Heart Game: Intensity (Turn 3)

[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.

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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]

[ Comes back with this card. Pretend it says Devil's Sanctuary like god intended. Also. Imagine it's a crayon drawing. ] Here. You should take this.

[puzzlekeeper]

Oh--

[ He holds it up, blinking a few times in surprise. Devil's Sanctuary . . . ]

...

You made this?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Yeah. Mokuba only cares about drawing monster cards. [ Cuz he's five, so--- ] If you figure out where to use it, it'll help you out a lot.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ ... Holding it to his chest, just for a moment ]

I'll treasure it. I'm sure it will help when I least expect it.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ Grabs some paper and markers and brings them over ] Now you make me one. [ Greedy child that he is. ]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ ADORABLE..... ]

Is it really a gift if you demand it?

[ He takes the supplies though, immediately beginning the outline of a card. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

We'll call it an offering then.

[puzzlekeeper]

Ha! Are you the pharaoh now?

[ He draws with the hand of someone who has clearly practiced calligraphy, if not art. from the beginnings of the shape, it looks almost like an amulet of some kind. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ Maaaaaaaaybe leaning over uncomfortably close, trying to figure out what it is. Look. He is still a 10 year old boy who loves card games, okay? ]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Bops him on the nose with the marker. Punishment. ]

No peeking.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ Hey! He rubs at his nose, going a little cross-eyed. ... But fine. He pouts mightily before going back to putting his puzzle together. And is certainly not trying to peek while King is finishing the drawing. ]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He chuckles to himself as he keeps working, but before long, he ushers Intensity back over.

And hands him a card. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ I do not have the right tiny!Intensity icon for this. But this is very obviously a critical hit. How dare you, sir. ] Oh.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ King of games ]

Keep it safe for me, alright?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ Tucks the card close to his chest, but careful not to bend it. ] I've always kept this card safe for you.

[puzzlekeeper]

You have.

... And I'm very grateful for that.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ He nods at King. And ---well. He's 10. So after he is done fussing about it, he gets some scotch tape and tapes it over some of the background of the family portrait. Is there a safer place he could find for it? NO WAY! ]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ ... omg...

Stifling a laugh only BARELY. ]

It looks great.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of course it does! That's where it belongs. You find a safe place for yours, too. Okay?

[puzzlekeeper]

[ AND WHO IS THE ONE DELIVERING CRITICAL HITS NOW?? ]

Of course. I'll find somewhere perfect for it, I promise.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You better. [ And then he taps his chin as he noodles on something ] Do you want to go to the amusement park? Have you been? Mokuba and I designed it!

[puzzlekeeper]

Ah... no, I haven't. I've only heard about it.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ Grabs King's hand and starts leading him out the dorm. ] Let's go then!

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Following along easily ]

It's alright for you to leave here?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of course. Why wouldn't it be? ... [ Light bulb. ] Oh. Don't worry. I'll protect you!