Imeeji: IC Continuations

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Previous:
Speed Dating [Day 32]
Mistletoe Game [Day 71]
Social Bingo [Day 101]

Includes:
B's Fancy Dance [Day 102]
Kissing Game [Day 124]
Mistletoe 2 [Day 187]
Objective Game [Day 223]
Tokyo-F Stamp Rally (Age Up and Age Down Event) [Day 245]

Comments

[sunflowering]

She's on Pep. Her name is Ren, though the name she goes by here most of the time is Nova. She looks a lot like me, but she has silvery-white hair, and recently she cut it short, so now it looks similar to Zero's.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ONLY IF HE GETS TO THROW YOU TO THE GROUND]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Shrugs, a little awkward]

I mean... stuff was normal when I was real little?

1/2

[puzzlekeeper]

[ . . . ]

[puzzlekeeper]

. . .

[ He slides his arm around Intensity's waist, placatingly(?) ]

Of course.

I should have realized that was an indirect insult.

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ FINE!!!

though he does land perhaps unsatisfying gracefully, hitting the ground with a roll to break his fall. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

...

How old were you when the world went to hell?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Huffs, placated(?)]

Play your next memory.

I already knew you could kick your High Priest's ass with the worst card in all of Duel Monsters.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...ten? Eleven?

Somewhere around there, anyway.

[unbr8kable]

[Hoots out a laugh, speeding up before shifting her weight and popping a smallish wheelie. Which just is blown back to a largish wheelie given their speed, and...hm, wonder if that looks as impressively dangerous as it feels.

There's only a few weightless seconds of teetering on one wheel before she shifts her weight back down with just the slightest bit of legit alarm. Either way, she gets control over the bike by the time she's definitively headed down the left fork (which, she's left handed, of course this was the only choice, hopefully it's actually going the right direction)]

1/2

[puzzlekeeper]

Careful. You just saw why Kuriboh isn't to be underestimated.

[ But fine. He sits back, hitting the "buy memory" button again. ]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ welp ]

. . .

1/3

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[For many long drawn out moments, there is only silence.

As if Intensity is trying to parse exactly what he just saw.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[And then he laughs.






And laughs and laughs and laughs and---.

In that way that only people too obsessed with children's card games can.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[His arms curl tight around King as he places a bruising kiss to the side of King's neck and murmurs against his skin:]

Hot.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ oh my GOD ]

--Intensity.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Hn?

I changed my mind. Maybe there is merit in regaining some memories.

Persephone

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued from here]

Did you know him back home as well?

[puzzlekeeper]

Of course this is the memory you like.

Re: Persephone

[forgottenmercy]

[shakes his head] We, ah, came from completely different sides of the world...and likely wouldn't have met.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Oh...

Stop being so infuriatingly HOT, Izumu. Intensity is trying to kick your ass!

Tries to catch one of his ankles and drag him back before he rolls too far away]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

What?

They thought they could hurt you and yours? Called your bluff.

I feel no remorse for those that extend themselves beyond their means without fully understanding the gravity of their choices.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ "They just broke a school festival booth" says no one in this church, because there are no sane people in this church. ]

Well, obviously. That's one thing that's never going to change.

... And he asked for it.

[asonoficeandfire]

They're dating.

1/2

[we_meet_again]

[He takes one look at the trees on the patio and his eyes skid right off them again. Hey what if he ignores these and starts walking to the park instead? That will buy him at least one and half more minutes of not having to deal with this. That seems worth it!!

So he starts leading the way across the pedestrian bridge that goes over the empty highway, connecting the patio to the park. He's trying very hard to be cool about this but the color in his face is already starting to drain, and his skin looks a little clammy.]


...


In the House—

I was alone and badly injured, trying to find medical supplies to help a unitmate. I got caught by someone who'd lost their sanity.

I fought back, but she got me on the ground and stabbed me in the chest with a spear, then pushed this... seed, into the wound.

The—

...







—The seed started growing inside me and a tree burst out of my ribs. I was paralysed and all I could do was lay there and watch as it grew branches and leaves that were edged with my blood. I died terrified and weeping and suffocating on the roots that were growing in my throat.