the event by the way, you get a Unique Prize; while an event is being run through the RNG from the Single Vote received, all participants can have their muse affected by another event from the existing list, regardless of what else is going on. Choose wisely, and have fun!]]
OTA
A dragon-armored teen soars in the skies still... Yugo's split away from the tomato to look around for Yuto again, really. But he's not so high that he won't recognize people that are on the ground or that they can't see him.
Recognizing Yugo like this is another matter, unless you're familiar with a certain dragon's eye-catching crystalline wings.
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But...
"Clear-wing?" Rin murmurs, looking up. But... If Clear-Wing Synchro Dragon was here... that meant...
No...
Could it be?
The nexus could bring people from anywhere, but...
She hadn't seen him in so long.
"Are you okay?" Yuzu asks herself. Rin nods their head, and nods.
"Yeah... I..." She then breaks off into a sprint. For an unstable girl, she sure has a powerful body. "Yugo! Yugo! YUGO!"
And colorblindness strikes!
No way, how long was SHE here..?
"RIN...!" And he's swooping down to meet her, de-materializing the armor when he lands, and scoops Rysr up into a tight embrace when she's close enough.
Of course
"Yugo! I... I never thought I would see you again!"
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"Haha, me neither, but wow you're actually here and you're okay..!"
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"Yugo... I... I... I'm sorry. If I was stronger, I could have... not been taken. You wouldn't have worried about me..."
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"Hey, as long as we're both here on this island, it doesn't matter right?"
If anything, he should be sorry that he wasn't able to protect her. But Yugo doesn't want to think about that as he absentmindedly presses his head against hers.
"But now that I know you're here, there's no way I'm letting anything happen to you again. Not on my watch. I swear."
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"Yuugo... I... I..."
She can't speak. Her thoughts are already as cluttered as it is. As she looks into her childhood friend's eyes and see the honesty and joy, she finds herself dizzy and weak. Without thinking, she grips Yuugo, pulling him close and locking her lips to his, pressing her body against him.
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Wait....
WHAT.
Yugo stiffens, blushing like mad, but he doesn't know how to react at all. He doesn't know how to reciprocate on this at all.
And he sure as hell wasn't gonna push her away either.no subject
But her emotions are too rampant and since Yuugo wasn't telling her to stop, she pushes one more kiss on his lips before the rest of herself can stop.
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"We've never done anything before! And now you're...?!?"
Bless fourteen-year-olds and their melting pot of hormones and emotions.no subject
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Yes this boy is still red in the face.
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Re: OTA
When the Demon was defeated, Melissa made the trip there. She expected that whatever she found here would be different than what she expected, and yet, she tilted her head in curiosity at the sight of the dragon in the skies.
"Clear Wing...?" She murmured, staring up into the air.
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"Hmm. Someone from the City..?"
"Eh..? Who?"
Clear Wing takes over to gesture at the woman below. Huh, well maybe it couldn't hurt to get a closer look at least... He lands in front of Melissa.
".... I remember you. You're Melissa Clare yeah?" That one reporter and a regular on the tv, but that's a given.
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Tilting her head, she nodded. "That's right. This is a little strange for me to take in though. The Yuugo I know, wasn't like you are right now."
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"Oh, all this? I get that a lot."
For now, Yugo dissolves the dragon armor... and the dragon himself appears over the two.
Yuto can wait or find him on his own."It's still awesome though. Having Clear Wing bonded to my soul was the best thing that ever happened to me."Clear Wing rumbles with amusement. "You really think that highly of our partnership don't you?"
"Hell yeah." And there's that proud grin on Yugo's face that everyone knows and loves.
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Melissa could only nod, giving him a small smile. "I'm glad you're all right then. The Yuugo I know, doesn't have such a bond but he's still important to me, and to his deck."
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"I was reunited with him months ago, but we're still learning on how to be a real family."
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This is his mother?Clear Wing seems intrigued, cocking his head at Melissa's answer. "Interesting."
"...Whatever, good for him then." Yugo doesn't seem to share the interest or sentiment.
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"It's... well, it's not strange, but living with him in my world has really changed my outlook. I have Yoko to thank for him returning to my life, but I wish I did more when he was growing up. In the position I was in, I couldn't care for him. Or Rin."
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"Yugo." That's definitely a warning tone in the dragon's voice.
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And yet, even with the same face, he seemed fiercely against the notion. "You resent, it, don't you? The fact that I found him, and your own mother, whoever she is, didn't?"
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He grew up fine without parents didn't he? And not a single inkling of bitterness or anger was in Yugo's voice as he told Yuzu about him and Rin being orphans.
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