Yvette's super fun spy simulator: Session II

[idolpro]

Objective: Convince Yvette to leave the Ideal World.
The following is ICly known:

• Unit abilities are off
• Yvette is actively trying to sabotage players
• One tactic is making interaction "pay for play," using memories, specifically those of Yvette. (max 5)
• False memories will not be accepted as Payment.
• Alternate Payment is negotiable, but will also result in forgetting what is paid (roll 1d6 with a score of 4 or higher for an accepted alternate payment)
• Use of force is highly inadvisable, and the condition for success is extremely low. Failure will result in a false memory.
• Your smartphone works, and can be used to document inconsistencies in the Ideal World.

tl;dr The more evidence you collect, the more convincing you are; memories can be used to fast track, but if they run low, you get mindfucked.
All things lost or received during the game will be reversed upon waking or within one IC day, at player’s discretion. The character does not know this ICly.

Comments

Re: Practice Room

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Plays just the left hand to see if anything happens. It seems he can read sheet music]

Re: Practice Room

[tradesecret]

Nothing bad happens, just [[ +2 dexterity ]] and the sense that it's not complete without the right hand.

Re: Practice Room

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Well, where would you have the rest of it?

Gamer logic says the other bolded text. Checks the piano bench and inside the piano]

Re: Practice Room

[tradesecret]

Inside the Piano Bench is a sheet of music staff paper. Those without musical inclinations will still be able to make a comparison to the crisp, regimented lines of printed music resting on the music stand– a clear indication that this is not how it should be written.

There’s a shaky quality to it, as though the person who had put it on paper was struggling to hold the pencil. Even the small dots of the music notes aren’t filled in consistently.

Those who can read sheet music will notice that this piece is arranged for the right hand only.

Re: Practice Room

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Well.

Lines that up next to the existing sheet music.

Time to play the full thing]

Re: Practice Room

[tradesecret]

Upon picking up the sheet music, a memory plays.

It’s been two years since she’s seen Chrysanthemum.

He’s older, his face has lost some of the cute boyish roundness she recalls, though it’s hard to differentiate the passing of time from his deteriorating condition.

And yet, his fragile body has done absolutely nothing to dull his sass.

He pretends he doesn’t remember her, nonchalantly tells her to come back later, even though she literally crossed an ocean early that morning to see him for just a few hours.

There's comfort in that familiar attitude, and she can't help the warmth in her chest as she watches him write out an arrangement as steadily as he can. He tells her his left hand is paralyzed and his vision fades in and out, she knows things will only get worse from there.

The song he plays is beautiful, but the moment is bittersweet.

No amount of hard work can reverse his condition.

Nothing she changes about herself will change his situation.

Not even the love in her heart can stop the inevitable end.

The only thing she can do is pray that his dream he has for others will live on after he has passed, and that his last days on earth may be peaceful ones.

Re: Practice Room

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

... You really are quite tragic when you think about it, Yvette.

Death isn't the end of everything, you know.

Re: Practice Room

[tradesecret]

The stadium explodes into a deafening roar, cheers and applause for a heart-pounding match that ends with King’s LP dwindling to zero. King’s knees buckle from exertion, worn out from the intensity (ha) of the duel. You’ve done it: You’ve beaten him again, the title of best at Duel Monsters is definitively yours.

Mokuba is cheering from the sidelines, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he yells out, “You did it again, Big Brother!” Man Eater, Silence, Angel and of course, Kohime, are with him, celebrating in their own ways. In your heart, you know the members of FiN as well as Talon, would have also wished you well, if they were there.

“Was there any doubt?” The announcer asks the crowd, “With this landmark victory, he’s clinched the title of Greatest Duelist of All Time!”
When King catches his breath and regains his footing, even he smiles in approval: “That was a great duel. I’ll definitely challenge you again.”
“I’ll be waiting,” you reply, “but first I’m taking a break, starting with a trip to Kaiba Land.” You extend an arm to him, and he takes it, just as you’re crowded by your loved ones into a massive group hug.

and then everything goes black