idolpro | Kino's Heart Game

✿ Characters remember that they were called to Honmachi Sakura Park, and can infer that they’re currently exploring someone’s heart.
✿ Characters’ phones seem to have disappeared. Huh!
✿ All characters are brought down to regular human strength and abilities, though they can still appear as they normally do with corruptions, etc.
✿ Unless otherwise noted, characters currently in the heart are not exploring together and cannot see/interact with one another.

Your character is alone in a pure white room... truly, nothing more than a white void that expands seemingly eternally. The only thing to break that vast whiteness is a single pedestal ahead of them, whichever direction that may be - assuming, of course, such a place even had directions to begin with. The pedestal is nothing particularly remarkable, being made of some sort of simple brown wood, and laying closed atop it is a sturdy satchel and a weapon.

The weapon is, notably, a single weapon from 1955 or earlier that suits their preferred fighting style, complete with any holster or sheath needed to carry it comfortably.

A singing voice could be heard.

It was a crimson world.

Deep red flowers covered the surface of the ground as far as the eye could see.

There was nothing, except for the expanse of blue sky.

No one could be seen on the prairie.

Even so, the singing voice flowed through the space of crimson and blue.

It was a song which was slow yet lively.

The song continued in joy and melancholy.

I’ll give you some flowers
Some lovely, colorful flowers.
So that you might be happy.
So that you might smile.

Finally, the song ended with a beautiful, extended, high-pitched note.

Soon after the song had ended, a voice could be heard calling out,

“Encore!”

“I’d love to hear one or two more songs, or…”

“Or what?” asked the voice which had been singing.

“Or you could pick me up,” the first voice replied.

“Ahaha. I understand, then just one more――”

The singing voice was heard once more throughout the crimson prairie.

There was the sound of a film roll coming to an end. And so, your character finds themself in a field of red flowers. In the distance, someone can be heard singing...

It seems your character is no longer an audience member, but a part of the story itself. They may act as they wish.

Before your character stretches a long dirt road. On either side are large screens with images projected on them like a theater, yet large enough to display altogether different scenes as though they were simply part of the scenery, should one stray from the path. Though there are a multitude of screens in different sizes or shapes, your character can quickly realize there are three scenes on display:

1. A rural country, with a line of statues of important officials and a large wooden ramp built along the otherwise straight road, as though to allow a person to drive right over them.

2. A country traveling on giant treads, leaving deep gashes in the earth behind it as it crawls, ever forward to an unknown destination.

3. A peaceful country where everyone seems to be enjoying a strangely red dish...

In fact, upon closer examination, the panes aren’t just screens - they’re doorways, allowing the character to walk inside. However, when doing so, the other two panes flicker and go dark. Whichever path is chosen, the others will become closed off.

[...well, this is ominous.]

[He will move over to grab the satchel though, see what's inside, and a staff. Which really probably could be just mistake for a walking stick or something.]

Inside of the satchel is a thick but otherwise nondescript book with a sturdy leather binding. Even if he searches the other pockets, he'll find that book is the only thing currently kept inside it.

[Huh.]

[He will open the book. Journal or information, let's see!]

Upon opening the book, they’ll find that the very first page is fully colored, portraying a field full of red flowers. In the field, a youth in their mid-teens lays next to a fallen motorcycle. Actually - is it just a picture, or...

No - they’re the one in the field, aren’t they?

[Oh]

[He knows these red flowers.]

[Another one of these spaces for Kino?]

[He will get up and look for the source of the singing.]

[The singing continues, only interrupted by a boyish voice:]

Looks like there's company.

[At which point the singing trails off and Kino sits up, eyes on Rufous.]

Oh... It's another traveler.

[They pick themself up off the ground, patting the flower petals from their long brown coat.]

...you don't recognize me?

If you're traveling, that makes you a traveler. Even if you're just starting out.

Kino, that might be a big simplification... wait, more importantly, are you just going to leave me on the ground?!

...I guess you're right. Okay, hold on.

[Please hold while they stand up the talking motorcycle.]

I suppose. I wasn't aware I was traveling just yet.

[He does look over at Hermes and will get closer to take a look.]

I mean more did you forget me?

I know who you are, Rufous.

As for traveling... if you're just starting out, should I give you some advice?

Are you sure you want advice from Kino? Most of the time they're just making it up as they go along-

[Hermes quiets when Kino kicks him.]

Just checking. Its important to remember people.

...I guess so.

When it comes to traveling, the two important things are probably...

"Make sure you see everything you want to before you have to go," and "When you want to continue, turn the page."

That's how you normally progress through a good story, isn't it?

Exactly.

[He looks down at the journal.]

...ah. So its like that. [Magical story time.]

And this place is your story?

There are portions about me. But you're the one who will be traveling, so isn't it your story, too?

[There is a pause, as he considers.]

I'll remember the events. So they live on with me even if they somehow come to an end, right?

...You could do that.

Do you have any other questions?

I'm not planning on ending anything. I just...

Like when you remember someone. Sort of thing.

Is this another one of those places I need to wake you up or a feelings talk or...?

[They pause to consider that.]

...I'm not sure. I think... whatever you decide to do, it's probably enough.

That's so vague.

[Turning to Hermes.]

It can't be helped. Life doesn't have clear answers all the time, you know.

...this place is so weird.

Do you want me to explore?

Hm? Not really...

Or, more specifically, I don't really "want" you to do anything in particular. You can do whatever you feel like.

Even if its getting into your...history? Business?

Kino's Heart Game - Session 2

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