NOTE FROM CYBERDRAC!!!
Jerry: Hi, this is YGO Inc's first fic, so have fun!!
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Harpy: Welcome to YGO INC! I'm Harpy (for those of you who know my account, good 4 you!), one of the members of YGO Inc., and I can't wait to get started. So without further ado, I don't own YGO, but I do own part of YGO Inc., um, I guess.
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5,000 years ago, the Pharaoh's servant was preparing the pharaoh's dinner.
Servant: Uhh, carrots, chicken, and, HEY! What's this?
He was looking at a green blob. It was obvious it was a rotten turnip.
Servant: I'm gonna call it a potato. I'll bet Pharaoh Yami will love this soooo much; he'll make me one of his advisors for sure!
The servant served the Pharaoh his dinner, along with the "newly discovered" potato. The Pharaoh took one look at it and swallowed it whole.
Advisor #1: Um, master? Wouldn't it be wise not to eat that whole?
Pharaoh: *choke* *cough* *hack* *dies*
The Pharaoh falls on the floor dead as a doornail. Everyone screams and runs around in circles except the servant.
Servant: How the fuck do you compare dead to a doornail? Was a doornail alive to begin with? What is a doornail?
Advisor #1: Who cares you stupid fuck nut! . Just run around in circles like the rest of us!
And he did. The dumb fuck even stepped on the Pharaoh, causing the potato to be dislodged from his throat. The Pharaoh looked around at all the havoc. Not being one to be a damn moron, he jumped up and begins laughing.
Pharaoh: HAHAHA! I soooooo got you! You thought I was dead! But nooooo! I was just kidding. HAHAHAHAHA!
Suddenly he tipped over again, looking green. His advisors picked up the potato and the Pharaoh and led them to his bedroom, the servant following.
Advisor #910714321652156194568165942165: Where were YOU the night of tonight? Hmmmm? Were you secretly plotting revenge? Did the Pharaoh get sick for a reason? WHY DID YOU WANT TO KILL HIM?!
The potato said nothing.
Advisor #936459186934698237507893645136750345665081: He's not talking.
Advisor # 4: No shit Sherlock!!!
Advisor #910714321652156194568165942165: Hey, how come you get a short number? We were here before you!
Advisor #4: It's the authoress's fault.
Advisor #325645786874653256056: Stupid du-
He was cut off my some one cutting his head off (A/N: I get right down to the point, don't I?). That someone had whitish purplish hair and he was a tomb-robber. Who could he be?
Bak *cough cough* I mean Tomb-robber: Excuse me servant, would you mind helping me with this statue? I think the Pharaoh would like it.
Servant: Oh, sure ^__^ anything to help the almighty one.
Tomb-robber and Servant dragged in a statue with a golden pyramid hanging from its neck, a necklace, a ring necklace thing, an eye, and it was holding a rod, a scale, and a key. It also had a GOLDEN JOCK STRAP?!
Tomb-Robber: *grabs the pyramid and throws it at Pharaoh Yami, who is sucked into it and the pyramid formed a little eye on top* HAHAHAHA! I captured the Pharaoh! Praise ME!!!!!
Tomb-robber ran around singing jolly good songs with the pyramid high above his head. He trips on the potato and falls on the statue.
Tomb-robber: OH SHI-
He was then sucked into the ringy necklace thingy majiger. The advisors began crying on everything. Servant just looked around.
Servant: That stupid Ra-forsaken sucking thing isn't even poss- OOOH! SHINY!
Servant (A/N: I'm too lazy to write "the" before his name, err, occupation) then touched the jock strap. The Ra-forsaken sucking thing sucked him in, leaving all the advisors laughing hysterically.
~ 5,000 years later ~
Joey: Hey guys! Check out what I got! It's shiny! *Drops his pants to show his friends and the oncoming foot traffic to see his new golden jockstrap*
Unknown girls: *giggling at his size* (A/N: you get to decide if it's big or small.)
Unknown Mothers: *covers children's eyes*
The Yu-Gi-Oh gang: Holy shit you stupid garbage eating fuck! Put your pants back on!
But suddenly, the jockstrap started glowing...
"JO-EY-OH!!!!!!!"
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Harpy: Hehehe, R+R!
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NOTE FROM CYBERDRAC!!!!!!!
Jerry: BUAHAHAHAHA!!!!! And so it begins.... Please note that each chapter might put Joey with a different personality because 7 authors are writing this! Um, I'm not supposed to be here so BYE!!!!!
Jerry: Hi, this is YGO Inc's first fic, so have fun!!
@@@@@
Harpy: Welcome to YGO INC! I'm Harpy (for those of you who know my account, good 4 you!), one of the members of YGO Inc., and I can't wait to get started. So without further ado, I don't own YGO, but I do own part of YGO Inc., um, I guess.
~~~~~~
5,000 years ago, the Pharaoh's servant was preparing the pharaoh's dinner.
Servant: Uhh, carrots, chicken, and, HEY! What's this?
He was looking at a green blob. It was obvious it was a rotten turnip.
Servant: I'm gonna call it a potato. I'll bet Pharaoh Yami will love this soooo much; he'll make me one of his advisors for sure!
The servant served the Pharaoh his dinner, along with the "newly discovered" potato. The Pharaoh took one look at it and swallowed it whole.
Advisor #1: Um, master? Wouldn't it be wise not to eat that whole?
Pharaoh: *choke* *cough* *hack* *dies*
The Pharaoh falls on the floor dead as a doornail. Everyone screams and runs around in circles except the servant.
Servant: How the fuck do you compare dead to a doornail? Was a doornail alive to begin with? What is a doornail?
Advisor #1: Who cares you stupid fuck nut! . Just run around in circles like the rest of us!
And he did. The dumb fuck even stepped on the Pharaoh, causing the potato to be dislodged from his throat. The Pharaoh looked around at all the havoc. Not being one to be a damn moron, he jumped up and begins laughing.
Pharaoh: HAHAHA! I soooooo got you! You thought I was dead! But nooooo! I was just kidding. HAHAHAHAHA!
Suddenly he tipped over again, looking green. His advisors picked up the potato and the Pharaoh and led them to his bedroom, the servant following.
Advisor #910714321652156194568165942165: Where were YOU the night of tonight? Hmmmm? Were you secretly plotting revenge? Did the Pharaoh get sick for a reason? WHY DID YOU WANT TO KILL HIM?!
The potato said nothing.
Advisor #936459186934698237507893645136750345665081: He's not talking.
Advisor # 4: No shit Sherlock!!!
Advisor #910714321652156194568165942165: Hey, how come you get a short number? We were here before you!
Advisor #4: It's the authoress's fault.
Advisor #325645786874653256056: Stupid du-
He was cut off my some one cutting his head off (A/N: I get right down to the point, don't I?). That someone had whitish purplish hair and he was a tomb-robber. Who could he be?
Bak *cough cough* I mean Tomb-robber: Excuse me servant, would you mind helping me with this statue? I think the Pharaoh would like it.
Servant: Oh, sure ^__^ anything to help the almighty one.
Tomb-robber and Servant dragged in a statue with a golden pyramid hanging from its neck, a necklace, a ring necklace thing, an eye, and it was holding a rod, a scale, and a key. It also had a GOLDEN JOCK STRAP?!
Tomb-Robber: *grabs the pyramid and throws it at Pharaoh Yami, who is sucked into it and the pyramid formed a little eye on top* HAHAHAHA! I captured the Pharaoh! Praise ME!!!!!
Tomb-robber ran around singing jolly good songs with the pyramid high above his head. He trips on the potato and falls on the statue.
Tomb-robber: OH SHI-
He was then sucked into the ringy necklace thingy majiger. The advisors began crying on everything. Servant just looked around.
Servant: That stupid Ra-forsaken sucking thing isn't even poss- OOOH! SHINY!
Servant (A/N: I'm too lazy to write "the" before his name, err, occupation) then touched the jock strap. The Ra-forsaken sucking thing sucked him in, leaving all the advisors laughing hysterically.
~ 5,000 years later ~
Joey: Hey guys! Check out what I got! It's shiny! *Drops his pants to show his friends and the oncoming foot traffic to see his new golden jockstrap*
Unknown girls: *giggling at his size* (A/N: you get to decide if it's big or small.)
Unknown Mothers: *covers children's eyes*
The Yu-Gi-Oh gang: Holy shit you stupid garbage eating fuck! Put your pants back on!
But suddenly, the jockstrap started glowing...
"JO-EY-OH!!!!!!!"
~~~~~
Harpy: Hehehe, R+R!
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NOTE FROM CYBERDRAC!!!!!!!
Jerry: BUAHAHAHAHA!!!!! And so it begins.... Please note that each chapter might put Joey with a different personality because 7 authors are writing this! Um, I'm not supposed to be here so BYE!!!!!