Yusei Fudo

Lines taken from the alt-folk-rock band’s fourth album, Red of Tooth and Claw. Feel free to change pronouns or other details as needed. TW: implied violence

“I know when I’ve been beat.”

“I’m coming home, but I ain’t coming home for you.”

“I’m turning brick walls into doors.”

“I’m coming home, and there ain’t nothing you can do about it.”

“I got the taste in my mouth. I got a hunger in my gut.”

“My knees have buckled beneath the weight of doubt.”

“I miss the things that I have done without.”

“Don’t leave the light on.”

“Don’t need you anymore, my old friend.”

“You’ve always been my ball and chain.”

“When I fall, I fall hard.”

“If I had to do it over… I just woulda done it slower.”

“I will destroy everything of beauty.”

“I’ll be the ax that clears the forest.”

“Baby, it’s been so long that even the roses’ hips are turning me on.”

“I get the feeling if I stay with you, you’ll never let me go.”

“I need to leave, but I want to stay.”

“Every fool gets a lucky chance or two.”

“I’ve been waiting for the cards to fall.”

“I’ve been watching you, to see you break.”

“Will you just walk away this time?”

“If the right shows mercy, I’ll use the left hand.”

“This is no place for us to die.”

“We’ll get out of this town, alive or in the ground.”

“We’ll poke a hole through the clouds to breath if we must.”

“So steal away, steal away tonight.”

“Your momma and your poppa, they don’t like me too much.”

“I got a dark streak in my ways.”

“You and me, we stick together. We’re two birds of a feather, together til the end of days.”

“Tonight is the night.”

“We set out at dusk.”

“I knew I couldn’t do it again.”

“Who could tell the dogs from the men?”

“I know I’m with ‘em but I ain’t like them.”

“The ghosts were howling in the late afternoon.”

“My friend, my friend, you were loyal and true, til…”

“I won’t be begging no more.”

“My heart just ain’t in it no more.”

“We sure had something strong.”

“Make the foundation strong, but soon the cracks start to show.”

“The sun was set, the gas gauge was low, and it was time to go.”

“I guess when one life ends, another begins.”

“Hey, now, whatcha gonna do? Got a fiver in your pocket and a switchblade in your boot?”

“The sun’s coming up over the hill- or maybe it’s not, I can’t even tell.”

“My instincts are telling me to pick up and go.”

“I can’t feel my left leg, but I think it’s still there.”

“Did I kill anybody?”

“Hell, I never fight fair.”

“What state am I in? Am I still on the run?”

“God knows I’m not the first mistake that she’s made.”

“Look, Ma, your son’s a travelling man!”

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Pale, he’s turned sickly pale in a matter of minutes. Hair askew in his face, the once neatly spiky mess is nothing more of a mere messy array, the faint golden highlights all but dull in his hair that’s begun to go dull., his hand twitches occasionally as if trying to grasp something he can’t reach in his tormented mindscape, the more concerning part is his unsteady breathing.

Wheezes.

It’s not even breaths, he’s practically shuddering to inhale with each rib shaking inhale, as the light itself withers, his mindscape shatters and Yusei’s face twists with agony, beginning to cough again as his head slowly falls to the side, blood slowly beginning to drip from his slightly parted lips. 

Wrong. 

Something was so very wrong, he was, he was falling apart. Like something had gripped onto him and was violently trying to tear him apart from the inside out.

Paradox was working on keep Yusei’s body stable and he noticed the blood pouring out of his mouth. The blonde went into medic mode and sighed lightly as he began to look Yusei over. Whatever was wrong seemed to be supernatural and the blonde began to wonder what was happening. It was no normal illness. He turned the other so he could open his passage ways of his throat.

Yusei’s wheeze turns into a harsh cough, nearly getting specks of blood onto the the other as he breaks into a cold sweat, for a moment his frame twitches, as if fighting back against whatever seemed to be going wrong, before some of the blood contains traces of a faint luminescent liquid.

Send me some numbers, and I will tell you:

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What does their bedroom look like?

Do they have any daily rituals?

Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)

Eating habits and sample daily menu

Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

Makeup?

Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

Intellectual pursuits?

Favorite book genre?

Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?

Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

Biggest and smallest short term goal?

Biggest and smallest long term goal?

Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

Favorite beverage?

What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?

How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?

What is their biggest regret?

Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)

Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)

Most prized possession?

Thoughts on material possessions in general?

Concept of home and family?

Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)

What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

What makes them feel guilty?

Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?

Would they consider themselves a Type A or Type B personality?

What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?

Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?

How misanthropic are they?

Hobbies?

How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

Religion?

Superstitions or views on the occult?

Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?

If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

How do they express love?

If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?

@youtriggeredmytrapcard· Continued

To provide Seto Kaiba with answers, he’d not been allowed to exactly lie. He had been upfront and honest given that his D-Wheel suggest it from the beginning. He was from the future and now had to find a way back and that…could take who knows how long. The very thought had left him unsettled, perhaps he could do something here in the past, but what could someone from two decades into the future do for anyone here? Was it Yugi? Was it something else? Hell what if Seto Kaiba himself was the reason he was here?

Too little answers and too many questions for his own liking left him to roam, unable to sleep even normally, being in a whole other era, nay, seto kaiba’s mansion? It was hard to fathom, so when he’d come across the other awake as well? He’d just automatically spoken, since it seemed more like a better icebreaker than ‘you should get some sleep’. Hypocritical is more like it actually.

His gloved hand gently grasps the edge of the doorframe, having to crouch down slightly to make his way in to gaze over the office, seeming impressed given the fact he was taking everything in before he managed to catch glimpse of the other making a deck. Perhaps…he could strike a conversation? it wouldn’t hurt to try.

“Couldn’t sleep, too much to think about. I see your making a deck there…and…well, was wondering if you’d let me see. I could show you mine if you wanted, it’s not exactly something special.” He was entirely selling himself short, it just felt natural, he’d never really wanted to become a big deal but it seemed the world loved to throw wayward people into a bunch of crap.

Too tall for the doorframe. Too tall in general– to think people said that about Kaiba! If Fudo’s claims that he was from the future were true, was Kaiba supposed to believe everyone grew that tall? He didn’t want to sound like an idiot by asking, but there was a lot he was curious about.

Seemed like Fudo was in the same boat. Again, if his story was true, Kaiba couldn’t really be surprised. Supposedly he’d been transported suddenly from another place and time. That didn’t make any logical sense, of course. But… there had been enough that piqued the CEO’s curiosity, that he didn’t just call the police when the man crashed into his construction site. And now he’s staying in his house. Funny how one thing lead to another.

“Hm,” Kaiba hummed at the offer, glancing down at the cards he’d just now scooped up. There wasn’t really anything to hide. “Suit yourself. My Blue-Eyes aren’t in this deck though, at least not right now. I’ll add them in later.” He fanned the cards back out on the desk, sorting them by type– monsters, spells and traps. It was a machine deck, actually. Focused more heavily on the XYZ machines, though the Blue-Eyes still had their place. He had smaller machine cards with Machine Duplication, to gather easy tributes for his dragons.

Yusei shifts himself to sit down, idly grabbing his old laptop from his bag for a moment as his gloved fingers turn it on while looking over the deck, idly unclasping the case for which his own deck lay within, placing it on the desk as he carefully displays the entirety to the other as he seems to gaze over the newly constructed deck, brows furrowing for a moment as he noted the machine duplication, it was used sometimes in his timeline, it helped with synchro summoning he supposed.

Slowly he works with his own computer, pulling up a simple site for constructing a deck, he goes with the twenty card limit, A higher chance to get the cards needed as he works effortlessly with pulling current cards of this timeline into a deck, squinting for a moment before he turns the computer to show it to Kaiba, a complete deck supporting Blue Eyes, but in quite the intriguing way. 

“I noticed these cards were limited like Blue eyes, probably gonna have to find them but that wont be entirely hard, alright so I noticed how you have Machine Duplication, and from what I know is that Yugi Muto uses a lot of spellcasters so-” He shifts the screen slightly to enlarge the text, displaying a monster that was one star titled ‘The white stone of ancients’ that when sent to the graveyard allowed you to summon Blue Eyes from your deck and could be banished from the graveyard to retrieve a blue eyes from the graveyard. He then eyes over a project that had been discarded for Blue Eyes Ultimate Dragon and he then speaks.

 “With this deck you could probably have two fusion blue eyes on the field, alright. So twin burst dragon right? Can attack monsters twice, if it fails it can banish that monster under the cost it cant attack again- then you have Ultimate providence- by discarding a card of the same kind of either monster effect, trap card or spell card, you negate and destroy it.-...ah...” He pauses, noting he’d been rambling for the good moment, probably grating on the CEO’s nerves.

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“You shouldn’t be here.”

“Excuse me, but what are you doing ?”

“Needing some help maybe ?”

“In case you didn’t notice, I’m busy.”

“How the hell did you get here ?”

“I think I’m lost… Can you help me ?”

“What are you looking at ? You want to fight ??”

“Okay, great, I don’t know who you are but I really need your help.”

“Hey ! We’re lacking a player, want to join ?”

“Touch this and you’re dead.”

“Don’t go there ! It’s dangerous !”

“Aren’t you lucky I passed by ? One minute later and you would have been in trouble.”

“Hey fucker, apology when you bump into someone !”

“Wait, you dropped that !”

“Okay you can come with me, but keep your mouth shut.”

“Don’t worry, I can accompany you there.”

“Wow, hey, are you okay…?”