Pretty Pretty Princess: Redux

[enterstageleft]

Who: Those Who Play Games
Where: The Game Tower
When: Day 300

[ Today you step out of the elevators and into the game room to find yourselves in an airy Grand Ballroom. Maybe, if you've been here long enough--you might recognize this room?

At the front of the room is a buffet table featuring finger sandwiches, petit fours, and savory pastries as well as a variety of small desserts complemented by bottoms-up turned teacups and steaming hot kettles set up for self-serve. From nowhere to be seen comes the sound of instruments playing. Up above, tethered to the ceiling, are what appear to be long curtains. …

The small, square tables feature place cards that as of yet are mysteriously empty, but other than that--there is nothing on the table. Those who have walked in and might prefer to walk out again will find they are mysteriously barred from exiting…. ]


Tables || Sign Ups || Game Rules || Items & Effects || Turn In & Winning Criteria || FAQ || Talk to the Host

Comments

[puzzlekeeper]

[ King is walking in looking completely normal (and back down to one wing + prosthetic) ]

. . . Someone ate a gameboard?

[ What does Duelist's Honor say about eating the gameboard? It's probably bad? ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Probably. But can a person who tore a Blue Eyes in half really say anything?]

Yes.

And they had the crown, too.

Completely unnecessary.

[puzzlekeeper]

Crown?

[ Board game . . . crown . . . ]

Wait--

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Yes, that game with the crown and the---

[Still wiping his cheeks]

Make-up.

No party fouls in our room outside of destruction of property. And Hurricane probably having 10 million feels about someone else kissing Nemesis.



[Hurriedly added:]

Not it.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ The cycle of tensing and then relaxing is very quick on this one.

One eyebrow shoots up. ]

Are you worried I'd be jealous?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Laughs out loud. Like that's the funniest thing he ever heard]

Of course not.

You don't get jealous.

[puzzlekeeper]

Hmmm . . . I probably could, though, under the right circumstances.

Something tells me you'd enjoy that.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Oh. Now that reminds me---

[And he attempts to hook a finger through King's belt loop and pull him closer]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Easily pulled, but also, you could just ask him to come closer like a normal person!! ]

Reminds you . . . what, exactly?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Never]

I had an interesting chat with the Emperor about paladins.

[puzzlekeeper]

. . . I don't know who that is or what that means.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[And Intensity pats his cheek and continues as if those small details don't even matter.

Because they don't.]

He said---

Laying down your life for others is the most M thing that a person can do. And to think I never connected those dots before now. But it all fits perfectly. Like a puzzle.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ HE'S GOING TO FUCKING DUMP YOU ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[And then taps his nose]

It seems you disagree.

[puzzlekeeper]

I think your information is flawed.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Earlier I might have believed you. But your request after your least favorite host's game states otherwise.

To think I was appealing to the wrong side of you this entire time.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ oh my god

FUMBLES TO COVER HIS MOUTH AND SHUSH HIM!! ]

Shh!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[King is 100% successful at shutting him up.

However that look in his eyes is clearly stating "Point: Intensity."

Look. He doesn't one-up King very often. He has to tabulate his meager points when he can.]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Sometimes King enjoys it when Intensity one-ups him. This is not one of those times!! ]

Maybe I'll just go and let you continue enjoying yourself here.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Bristles and pushes King back.]

Don't make threats you don't intend to keep.

[puzzlekeeper]

Going to do something about it?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

What do you want? For me to beg for your company.

[puzzlekeeper]

. . .

[ Sighs ]

I'm trying to antagonize you for a good challenge, but not like this. Come here.

[ Crooks a finger at him ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Still fluffed out like a porcupine. But also--- incredibly whipped by his rival so.

Stomps (unnecessarily) one step forward and leans down with a huff.]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ And yet King still has to stand on his toes a bit to brush a kiss just beneath Intensity's left eye. ]