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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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You... really thought everyone hated you, huh.
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That's just this game, but. I think it's-- I mean, it's not hard to see how basing things on "units" rather than "individuals" can lead to skewed perceptions.
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It's hard not to base things on "units" in games where the decision is unit-wide.
. . . things like Mukuro's stupid tournament were easier.
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That's my point, though... the decision isn't unit-wide. All sensitIV agreed on was the method of choice, and I'm honestly surprised that didn't result in every single person voting for a different unit. Was HSS so unanimous by comparison...?
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[BUT]
That's not what I meant. We couldn't make the choice to protect only one or two people on the unit, could we? It was the entire unit or none of the unit. So if someone hated even one person on the other unit and didn't know anyone else on it. . . then naturally, they wouldn't want to protect that unit.
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[shuts it again with a click]
[and then rakes his fingers through his bangs, tugging against them in frustration]
. . . whatever.
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[regarding Anubis with quiet curiosity]
. . . you're strange.
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[no, he knows, and he continues after a brief pause]
You're so. . . not optimistic, I guess. But you. . . [GESTURES???] Believe in good things?
[that's vague]
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Well... yeah? Otherwise I'd be miserable all the time.
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[that's called desensitization, and that's bad]
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. . . frustrated. Angry. Irritated. Annoyed. Exasperated.
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[he's not wrong]
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I think... it's hard to recognize the good things that already exist around you with that perspective. That's how it can feel to me, at least.
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[he's still not wrong]
I don't think there's such a thing as "good things" in hell.
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[notably not addressing the first few]
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raises his eyebrows.]
And the others?
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. . . I think we're getting a little off track.
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