[ naahhhh! peace has been restored or some nonsense. he's just feeling super special awesome! and he's also really excited about what he's got for intensity. it's a thank you! for the other day!!! ]
Blue-Eyes! [ his expression brightens even more, as if that were even possible. ] Sure!
Yeah? I bet you and Blue-Eyes are really happy about that.
[ w- why a snake pit??? ]
[ their balcony looks like a school roof, complete with steel railing around the perimeter, planter boxes, and a bunch of empty cafeteria tables scattered about. ]
We didn't get our pool, but maybe next time. [ hops off and gives blue-eyes an affectionate pat on the head before heading toward the door. there's a bunch of new rooms lining the hall, one of which yugi heads toward. inside is a massive home theater that's currently playing some old godzilla movie. ] NafunAI, can you turn down the volume? Thanks. [ the ai chimes in a response and does as instructed as yugi heads to the far corner behind the seats, which is an absolute mess of tools and colored glass, a pep! blue sheet draped neatly over something. ] I really appreciate yesterday, Intensity, so I wanted to do something nice for you.
[ but murder mystery rings a bell, because he's pretty sure that's the game that wednesday had been the lone pep! in. ]
... [ he's going to shove intensity back into the hall and shut the door. ] What?! [ IT'S A HOST?!?! ] It's just in the theater, but I, uh, guess so? Oh man this is bad. [ looks back at the door. ]
No, but, uhm, all functions of the theatre are be controlled via voice commands l- like “NafunAI, play Drag me to Hell.” or “NafunAI, dim the lights." It didn't come with an formal set of instructions so much as a brief overview in the form of a single sentence.
[ just sort of stares at the door, huffing a sigh as his shoulders sink inward. ]
It kinda seems like it, though there's probably more to it than meets the eyes, especially if it's some former host. [ ffffuck. ] I haven't really asked it anything out of the ordinary. I didn't think to... [ looks back at intensity. ] Do you think it'll talk? theater functions aside.
I don't know. Maybe why the hell it's in our dorm? [ but, in all seriousness, he has no idea what the fuck to ask it. ]
Did you want to ask it something? I know we get a chance to sometimes talk to the hosts before the games, so if you hadn't gotten something out of it then, maybe now's the time.
It's a program. Not a person. Limited by what it is coded to do. So unless it's going to call a game in your living room, the chances of it being a fucking death trap are low.
You should be more concerned about if it's recording anything.
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Fine. Whatever.
I can stop off by the dorm.
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Great! Let's go!
[ almost just darts back to the dorm without him. must remember that not everybody has super speed. ]
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Snaps his fingers and there's the sound of metal wings as Blue Eyes comes over from her nearby perch on top of the Ferris wheel]
Need a ride?
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Blue-Eyes! [ his expression brightens even more, as if that were even possible. ] Sure!
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Thanks for the lift, Blue-Eyes.
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Blue Eyes, on the other hand, turns around to gently headbutt Yugi before taking off into the air again. And once they are airborne:]
You guys get a balcony yet?
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We did, yeah, among a bunch of other stuff as soon as all of those dorm requests were processed. Did you guys get anything?
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[AND A SNAKE PIT]
Seems we all agree that windowless dormitories are garbage. But it also makes this that much easier.
[As in. He's just going to park Blue Eyes on your balcony, Yugi]
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[ w- why a snake pit??? ]
[ their balcony looks like a school roof, complete with steel railing around the perimeter, planter boxes, and a bunch of empty cafeteria tables scattered about. ]
We didn't get our pool, but maybe next time. [ hops off and gives blue-eyes an affectionate pat on the head before heading toward the door. there's a bunch of new rooms lining the hall, one of which yugi heads toward. inside is a massive home theater that's currently playing some old godzilla movie. ] NafunAI, can you turn down the volume? Thanks. [ the ai chimes in a response and does as instructed as yugi heads to the far corner behind the seats, which is an absolute mess of tools and colored glass, a pep! blue sheet draped neatly over something. ] I really appreciate yesterday, Intensity, so I wanted to do something nice for you.
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I'm sorry to interrupt this tender moment, but---
Holy shit.
What did Yugi just say?]
!!!
What did you just call your AI?
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I- Intensity? [ he is suddenly kind of... alarmed? is he ok? what's going on? ]
It's, uh, NafunAI.
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Shit. This is his fault for not updating the notes with the new list of hosts. Shit shit shit.]
Right.
NafunAI.
The host that ran that ridiculous murder mystery game that got the majority of the units killed.
She's integrated in your dorm now?
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[ but murder mystery rings a bell, because he's pretty sure that's the game that wednesday had been the lone pep! in. ]
... [ he's going to shove intensity back into the hall and shut the door. ] What?! [ IT'S A HOST?!?! ] It's just in the theater, but I, uh, guess so? Oh man this is bad. [ looks back at the door. ]
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Look. Yugi. He's just as speechless as you are.]
Does she come with instructions? A manual? Anything?
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So just that.
A personal assistant AI.
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It kinda seems like it, though there's probably more to it than meets the eyes, especially if it's some former host. [ ffffuck. ] I haven't really asked it anything out of the ordinary. I didn't think to... [ looks back at intensity. ] Do you think it'll talk? theater functions aside.
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...
[Looks back at Yugi]
What would you ask it?
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Did you want to ask it something? I know we get a chance to sometimes talk to the hosts before the games, so if you hadn't gotten something out of it then, maybe now's the time.
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I didn't need this today of all days. [ rip, his good mood. ]
[ opens the door and marches inside. ] If it wants to do something, then let it do something. [ he's giving intensity this gift if it kills him. ]
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It's a program. Not a person. Limited by what it is coded to do. So unless it's going to call a game in your living room, the chances of it being a fucking death trap are low.
You should be more concerned about if it's recording anything.
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