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We Are 3000 Strong Normal Spell If you control 3 or more monsters with 1000 or less ATK: Target 3 of them; Each targeted monster gains ATK equal to the combined ATK of the other two. At the End Phase, each monster loses half the ATK gained from this effect. So, this was inspired by this piece of art I saw while sorting through the Card Art Vault. I wanted to make a card for it, so here we are. If you want to give feedback, please do: I am certain there is a way to shorten this card effect's description.

"Oh, who are they? Wait...Kazo, are they your brothers?" he remembered Kazo talking about them before. Feeling his throat choke up a little from nerves, the boy swallowed. He was nervous, but...this was also really, really exciting! "Hi, there! My name's Ari, it's super great to meet you! Kazo's talked a lot about you, Kazo's brothers!" "Hey, nice to meet ya to, little buddy!" Sai said with a smile, with Denku more distracted with the woman behind Ari. Wasn't that... the queen of Pride Rock...? So didn't that mean that Ari was... a prince? And Kazo seemed pretty comfortable with him, so either he had known for a long time or didn't know at all. "Mom, this is Kazo and his brothers. Kazo's the one I talked about before. He's uh..." he gulped, before setting his expression into one of determination. "He's my big brother!" "Eeeeeeeeeeey! You got your little bro! That's great, man!" Sai laughed heartily as he threw an arm around Kazo's shoulder's, who blushed and scratched his cheek. Denku chuckled and punched the Gabite's arm. "Looks like you ain't the youngest anymore," he joked. "I'm just glad he sees me that way," Kazo muttered, embarrassed. "Anyway, this is my mom, Leah! She's really really nice and never loses her cool and stuff!" "Hello there, it's nice to meet you all, though I've met one of you before," she switched her gaze to the Pupitar. "I'm glad to see you're doing well, Denku. Again, thank you very much for helping us all out earlier. Please pass that on to Beatrice and Fjanna as well if you see them. And Kazo and Mac, I've especially been wanting to meet you two. I've heard you've been taking care of Ariel, and I wanted to thank you for that. He is... a very special person in our home of Pride Rock, and to me as well." "I... I don't deserve your thanks... I didn't help much at all," Denku muttered, before Kazo and Sai both gave Denku a look. "Oy, oy, just take the thanks, you downer," Sai commented. "Yeah, you're way too hard on yourself, bro, like always," Kazo added. "So... Kazo, Mac, there's something I've been keeping from you," Kazo looked over to Ari, a bit confused. What could he be possible hiding? "... Oh shit, he doesn't know...," Denku muttered. "Doesn't know what?" Sai asked. "Wait, Den, what don't I know?!" Kazo added, to with Denku shook his head, not answering. "Well, not keeping as in I've been keeping it a secret on purpose! I really was going to tell you, but I forgot about it, and--no, that's an excuse. I'm sorry, Kazo," he looked down. "You're still my big brother, no matter what. And Mac, you're still my annoying--" "Ariel," his mother put a hand on his shoulder, "breathe." The boy took in a breath then. "Kazo, Kazo's brothers, Mac, umm...my real name isn't Ari. Well, it is, but it's not my full name. I'm actually Prince Ariel of Pride Rock. I set out on this journey to defeat Entei and prove myself a real lion and king!" He shuffled his feet awkwardly before straightening up with a jerk. "But wait, that's not important either! Kazo, Mac, I just found out! Kah might be a Godslayer! And she might be dead! I heard somebody talking about having killed her or something over in Mio..." he struggled for a second. "Mioter. Yeah! Mioter! That's what they said!" W-wait, what? Kazo took in a deep breath, closing his eyes and breathing a little. Well, that explained... quite a bit. Now he was regretting some of the things he said to. "Okay, give me a second, you dropped a lot on me at once...," Kazo muttered. "Well if she's still alive, and still on their side, I'll just have to take her down too. That's our job now isn't it, Kazo? Prince Ariel?" At the last she couldn't hold back and snorted again. "Ariel, heh." "Yeah, you're right. If she's---," "She's dead," Denku suddenly stated bluntly, Kazo stumbling over his next words, before turning to Denku, a questioning look on his face. Before he could get the question out, Denku continued. "I was in Mioter. She died trying to kill Reshiram. ... I'm sorry, I wasn't the one who killed her, but I saw it with my own eyes," "You... you haven't changed in 10 years, bro," Kazo muttered. "I think I now need a minute...," "You know, you guys sure did meet a lot of the same people," Sai commented. "Or at least people connected to the same people," Denku shrugged while Kazo shook his head. "Anyways... I think Imma keep calling Ari, 'Ari', unless he wants me to call him Prince Ariel," Kazo commented. "I'm gonna call him Ariel," Sai commented. "But in exchange, he gets to call Denku Denden like back in the day," "Please no," "Too late! He has the right as the youngest of the brotherhood!" Kazo and Sai stated at the same time before laughing in sync. Denku sighed and rubbed his head, seemingly accepting his fate.

Xa'Tok was, well, far from surprised by his initial grading on this test. If anything the low marks he had gotten on History and Language, the latter of which was a rather misleading name for the subject now that he considered it, were higher than he expected. Ah well, time to find his way off to the next class. "Interesting how all of us seem to find ourselves in the same classes," he said aloud as he found his way into the room for the next class. After all, he could recognize the people he had fended off the pirates with. He could still perceive the mark of the spirits of the void on them. Something which he found comfort in. Though admittedly in his sleep deprived state he may have been ascribing far more importance to the seeming coincidence than there should have been. And far less to the skeleton hung from the ceiling. He simply assumed that their instructor kept it around to ask the creature's spirit for assistance when necessary. That made the most sense to him, especially in a History classroom. "Wait... what is yall?" What did make sense however was her particular manner of speaking. Was this a different language? Did he need extra tutoring to understand her? Well... at least enough of it seemed to be the common language that he thought he understood what she meant. And the mention of... openly baiting a curse just to try and get people excited. That had to be an awful ide- "You only wanted someone to open the sarcophagus. Understood." And now he had to get involved. Rather than continuing to his seat, he made his way up to the front alongside the burial container and the girl. "Wait! Do not!" He approached Erica, quite the concerned look on his face as he did so. Before she could ask he held up his left index and middle fingers together to her, while plucking one of the strings of talismans off of his clothing and holding it in the air. He shook it twice, making it ring like a bell even though nothing about it looked like it should have, and then reached over to tie it gently around a lock of her hair. With hist the right hand in fact. "Alright. That should do it. Go ahead now." It was not exactly any sort of protection, but if there was a curse on the sarcophagus it should now react in some way if Erica tripped it. Which would mean he could intervene, somehow.

Aight so FOR SOME GODDAMN REASON it's come to my attention that the subtitles I spent VERY TEDIOUS HOURS working on are gone! So, fuck this joke, fuck VSDC Video Editor for fucking up the whole thing except for the last 2-3 minutes (literally how; uninstalling this shit now I'm done), and in particular fuck the idiot that didn't double-check his 20-minute video. Here's your answers. I hate all of you for no valid reason. Yai Terro and Sayuri, both from MHA Rise Above Max Omega Don't have one that gets me excited, but I really hate shrimp Ernest Hemingway Kill Me Baby was a pretty shit anime. Re-experiencing Terraria sounds like fun. Me. Never been seriously injured. Can't remember any dumb accidents. Not a bad person, but acts kinda stupid. Spider does not have puss puss. Rise Above Max Omega, if only because it was consistently the RP I was most excited to post in. Actiony tomboys. Not sure. People or things not doing their goddamn job. Superheavy Samurai. It's a good color. Tomato soup when used in combination with grilled cheese sandwiches. Shrimp. Unflavored instant ramen. Neither. Majin. Same as always.

I still hate you for doing this to me.

There was a certain amount of respect Peter had for Coach Clara that he didn’t have for his parents. Maybe it was because she was being paid to teach them Duel Monsters (she was being paid, right?) and his parents just… did it. And yet, something still stung about the way Coach Clara said “not terrible.” She hadn’t even seen his performance, but that didn’t matter. Maybe it was because of the respect that it stung. Also because of that respect, though, was how seriously he took the order to practice whenever he could. Not like he wasn’t already (as long as “whenever he could” meant “whenever he took a break from doing literally anything else”), but now it’d get moved up in the queue. As soon as he got back to his dorm, he’d check his messages and if it wasn’t a program he already had, he’d install it and boot it up. Such was Peter’s resolution. It didn’t really work, though. As soon as he stepped through the door he immediately tossed his belongings aside and flopped down on his bed. Not to sleep, no, he just wanted to lie there for a bit and think about things. What a day! The phone-call-with-parents days always were, really, but this one especially so. At least he’d gotten a donut out of the ordeal. And he’d gotten over himself, at least a little. And he’d started on some decent puns. And- Okay, so maybe overall the day hadn’t been so bad. He’d done pretty well for himself. Maybe the next “what a day” wouldn’t be so bad after all. He hadn’t meant to, but pretty soon he found himself drifting off to sleep.

Do I regret my decisions in this video's production? ...a bit. Am I gonna run from them? I think the fuck not. Happy April Fool's.

Soz for the long downtime gang, think a backup process caused a hiccup.

The first order of business shifted to food over continuing the topic at hand as Damien desired something to eat and didn't like the idea of staying close by the cell he'd spent the night in. Reinaan didn't initially feel like food was going to agree with him the way he'd been feeling but as the group approached the Floppy Fish his stomach and attitude perked up in tandem as the different fishy scents came to his nostrils. Fish wasn't exactly a mainstay of his village though they were close enough to ocean to have some on hand every now and then. The important part was meat was meat, and Reinaan hadn't yet found a meat he disliked eating. Sitting with the others and ordering food proved a bit strange as it wasn't something the boy had ever really had to do. Serving a naked draken was likely something the people of the establishment had never had to do either. Lots of firsts all around but eventually Reinaan was able to communicate that he just wanted a lot of different, whole fish. With orders out of the way, Ryia of all people took initiative on returning to the earlier topic. "It really does sound too close to not be it, huh?" Reinaan pondered aloud at the Earth Chosen's insistence on following the minotaur lead. The lake as Keres had reminded him was their other lead. And while plenty mysterious they hadn't exactly gathered a lot of information on it, and definitely nothing that screamed Demon Gate. Then again, Reinaan hadn't done much of any attempting to get information from strangers in the city so he still felt less than certain about it all. "I'm fine with that path as long as we ask a bit about the lake on the way out of town. Just make sure it doesn't sound right." the boy added. They had to be smart about things or they could probably end up going on a near endless number of ultimately pointless side trips to various parts around the large city. Still, it wouldn't do to come across as too uncertain and so Reinaan puffed his chest a bit in a show of confidence gained from his increasing height. "Guess I'll just have to be ready to wrestle a couple dozen minotaurs when we piss them off by breaking their new toy."

"Right, knowing Damien they're probably sorting out trouble he caused. To the bar I guess." "Is he some sort of troublemaker?" Pyrrha inquired. That would be something worth keeping in mind. The way back to the bar was rather quiet, and once the pair of elf and draken had made it, Pyrrha paid the other patrons no mind. She was here for her fellow Chosen (and Damien), and it wasn't long before Pyrrha realized. He wasn't in this room. Maybe in one of the beds then. She made sure to ask the barkeep first, and after a brief and pleasant exchange (she thought it was pleasant anyway), all that was left was meeting up with the others. She made for the proper room, and found herself met with the other Chosen, Damien, and some rope. Quite a situation she'd found herself dropped into all of a sudden. Was butting in really okay? Pyrrha cleared her throat, just to announce her presence. "Reinaan and I have reported back to the widow. We got an enchanted ring as a reward, but we're not actually certain exactly what it does. I just wanted to update you all. Don't stop... whatever you're doing, on my account."