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Mar 26, 2018 So I've been bit by the Yu-Gi-Oh nostalgia bug lately and recently started playing this to get it out of my system. Enjoying it so far! 3 questions though. How many stages of the single player are there and how long does it take to finish? I'm at 14 in Duel Monsters and 7 in GT. What are the best booster packs? I chose Kaiba. How long till I. Maybe It it is something you wanted a child and is fond childhood memory than maybe. I’ve rewatched a few show I watched as a kid and had a blast. But watching for the first time with no experience with Yu-Gi-Oh beforehand? I do not know how many times it has occured where I have shot someone 10 times and they still manage to live and then kill me. Not that many, but it depends on distance. Are you sure you hit them 10 times and not, say 3? People always seem to get how many of their bullets hit wrong. Naw dude I haave been there. Advenced mac cleaner.
The Proposal - Part 1
I think it's a proven fact that proposing to a girl is even harder than telling her you love her in the first place. I mean, it shouldn't be. She already knew that I loved her. Great. We spent literally every moment together. Very great. So, this shouldn't be hard, right?
Wrong. I glared at another passing couple. Here I was, walking through the shopping district in the Duel Monster realm that mirrored the human realm, glaring at every married couple that chanced to go by me. They didn't even notice, too wrapped up in each other. Probably married for decades. Hmf!
Okay, so I shouldn't be jealous. But you just don't understand! See, if proposing isn't already nerve-wrecking enough to do once, my girlfriend was probably not going to notice and I was going to have to repeat myself. As I had to do very often. So you see, I'm not as nervous about proposing. I'm nervous that she's not going to notice.
My girlfriend is my former apprentice. She had passed the tests under my direction and claimed the official status of Dark Magician Girl. I had been reluctant to let her go before because I was worried that she would disappear from my world after passing. But as I had revealed my heart to her and she in return, I had no fear and gladly let her take the exam. I felt a pang of loss when she passed. After all, I wouldn't be calling her 'apprentice' affectionately anymore, and she wouldn't be calling me 'master'.
Well, it wasn't too different. She insisted that I called her 'Dark Magician Girl' every time I saw her; 'DMG' if I felt it was a mouthful. It was her way of enjoying her new rank. I let her enjoy it, always adding my in front or dear, which would please her. After all, she was mine! Mine! After all the trouble I went through! Triumph!
Another passing couple made me focus back on my decision. We had been together for two years. She was going to be eighteen soon. And I felt that it was the best time to ask her to spend the rest of her life with me.
Of course, deciding that was the easiest part. My girlfriend was still a child at heart, and when I say child, I don't mean a ten-year-old or an eight-year-old. I mean a two-year-old. It was adorable, sure. And I loved it. But it did make things inconvenient when you had to ask her to marry you.
I had already suffered a few failed hintings. We were walking together one day and we had passed a jewelry store. The display was in the window. There was a nice silver ring set with a diamond. I had brought her closer to the window and pointed to the ring.
'Isn't it nice?' I had asked. DMG had stared. I had thought maybe she had gotten what I had hinted, but instead she had replied,
'You know, all this jewelry is messing up my reflection on the glass!'
I had resisted the urge to roll my eyes.
'No, the ring!' I had repeated.
'What?' she had asked, looking at the ring. 'Oh, the ring.' And in the same sentence: 'What do I need a ring for? Come on, I want to see the park!'
And just like that, it had ended. You know, I thought women adored jewelry. But I realized she preferred the flashy, colorful kind. How typical.
Anyway, another day we had been walking on the road and a newlywed couple had sped through the town on a Dragon. They were still in their wedding clothes and there was a 'Just Married' sign hanging from the tail of the Dragon. Of course, DMG had started to squeal and clap and I had taken a chance and said,
'You know, someday that might be us.'
Had I really expected her to hear me? She had dashed off after the Dragon. And in a few seconds, I had realized that she was intent on following them. I then ran off after her. So much for that.
That was in the past. This was the present. Now there was a ring much like the one in that display in my pocket. I patted it reassuringly. Tonight was the night I was going to stop hinting around (not like she had really paid attention to it, anyway) and actually propose.
I had picked a quiet place for that (she was not going to run off this time!). There was a nice restaurant nearby. That was where I was walking to at the moment. I had told her to meet me there later. That way, I could arrange a little 'surprise' with the cook. I took a deep breath. Well…here it goes!
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My knee shook. I grabbed my knee with my hand to stop it. My hand shook. I clenched my teeth. My eyes darted around. I placed my hands on the table and drummed anxiously. My throat felt dry. I tried to take a sip of water but I realized I had already emptied the glass. My hands were too shaky. I opened my mouth to call for a waiter but my voice had disappeared. That was the last straw. I stopped moving, mentally slapping myself. She's not here yet! Just be calm!
I was sitting at a table near a window in the restaurant, watching the sky grow romantically dark outside. DMG was due in less than ten minutes. My behavior had definitely grown more nervous as the hour had passed. It had started with a few sips of water, followed by toe tapping. Now my entire body felt like it was crawling with ants. So much for calm.
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My body told me when she walked in through the door before I fully realized it. As soon as my eyeballs registered her small frame in the doorway, my legs immediately shot up with no concern for the table that hovered over my kneecaps. They hit the edge with a loud bang, and I muffled a strangled cry. That was how she saw me. Bent over in pain on the table, my mouth open like the Worm Drake had strangled me. Great.
She giggled, running up to me and throwing her arms around my neck. Better. I kissed her lightly and let her sit across from me. It made me less nervous as I took the time to appreciate her outfit. It was a light pink sundress with light blue flowers all over it. She had painted her nails to match and she was wearing adorable white sandals. I looked back at her face. Cute. I love this girl.
'So, how have you been all day?' I asked politely. I didn't dare say her name; my throat might freeze up again.
'Good! Good! I was out with my friends all day! It was really a blast. You should come one day; I would love for them to meet you! I mean, seriously, we've been dating, what, for, like, two years now. You still haven't met all the people I know. They would just adore you!' She said this in one excited breath. I grinned.
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'Sure.' I patted the ring in my pocket. I could just imagine her introducing me after I proposed. It was something to look forward to.
'Would you like to order, now, sir?' asked a nearby waiter. I hadn't even looked at the menu.
'Sure,' I replied.
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DMG gave me a funny stare. I stopped tapping the table glass. Instead, my foot started tapping. I squeezed my fingers together. It had been bad enough during the beginning of dinner. I had dropped the fork many times. I had knocked over my water twice. My girlfriend was being very patient with me, I could tell. Now, after they had cleared away the dishes, I had nothing to distract myself.
'Your dessert will arrive shortly, sir,' the waiter said. Then, as he turned away from DMG, he winked at me and left. The signal. I really had to control myself now.
'What's wrong?' DMG asked. I looked at her. I realized I had bit my lip and shifted weirdly in my seat.
'Nothing!' Oh the horror! I had squeaked! DMG raised her eyebrows at me. I threw my hands on the table. 'I…uh…' Before I could move, my girlfriend covered my hands with her own. Her emerald eyes held my gaze.
'If there's anything you want to talk about, I'm right here.' I took a deep breath. It was okay. It was all going to go over okay.
'I love you.' She smiled.
'I love you, too,' she said, patting my hand. Okay, I felt better now.
I saw the waiter. Okay, take back what I said.
'Here comes the dessert!' DMG said, clapping her hands together. A waiter I hadn't seen before or talked to came in carrying two silver-covered dishes. He came to our table and stopped. He had a forced smile on his face. He looked new and unsure. He strained to keep a calm expression. His hands shook. He looked more nervous than I did. I started feeling more nervous. What was going on? Was he trying to get me to jump out of my seat? https://energyag.weebly.com/final-fantasy-14-download-mac.html.
'Your dessert, sir,' he said. He started to bend forward, then stopped, and then placed one of the platters down. Was I imagining everything going in slow motion?
I looked in front of us. The platter was sitting in the exact center. The contents were covered by the silver dome. I already knew what was inside. It was a small cake that could easily be shared by two people. Chocolate, DMG's favorite, of course. And as soon as I lifted the cover, she would see the icing. Will you marry me? It would read in pink. And then I would whip out my ring and confirm my proposal.
DMG stared, begging me with my eyes to remove the cover. The waiter left to deliver the other platter. I locked my eyes with the silver then up to her face. I wanted to see every single part of her expression. I raised my hand. It shook in midair as I reached for the handle. I grasped. I pulled. And I watched my girlfriend's face as I lifted the cover.
She screamed. Yes, screamed! Not a happy, delighted scream. A terrified, blood-curling shriek. My heart jumped to my throat as I looked down, and I too yelled. It wasn't a cake that met my vision! It was a giant, tentacled…thing!
'Gah! What did you order?' she cried. I held out my arms.
'Not this!' I replied. I looked around for the waiter with the platter. Oh no…the platter! He had gotten them mixed up! That's why he was nervous! He was unsure!
I panicked! My cake! My cake was out there! I had to get it back before someone else wrongly got the message! I jumped to my feet, the table and everything on it shaking dangerously. I didn't even look at DMG's expression as I ducked into the lower floor where everyone was dining. Some people gave me funny stares as I ran by, but I saw the waiter at the far end. Damn! I had wasted too much time in opening the stupid non-cake.
I wanted to yell stop, I really I did. I ran towards him silently instead. Everyone was watching at this point. He approached a young couple: A Celtic Guardian and a Mystical Elf. They smiled up at him as he bent over. The Celtic Guardian reached up and grasped the handle.
No! I screamed in my head. It was too late. Just as I had reached his side, the elf had removed the cover. He stared at it and his eyes widened when he saw the message. By this time, I was standing right behind the waiter, my head screaming in horror. The waiter cringed visibly. Mystical Elf got up and looked at the cake. Oh no. Oh no. Her hands shot up to her face, covering her mouth. Celtic Guardian looked up at her. His face screamed: no, I really don't mean it! My head was screaming: he really doesn't mean it.
'Do you really mean it?' she asked. Celtic Guardian stared at me. Awkward…should I say something?
'Of course, dear. Surprised?' the Guardian asked before I could say anything. My jaw dropped to the floor. The Mystical Elf squealed and shouted excitedly. Because I had run over here, everyone was now watching the scene.
'He proposed to me!' she gushed and everyone clapped. I gritted my teeth. I was ready to wring the waiter's neck. That was my proposal, dammit! I wanted to hurt him so badly!
I got my wish. Seconds later, someone collided into me from behind. I collided into the waiter. The waiter collided into the cake he was still holding. The cake collided with Celtic Guardian's face. I looked back. Apparently DMG had run after me and tripped on her sandals. How typical.
'Oh…uh…sir…I'm…sorry!' the waiter stuttered. Mystical Elf giggled and proceeded to clean up her now-fiancée's face with a napkin. DMG rushed over to her.
'Did he really propose to you?' she asked. Mystical Elf giggled and nodded, blushing furiously. DMG clasped her hands together and turned to me.
'Wasn't that so sweet?' she gushed. 'I wish that could've happened to me!' I gaped at her. I wanted to say it was our cake, not theirs. I wanted to tell her the waiter's error. But while I stood there, watching my girlfriend (still only girlfriend) chat with the newly (and unintentionally) engaged Elf, my brain could only repeat one thing over and over in my head.
This. Is. Not. Fair.