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Entry tags:
- !games,
- amakura tomoe,
- jacob cross,
- ruler | kotomine shirou,
- shima renzou,
- yuizaki hiyono,
- ♪ amamiya ren,
- ♪ ariel rendell,
- ♪ arisato minato,
- ♪ bakura ryou,
- ♪ dazai osamu,
- ♪ fukuzawa yukichi,
- ♪ gracious skylark,
- ♪ inoue ryuuko,
- ♪ itsuki shu,
- ♪ jusis albarea,
- ♪ lucien amritas,
- ♪ lyon,
- ♪ meritptah,
- ♪ midoriya izuku,
- ♪ momota kaito,
- ♪ mutou yugi,
- ♪ noah,
- ♪ ogata hyakunosuke,
- ♪ okumura haru,
- ♪ ozymandias,
- ♪ pitohui,
- ♪ ran nagisa,
- ♪ shinkai kanata,
- ♪ simon keyes,
- ♪ suou tatsuya,
- ♪ todoroki shouto,
- ♪ tsukinaga leo,
- ♪ yami bakura,
- ♪ yasuda sayo,
- ♭ akechi goro,
- ♭ ardashir ibn ahmadi,
- ♭ ascensuri cataracta,
- ♭ atem,
- ♭ dantalion,
- ♭ furudo erika,
- ♭ kaiba seto,
- ♭ lumen sufficiens,
- ♭ nakahara chuuya,
- ♭ niounomiya izumu,
- ♭ tateyama ayano,
- ♭ tenshuoin eichi,
- ♭ wadanohara,
- ♮ ouma kokichi,
- ♯ angra mainyu,
- ♯ damian wayne,
- ♯ echo of ♯ noise,
- ♯ eugeo,
- ♯ harukawa maki,
- ♯ kano shuuya,
- ♯ konno yuuki,
- ♯ leonardo watch,
- ♯ maruyama aya,
- ♯ miya atsumu,
- ♯ miya osamu,
- ♯ ojiro sniper,
- ♯ sakazaki yuuya,
- ♯ sorrowful blade,
- ♯ will graham,
- 𝄳 dusk the miserable,
- 𝄳 kida masaomi,
- 𝄳 kija,
- 𝄳 kurosu jun,
- 𝄳 marceline,
- 𝄳 yona
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Who: Exael and the Unlucky Contestants
Where: The Game Tower
When: 86, Evening
[ Between one step and the next the walls (or streets, or open air) around you changes. The sight before you is a room inside the game tower, a new pressure at your neck. Reaching up or looking at the people around you reveals it to be a collar, titanium with a small green blinking light set in the center. ]
[ the screen flickers on, on your cellphone. It's a half-second, blink and you miss it— Exael, chewing on a nail, looking uncharacteristically nervous— then the moment's gone and she waves both hands and smiles for the camera. ]
"Ladies, gentlemen, honored guests! Units of all stripes and sizes! I come offering you a game and a few familiar words, rearranged for the occasion!"
Her carnival barker demeanor shifts for a moment as she lowers her head to say: ] "Glory to the highest, and on earth peace—" [ her head snaps up, her pigtails bouncing with it, and she's grinning again, all pomp and energy ] "even if we're not getting much down here! So let's kick up a ruckus, put on a show, and see how much good goodwill alone can manage! If you wish to save your fellows, now is the time speak!"
[ The rules appear on your phones. ]
Where: The Game Tower
When: 86, Evening
[ Between one step and the next the walls (or streets, or open air) around you changes. The sight before you is a room inside the game tower, a new pressure at your neck. Reaching up or looking at the people around you reveals it to be a collar, titanium with a small green blinking light set in the center. ]
[ the screen flickers on, on your cellphone. It's a half-second, blink and you miss it— Exael, chewing on a nail, looking uncharacteristically nervous— then the moment's gone and she waves both hands and smiles for the camera. ]
"Ladies, gentlemen, honored guests! Units of all stripes and sizes! I come offering you a game and a few familiar words, rearranged for the occasion!"
Her carnival barker demeanor shifts for a moment as she lowers her head to say: ] "Glory to the highest, and on earth peace—" [ her head snaps up, her pigtails bouncing with it, and she's grinning again, all pomp and energy ] "even if we're not getting much down here! So let's kick up a ruckus, put on a show, and see how much good goodwill alone can manage! If you wish to save your fellows, now is the time speak!"
[ The rules appear on your phones. ]
[ Rules ] [ Rooms ] [ Results ] [ Endgame, Revivals & Winners ]
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[She's not so much jealous as wistful: what would it be like, to matter to someone like that? It must be nice, Wednesday thinks--anywhere but here, it must be...]
I'm sure he must be worrying about you, too... I mean, don't see him if you don't want to. But I'm certain you wouldn't be putting him out.
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[Is she blushing as she wipes at her eyes? Perhaps a little.]
I shouldn't keep you, Hiryuu. I, um... well, I hope you feel better soon. I know there's probably not a lot I can do to help, but if you do think of anything...?
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...
If you wouldn't mind, maybe you could stop by my unit and see how they all were? Things were a little tense for us. It would be good for them to have someone who cares come by to check on them.
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[It seems a reckless thing to want, suddenly--
[She wants it anyway. Wants it more than anything. She can't turn her back to everyone else simply because it would be easier if there was nobody else to worry about but herself: if she herself were the only person here to worry about, Wednesday thinks she'd just stay in bed.]
You've been very kind yourself, Hiryuu. Thank you.