Heart Game: Intensity (Turn 4)

[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

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ Mutters something noncommittally and continues leading her toward the elevator. ]

[420blazeit]

[ follows along. ]

...so are you inside your own head or heart or whatever right now too? This sure is some Inception level craziness, huh?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I'm just a part of it like any other.

[ And hitting the floor for 𓁪𓍝𓅊𓁢 ]

A physical representation of his decision-making process.

[420blazeit]

[ she doesn’t have the blood and brain power to parse that while staring at the symbols, so excuse her while she doesn’t even dignify that with any sort of response. ]

[ squints. ]

Pharaoh... judgment... sun god... death god... ??? Is that what these little pictures are?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Surely you've picked up some mythology living with King.

The Pharaoh is the Living Horus.

...

But don't tell him I told you that.

[420blazeit]

...a little bit.

[ maybe. ]

So basically he's a god among men. Neat. Don't don't worry, Intensity, my lips are sealed.

Still confused about why we're going here though. I thought we were going to be getting some sorta med kit or something.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You think any part of "me" is good at healing? I only handle mechanical repairs.

[ And off they go. ]