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

[liarliarliar]

A lot then.

[rollplayinghouse]

You also have a lot of empathy. Too much, sometimes, maybe. But it's helped me out a lot, so I appreciate it.

[liarliarliar]

Don't worry Imeeji is slowly destroying my empathy and I grow more bitter by the day...

[rollplayinghouse]

[huff]

You're fine.

...Not to minimize the horrible things this place can do. I don't mean fine like that. But on the bitterness scale. You're allowed some bitterness, you don't have to be sweet all the time.

[liarliarliar]

Everyone has knives being sweet is to my benefit.

[rollplayinghouse]

To a point.

No pun intended.

[liarliarliar]

One day I will be free.

[rollplayinghouse]

And you can look after yourself in the meantime. And let people look after you.

[liarliarliar]

Twins looked after me good which is why I am not dead.

[rollplayinghouse]

I'm glad for that. You can continue to a little better than "not dead," though.

[liarliarliar]

The erosion of my sanity is much slower than it should be?

[rollplayinghouse]

...Well, let's go with that.

[liarliarliar]

Take what we can.

[rollplayinghouse]

Sometimes that's the best you can ask for, I guess.