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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. ]

[ Rules ] [ Rooms ] [ Results ] [ Endgame, Revivals & Winners ]

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[ help. ]

I don't know.

[ doesn't look at king. nope. just going to stare at the phone and hope it gives him some answers. ]

Whip cream and chocolate syrup should just be used on sundaes... [ AND NOT PEOPLE ]

And I don't want toys.

[ ...

He holds out his hand for the phone. ]

[ ...

...

... ]

[ hands it over, looking aside as he does so. ]

[ He taps a few times, then hands it back, all the questionable content removed from the cart.

(But that also means he saw all of it item-by-item, sorry.) ]

There. You don't have to worry about them now.

[ sobbing. ]

[ he takes it and sets it down. ]

...

Thanks.

[ embarrassedx10. ]

[ Nudging him in the side a little with his elbow. Recover, Yugi!! ]

You're welcome.

[ he ducks his head and looks down at his phone to confirm that, yep, it's all gone. he should be happy about that, but... ]

[ looks to king and gives a bit of a laugh. ] I don't think I could wield a riding crop anyway.

Not with that attitude.

[ NOT A HELPER ]

[ NOT A HELPER AT ALL ]

There's really only one way to find out.

[ He just chuckles, clearly not taking any of this seriously, and pulls himself (still pretty unsteadily) to his feet. ]

Come on. Let's go get what we need to make this place a little more comfortable.

[ just miiiight sneak a couple of things back into the cart. shhhh. ]

Sure. [ going to tap his shoulder so he's got super speed now too. ] Let's go.

[ live ur kink dreams

Super speed is extra disorienting right now, but it also means less time in the cold, so AWAY THEY GO to Peppep's dropbox ]

[ oops! he hadn't meant to make a bad situation worse. be careful, king! ]

[ as soon as they're at the drop box he quickly collects the items they bought together, including the things he'd added back in... hopefully without king noticing. ]

Ok, that looks like it's everything. Back we go?

[ There's enough blanket and pillow in the way that Yugi gets away with his kink crimes unnoticed. ]

Back we go.

[ At least the superspeed walk back is slightly less disorienting this time. He's improving! ]

[ thank fuck. he's not sure he's going to go through with it, but m- maybe. ]

It's so easy to get used to being able to move like this, huh King?

[ once they're back at their hideaway yugi makes sure to stash the stuff under one of the pillows, which he immediately flops onto. ]

[ Well. He leans against the wall for a moment after they arrive, the cold having re-ignited some of the pain in his neck and throat.

But when he's addressed, he stands up straight and offers Yugi a wan smile. ]

It's certainly easier than the first time.

[ And then he's laying out one of the blankets so that they don't end up just sitting on bare concrete, motioning for Yugi to scoot onto it. ]

[ yugi is sitting uncomfortably on his lumpy pillow, because he's trying to figure out why he'd even decided to buy these things in the first place. ]

Huh, oh, uh, yeah.

[ he buries those thoughts for now, abandoning the pillow to move onto the blanket, which he'll immediately warm for king. ]

Why don't you... lay down? And relax.

[ It's cold, he's in residual pain and shock from having his head literally blown off, and he's very preoccupied beating back any feelings he might have about the outcome of that game.

So. ]

Don't mind if I do.

[ He settles on his stomach, face buried in one of the pillows as he sighs a long sigh. Then he turns his head to watch Yugi tiredly. ]

Thank you for warming the blanket.

[ he makes his way over to king once he's flopped down onto their makeshift spread. ]

I'm no expert, but...

[ don't mind him straddling you, king, and perching himself on the small of his back. he warms his hands and reaches for his shoulders, kneading his hands into the knots that are probably hiding there. ]

Close your eyes, King.

[ He looks over his shoulder like ???????? until he realizes what Yugi is up to.

Oh.

You know what.

Good.

He drops his forehead back into the pillow, and yes, he's exactly as tight and rigid as he always looks. Muffled; ]

You don't need to be an expert when you can warm your hands like that.

[ He's a cat who's found a sunbeam on top of a heat vent. ]

[ yugi smiles at him, waiting until king has dropped his head back to the pillow to lean down and whisper, ]

Maybe not, but just imagine what these hands could do if I were one.

[ he sits back up and scoots back, sitting on the rise of his ass as his hands travel down his back. he doesn’t work any one knot for too long, but maybe that’s only because he wants to explore every inch of king he’s able to right now. ]

Anywhere in particular you want me?

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