you’ve got to be kidding me wip
“Goodbye, Lucciano-kun!” Ruka had shouted as her new friend walked off towards whever he lived. “That dude’s a fraud, Ruka. Wouldn’t half trust him. He doesn’t even have a deck focused on something, like honestly. How hard is it to build an Archetype? I mean, can’t you like even just focus on Fusion Summoning or something?” Rua commented, adding in his own unneeded commentary. Ruka stared at her brother with spite, as she’d honestly been sick of how he acted around new students. Now she’d admit it, Sly was supicious, but Lucciano seemed like a pretty nice guy.
Even if he somehow won tournaments with a really shitty deck.
“Ugh. That wasn’t what I thought Middle School would be like,” Lucciano stated, now alone. He reverted back to orginal form, and blinked trying to get use to the eyepatch again.
“Yeah, says the person who had the apocalypse happen when they were 12,” the duel spirit of a Machine Emperor, Skiel to be specific, responded.
“Shut up Skiel. You’re basically saying that you know more than me despite being born then.”
“I was wave one to be honest, but yeah, our kind somehow managed to wipe about 80% of humanity in a good 2 months,” Skiel corrected, apparently revealing his inner-nerd.
“So um, how strange would it be if a student disappeared on day 2?” Lucciano changed the conversation from the very senstive topic.
“Ooooo, um, faking death would be a thing? But um, that’s something more likely for Placido to do,” Skiel was clueless about most things relating to things other than well, living hell.
“How many prototypes did it take Z-One to get that goddamn ass right? Like, at least 17 we saw? How hard is it to program fucking Placido?” the android stated, really confused. The bird didn’t really give much of a response other than a look of, ‘if I could be expressive I’d be giving, well shit happens’ face.
“Albeit, I kinda enjoyed that. The Signer and her sibling aren’t as boring to mess with as I thought they’d be. I have plans.”
“What the hell, Lucciano? You’re planning on keeping this up for at least two more weeks?” José snapped. The eldest and most inhuman of the trio was giving Lucciano a reply similar to one that Placido would normally give.
“Well, to be honest, Lucciano has nothing better to do. Any duel has the potential to greatly increase the circuit, and the sooner we crash Ark Cradle, the sooner we don’t have to potentially deal with Antinomy. Plus, like, do all 3 of us need to sit here all day just watching these people? I mean, yeah, Granel will arrive in a while, but why can’t we go fight? We already have our Machine Emperors.”
Lucciano didn’t know if he should be shocked or in awe of Placido standing up for him. José took what felt like forever, although it was probably about a minute, before speaking again.
“Speak to Z-One. He’s going to be the deciding factor,” José said, not very amused. Before Placido could complain, Lucciano was already gone.
“He’s really serious about doing this, huh?” Placido stated.
“A little bit too serious about this,” José responded.
“So, you’re asking to keep up this deal just so it seems like you’re actually human?” Shrimp God seemed pretty confused over this.
“More like there’s nothing better to do,” Lucciano muttered, hoping for a postive reponse.
“Sounds fantastic. Better than José constantly getting mad at you two. You need anything else?” Z-One asked his creation.
Lucciano was shocked that Z-One not only said yes, but was completely fine about it!
“An actual deck would be nice. Preferably one that’s similar to Skiel, but I’ll take whatever you have,” Lucciano spoke.