(L-Space) (In front of you is Mr. Towel who is typing the story on an old keyboard)

I do not own yugioh, southpark, or Garth Merengi's darkplace,

Oh and {} now signifies thought as kept cutting out the hash's.

I'm Edd, A.K.A Mr. Towel, author, genius, dream weaver, plus actor. You are about to enter the world of my imagination; You are about to enter: My 'Stoner's realm'

(Pulls paper off typewriter and throws it behind him, the screen follows the paper as it falls down to the deck of a boat.)

Cue the theme music

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(Intro scenes)

(Explosions!)

(Duels)

(Yami jumping from an exploding ambulance with a baby in his arms)

(Yugi and Yami reaching for each other)

(Kaiba smoking cannabis and laughing)

(Big Explosion)

YUGIOH,
ENTER THE STONER'S REALM


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(Boat 30: Speedboat dock)

Miswim slowly sat up, she looked around groggily taking in the slight blue tint of the plastic box. Miswim moved and felt a slight pain in her breast, she reached up with her hand to investigate the problem. She found a hypodermic dart embedded in her skin, with a slight grunt of pain she pulled it out and threw it against the wall of the box, the sharp movement caused the box to rock alarmingly, Miswim curled into a ball to try and slow the rocking but poked herself in the neck with her duel disk.

Miswim examined her duel disk and noticed all her cards were in water proof wallets.

She slowly got to her feet, bracing herself against the walls of the box.

Miswim looked down and saw the water at the bottom of the room, with a brief moment of vertigo she reached for the handle on the door to the box and tried to open it, but it was locked, there was no way in or out of the small plastic cage apart from a few air slots in the top.

Miswim slumped to the floor of the cage, and the other side of the dock a door opened, and a figure walked to the other side of the water, pressing a button on a set of controls mounted there, the platform rose up until it was level with her cage, a voice came over her earpiece.

"Good morning Miswim."

She looked across at the figure, it was Tanto Shino, the man who had shot her with a dart gun.

"What time is it?"

She asked groggily, the dart's after effects still hadn't worn off.

"5 O'clock in the morning."

Miswim groaned.

"I'm sorry I had to drug you, but otherwise you wouldn't have slept during the night, and it also made it a lot easier to prepare for our duel."

"Why couldn't we duel last night?"

Miswim carefully got to her feet; the room seemed to be spinning.

"The timing of the end of the first round needed to coincide with our duel, once you finished in the virtual world you were to be kept unconscious until the start of the day in which round 1 was to end."

"So how long have I been unconscious?"

"12 hours."

"So round 1 ends today? Everybody's qualified?"

"Well everybody apart from you and 3 other slots, which 7 guys are competing for, including your good friends the Bakura's."

"The Bakuras? There are two of them?"

"Yes, they are...... brothers of the soul; I suppose you could call them twins. You dueles one of them, the other wished to help you when you got upset afterwards."

"Whoops."

Miswim got a twinge of conscience.

"And neither Bakura has duelled since, they're looking for you."

"Oh."

Miswim's face fell further.

"Don't worry, if one wins the others points then they only have to beat a mister Brodie Smith. Which shouldn't be too hard."

"Well good."

"Anyway, back to the matter in hand, there are cameras and microphones all over the ships but only one camera in this room, they can't hear us so we can say what we want."

"Who?"

"The security for the tournament."

"What can go wrong at a duel monsters tournament?"

Tanto grinned;

"There has never been a duel monsters tournament without something going on behind the lines."

"What's going on here then?"

"I can't tell you yet."

"Why, you seem to be talking pretty freely?"

"My employers are not ones to reveal what is happening to anybody, besides, you are not equipped to deal with this yet."

"If my understanding is correct, if I lose this duel I drown right?"

"Yes, that will be the price for failure, whenever you lose life points your crate will be lowered, and when they are all gone you will drown. And if your deck master dies, the cable holding you up will be disconnected by an autonomous unit. In a sadistic kind of way it's quite brilliant."

Miswim was getting slightly upset.

"So I'm going to die?"

She screamed.

"Not so loud please, it goes straight in my ear, and you won't if you win."

"So I'm supposed to trust my deck to keep me alive."

"Yes;"

Tanto sighed.

"When I met you I never thought you'd turn out to be a coward, you have no confidence?"

"I am not afraid to die!"

Shouted Miswim.

"I am ready to die! That's the problem! There's nothing worthwhile in my life! And yes it is better to die relying on my own skill than to survive on the help of others, but I'm upset because I can't believe you can't show any compassion! The world is more bleak and dismal than I ever even imagined!"

Miswim subsided into a few sobs, while Tanto just sighed.

"Miss Yamitoshi the reason I appear to show no compassion is because your Noir Anubis came to you for this tournament."

"What?"

Miswim stopped crying and stared at the muscle bound man in front of her.

"Yes, it was I who gave you your 3 most treasured cards, I told you to use it to your advantage in situations beyond your control."

Tanto's duel disk sprang open, it had originally been the Zen symbol of black and white pieces melding, but the blobs flipped out to form his duelling field revealing his deck.

"You will win one card from my deck and instant qualification to the next round if you win. If you lose you will die, oh and for the record you still get cannabis smoke every time you lose life points and when you exhale it will fill up that box preety fast so I think you'll probably get very stoned."

Miswim gulped at the closeness of what could be her death.

"Pick your deck master."

Miswim selected her Anubis Noir, she could feel in her gut that now was why Anubis Noir was in her deck.

Tanto Shino summoned an enormous flame which burned around his feet, if Miswim looked closely she could make out an enormous red dragon scuttling from flame to flame.

She was more worried than before.

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(L-space)

I do not own Brodie, there another disclaimer, anyway the next chapter will be built on location in the well of lost plots, now I have very limited space left for which non-plot essential characters get to round 3, the round 2 drawings have already been decided so if you want a character from this list to go through then in your review you have to state the name of the character and tell me which series of books the well of lost plots is from;

Derek Conklin

Sora Jade

Bakura (the spirit)

Ryou

Wind Striker

Tanto Shino (his prize for being an eliminator could enter him into the tournament.)

Marcus Jamiron (not been used in the tournament yet but will have at least one appearance before this story ends.)

Miswim (this is for surviving this duel, I have a strong impulse to kill her off.)

Joey

Thanks for reading

see you later