* Vesik enters from his side of the arena, calm. Blank with that hint of a weird smile on his face like he always does, oozing menace. He's probably not super popular right now, but he pays no mind to anyone besides Clint/his side of the arena.
* ClintRichter it's another night of dueling at the KaibaDome - and tonight in particular is special because it's the next duel in the meteoric rise of the Duelist Crusher. Following Vesik as he makes his way to the arena is none other than his manager/hype man, Jean Michel Roget.
* ClintRichter Roget has a microphone in his hand and a big ol' smirk on his face.
* Vesik finally stops and crosses his arms, letting his manager do the speaking. ...he's been shown that that isn't his strong point at all.
<ClintRichter> <Roget> Good evening, everyone, and welcome to this, a momentous occasion. For tonight...is a night we say goodbye to a legend. Tonight is the night we bid farewell to an institution of American dueling. Tonight...! Is the final duel in the career of Clint Richter!
* ClintRichter LOUD BOOS.
<ClintRichter> <Roget> Of course, Richter doesn't think this is his swan song, but unfortunately for him, the choice was made for him when he decided to step into the ring with... *He raises a hand and points to Vesik.* THE BEAST, THE CONQUEROR, THE DUELIST CRUSHER, TIM-
* ClintRichter suddenly, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TzDFOxkW40A music starts up, cutting Roget off. He frowns in the direction of the ramp...where, out comes Clint, wearing a black jacket. Next to him is a woman wearing white.
* Vesik ... finally! He grins a little more genuinely at seeing Clint. "Ah!"
<ClintRichter> <MC> The following duel is scheduled for one round! Making his way to the ring, accompanied by his wife Natalie, from New York City, New York, America. He is the United States Champion....CLINT RICHTER!
* ClintRichter enters the ring, his wife standing next to him. He glowers right at Vesik. He's been waiting for this.
<ClintRichter> <MC> And his opponent...accompanied by Jean Michel Roget. From parts unknown...he...is the DUELIST CRUSHER! TIMUUUUUUUURRR VESIIIIIIIIIIIK!
* ClintRichter LOUD BOOS.
* Vesik cracks his neck and rolls his shoulders. "Ah, brought her to see you die? That's unfair to her."
* ClintRichter Natalie scoffs.
<ClintRichter> <Natalie> I was not aware you could talk on your own. I thought you only did it when your master took your leash off.
* Vesik ... bristles horribly at that, swelling up with a deep breath. "Don't patronize me you little bi-"
* ClintRichter Roget quietly touches a hand on Vesik's shoulder.
<ClintRichter> <Roget> Now, now, Vesik. Don't get angry. *He smiles.* Save that for once the bell rings.
* Vesik helps nothing by near instantly relaxing, letting it out.
* ClintRichter Natalie visibly rolls her eyes. She grabs Clint's hand and gives it a squeeze, then walks away from the arena, off to the side. Roget does the same.
<ClintRichter> <MC> Now...ACTION FIELD, ON! WAR-TORN VALLEY OF FOG!
* ClintRichter the Action Field is built around Clint and Vesik, a foggy barren valley surrounded by craggy walls of rock. Dotting the valley is numerous pillars of stone. There's signs of battle all over the ground and the pillars.
<ClintRichter> <MC> DUELISTS LOCKED IN BATTLE! LEAPING THROUGH THE AIR AND KICKING OFF THE GROUND ALONG THEIR MONSTERS, AS THEY STORM THROUGH THIS FIELD! BEHOLD, THIS IS THE LATEST AND GREATEST EVOLUTION IN DUELING!
<ClintRichter> <MC> ACTION......
<ClintRichter> DUEL! (8000 LP)
<Vesik> "Duel." (8000 LP)
* Vesik peers around, searching for where action cards are likely to be. He scowls for the briefest second at his hand. "I'll start this off, Richter! I banish Infernoid Piaty to summon Infernoid Patrulea!" (1800 ATK) "And I will set a card. Turn. End."
<ClintRichter> It's my turn, draw!
<ClintRichter> I activate Dark World Dealings! We both discard one card to draw one card!
* ClintRichter holds up and discards Fiendish Rhino Warrior.
* Vesik tchs. Discards an Infernoid Seitsemas.
<ClintRichter> Fiendish Rhino Warrior's effect sends a Fiend-type monster to my graveyard. *His deck ejects a card.* I send Grapha, Dragon Lord of Dark World to the graveyard. Then, I draw. *He draws.*
<ClintRichter> Field Spell - Gates of Dark World! With this card, each turn I can banish a fiend-type monster from my graveyard to discard a Fiend-type monster and draw 1 card!
* ClintRichter banishes Fiendish Rhino Warrior from his graveyard, then discards Broww, Huntsman of Dark World. He draws from Gates, then he draws from Broww.
* Vesik flickers into a frown for a split-second, but he's watching. Can't tear off his head if Clint's not moving for a card... That Grapha's going to be a huge problem though.
<ClintRichter> Summon Beiige, Vanguard of Dark World... (1600/1300), then return it to my hand! Revive from the graveyard, GRAPHA, DRAGON LORD OF DARK WORLD!
<Vesik> "One of Patrulea's effects. Once per turn I may sacrifice a monster on my side of the field to banish from your graveyard. I choose Grapha."
* ClintRichter glowers. He looks around. He sees an Action Card attached to a pillar and runs towards it.
<ClintRichter> <MC> Oh, Richter has gone for an Action Card! This is where Vesik usually begins imposing his will on a duel!
* Vesik FINALLY. He starts pursuing Clint, much faster than anything that heavy and big should be moving.
* ClintRichter turns his head as Vesik starts bearing down on him...he suddenly ducks down before he gets his head taken off and throws a shoulder into his leg to try and throw him off balance.
* Vesik isn't used to resistance so goes a little too wide with his attempt to smash Richter's head with his elbow and goes quite off course. The problem with moving that fast and being that huge? Momentum. He keeps going past Clint and smashes straight into one of the stone pillars on the field.
<ClintRichter> <MC> OH, MY! Richter uses Vesik's own speed against him and runs him straight into a stone pillar!
* ClintRichter gets back to his feet and snags the Action Card off the pillar than quickly gets some distance between him and Vesik.
<ClintRichter> Action Magic - Suppressing Fog! When a monster's effect is activated, I can negate that effect! I negate the effect of Infernoid Patrulea!
* ClintRichter the fog around Vesik suddenly thickens, smothering his monster's effect.
* Vesik pulls himself out of the pillar and scowls as his monster is smothered, but still detonates as it's trying to activate. "You little..."
<ClintRichter> Now, rise from the grave, GRAPHA, DRAGON LORD OF DARK WORLD! *A huge demonic dragon rises out of Clint's graveyard, shaking the field.* (2700/1800) > (3000 ATK)
<ClintRichter> DIRECT ATTACK!
* ClintRichter Grapha unleashes a wave of black flame on Vesik.
* Vesik stares as he takes the first bit of massive damage of his career in Japan. [5000 LP] Just before he vanishes out of sight in the flames, was he... smiling?
<ClintRichter> <Roger> *His expression slowly turns to a frown.*
<ClintRichter> Set three cards face down! Turn end!
* Vesik cracks his neck as he draws. "Hoooo. I see you're in a completely DIFFERENT class than the other lame fucks I've been up against! No wonder you're top dog in America. Hell, I'm surprised you ain't up there with Akaba and Marias! But..." He pauses, expression flickering back to blank. "I summon Infernoid Decatron. (500 ATK)"
<Vesik> "With it's effect, I send Infernoid Devyaty to the graveyard. It becomes level 10."
<ClintRichter> You want to see what class I'm in?
<ClintRichter> Watch this.
<ClintRichter> Reverse cards, OPEN!
* ClintRichter the first card flips up. "Dark Smog! I can discard a Fiend-type monster from my graveyard and banish a monster from my opponent's graveyard!"
* ClintRichter discards Doomdog Octhros. "I banish Infernoid Deyvaty from your graveyard!"
* Vesik growls, but seems to be keeping his cool as he banishes Devyaty. "No matter."
* ClintRichter the second card flips up. "Paleozoic Dinomischus! I can discard a card to banish a card you control! I discard Beiige to banish Decatron from your graveyard!" He discards Beiige, who's special summoned from his hand (1600/1200) and Decatron vanishes next.
* Vesik ... sends Decatron down, now looking... shaken for second? "And then your last trick, before I rip off your arms and beat you to death with 'em?"
* ClintRichter the third card flips up. "Finally, ERADICATOR EPIDEMIC VIRUS!" Grapha growls and then roars as it splits into thousands of virus spores. "I tribute Grapha and declare spell cards! All spell cards on your hand, field and that you draw for the next 3 turns are destroyed!"
* ClintRichter the virus spores descend on Vesik's field and hand, contaminating them.
* Vesik ... goes completely blank like he's trying to contemplate what's happening and failing. His set card? Void Feast. His hand? Monster Gate (which goes down to his grave) and an Infernoid Attondel. "I... You.."
* ClintRichter glowers across the field at Vesik.
<ClintRichter> <Roget> *Roget's eyes widen.* Dammit...
<ClintRichter> This is the first time somebody's pushed back on you, right?
<ClintRichter> You're not strong, Vesik.
<ClintRichter> You're just an overgrown bully with big muscles.
* Vesik doesn't even seem to realize he has moves left, left side of his face twitching, trying to pull up into a smile. But he ends his turn anyway. "Don't disappoint me after all this, Clint! Let me taste your fury, that seething expression meant JUST for me! Let's go let's go let's go!"
<ClintRichter> It's my turn, DRAW!
<ClintRichter> I return Beiige to my hand to Special Summon Grapha from my graveyard! *Grapha returns to the field again, roaring.* (2700/1800) > (3000 ATK)
<ClintRichter> Then I summon Sangan! *A little three-eyed demon appears.* (1000/600) > (1300 ATK)
* ClintRichter points at Vesik, then snaps his fingers. "DIRECT ATTACK!" As he snaps his finger, Grapha unleashes a gout of flames on Vesik. Sangan claws at him a bit in there too.
* Vesik is hit directly, as he's burnt again, with Sangan kinda helping. (700 LP) "That it...? Ya got anymore fancy tricks up your sleeve? More sets? This ain't gonna be enough." He sounds... disappointed?
<ClintRichter> Do your worst. My Dark World monsters won't falter, even for a second!
<ClintRichter> Turn end!
<Vesik> "Draw! Let's have a beautiful duel Clint! Let's paint the field red with our blood and make a masterpiece!"
<ClintRichter> <Roget> *He grinds his teeth. 'Dammit, it's starting to fail...'* Vesik, focus on winning! Stop getting distracted!
* Vesik has that same too wide grin like someone who learned how to smile from gorillas and flips around his card since he has to show it since virus. Void Trap Hole. Oh. "C'mon, Clint. Can ya tell me what comes next?"
* ClintRichter grimaces. "Void Feast..."
<Vesik> "Yeah, but I gotta do somethin' first. Patrulea an' Seitsemas are banished! Out comes Attondel!" (2800 ATK)
* Vesik the absolutely gigantic dragon lands next to Vesik, glaring at Grapha. "Next! I'll send this trap ta the graveyard and summon Antra! (0 ATK) Piaty! (2200 ATK) and Infernoid Decatron! (500 ATK) And Decatron mills Pirmais from my deck makin' it level two! God, my blood's pumpin' like it ain't in along time Clint. I might even make sure ya can walk after this as a little thank you!"
<Vesik> "Next, Antra sends Grapha back ta yer hand, 'cause I can't stand the sight o' it anymore." A void gate opens up behind Clint's dragon, and sucks it up off the field.
* ClintRichter picks Grapha up off of his disk.
<Vesik> "Finally! Tunin'! Decatron! Antra! Piaty! Level nine! Smashin' through the boundaries, poundin' out aggression, turned into an obsession! Vermillion Dragon Mech! (2700 ATK) Here I come Richter. ATTONDEL! Destroy Sangan!"
* Vesik the beast covers the field in bright orange fire as Vesik stands back, seeing if Clint's going to start running for a card.
* ClintRichter stands his ground. Sangan is blown away. (6500 LP) "Tch....."
<ClintRichter> Sangan's effect! I add a monster with 1500 ATK or less to my hand! I add Broww, Huntsman of Dark World to my hand!
* ClintRichter 's deck ejects the card and he holds it up.
<Vesik> "I don't care! Attondel's effect! It can attack again after it destroys a monster! Direct attack!"
* ClintRichter ...stands his ground.
<ClintRichter> <MC> Richter isn't going for an Action Card! Is he going to take Vesik's attack head on?!
* Vesik another wave of fire washes over the field as the Mech opens fire right behind it, also directly attacking Clint.
* ClintRichter Clint is hit (3700 LP) and stands his ground again as the mech's attack pummels him (1000 LP). But he manages to stay on his feet.
<ClintRichter> <MC> RICHTER IS STILL ON HIS FEET! The duel has almost been brought to a tie! Will the next blow be the deciding one?!
<Vesik> "C'mon! All that talk about leagues and ya don't even have a fuckin' trick up your sleeve when I do what I do best? Yer next turn is the last turn you'll ever have. End."
* ClintRichter lets out a breath. 'Real Solid Vision still hits me like a truck...' He grimaces and blinks a couple times. 'I'm fine. I'm fine. I can finish this on this turn!' His wife looks worried as he puts his hand to his deck.
<ClintRichter> It's my turn....DRAW!
<ClintRichter> Dark Smog's effect! I discard Beiige to banish Decatron from your graveyard! Beiige is Special Summoned! (1600/1200)
<ClintRichter> Gates of Dark World's effect...I banish Sangan from the graveyard and discard this card! *He holds up Grapha.*
<ClintRichter> When Grapha is discarded by a card effect, I can destroy one card my opponent controls! *He throws Grapha into his graveyard. A silhouette of Grapha appears and claws through Vermillion Dragon Mech*
* Vesik grins wider as his mech is destroyed. "Ah! But I still got Attondel. Please have an answer for it, Clint." He licks his lips in anticipation, watching his opponent very carefully.
<ClintRichter> Then I return Beiige to my hand...REVIVE ONCE MORE, GRAPHA! *Grapha appears again, slamming a hand into its fist. It looks pretty pissed at Vesik this time. (2700/1800) > (3000 ATK)*
<ClintRichter> Normal summon Snoww, Unlight of Dark World! (1700/0) (2000 ATK)
<ClintRichter> I have my answer right here...I activate FUSION SUBSTITUTE!
* ClintRichter flips around the fusion spell card.
<ClintRichter> I target Snoww, Unlight of Dark World and Grapha, Dragon Lord of Dark World...and fuse them together! *The two monsters float up into the air.*
* Vesik ... raises an eyebrow. "Oh? OH! HA! I hope ya show me somethin' impressive, Clint."
<ClintRichter> Gray dragon lord and snow white light of the kingdom of darkness, become one, erupt like ash and fall upon this world!
<ClintRichter> FUSION SUMMON!
* ClintRichter out of the fusion portal, a demonic queen in a flowing, dark robe appears on Clint's field, a dark ashy mist clogging the air around her.
<ClintRichter> ASHENN, NOBLE QUEEN OF DARK WORLD! (3000/2600) > (3300 ATK)
* Vesik ... whistles. "Quite a looker! She make yer wife jealous?"
<ClintRichter> Ashenn's effect! I can banish a Fiend-type monster from my deck to discard a Fiend-type monster and target a monster my opponent controls! *He banishes Doomdog Octhros and discards Broww, drawing in the process.*
* ClintRichter glowers but proceeds with his effect. Natalie, meanwhile, just rolls her eyes.
<ClintRichter> Your Attondel loses 2000 ATK!
* ClintRichter Ashenn throws an arm in Attondel's direction. A cloud of ash swirls around it, draining its power.
* Vesik opens his mouth to probably let something else crude out, but stops when Attondel goes to (800 ATK) and tchs, starting to look around the field.
<ClintRichter> This is the final blow! ASHEN ATTACKS ATTONDEL!
* ClintRichter Ashenn twirls her hand, gathering a giant storm of ash above it.
* Vesik suddenly seems to lock onto something and he starts dashing towards it.
<ClintRichter> <Roget> VESIK! GET THAT ACTION CARD!
<ClintRichter> <Natalie> Clint, you have to stop him! <Clint> Yeah! I'm on it!
* ClintRichter and Natalie nod to each other. Ashenn suddenly moves into Vesik's way, trying to block him while Clint runs towards the Action Card.
<Vesik> "AIN'T GOTTA TELL ME BOSS!"
* Vesik tchs. Attondelswings its tail out as Vesik barely jumps over it and then it swing it upwards, launching the Crusher at a pillar which he uses his newly added height to vault over Ashenn and go straight for Clint.
<ClintRichter> <MC> OH, MY! VESIK HAS LAUNCHED HIMSELF INTO THE AIR! WHAT A SHOW OF AGILITY FROM THE DUELIST CRUSHER!"
* ClintRichter is a couple feet from the Action Card, when he looks up and his eyes widen.
* Vesik slams an elbow into Clint's chest as he comes down. More specifically: the ribs that cover his heart.
<ClintRichter> UNGHHH--!
* ClintRichter gets slammed in the chest and crumples to the ground immediately, a hand over his chest.
* ClintRichter coughs and tries to pull himself off, but he seems to be having trouble just breathing now.
* Vesik ... could grab the action card right now. He could avert the attack and wreck Clint next turn. He has the means now. But he's riled up. He pushes Clint all the way to the ground and wraps his hands around Clint's chin and jerks him backwards into a crossface hold. "Didn't I tell ya? I'm gonna kill ya in front of your wife."
<ClintRichter> Nrrrrgh...! *Clint grabs at Vesik's arms, trying to pull out of the hold.*
<ClintRichter> <MC> A crossface! Vesik has Richter in a crossface hold! Will Richter tap out?! If he can grab the Action Card, Vesik will be forced to break the hold, but Vesik is practically weighing down on top of him right now!
* Vesik is furious, keeping the hold with no signs that Clint's struggling is even bothering him. "You are good. It has been a beautiful duel! But I am afraid I am the winner!"
* ClintRichter groans and tries to drag himself towards the Action Card...but he can barely breathe like this....after a few more seconds of grasping for the Action Card, he brings up his free hand and weakly taps on the mat repeatedly.
* ClintRichter the bell immediately rings as Clint taps out. (DEFEAT)
<ClintRichter> <MC> Th - THAT'S IT! The winner of this match, as the result of a submission...TIMUR VESIK, THE DUELIST CRUSHER!
* Vesik drops Clint near immediately. "Tch. Old man's probably gonna be real fuckin' pissed about this..."
* ClintRichter Roget certainly doesn't look like he's gonna buy Vesik an ice cream cone for this.
* ClintRichter , meanwhile, is laying in a heap on the ground. His wife is immediately running over to check on him.
* Vesik gives a glance backwards to Clint and Natalie and just starts walking back to Roget.
<Roget> *Pulls out a phone.* Yes. Yes, there was a lapse. We'll be there immediately. *He hangs up and glowers at Vesik. He immediately walks out of the arena, beckoning Vesik to follow.*
* ClintRichter as they leave, LOUD BOOS.
* Vesik , while he's still able to, he's grinning and BASKING in the jeers.
* ClintRichter isn't getting up on his own. Eventually, medical staff starts coming out to assist him. It's a very, very unpleasant scene as the night ends.