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Joint Post! Like an Old Married Couple

[From just outside the jungle's trees, near the mountainside, some bickering can be heard:]

Here. It's probably fresher than you'd like, but it's all we have.
...I can't eat that, Bakura.
You don't have the option to be picky, Malik!
No...I really can't, you fool!
Tch... I can cook it a bit more, but we have to be careful, or the smoke from the fire will give us away!
Ughh...can't you find some fruit? Just look up.
Do you want to die? If someone finds you while I'm out looking for fruit, you'll have worse problems than having to eat meat.
But Bakura... [Malik sounds a bit like he might be ill.] My stomach...
O-oy! Hold on a little longer, okay? I'll see if I can find something close by. I'll stay within earshot, so if someone approaches, scream.
Just get a couple...I don't need that much.
Be quiet, you idiot. You need to eat something. [He chomps down on the meat Malik refused to eat.]
Well? I can't eat anything if you don't go get something!

((ooc: So! Tags will come from both Bakura and Malik. If we're going to tag you with both on a turn we'll put a "1/2" in the subject line, otherwise it's just one at a time. Also since the two of them are injured, we just ask that nobody with magic healing powers comes along to heal them up and stuff. Thanks!

Warnings for adult content in some threads.))

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[Malik ignores the others' comments, instead focusing on Harriet's.] Just the two.

You know...my precious dominate half was content on letting you all live. Huhu, but it doesn't really matter what he wanted, does it? He was far too weak and foolish to kill you!

[He steps out from behind his tree, shrugging his shoulders with his hands held out.] I don't really have a stake in your petty quarrel. I don't really care about any of you! But since you've all come here hoping for a fight... Huhuhuuu... [He tilts his head, letting his tongue hang out of his mouth like a panting dog.] ...I'll enjoy finishing what he started.

[The very look of the man is enough to unsettle Henry and he holds his sword up, ready to strike or defend as necessarily. He can feel the hairs on the back of his neck crawl and he tosses a warning glance towards Jack.]

Hmph... who is it that we have the pleasure of speaking with, if not Malik?

Hmmm? Huhuhuuhu... [His shoulders shake with that low, throaty laugh.] I am Malik. I'm just his better half!

[Rosenkreuz narrows his eyes at the loathful expressions the man is making. He really looks like a deranged beast rather than a man... Even the hair has gone wild!]

Hmph! Barely better than an insect is still an insect. I'm afraid feigning ignorance will do nothing for you...

[His sword points directly at Malik. What will his last words be, he wonders?]

An insect? No...I'm more like a spider, entangling you in my web of death!

[He glances momentarily over at Bakura, shooting him a sharp, knowing grin.]

Let's play a game, Rosenkreuz~ Huhuhu...the Parasite wasn't much of a challenge. I'm feeling a little bored.

Edited 2013-09-16 03:45 (UTC)

[Don't think he didn't notice that look, Malik. His eyes slide over to Bakura for his reaction, and from that, he's assuming whatever this 'game' is, it's got to something to do with his injured state. He should be careful.]

A challenge, is it? So be it!

[well, so much for that.]

[There's a twisting in the pit of Henry's stomach. Something is wrong here, and it's just not the battered state of their guide slash hostage that makes him think so. He has a feeling of wrongness from this whole thing and his monsters' agreement just amplifies it.]

Rosenkreuz... be cautious. I do not trust him.

[With that said, he takes a few steps back, putting him on the other side of Bakura. His sword is still out and held at the ready, distrustful eyes firmly on Malik.]

[That idiot! What does he think he's doing?! is Bakura's first thought. Rosenkreuz's confidence doesn't escape him. He has reason behind it, he knows, but it's still an idiotic move.

He remembers. Out of nowhere, a memory, long hidden, resurfaces. That was right... Blue Eyes White Dragon! A beast that could challenge the gods themselves if it was used right. But it would be useless if Malik was prepared for it - and he knew what Rosenkreuz was capable of. Of course his retaliation would be unstoppable!

Part of him would warn him, offer a protest. It's an easy urge to surpress. He cares not a whit for Rosenkreuz, after all... no matter how casual he may act. Worse yet... part of him almost wants Rosenkreuz to lose. Seeing Malik dying would be the final nail in his emotional coffin.

There's only one person that matters, in the end, after all. Attachments are foolish.

It's too late to warn him anyway... Oh well. One less interesting person won't make this place too bad.]

Thank you, Captain Obvious... Any more sweeping statements you'd like to make?

[Seeing as how everyone else was too busy, and taking that tone as a blatant insult, Jack did the most logical thing.

He simply smacked him in the back of his head with his sword hilt.]

Bite your tongue, cur. You should have more respect when speaking to a king.

OUCH-!

[If it weren't for Jack's restraint, he'd have fallen over from that hit to the back of his head from the similar-faced man. He ignored his words in favour of awkwardly rubbing the back of his head and muttering curses.

I'm going to kill all of you someday!]

[He may be King Obvious, but that doesn't mean it was a useless thing to say. Rosenkreuz already agreed to the challenge, but Harriet, for one, is taking heed of his warning.

As Henry steps backward, she subtly moves herself closer to the front, standing a bit protectively. Her sword is also drawn, but that's not the important part. Her eyes trained on the enemy, she moves the Red Rose cards into her hand... She'll just have to be careful for them. Of course, Malik doesn't know about this little trump card of theirs, so she'll stay completely silent as she waits with bated breath for their game to begin.]

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[Malik is no longer paying attention to the others, his eyes set on Rosenkreuz with an opened-mouth grin.]

Be honored, Rosenkreuz...this will be your greatest challenge yet! And it'll also be your last.

[He pulls out his deck, but doesn't draw from it just yet. There's another low, shaking chuckle before he speaks again.]

Now, let me explain the rules... We each choose four monsters from our deck and summon them to the field. The last man standing wins...and the other is eaten alive! It's as simple as that.

Edited 2013-09-16 04:56 (UTC)

[Rosenkreuz takes out his deck as well, listening carefully. Four monsters? Why not five, the maximum amount that can be summoned? It's a simple detail that could have been easily overlooked, but not by Rosenkreuz. Arbitrary rules, Bakura's look of shock, and the claim that he'll be "eaten alive" in his "greatest challenge"... if he didn't know anything about the God Cards, it would merely be unsettling, but with everything he's learned so far, he finds Malik to be incredibly transparent.]

Interesting rules...

[By Rosenkreuz's count, it would be three tributes, plus one final ritual summon - that's what it takes to summon the Ultimate Dragon. He assumes Malik is planning something similar - the fifth monster is simply unnecessary. He can agree to that, but it seems they're too late to do this the easy way.]

I see! You still have the energy to summon Ra, don't you?!

[This was not according to plan, so his mind is racing. He'll just have to hope calling Malik out will get him some more last-minute information. The man does seem eager to brag - maybe something will slip out.]

Don't be fooled!

[Bakura snaps out at last, voice sharp. This Malik is nothing if not blatant in his intentions, but his own mind is racing. It's like his head is pounding, suddenly. Ignoring the others around him, he speaks directly to Rosenkreuz.

He could just let this go, and truthfully, he didn't care if Rosenkreuz burnt in holy flame... but there was something else to this. Something he hadn't calculated on. If this guy has the sense to listen, he could potentially defeat Malik right here.]

The Blue-Eyes White Dragon has the potential to challenge God!

[The words are almost snapped out in their harshness, but there's a seriousness to his voice that is rarely heard.

The monster that even Shadi was wary of.
The signature of the Priest who held the Sennen Rod.
The true rival to the Pharaoh's Gods...

Yes. If anyone could defeat Ra, it would have to be a Kaiba. Even a strange and foolish one like this!]

Ohh? Huhuhu...so you know about Ra? I had a feeling he would have told you. He just wants to save himself! [Malik shoots Bakura a look at his vague advice. Individually...the Blue-Eyes were nothing! He would summon Ra before Rosenkreuz had a chance to realize he could just attack his tributes.]

You're nothing, Rosenkreuz...huhuhu...you're just a fool who's gotten in the way.

My real prey here is the Parasite! After all... [His eyes widen, veins crawling up the side of his face.] If I sever my dominate half's ties to this world, one by one...it'll be like cutting the limbs from the body of a lamb! I'll immobilize him with his own despair! HuhuhAHAHAHAA!

[Cutting his laugh short, Malik hunches over, pulling the top four cards from his deck. He'd been prepared for this.]

Enough talk...let's play! [He sticks his tongue out.]

[Meep. If Rosenkreuz dies...

...yeah, he's screwed.]

Mheh heh. If that's all you wanted, it's little to me. I could easily hand him over...

[He wouldn't dare.

He wouldn't dare.

...he would totally dare.]

Shut up, bastard! I'll tear your throat out if you even try!

[In your condition, Bakura? Not bloody likely. Rosenkreuz ignores him, completing his sentence.]

... But do you really expect me to believe that you'll stop there? Malik was already a pestilent little wretch, and you're supposed to be his dark side! Your every word is poison!! I will...

[he pulls his four cards. The Blue Eyes, Bakura said! As if he had a mind to use anything else.]

... PURGE you from this world, along with your false God!

[They'll begin the game. He'll summon his three Blue Eyes, and when the time is right, he'll perform the Ritual for the Blue Eyes Ultimate. That Ra is going down.]

Keep talking... Huhuhuuu...

I want to hear what your voice sounds like, so I can compare it to the shrieks you make before your death.

[Malik wastes no more time, separating three of his cards from the rest. He was going to make this fast; the three monsters he was going to summon for Ra would be weak, but their combined powers would still decimate the Blue-Eyes.

So in an instance, he's pulling those three monsters onto the field from the darkness held within his cards.

Goblin Attack Force 2300 / 0
Dark Jeroid 1200 / 1500
Revival Jam 1500 / 500

It certainly didn't look like a winning hand.]

[Maybe not, but Rosenkreuz expects them to be gone soon. Although he hasn't guessed at the significance of their attack points, since they're just small fry. None of them can scratch his Blue Eyes, anyway. He'll go for more power to meet the challenge head on.]

Now... Ultimate Ritual!

[The three Blue Eyes combine into one three-headed beast, the Blue Eyes Ultimate Dragon. With a whopping 4500 attack points, it towers over everything around. The dragon's heads let out an angry roar.]

Blue Eyes Ultimate Dragon! Break everything that stands before you!!

[The dragons begin charging their attack. If Malik doesn't want those tributes destroyed, he'd better cut the theatrics.]

[While Rosenkreuz summons his own three-headed beast, Malik was already chanting the ritual to summon Ra, his hands crossed over his chest and his brow twisted in concentration.

In front of him, an invisible force started to tear into his monsters, like giant claws raking against soft flesh. It certainly wasn't the Ultimate Dragon, whose bright attack was now bursting forth, heading straight for them.

No...it was Ra, devouring his sacrifices from the Shadow Realm. And then it was Ra, causing the ground to rumble and the sky to darken as he rose up from the black depths at Malik's feet.

With the sky dusk, and the trees blocking out what little light was left, Ra shone like a golden tyrant, letting out a bird-like screech that sent wildlife sprinting in the other direction. The Ultimate Dragon's attack connected then, and there was a blinding flash of light from the impact, causing Malik to flinch and shield his eyes.

When the sky finally cleared and the spotty-daze of that blinding attack had subsided...Ra was still standing, but the Ultimate Dragon was nothing but a corpse.]

Huhuhu...HUHUAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAA!

RA...BURN HIM TO A CRISP! Show him what it means to stand up to a God!

[The God rears its head back, and blows for a river of molten fire at the crusader in front of it.] Drown...huhuhu....drown in the darkness of death, Rosenkreuz...!

Edited 2013-09-17 06:49 (UTC)

[When the skies darken and the light disappears, the darkness that settles is uncomfortable and hostile, far from the one that Henry resides and cloaks himself in. His monsters are screaming in his mind and soul, all terrified and frantic. The only steady among the sea is the Dark Magician, his plea to run drowned out by the screeches of the other Spellcasters.

And when the dust clears and there's only one left, a choked voice escapes Henry's throat.]

Holy Mary, Mother of God... pray for us sinners and deliver us...

[Rosenkreuz growled as the monsters he was attacking were clawed from his dragon's grasp - so, he didn't make it in time. Then it would truly be a test - his dragon against the God. He can't even remotely hide his awe when appears to shine in the sky, but he sees that his dragon is valiantly fighting on. He raises his sword then, up toward her, letting out a battle cry to goad her on. Fight... so they can kill Malik!

He can't see what's going on in the flash of light, so he just stands there, covering his eyes and continuing to will the dragon forward. But then... he sees it fall a great distance, to crumple on the ground. And not even the light of the Perfect Rule Eye to dissolve it peacefully... it's simply a corpse.]

It cannot be...

[it's almost a whisper. Suddenly his eyes shoot up to Ra, and his teeth grind in a mix of anger and terror. His eyes dilate in the light and sweat rolls down the side of his face - all of his dragons are gone, and he is completely exposed. A sitting duck. He's never been more powerless in his life. A slow unhinged laugh creeps out as he begins to hyperventilate, utterly frozen in place. He can't even believe his eyes.

Malik gives the order. He's going to die - is everyone else going to go with him? No ... he can't let that happen. It would dishonor his name, the one thing he strove so hard for. But he's failed again. For the last time, it seems...

Very well, then. He raises his arms out to take as much of the attack as he can. But when the magma flies toward him, it's so bright that he can't bring himself to look at it. He screams in agony as it sears right through his armor; a bloodcurdling, endless roar. At least when it burns his flesh soon after, he's in too much pain to stay conscious. The light disappears from his eyes and he finally falls to the ground - his face, flame licked, his chest a black-and-red mess of gore. It's a wonder his limbs even stayed on.]

[The moment Ra's attack finishes, the great monster twists back into the darkness, leaving Malik so drained that he all but collapses to one knee. Two summonings of God in one day...he could feel the sweat beading at his temples and running down the side of his face.

This was a bad position to be in. The rest of them still had swords, and now he was nearly defenseless.

Malik fakes confidence as he pulls himself back to his feet, dragging himself over towards Rosenkreuz's charred corpse.]

Haah...hahuhuhu... [His breathing is labored, and his body is barely obeying his command to stand without trembling, but he still has the audacity to jam his foot against the dead man's bloody chest.]

This...! This is what happens when you do things for the sake of others! [Grinding his foot against him, he could hear the squelching sound of flesh and blood.]

Now...maybe if you run fast enough...I'll let the rest of you live.

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