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Heart Game: Intensity (Turn 2)
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.
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.

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How are you? This place must be odd for you.
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[she fusses with a puzzle piece in her pocket for a moment]
Do you want an honest answer...?
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I feel like there isn't a place for me here.
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His True Heart is here, with—everyone. Man Eater is guarding it. I...
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But I can see why you'd feel hurt.
Do keep in mind it's likely that his King of Hell persona is likely an exaggeration representing what he thinks he has to become.
I bet you're somewhere in this heart though. Without a doubt. You're precious to him.
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"Are you disappointed? How did I not see that one coming?"
He's said that to me in real life, too. That I'm always disappointed in him, that nothing he does is good enough. That I want things from him he can't provide.
None of that is true, and I keep telling him that, but...
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...Thanks.
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[She glances around the lively FiN common room again, though.]
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Although I'm probably in a playpen somewhere.
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