twilight_boy | Heart Game!

Characters: Heart gamers
Location: Heart
Time: Day ??, Time ?? (Will get placed into timeline when done)
Description:

[Okay, so here's what went down. At some point, Roxas took a bad memory that dovetailed badly with some of the other stuff going on in his head. Ven felt something go really wrong and contacted Dream and the rest of you ASAP. Dream allowed an emergency heart game to take place, giving you all an additional task as a quest:

Everyone will get pens and stickers that they will write on. Each person running will have five stickers that they have to use to try to identify something in the heart. It can be used on people, objects, the air, whatever rolls for you, so, for example, "I am going to put this sticker on Roxas, because he is clearly Roxas" or "This stone must be a stone and not a representation of his deep, weighing sense of guilt".

Guesses can be whatever the character thinks the object is. There is no limit to guesses! The catch is that the sticker will shrivel up if their guess is not correct. They cannot use the sticker again if this happens. If it is correct, then it will remain on the object with no effects whatsoever upon Roxas' heart. (Halfway answers which you might run into get shriveled up but don't come off nor do they reveal the whole message of what they were supposed to be.) If they want to use another sticker on the same object . . . No deal. Likewise, people cannot guess on the same object that someone else has.]

(OOC Note: Please join #twilightheart)

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

From:

antreegonist

I could go check out that other platform. Let you up.

From:

twilight_boy

[nods] Please...

From:

antreegonist

Okay. Hang in there, though!

*squeezes his shoulder before checking out how the chains are attached to the audience platform D< do they look like they can be pried off*

From:

twilight_boy

The glass is brittle where the chains hook into it, with wisps of smoky darkness escaping through the cracks. As you approach, the darkness solidifies into a monster.

From:

antreegonist

*thinking with vague longing of the keyblade he got in Ven's heart; reaches for his sword hilt*

Hey...

From:

twilight_boy

[If Roxas was feeling better he'd totally give you a Keyblade!

The heartless doesn't seem interested in greetings, though. Just in your tasty heart.]

From:

antreegonist

*fine i'll try to stab it in its tasty lack of heart then >(*

From:

twilight_boy

[it puts up a bit of a fight, but you can handle it]

From:

antreegonist

*VICTORY

is there a way to the smoky platform other than, say, climbing over the chains*

From:

twilight_boy

[Alas, no. And something tells you you might not want to attempt that trek]

From:

antreegonist

*...tugs at a hook instead :Ta...*

From:

twilight_boy

[A spidery crack forms in the glass when you do that]

From:

antreegonist

Are you serious.

*WHAT IS...THE PATTERN OF THE PLATFORM GLASS ANYWAY whups*

From:

twilight_boy

[There doesn't seem to be one. Just a lot of blood. Also, the crack didn't seem to spread far beyond the area right around the chain. That part's brittle, but everywhere else seems rock-solid]

Edited Date: 13 Jun 2013 05:33 (UTC)

From:

antreegonist

*puts both hands on the chains themselves; what are you...*

From:

twilight_boy

[a bitter, hopeless feeling emanates from the chains. They are freezing cold, painful to the touch]

From:

antreegonist

*yanks them a bit, ignoring the cold burn on his hands D<*

Quit that!

From:

twilight_boy

[At least the cold seems to have made the chains themselves brittle...]

From:

antreegonist

*KICKS ONE OF THEM??? I AM KICKING YOUR SENSE OF HOPELESSNESS IN THE FACE AND I'M NOT SORRY*

From:

twilight_boy

[the chain offers some resistance, but under a sufficient barrage of kicks, it abruptly shatters]

From:

antreegonist

*watches the smoky platform for any reaction...*

From:

twilight_boy

[It seems much the same, but a touch of the oppressive air on the platform you're on seems to lift. You know, as much as it can, on a platform full of dead people]