Dragon Ball Card Adventure
EARTH DRAGONBALL SAGA - A Beginners Heart is Dedicated
SLAP! With a smirk Kyle lay down a card onto his discard pile.
"For your sake I hope you can block my attack, Andrew."
The blonde boy swallowed hard and shook his head.
"See your Life Deck? Put it in your discard pile." Kyle sighed as Andrew swept his cards into his card box. "Honestly, if I don't get some competition soon I don't see the point of playing anymore. Next."
Another kid in a line of about 5 took a seat opposite to the brown-haired teen. It was a daily routine for the many duelists who hit the local mall after school to play the Dragonball Z card game..but not one had beaten Kyle yet. Sun streamed in the large concave oval window in the ceiling. The smell of concession stands, new clothes and flirting teenagers was in the air.
Opposite the Food Court, where several tables were being used up by eager young duelists, a pair of kids walked into J/L Cards and Stuff, the local gaming shop. Chris, the taller one, about 17 opened the door. He had short, dark hair and a bit of a moustache. Immediately followed Chase, a boy with red-brown eyes and wild hair. Chase opened his eyes with awe and nearly covered his ears with pain as he entered the busy store.
It was a mobscene...tons of eager children peered through glass display-cases, leaving wet breath-marks on the boxes, looking down on various rare cards and memorabilia. Chase and Chris fought their way through a crowd and finally reached the owner, who everyone knew by Jim. Jim was a bearded man and very well-liked by his customers, and always seemed to have a smile on his face.
"How's it going Chris?" He asked as the two leaned over the counter.
"It's going." Chris said, and pulled Chase off the floor, who was, at the time, getting trampled. The small boy brushed himself off and put some money on the counter.
"So you're finally going to start playing Chase?" He said, taking the money without a yes or a no.
"Yeah, finally!" Chase said happily. He had always wanted to play the Dragonball Z CCG but never really believed he could compete, but after playing a few practice rounds with Chris he was confident that someday he could duel with the best of them. It didn't help that he never had much money and the Saiyan Saga set was selling faster than candy on Halloween.
Jim opened a box on the ground and took out two boxes, a red and a blue one.
"So what are you Chase? A hero...or a villain?" A couple people's eyes turned to the 13-year old, who was now staring intensely at either box. It wasn't something that he hadn't considered, and although it was "just a game" something told him that he should stick to the path he had in life. He took the blue box.
With no more than a "Good luck!" Jim had disappeared with the money, to the sound of a "cha-ching!"
Chase held the blue box in his hands, trying not to care about the crowd which had now encircled him, which he could see in the gold medallion he always wore around his neck, given to him by his grandmother who found it on Mount Pazou.
"Well come on, Chase." Chris said, sounding a bit irritated with anticipation. "Let's find out who your Main Personality is!"
In the Dragonball Z CCG, a Main Personality is the fighter a player controls in the duel. It's the most important part of any deck, because it decides his strategy and almost all damage given and taken.
"Oh come on Chase don't be so lame!" A pretty blonde girl about 15 named Cat called out from behind Chris. She offered her hand. "Do I have to open it for you?"
Chase smiled at her. "No I think I can handle myself." Chris was making meowing noises next to Chase, and it wasn't more than three seconds before Cat dragged Chris by the collar outside and the sounds of fighting ensued, but noone noticed because they were too busy watching Chase open the flap of his Deck and pulling out his sealed life deck. Chase moved his finger to the seal, ready to find out who he was going to be...but in a flash it was out of his hands being held up high by a tall kid named Jack. He towered over Chase and the others cleared out, because wherever Jack went, trouble followed. Chase looked hopelessly to where Jim once sat, but he was long gone. Jack smirked and his eyebrow piercing gleamed in the light.
"C'mon Jack I was about to open it!" Chase cried out angrily.
"Trash like you don't deserve the name duelist!" He laughed, pushing Chase with one hand nearly knocking him into the glass. He turned, his leather jacket flailing, and opened the door. He turned before exiting.
"Meet me at the Battle Simulator on the roof...we're playing for keeps!" He laughed and Chase stormed out the door after him, only to find Jack gone. Chris, now brandishing a black eye, asked the flustered younger kid what happened.
"That creep Jack took my cards! I didn't even see my MP!" Chase began walking to the elevator.
"Whadd'ya say we cream 'im, huh Chase?" He said, as he and Chase stepped in the elevator and Chase pressed the ROOFTOP button.
"No...I'm a duelist too now, remember? I'm going to win it back fair and square!" Chase tapped his foot impatiently.
Chris sweatdropped, admiring the young boys courage. Chris knew he could never even dream of beating Jack in a duel, even though he was one of the top-ranked in the city.
"Uhh...Chase...you've never even fought anyone in the game before...why do you think you could win?"
"Because I have to." Even if the elevator doors hadn't just opened to the rooftop, Chris couldn't argue any further.
The cool air of West City met their faces as they approached the Capsule Corp. Arena, two platforms facing each other with a rectangular arrangement of squares in between. Jack stood at one, his deck already loaded into his platforms slots, and his Main Personality was in his hand. Other cards were on the empty platform, and Chase approached it.
"I'm getting my cards back Jack."
Jack started laughing to the idea of it. Jack was on a 40 game winning streak and didn't intend to lose it. "You just step up right there little guy."
Chase ignored the WARNING sign next to his platform and stepped up, pressing the Initiate button on his console.
"See that sign kid?" Jack pointed to a small sign posted on the back of Chase's platform. "This arena isn't fully installed yet. All pain levels are set to full, so whatever damage your fighter takes in this duel, you're going to be feeling. Me however..." Jack chuckled. "Well, let's just say I doubt you're even going to scratch me."
Chase felt his legs shackled in place by the loading mechanism, and heard Jack's do the same. Chris took a seat on the edge of the roof and looked wistfully at the arena.
"Now...my main personality...Piccolo!" In a flash of light, a large green Namekian warrior materialized on Jack's side of the arena. Jack pulled out his scouter, a small green lens placed over the eye to read power levels, and snapped it over his right eye. Chase fumbled for one and realized in the confusion he had forgotten to buy one. He turned and quickly snatched a red one out of the air, which Chris had thrown to him.
"Take mine Chase!" He yelled, smiling. "Just do me a favor and wipe the floor with this guy!"
Chase nodded at his friend and smiled. He turned to Jack, determined, and placed a hand on the Main Personality cards in front of him, face down. He called out "I reveal my Main Personality!", and with a whir, a young Saiyan boy walked out of thin air toward Piccolo, his brown tail wagging through his large yellow uniform. "Gohan!"
Chris gulped. Gohan was one of the weaker Main Personalities, even though he had Saiyan heritage and had some good powers.
Jack snickered. "Well look here! The weakling uses a kindred spirit!"
Chase looked on with pride. "Call me whatever you want Jack, but no matter what I'll never give in to scum like you!"
Jack smiled. "Well since you're the hero, it seems you're going to go first. You need all the help you can get anyway."
Chase pressed a button on his scouter, and with a beep he targeted Gohan, as the half-Saiyan simultaneously clenched his fist and let out a yell as he powered up a stage, his aura flaring a little.
POWER LEVEL: 600
Chase nervously looked to Piccolo, who was staring down Gohan and throwing off his training outfit.
POWER LEVEL: 900
The boy brushed some of his wild hair out of his eyes, and gathering his courage, placed his hand over the card slot, ready to take on anything.
CHING CHING CHING
Three cards spat out of the card slot, and Chase looked at his first hand. He held his medallion, hoping it'd bring him luck.
EARTH DRAGONBALL SAGA - A Beginners Heart is Dedicated
SLAP! With a smirk Kyle lay down a card onto his discard pile.
"For your sake I hope you can block my attack, Andrew."
The blonde boy swallowed hard and shook his head.
"See your Life Deck? Put it in your discard pile." Kyle sighed as Andrew swept his cards into his card box. "Honestly, if I don't get some competition soon I don't see the point of playing anymore. Next."
Another kid in a line of about 5 took a seat opposite to the brown-haired teen. It was a daily routine for the many duelists who hit the local mall after school to play the Dragonball Z card game..but not one had beaten Kyle yet. Sun streamed in the large concave oval window in the ceiling. The smell of concession stands, new clothes and flirting teenagers was in the air.
Opposite the Food Court, where several tables were being used up by eager young duelists, a pair of kids walked into J/L Cards and Stuff, the local gaming shop. Chris, the taller one, about 17 opened the door. He had short, dark hair and a bit of a moustache. Immediately followed Chase, a boy with red-brown eyes and wild hair. Chase opened his eyes with awe and nearly covered his ears with pain as he entered the busy store.
It was a mobscene...tons of eager children peered through glass display-cases, leaving wet breath-marks on the boxes, looking down on various rare cards and memorabilia. Chase and Chris fought their way through a crowd and finally reached the owner, who everyone knew by Jim. Jim was a bearded man and very well-liked by his customers, and always seemed to have a smile on his face.
"How's it going Chris?" He asked as the two leaned over the counter.
"It's going." Chris said, and pulled Chase off the floor, who was, at the time, getting trampled. The small boy brushed himself off and put some money on the counter.
"So you're finally going to start playing Chase?" He said, taking the money without a yes or a no.
"Yeah, finally!" Chase said happily. He had always wanted to play the Dragonball Z CCG but never really believed he could compete, but after playing a few practice rounds with Chris he was confident that someday he could duel with the best of them. It didn't help that he never had much money and the Saiyan Saga set was selling faster than candy on Halloween.
Jim opened a box on the ground and took out two boxes, a red and a blue one.
"So what are you Chase? A hero...or a villain?" A couple people's eyes turned to the 13-year old, who was now staring intensely at either box. It wasn't something that he hadn't considered, and although it was "just a game" something told him that he should stick to the path he had in life. He took the blue box.
With no more than a "Good luck!" Jim had disappeared with the money, to the sound of a "cha-ching!"
Chase held the blue box in his hands, trying not to care about the crowd which had now encircled him, which he could see in the gold medallion he always wore around his neck, given to him by his grandmother who found it on Mount Pazou.
"Well come on, Chase." Chris said, sounding a bit irritated with anticipation. "Let's find out who your Main Personality is!"
In the Dragonball Z CCG, a Main Personality is the fighter a player controls in the duel. It's the most important part of any deck, because it decides his strategy and almost all damage given and taken.
"Oh come on Chase don't be so lame!" A pretty blonde girl about 15 named Cat called out from behind Chris. She offered her hand. "Do I have to open it for you?"
Chase smiled at her. "No I think I can handle myself." Chris was making meowing noises next to Chase, and it wasn't more than three seconds before Cat dragged Chris by the collar outside and the sounds of fighting ensued, but noone noticed because they were too busy watching Chase open the flap of his Deck and pulling out his sealed life deck. Chase moved his finger to the seal, ready to find out who he was going to be...but in a flash it was out of his hands being held up high by a tall kid named Jack. He towered over Chase and the others cleared out, because wherever Jack went, trouble followed. Chase looked hopelessly to where Jim once sat, but he was long gone. Jack smirked and his eyebrow piercing gleamed in the light.
"C'mon Jack I was about to open it!" Chase cried out angrily.
"Trash like you don't deserve the name duelist!" He laughed, pushing Chase with one hand nearly knocking him into the glass. He turned, his leather jacket flailing, and opened the door. He turned before exiting.
"Meet me at the Battle Simulator on the roof...we're playing for keeps!" He laughed and Chase stormed out the door after him, only to find Jack gone. Chris, now brandishing a black eye, asked the flustered younger kid what happened.
"That creep Jack took my cards! I didn't even see my MP!" Chase began walking to the elevator.
"Whadd'ya say we cream 'im, huh Chase?" He said, as he and Chase stepped in the elevator and Chase pressed the ROOFTOP button.
"No...I'm a duelist too now, remember? I'm going to win it back fair and square!" Chase tapped his foot impatiently.
Chris sweatdropped, admiring the young boys courage. Chris knew he could never even dream of beating Jack in a duel, even though he was one of the top-ranked in the city.
"Uhh...Chase...you've never even fought anyone in the game before...why do you think you could win?"
"Because I have to." Even if the elevator doors hadn't just opened to the rooftop, Chris couldn't argue any further.
The cool air of West City met their faces as they approached the Capsule Corp. Arena, two platforms facing each other with a rectangular arrangement of squares in between. Jack stood at one, his deck already loaded into his platforms slots, and his Main Personality was in his hand. Other cards were on the empty platform, and Chase approached it.
"I'm getting my cards back Jack."
Jack started laughing to the idea of it. Jack was on a 40 game winning streak and didn't intend to lose it. "You just step up right there little guy."
Chase ignored the WARNING sign next to his platform and stepped up, pressing the Initiate button on his console.
"See that sign kid?" Jack pointed to a small sign posted on the back of Chase's platform. "This arena isn't fully installed yet. All pain levels are set to full, so whatever damage your fighter takes in this duel, you're going to be feeling. Me however..." Jack chuckled. "Well, let's just say I doubt you're even going to scratch me."
Chase felt his legs shackled in place by the loading mechanism, and heard Jack's do the same. Chris took a seat on the edge of the roof and looked wistfully at the arena.
"Now...my main personality...Piccolo!" In a flash of light, a large green Namekian warrior materialized on Jack's side of the arena. Jack pulled out his scouter, a small green lens placed over the eye to read power levels, and snapped it over his right eye. Chase fumbled for one and realized in the confusion he had forgotten to buy one. He turned and quickly snatched a red one out of the air, which Chris had thrown to him.
"Take mine Chase!" He yelled, smiling. "Just do me a favor and wipe the floor with this guy!"
Chase nodded at his friend and smiled. He turned to Jack, determined, and placed a hand on the Main Personality cards in front of him, face down. He called out "I reveal my Main Personality!", and with a whir, a young Saiyan boy walked out of thin air toward Piccolo, his brown tail wagging through his large yellow uniform. "Gohan!"
Chris gulped. Gohan was one of the weaker Main Personalities, even though he had Saiyan heritage and had some good powers.
Jack snickered. "Well look here! The weakling uses a kindred spirit!"
Chase looked on with pride. "Call me whatever you want Jack, but no matter what I'll never give in to scum like you!"
Jack smiled. "Well since you're the hero, it seems you're going to go first. You need all the help you can get anyway."
Chase pressed a button on his scouter, and with a beep he targeted Gohan, as the half-Saiyan simultaneously clenched his fist and let out a yell as he powered up a stage, his aura flaring a little.
POWER LEVEL: 600
Chase nervously looked to Piccolo, who was staring down Gohan and throwing off his training outfit.
POWER LEVEL: 900
The boy brushed some of his wild hair out of his eyes, and gathering his courage, placed his hand over the card slot, ready to take on anything.
CHING CHING CHING
Three cards spat out of the card slot, and Chase looked at his first hand. He held his medallion, hoping it'd bring him luck.