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myOtaku.com: DeathT-2

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Story!!

Um, I know there's something I wanted to ay for a couple days but I can't remember for the life of me what it is...

oh well. I'll remember it somedoay, maybe.

So anyway!! Here's the first part of the first chapter of my favourite story!! Even the disclaimer... Enjoy ^_~

Boredom Antics section 1
DISCLAIMER: I don't own YGO. dmnt.

Chapter One: He can afford it, that's why.

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*In the POV of Seto Kaiba*

As I was dealing with the fact that there is no way there can be magic, by pure coincedence Ishizu Ishtar called. Again. Only this time she wanted to meet with me so she could get Obelisk back.

Of course I was less than enthusiastic to part with this astounding card of power (;_;), but I was actually dreading the visit because you can never comprehend what an Ishtar is thinking. For all I knew, she was going to suck my memory dry; give it to the media; who would in turn make myself the object of many a cover story, cruel interview, and sympathetic gesture. All of which I shudder to think about.

But I went anyway fearing the fact that Ishizu also knew how to SPAM people with E-mails, only in such a case the E would stand for Evil.

So after all that was done with, I came back home feeling like nothing else could get me any downer.

But I was wrong.

Not only had Mokuba found my personal chocolate stash, eaten all of it, fired all the ugly servants (not that I blame him), hired young, sexy maids as replacements (for which I do blame fondly), put dried ragweed in all the guest bedrooms, and turned our backyard into a cemetary for roadkill, but he also messed around with my computer. My secret, personal, uderground, voice-responding, never mess with, die if you touch it, don't indicate it's existance, hacking computer.

Rats.

I'll have to do some brotherly torture to him sometime. At a time he'll never expect it. Something only an older sibling can do; like hide all of his underwear, or put mothballs under his pillow, or make up a story about him and put it on the net, etc.

And as I'm about to get angry at Mokuba for the first time, one of the new sexy maids comes up to me.

And wouldn't you know it.

More knews.

Yipee.

"A few boys from your school came by here as you were gone. They wanted to know if you wanted to come by the 'Kame Game Shop' for a few hours tomorrow."

"No." I said in the most polite way someone could while yelling.

"I'm going to my room. If I'm needed for anything, don't bother me. I'll be very busy with a project that requires complicated formulas, and if you bother me my body temperature will go up from trying to ignore you, in which
case would mean that there is an unneeded life form pestering me and I might be persuaded to believe the tales of the Egyptian priest and destroy life as you
know it. Now go away."

Of course this outburst inspired some rather odd looks in my general direction, but I ignored it and moved on.

I found myself a few hours later in my room pondering over the existence of my life and thinking about how I could make it any more interesting.

Interesting as in worth paying attention to.

And then it hit me.

A plan.

*Most other rich people do 'stuff',* I thought, *Why don't I?*

Of course it then hit me that my life would go down the drain from 'rich' to 'rich and ridiculed'. The latter of which I could not afford.

So I continued pondering.

And pondering.

And then I pondered upon another plan.

A brilliant plan.

A plan that I could afford.

A plan that would make all past evil plans to look like they were jokes.

A really good plan.

*Mwahaahaahaahaahaa* I spat out in my brain.

Of course if I was caught, all crap would break loose.

And of course it would break loose anyway.

But I was so bored that I decided to go ahead and do it.

*Mwahaahaahaahaahaa* I thought again.

Life was going to get really interesting really fast.

Starting tomorrow.

Which is where the story truly begins.

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I hope you liked that. It gets way better and not all of it is in Seto's POV but it's incredibly insane... YAY!!

Since that was so long, I'll wait till next post to show all why setolover1213 should be more popular than me.

L8rz!!

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