Heart Game: Intensity (Turn 2)

[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

[jokesaboutrighthands]

Considering that his 'king of hell' aspect is entirely artificial, and even the 'true' part of himself runs like a robot, I don't think getting too caught up on emotions is likely to be a problem for him.

[looking around to see where any likely puzzle piece targets are headed]

[deicider]

Don't let the framework fool you.

[jokesaboutrighthands]

Oh? You think a heart beats fiercely under the cold mechanical exterior?

[joking, but also idly steering them around the room so that they are behind C and whatever he's doing]

[deicider]

I know it does. The Chief's no fool. He uses his emotions like any other resource.

[jokesaboutrighthands]

He did strike me as a pretty resourceful guy.

[as he says this he very casually reaches into his jacket and aims to shoot C in the back of the neck. the gun as a silencer on it and the dart shoots silently, and Kou's aim is excellent, though it's to say nothing for other interference. He doesn't tense or hesitate]

[neigh_sayer]

[has just tinkered with the cpu and gonna blissfully skip off to hell--

OR JUST FUKKIN FALL FACE FIRST AND TAKE A NAP]

[deicider]

[Cardigan laughs in delight and goes to loot him.]

[jokesaboutrighthands]

[cute, grins and lets him]

Why do you call him chief?

[neigh_sayer]

[JOKES ON YOU HE HAS............a fancy crystal bowl he stole


and also a cape. it does nothing but it looks cool

ALSO TWO PUZZLE PIECES APPARENTLY]

[deicider]

From "CEO". It was the first thing I ever called him; it just seemed to suit.

[Cardigan leaves C his cape and bowl and takes the pieces. They hand them to Kou.]

[jokesaboutrighthands]

[takes the pieces and fits them together, five pieces now!]

And then you picked the title 'Commander-in-Chief'?

Think that's obvious enough for him?

[deicider]

[Cardigan laughs.]

He picked the title Commander-in-Chief. But it's not like that.

[Yet.]

[jokesaboutrighthands]

Not yet?

[as if reading Card's mind, but also he's approaching the square box that holds the now awake true heart]

Morning sunshine.

[deicider]

I've always enjoyed a close relationship to my leaders.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ At least Cardigan is a calming presence ]

Hey, Commander.

[ With a wave of his hand, the glass box opens and he steps out onto the walkway ]

[deicider]

[Cardigan hops up to him.]

Morning, Chief. How are you feeling?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Like someone ran over my head with a semi.

So a Tuesday. Or is that more of a Wednesday feel?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ Just blinks stupidly up at Kou.

Fuck, this guy is like a bestie and I don't even remember his name ]

Morning, uh...?

[jokesaboutrighthands]

[takes him a moment to realize what the implied question in, then snorts]

Ah, right, never actually gave you my name, did I? Kou.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Kou. Right.

[ He knew that.

And he steps out of the glass box. ]

You need something?

[jokesaboutrighthands]

Actually, I was wondering if you need anything.

[holds up the janky bit of 5 puzzle pieces they've collected]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ Oh.

Well that's something. ]

Where did you get those?

[jokesaboutrighthands]

Around. His majesty, the king of hell wants them.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of course he does. Is there a reason you don't want to give them to him?

[jokesaboutrighthands]

Hmmm... it's not that I don't. You seem like the kind of guy that needs a hobby and taking over hell is as good as any, I guess.

But what do you wanna do?