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:

twilight_boy

"It's still kind of a mess over there."

[Description reference: You can’t make out the details from your vantage point, but both seem to have been the sites of a bloodbath. Mangled bodies lie sprawled across the glass. On the platform to the left, a scaffold has been erected overlooking the carnage.]

From:

brotagonist

You want to come with me and take a look at it?

From:

twilight_boy

"I'm not really sure I can exist over there. But I can try."

From:

brotagonist

Why wouldn't you be able to exist?

From:

twilight_boy

"It's not my part of the- is story the word for it?"

From:

brotagonist

I don't know if "story" is a good word for inside your heart.

From:

twilight_boy

[shaking his head] I don't know what a good word is, for any of it.

From:

brotagonist

So what do you do in here?

From:

twilight_boy

"When this place was created, umm... not much. Till Mithos got here, anyway. Then we cleaned things up a bit. Talking to him helped."

From:

brotagonist

What was it created for?

From:

twilight_boy

"After the last really bad game... For dealing with it, only I wasn't really dealing."

From:

brotagonist

[nods at the pile and marker; is there anything on the marker?]

So now you're trying to build something...

From:

twilight_boy

"It didn't seem right, with everyone just lying out there like that." [the names of the people who died in Mira's game are written all over the frame, and toward the center 'It's not forever.']

From:

brotagonist

[oh 8(]

...let's go look at the other side, anyway. If you can't get there, maybe we can figure out a way to help you do it... someone should take care of them, too.

[heading over slowly]

From:

twilight_boy

[walking with him, a determined look on his face. He seems to hit an invisible barrier about midway over the bridge, though Lloyd can keep walking just fine.] "There's another version of me up there. I can see him now. Maybe that's why..."

From:

brotagonist

...wait here for me?

From:

twilight_boy

[Roxas nods] Sorry.

From:

brotagonist

Don't apologize... I have an idea.

[going to the other side now!]

From:

twilight_boy

As you get closer, you can identify the bodies. Lightning, Viridian, Ginger and Kakashi lie sprawled on the glass, looking like they’ve been crushed to death. You can also see a blood-spattered pocket watch in the same pile. Off to the side, you can see Ven’s body. There are no apparent injuries, but he’s just as dead as the rest of them.

There is a single figure up on the scaffold. It’s Roxas, dressed in a blood-spattered Emerald uniform from Beauty’s realm. His arms have been bound behind his back, and a noose made of chains loops around his neck. His eyes are closed, but unlike everyone else here, you can see that he’s breathing.

Jagged chains pierce the glass on the side of the platform, hooking into it like burrs. The chains lead off into the distance, toward what looks like another platform - one choked by a smoke-like darkness.