Heart Game: Hurricane - Run 2

[idolpro]

[At first, all is still; all is silent.]

[The only light is the light from your phone, where a checklist has taken over the screen. It reads:]

___ Make a change
___ Repair something
___ Protect something
___ Find the True Heart
___ Survive

[Then the light comes up, bright, and then brighter, and you are in…]

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The Hangar

[offontherightfoot]

[The hangar is gigantic; overhead, a high ceiling set with unfinished beams stretches up for what feels like miles. The walls are sleek and metal, inset with screws, and the area is alive with mechanics and engineers – with prep teams and a medical crew, standing by just in case.]

[A gaggle of techs in white lab coats stand clustered around a holo-display scrolling endless data.]

[Laid out in their docks, compact metal suits are on display for repairs. They are sleek and brightly painted, designed for show and function both; here is one of red and black, bulky and sturdy; here is one in sea glass green and brushed chrome, streamlined and minimal. A balding man in glasses and a lab coat stands near the green suit, taking notes on a holo-screen projected in the air nearby.]

[There are quite a few suits, altogether; workers buzz around them, poking into the exposed wires, already hard at work to mend dents and gashes in the metal.]

[One suit in particular catches your eye.]

[There are exits to the WEST and OUT THROUGH THE HANGAR DOORS.]

Re: The Hangar

[iamverybadass]

[ He stops in the doorway for just a few seconds to take in the layout and contents of the room, eyeing everything and everyone curiously. He takes a few steps towards the suit that stands out to him, glancing around at the workers busy with the other suits ]

Are these the munitions Intensity spoke about?

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[offontherightfoot]

Ah, Talon. We've been expecting you.

Yes, yes, this is what R&D's been working on.

Re: The Hangar

[iamverybadass]

Have you...

[ Well, that's a little reassuring. ]

Can you give me a rundown of what the suits are capable of?

Re: The Hangar

[neigh_sayer]

[waves from behind a holo-display]

Re: The Hangar

[iamverybadass]

[ Makes a face!! ]

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[neigh_sayer]

[woah this is

also a lot]

I had noooo idea Hurricane's world and head was so sci-fi.

Re: The Hangar

[offontherightfoot]

[It is extremely sci fi]

[The techs are bustling about; they don't seem to have taken notice of him yet]

Re: The Hangar

[neigh_sayer]

[he's gonna sliiiide over to a cluster of lab coats to see what's going on in the holo display--any info there he needs to catch]

Re: The Hangar

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

His world is pretty high tech. Are we getting suits?

Re: The Hangar

[neigh_sayer]

I dunno if I could even move in that thing. . .but it'd suit you, right? No pun intended. Is it like a strength enhancer?

Re: The Hangar

[puzzlers]

[ as soon as he reaches the room he stops to marvel at it, because it sure is something else. he smiles and steps inside, taking a look around, though he can't help but start to wander toward the suit that catches his eye. ]

[ he's not sure what it is about it, but he finds himself oddly drawn to it. s- sorry king. sorry k. now he's wandering off a bit. ]

Re: The Hangar

[offontherightfoot]

[The suit is person-sized, sturdy and slim, painted in gleaming black and silver. When the light catches the lines of it, it shimmers like an expensive sports car. The staff on the workbench beside it is graceful and elegant, the interlocking metal plates nearly a work of art.]

[The hologram display hovering in the air nearby shows a turnaround of the schematics, underneath a header that reads CODENAME: SILENT MAGICIAN.]

Re: The Hangar

[puzzlers]

[ he's going to avoid climbing in. though he got a bit excited to get up close and personal with the suit he does want to catch up with king and k and see what they're going to make of all of this. ]

[ the name, however, does catch his eye. ] Silent Magician, huh. Sounds perfect. [ he chuckles. ]

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[irregular]

[Okay what the Hell.

[Yugi has nothing to worry about from K, he's well and truly distracted himself and is also browsing the rows of suits.]

Are those mobile suits?

[This is a very particular kind of candy store, isn't it?]

Re: The Hangar

[offontherightfoot]

[This dude in a lab coat and glasses apparently overheard]

Power suits, if you will. They're at a smaller scale.

Re: The Hangar

[irregular]

Huh.

[He goes to place a hand on the most eyecatching one.]

So this is what you guys fight with?

Re: The Hangar

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Yeah, so, when he imagined an "armory" in the traditional sense, it was.... not this.

He just gapes around for a moment. ]

Whoa...

Re: The Hangar

[offontherightfoot]

[it is A Lot]

[sorry for the sci fi aesthetic, ancient Egyptian dude]

Re: The Hangar

[puzzlekeeper]

[ IT'S SO MUCH!!!

After rubbernecking for a while, his eyes finally land on the One Particular Suit.

Does that count as a "weapon"? Approaching it... ]

Re: The Hangar

[puzzlers]

[ once he's in his suit and holding his staff he's going to come round looking for king instead of shouting at him over the communicator. ]

Re: The Hangar

[puzzlekeeper]

Nice suit.

Re: The Hangar

[offontherightfoot]

[Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, you hear it: a voice over the intercom, tinny and distant:]

Countdown complete in one hour. Brace for incoming.

[Out through the open hangar doors, the sky has begun to change, darkening and growing thick with clouds. Today, there is no silver lining; instead, the clouds are rimmed with the slightest hint of red, like blood in water.]

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[irregular]

[Better get a move on, then.]

Re: The Hangar

[offontherightfoot]

[Where to?]