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Heart Game: Hurricane - Run 5

[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 chairs are metal, half covered in exposed wiring and blinking lights. They've got a metric ton of hard edges, and a footrest like the kind at the dentist, and if there were restraints they'd look like something out of a sci-fi slasher flick.]

[You're sitting in one, and the rest of the room, all around you, is the sleek, futuristic white lines of what is undeniably a lab, all monitor screens and tech.]

[Intensity is here, keeping an eye on the holo-screen that reads INCOMING ATTACK: 4:00:00. The numbers are counting down.]

[There is one exit, to the NORTH.]

Incoming attack?? From who?

From the harbingers, of course.

[He pulls a wire down from the tangle over head and circles toward her.]

I was asking myself the same question.

[???]

What's a harbinger? Also hi Intensity, what's that for?

Prim, hi! Do you know what a harbinger is?

A creature intent on destroying everything in its path.

This is to get you synced with the heart.

From the harbingers.

[He pulls a wire down from the tangle above them and steps forward.]

Edited 2020-02-23 15:11 (UTC)

Yes, well. It's like...someone who announces or signals the approach of something. In this case...an attack??

Oh boy, lots of questions today! What heart? Do I have to fight them with my heart?

Intensity?

[ well that's interesting. uhhh. ]

What is that for?

So we're being attacked... by the signal of an attack.

Hurricane's heart.

And you'll fight them with your weapons. Which is why we need to prepare you.

....or just we're getting attacked in general, which is very unsettling might I add!

To get you synced with the heart.

Lean your head forward?

[ oh wait she's done this before. the heart thing. with joker. ]

Wait, whos heart am I in?

[ no hesitation to lean forward, if only because she knows how delicate people's hearts can be. ]

[Wow, all of this is a lot to somebody from a fantasy world, but at least she's a bit more used to all of this tech, now.

She doesn't like the look of the restraints, though.]

Attack?! Um... Intensity?

Hurricane's, of course.

[You feel fingers in the hair at the base of your skull, and then soft pressure and a click like cutlery on a metal pan.]

[In an instant, there's everything.]

[There's the city center and the routes through it and the danger level for expected incoming games. There's the vid feed over San Francisco, half standing, and the Tokyo-F dorms, and the rooftops, and everything beyond. There's current status and stability - damaged, but functional - and abilities (insufficient), and weapon specs.]

[There's the angle of the sun in winter, and the wind interference, and the systems diagnostics for the repairs on the room down the hall. There's audio being processed through the comms, and the programming for the interior temp controls (below recommended average), and a systems update running on twenty-three different systems simultaneously. There's 45 floating-point operations per second.]

[There's everything.]

[It's thrumming in the air and filling up your skin and clawing out the soft parts in your head to make room.]

[There's everything, and it just won't stop.]

[Right up until it does.]

[All at once, it flicks out like a light when the switch is flipped, and in its place there's just you, sitting in a metal chair again.]

[Gain +1 to all Wis rolls, permanently.]

Oh, is Hurricane here? Luckily I do have a weapon handy.

[Spins her frying pan in her hand]

It sure is! Why would anyone want to attack nice girls like us? I wonder what all this is about, Intensity seems to know.

[No restraints here - but if there were some, it would look pretty ominous.]

[As it is, it just looks hard, and professional, and sleek.]

Yes, an attack.

[He pulls down one of the wires from overhead.]

Lean forward?

[THIS ALL SEEMS BAD]

Sekhmet, you're here too, hi!

Hurricane is here. And you'll need a better weapon than that.

Now. Lean your head forward.

[Pretend that the player has had caffeine. And didn't type that.]

Is this your heart?

[She leans forward!]

Aaaaaaaaaaare you gonna put that wire in my head?

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