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.
[ he heads back over to his work space and toes some of the tools aside, stooping down to tug the cloth off to reveal something akin to this. it's not huge, but it's nothing to scoff at, and he'd spent all night working on the damn thing. it might not be nearly as polished, but he'd done his best, especially after practicing on a smaller scale with, you guessed it, a kuriboh. ]
It's a good thing you guys have some windows in FiN now. [ he's honestly not sure how the hell to move this without breaking it into a thousand pieces. ] But this is for you, Intensity, a thank you for the other day. [ among the few other things he'd helped him with. ]
[ laughs, tossing the sheet over the back of the nearest chair. ]
But I had fun making it... [ doing this is so much more involved than he could have ever imagined, but there was something therapeutic about it... not to mention it was totally worth it. ]
Huh… [ looks back at him. ] and nothing! [ all smiles. ] I had to get the tools too, but kinda… [ lets out another laugh. ] I knew I was going to need a lot, so I bought, ah, [ makes a motion over the mess he’s made on the floor. there is a shit ton of glass of all different colors. ] all of this.
But, really, Intensity, thank you… from the bottom of my heart... It’s not even just about the other day. It’s... everything. [ the nightmares. the weapons. and even being there with ( and for ) king. ]
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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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Help me get this out of here, so we can continue this conversation elsewhere, unless you'd like to ask it something, in which case go ahead.
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It's a good thing you guys have some windows in FiN now. [ he's honestly not sure how the hell to move this without breaking it into a thousand pieces. ] But this is for you, Intensity, a thank you for the other day. [ among the few other things he'd helped him with. ]
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Congratulations, Yugi.
You've finally rendered him speechless]
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I'm glad you like it.
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Did you make this by hand?
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[ laughs, tossing the sheet over the back of the nearest chair. ]
But I had fun making it... [ doing this is so much more involved than he could have ever imagined, but there was something therapeutic about it... not to mention it was totally worth it. ]
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And what?
You just -- bought a window's worth of stained glass?
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But, really, Intensity, thank you… from the bottom of my heart... It’s not even just about the other day. It’s... everything. [ the nightmares. the weapons. and even being there with ( and for ) king. ]