Mesa no owna YUGIOH or its characters! No belonga to me!
Okay, I'm giving writing the Egyptian side of the story a shot. Seth=Seto. Mokuda=Mokuba (real original huh?) and the pharaoh/Yami= Yami. It will probably not have a lot to do with the series. At all. But I like mythology, especially greek/roman and Egyptian. I have done a lot of research to do this and my other story that will be coming along soon. Some of it will be right on aaaand some will be totally off. But hey, it's a STORY and that's how I want it! Seth and Yami will be about the same age. Mokuda is 8, Seth about 20 and Yami about to be 21. my two stories will intertwine somewhat. Its like the same stuff is happening from a different persons point of view. This will be about Seth. The other about Yami. It will be coming a bit later, but I will have some of the same char in both stories. I think..oh yeah, there will be little *'s to denote an 'authors note' every once in a while. It will appear at the end of the story instead of right there in the text to make the story flow better. Ok, ON WITH THE PLOTLINE!!!
Seth was livid. That was the third vial today that foolish slave had dropped.
"OUT!" he roared.
The slave girl scuttled down the hall and out of his sight. He plopped into his chair and rubbed his eyes. It was so hard to find decent slaves. He found he liked working with the female ones instead of the males. The males tended to be even clumsier that the females or tried to kill him for their freedom. He was thin, but very strong. He usually had a cloak on, covering his musculature. It didn't keep him any cooler in the heat, but it made him look more impressive. Which he liked very much. He sighed again. He had to go see the pharaoh. AGAIN. That was the fifth one this month. Two males and three females. He was getting fed up with the pharaohs choices and decided he would ask if he could buy a few slaves himself to see how they worked out. Maybe even a younger one who would be eager to learn all he had to teach. He had vast knowledge you know. It was a shame no one ever noticed. (my he is arrogant isn't he?) He got up and began to walk to see the pharaoh.
Okay, I'm giving writing the Egyptian side of the story a shot. Seth=Seto. Mokuda=Mokuba (real original huh?) and the pharaoh/Yami= Yami. It will probably not have a lot to do with the series. At all. But I like mythology, especially greek/roman and Egyptian. I have done a lot of research to do this and my other story that will be coming along soon. Some of it will be right on aaaand some will be totally off. But hey, it's a STORY and that's how I want it! Seth and Yami will be about the same age. Mokuda is 8, Seth about 20 and Yami about to be 21. my two stories will intertwine somewhat. Its like the same stuff is happening from a different persons point of view. This will be about Seth. The other about Yami. It will be coming a bit later, but I will have some of the same char in both stories. I think..oh yeah, there will be little *'s to denote an 'authors note' every once in a while. It will appear at the end of the story instead of right there in the text to make the story flow better. Ok, ON WITH THE PLOTLINE!!!
Seth was livid. That was the third vial today that foolish slave had dropped.
"OUT!" he roared.
The slave girl scuttled down the hall and out of his sight. He plopped into his chair and rubbed his eyes. It was so hard to find decent slaves. He found he liked working with the female ones instead of the males. The males tended to be even clumsier that the females or tried to kill him for their freedom. He was thin, but very strong. He usually had a cloak on, covering his musculature. It didn't keep him any cooler in the heat, but it made him look more impressive. Which he liked very much. He sighed again. He had to go see the pharaoh. AGAIN. That was the fifth one this month. Two males and three females. He was getting fed up with the pharaohs choices and decided he would ask if he could buy a few slaves himself to see how they worked out. Maybe even a younger one who would be eager to learn all he had to teach. He had vast knowledge you know. It was a shame no one ever noticed. (my he is arrogant isn't he?) He got up and began to walk to see the pharaoh.