Heart Game: Intensity (Turn 1)

[idolpro]

In the beginning, there is nothing but darkness and silence. A sleep that gives no rest but one out of necessity in order to keep functioning. Behind closed eyelids, the numbers of a clock tick down - one painstaking second at a time.

TIME UNTIL REBOOT:


And then you wake up.

As you shift to a standing position, you feel something sharp and pointed press against your side. Digging into the nearest pocket, you will find two small puzzle pieces. And from their odd shape, it looks like they would fit into a 3D spherical puzzle. Odd. You've never seen them before, but you do get a sense that these are a currency of some sort. Spend them wisely!

Game start.

Comments

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ You do not hear her arrival, but it is very obvious that someone is standing behind you now. ]

Yes? You wished to speak with me?

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

[Turns around!!]

Ah! Yes, hello Miss. Thank you for coming.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of course. [ She twirls a lock of hair around her finger as he leans in to inspect Mori, smiling. ] Ah, yes. The support. Well, he hasn't remember everything yet so it's not quite as polished as it could be.

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

[Pretty girl leaning in oh no ////////]

What do you mean? This isn't complete?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ She laughs. Oh no, Mori is cute! ] Is any person ever complete? The worst transgression in this place would be to stand still, you know. Considering who he is.

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

I know he hates that... That's why I'm concerned if he can't leave this box.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

He will when the system reboots. But these things take time. I know it's--- [ And she pauses as she looks for the right word. What is the right word in this use case. ] Scary. But this is perfectly normal for him.

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

. . .

If he can open this box, and leave, then, I don't think I need to interfere. A lot of things that are perfectly normal for Intensity-san are highly concerning, but even if he's reckless I know that he's strong and capable.

I'm sorry, I never introduced myself, I'm Mori. What is your name miss?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You can call me Blue Eyes. It's cute, isn't it?

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

[Looks at her

Looks at the dragon icon on the screen.]

...Oh. Oh, I get it! Y-Yes, it's, cute, it's nice to meet you Blue Eyes-san.

[inspiteful]

[ He's peering at this new arrival because his occult bullshit senses sure went off. ]

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

Do you know who this is?

[inspiteful]

No but this is absolutely a spirit of some kind. Or at least something occult.

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

You can tell that? So, wait, is she real? Not a heart construct??

[inspiteful]

I wasn't expecting to be able to tell here, but it turns out I can.

...I don't know enough about Intensity to say for certain, but whether or not she's a construct of this heart, she's at least something Intensity might consider 'supernatural', I think.

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

So he elected someone supernatural as his tech support? Interesting. She must be important to him.

[inspiteful]

Speaking of which, should I be worried about ghosts with you.

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

...............What?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ She pings as dead. And also a soul. And also a fusion - intricately wound into this soul. And also not human. Whew. There's a lot to unpack here. ]

[inspiteful]

[ Hm.

Intensity are u okay, ]

Uhm, hi?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ You just answered your own question. ]

[ She waggles a finger at him, smiling ] Ah. You can see, can't you?

[inspiteful]

It's a somewhat unfortunate theme of my life, it seems.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Then shall I forgo this human form?

[inspiteful]

Only if you'd like to, miss.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ She smiles. Sweetly.

And then suddenly there is no longer a girl there, but a living breathing silver dragon. Scales made of flesh instead of metal this time around. ]

Both forms are mine.

I have no preference for one or the other.