"Phew. I think that's all of them. You can only open one picture a day, alright? Two if you're having a rough day. But we should see each other again long before you run out."
"I know you trust me, I know that I am important, of course I know all of these things! But maybe it felt like you did not trust me to trust myself. I have pride, too, you know!"
[ The darkness returns for you. But not the silence. ]
When someone says "jump" don't answer with "how high?"
Okay, I won’t. What do I answer with?
What do you see? . . . probably those bodyparts . . . Good. And why do you think everyone looks so upset? They look upset . . . because they're upset . . . Why, Angel? Because they don't like pain? And? And . . . because their body parts are in a box? And? And it wasn't fun . . . ? No. It probably wasn't fun.
What happened? ...A lot of things happened. Did they hurt you? . . . they tried to. So you fought back. With the knife. Lace and Little Red . . . both. Good.
You should believe in me. I'm going to take over this place and change it into whatever I see fit. Oh! Okay! Yaaaay, Intensity as the new ruler! And if they try to get rid of you, I'll get rid of them first! And this is why you're my favorite.
Is that okay even if I can’t understand my feelings? Or have done terrible things?
Feelings are a fucking nuisance. And the only person who decides if you can live with the things you've done, terrible or not, is yourself. You don't have to answer to anyone.
Why did you have to die?! You're the nicest person I know, and you're always working really hard, and why can't more people try to protect you, too, I can't seem to do it, but you're helping me even now after all that you've gone through so at least people should leave you alone, it's not faaaair!!
Sorry that I was gone for so long. It is okay, I am not unhappy! I knew you would come back.
Is there anything else you would like me to do? Stay with me. Of course.
Why is she hiding in the bathroom? I told her that I loved her and then she ran away... Is that how that's supposed to go? I do not know. Little Red tried to torture and kill me a couple times, that’s all the experience I got. Okay. I know for a fact that's not nor--- Okay. That's beside the point. I thought she--- Wasn't like that.
...Intensity would never replace me. Right?
There's no one across all the dimensions that could replace you. You're mine, you know. And no one else will ever get a say in that.
Of course, I know. Of course, I know . . . but I still . . .
Then let me prove it to you anyway. Do you want to go home?
I don't mean ... you don't have to prove it.
You act like being overly dramatic isn't something I enjoy.
Intensityyyyy...I won’t let anyone try to take you awayyy... Of course you wouldn't. Don't think so little of yourself.
[[ Powers:
Krystal Avatar: You are under the protection of Intensity's true heart. You may call upon him from anywhere in the Heart. ]]
"Ohhhhhhh. Does it embarrass you that I like being with you? Seek you out when I'm upset? Come find you when I'm worried? That I like to fall asleep and wake up next to you? That I like the look of my ring on your finger, so everyone always knows you're mine?
"
You think this is winning? Don't get ahead of yourself.
Oh? If you're going to claim that, then you'd better share your criteria for winning. Otherwise I'll just assume you're full of shit.
The criteria for winning is for the other person to admit defeat. Obviously. And I don't fold just because I've been backed into a corner. That just means my victory will be that much sweeter.
What a terrible criteria. Neither one of us is going to fold.
I believe you owe me one no-holds barred duel, Your Excellency. Fine! If it's a fight to the death you want, then that's what you'll get.
You're dead. You know that, right? ... Yes. I'm well aware. You shouldn't be. Intensity... I lived three thousand years before you were even born. Like that fucking matters.
Would she catch us if we fell? If I want her to. I'll leave the decision in your hands, then. You're so certain that I'm going to save you! I'm testing a theory!
You say we're equals and you're right. But that means I'm walking that road too, right next to you. I'm right here.
If you die again, I'll never forgive you.
Promise? No. I'm not going to promise. You'll not become my obligation. And I'll not be another one of your responsibilities.
You've always been my only rival. And you always will be. That alone is worthiness. Because no one can surpass you, or even compare. You're too smart, too cunning, too stubborn. You always meet me with your all. I can never let my guard down. And I'm better for it.
You're so certain I won't kill both of us. You'd never take the easy way out.
[[Powers:
Kisara's Last Wish - We Will Not Lose to the Darkness: In areas of the heart that are dark or cold, you will be unaffected. ]]
----
[ Neither the darkness nor the silence return for you. ]
Nothing will keep me from you ever again. Not time. Not distance. Not dimensions. Not death.
So gather your flock of endless friends. Take as many under your wing as you like. Because when you inevitably sacrifice yourself piece by piece for people not worthy of you, and they cry and wring their hands at their own loss and helplessness---
I will pick up the pieces. I will find you. And set your wings so you can fly free again.
Every. single. time.
There is no where that you can run from me.
I will never give up. I will never lay down. Because someone needs to stand toe-to-toe with you until the end, and even after that -- so you don't lose your edge when it really matters. So you don't end up getting too comfortable on that throne.
And I'm the only person who gets to do that. Because we've been thrown together as rivals in multiple dimensions for a reason. Because you're mine.
And when you try to close up and hide from me, I'm not going to let you. I'll chase you down every time, and I'll be standing there whether you like it or not, because there's nowhere you can go to escape me, either. That would be too easy, and we're not here for easy.
"You actually care about me. If I started saying something, if I gave even the slightest hint I needed to talk, you'd listen. So when you need to talk, I wanna help too. Also the 4am visit was funny and that has a lot of value."
It's rude how everyone wants to interrupts your sleep.
The first is Silver as he ruffles your hair on his way to the gym. Gotta get up early and train. The national championship isn't going to win itself, you know. As he's very cautious about not being too loud. You barely even wake up for it.
The second is Gold on his way to do prep work for his store. He never really stopped being a workaholic even when he did leave volleyball as just a past time. He brings you breakfast in bed and a kiss on the cheek and you try to pull him into bed like you do every morning, but off he goes.
The last is C - a tornado of noise and energy and color as confetti or streamers or something goes off as he talks excitedly at you. You don't quite remember what he says but it has something to do with a combini, your "adopted stray", and carbonated beverages. And it sounds safer than his last endeavor, so you send him off with words of confidence and a yawn.
And last (and most certainly least) is the buzzing of a phone that you haven't picked up in ages. Yet it incessantly buzzes in the furthest back corner of the dresser, prompting you to drag your protesting body yet again to fetch it. The lock screen is a picture of AlcheME! The background of the twins and tinies. And one unread message.
CEO: I need you to stop by today.
How long has it been since you heard from your boss? Months? Years?
Regardless, you shove your phone into yours jeans pockets and head toward the door and---
You wake up again.
[[ Powers:
B Who You Wanna B: B will return his canon powers to be able to shapeshift into anyone he wants - looks, sounds, smells, the works. Like his canon powers, pain brings him out of the transformation. Unlike his canon powers, you are free from snake-y influence.
Maiden of White: Can summon Blue Eyes to his side at any time. ]]
[ The darkness returns for you. But not the silence. ]
You forgot your speech. Really, do none of you know how to perform your own Live?
I felt like this was more of an intimate moment, but if you want everyone to watch me hand your ass to you, next time I'll prepare a gripping monologue just for you.
Oh please. Shame on you if you kick my ass once. But shame on me if you kick my ass twice.
Gyahahaha! Don't tell me you're deluded enough that you think you could take me in a fair fight.
Nothing wrong with second place in a competition like this, Intensity. Though if you think of it like every member of our unit outranking you, that actually puts you in seventh place, doesn't it? Gyahahaha! Check your math! You're only 1/6th of fucking first place! Well, 1/6 still ranks above 2, doesn't it? Shut up! And CHALLENGE FUCKING ACCEPTED! I'll show all of you! What are you gonna do, take someone on a date so bad they swear off romance forever? I still owe you a coffee date, don't I? —A nice coffee date, asshole!
Man☆Eater: whew you been keeping up with this trainwreck? Man☆Eater: crazy times we live in
CEO: Whoever you are. CEO: You're under my contacts list as 'sensei'. CEO: So you're either going to have to identify yourself or I'm just going to default to my normal bullshit.
Man☆Eater: what really??? Man☆Eater: wtf you're adorable Man☆Eater: ok let's play a guessing game to jog your memory Man☆Eater: hint 1: i'm very cute Man☆Eater: hint 2: my unitmate was decapitated yesterday
CEO: God. CEO: Is that you?
Oh really? Have you hidden any bodies that I don't know about? If I told you that, it wouldn't be much of a secret anymore. What? That isn't a fifth date topic. How many dates do I need to unlock that achievement? Hidden achievement. You'll just have to keep going out with me until you find out.
[Motions him to come closer]
. . . [ moves closer. absolutely 100% casually. ]
[Leans down to press his lips against Man Eater. A very short (but not necessarily sweet) kiss]
[ between the shock of that and everything else that happened, for once his brain doesn't work fast enough to properly to respond to the kiss. when Intensity pulls back, before he can put the brakes on and stop himself, just the first word of a question spills out: ] ... You—?
You're welcome.
What do you want?! To remind you that I won't let you walk away from me. Or leave you behind. Gyaha—hahaha! You won't, huh? Maybe I should "remind" you why you'd be better off if you did. You can try. And fail. [ . . . ] Cute, sensei. Is that it? Of course not. That's your warning shot.
Where the fuck are you going?! —With you. I want to go home with you.
Bold choice of meeting spot for the number one person you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley. I like to live dangerously. Or so I'm told. So. Shall we continue? If you've got something to say, then say it. What are your expectations? So I can properly not live up to them. What does that have to do with anything? Unintentional is not my style. I prefer to be much more deliberate about things. ... Well, I don't do expectations.
What are your expectations? That you don't expect me to change. I don't want you to change.
You really don't get it at all—! Fine. Fine. Fucking explain it to me! It's love. Obviously. That’s not... You can’t—- This is a fucking rating grab for fuck’s sake! A fucking game! Hey Izu-chan~ If this is a game. Then by the rules, whoever wins has the stronger feelings, right? Ah—! Izumu Niounomiya. You've been charged with the crime of stealing my heart. How do you plead? Guilty. And I'd do it again!
[[ Powers:
Krystal Avatar: You are under the protection of Intensity's true heart. You may call upon him from anywhere in the Heart. ]]
"I feel bad that I've hurt you more than other people because of that. You're right that it's happened a lot. I realized I regretted killing you after I did it. I realized that I wanted to be with you after I broke things off. I realized I wanted to trust and work with you after I ran off to do things on my own."
[ An image flashes in your mind - like the mirage of a desert oasis.
You're sitting on the ledge of a tall skyscraper with Intensity, peering down to the seemingly endless stories below.]
It's the moment you realize you're two steps ahead of your opponent and they haven't caught on yet. The moment you take your own life in your hands and flip death off, knowing you're doing something reckless but also knowing that you're going to walk away from it laughing with your head held high. The moment you turn the tables on someone and the look of surprise on their face. The moment all the puzzles pieces fit after all the blood, sweat and tears you put into what others claimed impossible. That's what it means to fucking feel alive.
Well, feeling like a person is something like that. It's doing something because you want to, and no other reason. Weighing risks and then putting your money on what you believe in, no matter how impossible it seems or what anyone else thinks. Having someone look at you, and knowing they're seeing something that's a reflection of your efforts. Feeling like you have a connection with someone that wouldn't happen between anyone else.
[ There is a long comfortable silence that stretches on between you for many moments. And then---
You both jump. ]
Parties and Assignment. This agreement (the "Agreement") is made and entered into as of the xx day of the month of xxx, 20xx (the "Effective Date") by and between ___Intensity___ (henceforth referred to as "The King of Hell") and ___Scarlet Artemis Blade Morning☆Glory Night☆Shade___ (henceforth referred to as the "demon minion"). The contract is in regards to professional freelance services to be performed on/for the following project(s):
Prince of Vengeance
Personal bodyguard to the King of Hell
Bringing baked goods to potluck business functions
In consideration of the mutual covenants made herein, the parties agree as follows:
Compensation. The "demon minion" will be granted dominion over the influence of Vengeance. This includes (1) the Devil's Right Hand - the ability to summon the King of Hell for aid without recourse and (2) the strength of her attacks being directly proportional to the amount of anger she is currently feeling. Ability (2) is colloquially known as "The Secret is I'm Always Angry," but R&D determined this attack name too long to be shouted during battle.
Termination. Any betrayal, perceived or otherwise, of the "demon minion" against the "King of Hell" will result in one hearing on behalf of the "demon minion." Should the hearing be failed, all powers and identity will be stripped of the "demon minion" immediately and s/he/they shall become one of Damned until their recycle date to be re-placed within the Production.
"As bizarre as it is, this place actually seems borderline utopian. ... There's food and shelter and the death is all fake. Don't be me wrong, I'm not happy about it. But as torture goes it seems pretty... quaint."
Parties and Assignment. This agreement (the "Agreement") is made and entered into as of the xx day of the month of xxx, 20xx (the "Effective Date") by and between ___Intensity___ (henceforth referred to as "The King of Hell") and ___A Fox in Hound's Clothing___ (henceforth referred to as the "demon minion"). The contract is in regards to professional freelance services to be performed on/for the following project(s):
Military leadership
Being the person who's seen some shit
In consideration of the mutual covenants made herein, the parties agree as follows:
Compensation. The "demon minion" will be granted the ability of military preparedness, meaning said "demon minion" can open a portal to hammerspace and pull a weapon of their choosing from the Hell Armory. Please note that due to budget cuts, all guns only have 6 bullets. And the armory can only be accessed ever half hour [[ ooc: which is 10 comments ]].
Termination. Any betrayal, perceived or otherwise, of the "demon minion" against the "King of Hell" will result in one hearing on behalf of the "demon minion." Should the hearing be failed, all powers and identity will be stripped of the "demon minion" immediately and s/he/they shall become one of Damned until their recycle date to be re-placed within the Production.
"They have to be! If I s-stop caring, then-- then how do I know I won't just go numb to everything?! It'd be so easy a-and I don't want... I won't give anyone that satisfaction!"
You kick your feet as you sit on the edge of a rooftop, chomping down an ice cream cone and watching the people below wander about their mundane everyday life. Maybe you should drop the desert. At least that would be interesting!
Dramatically, you flop back onto the roof and watch the clouds float by overhead. 48 hours. Just 48 hours to kill and then Silver will be back and that prank on the neighbor will trigger and your special-order items will arrive in the mail. Ugh. Why couldn't it just come faster???
Distractedly, you pull out your phone and thumb through the messages:
Silver: (Let's be real it's a hot pic of him showing off his abs as he's out for the week doing some intense training with the team.)
Gold: I'm going grocery shopping later today. What do you want?
B: I don't want to know and I'm not going to ask.
Same old. Same old.
But oh! One unread message pops up on the screen.
CEO: Come out of retirement for 24 hours. I need your council on something.
How long has it been since you heard from the King of Hell himself? Months? Years?
Regardless, you shove your phone into yours jeans pockets and get to your feet and---
You wake up again.
[[ Powers:
The Influence of a Retired God: You can recruit one (1) NPC in the Heart to be your minion. Choose wisely.
"You know, I explained what a bash was to you, but I left out the more important parts— Your bash' is where you belong, where the people you spend the rest of your life with care for you and push you to thrive at whatever you want to do. When I remember it, it's the best of all possible feelings, and you make it real for me again."
Parties and Assignment. This agreement (the "Agreement") is made and entered into as of the xx day of the month of xxx, 20xx (the "Effective Date") by and between ___Intensity___ (henceforth referred to as "The King of Hell") and ___Cardigan___ (henceforth referred to as the "demon minion"). The contract is in regards to professional freelance services to be performed on/for the following project(s):
Commander-in-Chief of Hell
Personal body building coach
In charge of organizing bash social events
In consideration of the mutual covenants made herein, the parties agree as follows:
Compensation. The "demon minion" will be granted the ability (1) Shadow Step - line-of-sight phasing to walk to "teleport" to another space instantly and (2) Shadow Servant - the ability to summon one clone doll to assist the "demon minion". Unlike Doppleganger, it's really like having a clone of yourself. Now you can argue with yourself in stereo.
Termination. Any betrayal, perceived or otherwise, of the "demon minion" against the "King of Hell" will result in one hearing on behalf of the "demon minion." Should the hearing be failed, all powers and identity will be stripped of the "demon minion" immediately and s/he/they shall become one of Damned until their recycle date to be re-placed within the Production.
Parties and Assignment. This agreement (the "Agreement") is made and entered into as of the xx day of the month of xxx, 20xx (the "Effective Date") by and between ___Intensity___ (henceforth referred to as "The King of Hell") and ___Shen___ (henceforth referred to as the "demon minion"). The contract is in regards to professional freelance services to be performed on/for the following project(s):
Investigation of defectors and betrayers
Providing counsel for delicate negotiation matters
Deciding the cafeteria menu every Tuesday
In consideration of the mutual covenants made herein, the parties agree as follows:
Compensation. The "demon minion" will be granted the ability of Insight, which will allow them to (1) intrinsically recall the layout of the dominion of Hell and (2) determine when a person is lying. The map of the dominion is to be downloaded into the "demon minion" brain upon signing of contract.
Termination. Any betrayal, perceived or otherwise, of the "demon minion" against the "King of Hell" will result in one hearing on behalf of the "demon minion." Should the hearing be failed, all powers and identity will be stripped of the "demon minion" immediately and s/he/they shall become one of Damned until their recycle date to be re-placed within the Production.
"I... I don't know what I am anymore. I thought I was a hero, like back home, but I can't even protect the people I care about. I know it's harder here, because all of the games are designed with a set of fuck you rules, but still.
And if I can hurt myself, then how can I trust myself, ..? I feel off for the first time in... forever, ..."
Parties and Assignment. This agreement (the "Agreement") is made and entered into as of the xx day of the month of xxx, 20xx (the "Effective Date") by and between ___Intensity___ (henceforth referred to as "The King of Hell") and ___D.Va___ (henceforth referred to as the "demon minion"). The contract is in regards to professional freelance services to be performed on/for the following project(s):
Dominion over the realm of death
Executing negotiations and reparations for idols that deviate from the production
The King of Hell's personal chauffeur
In consideration of the mutual covenants made herein, the parties agree as follows:
Compensation. The "demon minion" will be granted the following abilities:
What doesn't (or does) kill you...: Injury and death makes you stronger. Each time you take physical damage, you will become faster and physically stronger. At half HP, a replica of your Heart Weapon will be made available for you to use. Mental damage - you're on your own.
I can do the job better: You will have the ability to sense the location of as well as talk to the dead and dying.
Termination. Any betrayal, perceived or otherwise, of the "demon minion" against the "King of Hell" will result in one hearing on behalf of the "demon minion." Should the hearing be failed, all powers and identity will be stripped of the "demon minion" immediately and s/he/they shall become one of Damned until their recycle date to be re-placed within the Production.
"This unit is my family, or, as close to a family as I have. I'm not going to stop trying to protect everyone when I can, but when the person I respect the most out of everyone here says I don't have to bother, even if it's brief, in the moment, how do you think that makes me feel?"
The flames dance in the palm of your left hand, completely under your control. Completely mastered. The destruction limited to an area as precise as when you wield your ice.
Behind you, Mori gives a whoop of joy and claps you on the back. The fire doesn't even falter. Hardcore grunts something under his breath, but also seems vaguely impressed by the progress you've made.
Finally. Finally.
Still chattering praises, Mori gathers the three of you as you head away from the training room and back to the rest of the class. There is talk of studying and new missions, which you pay half a mind to as you watch Yuki bound down the hallway - apparently on a quest of her own. A couple other cats greet you as you walk.
As you head back, a notification lights up your phone and you fall back a few steps to answer it. Strange. Who would be texting you at this time? "Family dinner" -- it says. With a starting time in a few hours. From the silver geometric logo in the notification, you know just what family this is.
Oh. You better hurry, or you're going to be late. You rush by your classmates with a mumbled excuse as you head for your room, pulling it open and---
You wake up again.
[[ Powers:
Heaven-Piercing Ice Wall: Ice manipulation. Well-controlled and precise.
Wall of Flames: A burst of flames that covers a large area. Due to his inexperience with fire, roll a 1d2 when you use this ability. If it's a 1, it works as Duality intends. Otherwise, Heart Runner's pick. Ping me when that happens. ]]
"And...I don't get why some of them insist on acting as if every relationship is equally important to them, when it's clear they have priorities themselves. Or I do, I guess, but that's a good way to drive a person insane."
Family was always a loaded term for you. Even after moving to AlcheME!, you had reservations about the word.
But friends. Kindred. Travelling buddies.
Those were things you had in abundance now.
You set down the bag of herbs that Shrike brought you yesterday - fresh from the garden she tends. And the letter she brought to you from Amaranth and Persephone. It seems the two of them could never stand still for long as they were currently on some mission or another probably halfway across the world.
Or maybe Persephone just wanted to see another exotic library. That was also plausible.
You tack it to a cork board amidst dozens of pictures from your time at Imeeji Productions. A group photo of B and C here. Silence balancing Jyanta on your head there.
And you can't help but smile. Maybe you should look into some of those portal magics and see if you can---
The phone underneath the picture wall buzzes with a text notification, startling you. What? You hadn't used the things in months. Maybe over a year now. Who could be---?
CEO: Step into my office.
As informative as ever. With a sigh, you turn the phone this way and that, marvelling how it was even able to turn on, let alone get a signal from Hell.
But whatever.
If Intensity wants you to come, then at least he should provide some sort of transportation. You head toward the exit of your room, heading back to the tavern on the port and---
You wake up again.
[[ Powers:
Socialize - Insight Check: Roll a 1d10. You can gain extra insight regarding an NPC's motives depending on how high you roll versus their ability to lie/conceal.
Occult - Occult Sense: You will hear wind chimes when supernatural bullshit is happening.
Occult - Messenger: You can summon a small pandemic dragon to pass messages to both PCs and NPCs alike. ]]
Hang-glider tucked carefully under your arm, you make a beeline for the entryway of the house. Modifications. Check. Perfect weather. Check. A probably unhealthy addiction to adrenaline rushes. Also check!
Before you can reach the door, however, someone taps you on the shoulder. You turn in greeting only to find a piece of toast practically slammed down your throat.
Mehniel huffs, pouting as they viciously start applying jam to another slice of bread.
"Running off without breakfast. Hurricane please!"
Nemesis, trying desperately not to laugh, plucks the newly jammed toast from Mehniel's hands when they're done.
"Orders from up high. What can you do?" She says with a shrug as she stuffs breakfast into her own mouth (at least of her own will).
Requiem picks up the jar of red remaining jam (that is to be her breakfast after all) and turns to look at you with a sly smile.
"Hey, you were going to invite the rest of us, too? Right?"
Stuttering an affirmative through the bread, you sheepishly run a hand through your hair. Of course, they were invited. You were just excited, that's all.
All three seem apparently appeased by your response, so you turn back to the door, reaching for it and---
You wake up again.
[[ Powers:
Mech Suit: Grants increased speed, strength and the ability to levitate (beware if you use it for flying, though, there be real dragons). Close-range combat weapons included. Caveat is that being from Heaven, you can't interact with any Hell technology or items while being in the suit. ]]
". . . It's embarrassing to admit, but the last is simply a matter of growing pains. That isn't a struggle that anyone can take away from me, not without crippling my capability of growing in that direction. So, declining that, and removing the first two, since Intensity-sama is already a person who I've entrusted my burden with - already a person who understands "me" -
So, in the end, it boils down to a lack of trust in permanence. Not just that others will leave me, but . . .
. . . in the end, it is inevitable that "I" will leave. Rather, in some way, there will be a separation. Still, developing as a person with this knowledge in mind - surprisingly, I'm against it!"
The tiniest hint of a smile graces your features as you stare down at the sight below you.
Hiroto, dead. By your hand. A flurry of sakura petals half burying him in the muck and mire. It would look majestic if not for the horrible monster that lay half-buried in the mud.
Rubbing at your eyes for a moment, you wipe your blade free of blood on the nearby grass and sheathe it back in its hiding space. You feel so many things, but yet you look as calm and composed as ever as you straighten to your full height, glancing around you.
The sky opens up and rain begins to fall. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. A pleasant soothing rain. As if the world itself was breathing a sigh of relief at the events that just transpired. It seems it will do the work of expression your emotions for you.
The whispers of ghosts that can finally be put to rest reach your ears though can no longer see them.
With one last look, you pull your parasol from your hip, opening it above you with a elegant snap to fend off the storm. As you do so, something buzzes from within the folds of your cloak. Fetching out the item, you stare at your old phone from the production - old and weathered. And surprisingly functional after all this time.
This is one (1) unread message.
CEO: Congratulations.
Somehow you are not surprised.
Turning on your heel, you walk away from the corpse without a second glance and---
You wake up again.
[[ Powers:
Occult Bullshit: The ability to see/talk/interact with all things dead and supernatural. You'll see sakura petals at the edge of your vision when this happens.
Performance: Roll a 1d10. You have the ability to charm people in the Heart to do your bidding. Will last for the entire Heart Game.
Midnight Caste: You get a third power because this is extremely niche and will be only applicable in one room in the Heart. Can accept the strongest feelings of the deceased and touch someone who caused the deceased to suffer, transferring that pain back to the one that caused it. Fuck. yes. ]]
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Player Characters
Mokuba
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Rivalry: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Heaven
Blue Eyes
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ | ♦ ♦
Rivalry: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Blue Eyes
Angel
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: True Heart
When someone says "jump" don't answer with "how high?"
. . . probably those bodyparts . . .
Good. And why do you think everyone looks so upset?
They look upset . . . because they're upset . . .
Why, Angel?
Because they don't like pain?
And?
And . . . because their body parts are in a box?
And?
And it wasn't fun . . . ?
No. It probably wasn't fun.
What happened?
...A lot of things happened.
Did they hurt you?
. . . they tried to.
So you fought back.
With the knife. Lace and Little Red . . . both.
Good.
Oh! Okay! Yaaaay, Intensity as the new ruler! And if they try to get rid of you, I'll get rid of them first!
And this is why you're my favorite.
Is that okay even if I can’t understand my feelings? Or have done terrible things?
Sorry that I was gone for so long.
It is okay, I am not unhappy! I knew you would come back.
Is there anything else you would like me to do?
Stay with me.
Of course.
I told her that I loved her and then she ran away...
Is that how that's supposed to go?
I do not know. Little Red tried to torture and kill me a couple times, that’s all the experience I got.
Okay. I know for a fact that's not nor--- Okay. That's beside the point. I thought she--- Wasn't like that.
Of course you wouldn't. Don't think so little of yourself.
[[ Powers:
Krystal Avatar: You are under the protection of Intensity's true heart. You may call upon him from anywhere in the Heart. ]]
King
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ | ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Uneasiness: ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Blue Eyes
You think this is winning? Don't get ahead of yourself.
Fine! If it's a fight to the death you want, then that's what you'll get.
You're dead. You know that, right?
... Yes. I'm well aware.
You shouldn't be.
Intensity... I lived three thousand years before you were even born.
Like that fucking matters.
If I want her to.
I'll leave the decision in your hands, then.
You're so certain that I'm going to save you!
I'm testing a theory!
If you die again, I'll never forgive you.
Promise? No. I'm not going to promise. You'll not become my obligation. And I'll not be another one of your responsibilities.
You'd never take the easy way out.
[[Powers:
Kisara's Last Wish - We Will Not Lose to the Darkness: In areas of the heart that are dark or cold, you will be unaffected. ]]
----
Nothing will keep me from you ever again. Not time. Not distance. Not dimensions. Not death.
So gather your flock of endless friends. Take as many under your wing as you like. Because when you inevitably sacrifice yourself piece by piece for people not worthy of you, and they cry and wring their hands at their own loss and helplessness---
I will pick up the pieces. I will find you. And set your wings so you can fly free again.
Every. single. time.
There is no where that you can run from me.
And I'm the only person who gets to do that. Because we've been thrown together as rivals in multiple dimensions for a reason. Because you're mine.
And when you try to close up and hide from me, I'm not going to let you. I'll chase you down every time, and I'll be standing there whether you like it or not, because there's nowhere you can go to escape me, either. That would be too easy, and we're not here for easy.
B
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Rivalry: ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Heaven
It's rude how everyone wants to interrupts your sleep.
The first is Silver as he ruffles your hair on his way to the gym. Gotta get up early and train. The national championship isn't going to win itself, you know. As he's very cautious about not being too loud. You barely even wake up for it.
The second is Gold on his way to do prep work for his store. He never really stopped being a workaholic even when he did leave volleyball as just a past time. He brings you breakfast in bed and a kiss on the cheek and you try to pull him into bed like you do every morning, but off he goes.
The last is C - a tornado of noise and energy and color as confetti or streamers or something goes off as he talks excitedly at you. You don't quite remember what he says but it has something to do with a combini, your "adopted stray", and carbonated beverages. And it sounds safer than his last endeavor, so you send him off with words of confidence and a yawn.
And last (and most certainly least) is the buzzing of a phone that you haven't picked up in ages. Yet it incessantly buzzes in the furthest back corner of the dresser, prompting you to drag your protesting body yet again to fetch it. The lock screen is a picture of AlcheME! The background of the twins and tinies. And one unread message.
CEO: I need you to stop by today.
How long has it been since you heard from your boss? Months? Years?
Regardless, you shove your phone into yours jeans pockets and head toward the door and---
You wake up again.
[[ Powers:
B Who You Wanna B: B will return his canon powers to be able to shapeshift into anyone he wants - looks, sounds, smells, the works. Like his canon powers, pain brings him out of the transformation. Unlike his canon powers, you are free from snake-y influence.
Maiden of White: Can summon Blue Eyes to his side at any time. ]]
Kohime
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Kaiba
Izumu
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: True Heart
You forgot your speech. Really, do none of you know how to perform your own Live?
Nothing wrong with second place in a competition like this, Intensity. Though if you think of it like every member of our unit outranking you, that actually puts you in seventh place, doesn't it? Gyahahaha!
Check your math! You're only 1/6th of fucking first place!
Well, 1/6 still ranks above 2, doesn't it?
Shut up! And CHALLENGE FUCKING ACCEPTED! I'll show all of you!
What are you gonna do, take someone on a date so bad they swear off romance forever?
I still owe you a coffee date, don't I?
—A nice coffee date, asshole!
Man☆Eater: crazy times we live in
CEO: You're under my contacts list as 'sensei'.
CEO: So you're either going to have to identify yourself or I'm just going to default to my normal bullshit.
Man☆Eater: wtf you're adorable
Man☆Eater: ok let's play a guessing game to jog your memory
Man☆Eater: hint 1: i'm very cute
Man☆Eater: hint 2: my unitmate was decapitated yesterday
CEO: Is that you?
Oh really? Have you hidden any bodies that I don't know about?
If I told you that, it wouldn't be much of a secret anymore.
What? That isn't a fifth date topic. How many dates do I need to unlock that achievement?
Hidden achievement. You'll just have to keep going out with me until you find out.
[Motions him to come closer]
What do you want?!
To remind you that I won't let you walk away from me. Or leave you behind.
Gyaha—hahaha! You won't, huh? Maybe I should "remind" you why you'd be better off if you did.
You can try. And fail.
[ . . . ]
Cute, sensei. Is that it?
Of course not. That's your warning shot.
Where the fuck are you going?!
—With you. I want to go home with you.
Bold choice of meeting spot for the number one person you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley.
I like to live dangerously. Or so I'm told. So. Shall we continue?
If you've got something to say, then say it.
What are your expectations? So I can properly not live up to them.
What does that have to do with anything?
Unintentional is not my style. I prefer to be much more deliberate about things.
... Well, I don't do expectations.
What are your expectations?
That you don't expect me to change.
I don't want you to change.
Fine. Fine. Fucking explain it to me!
It's love. Obviously.
That’s not... You can’t—- This is a fucking rating grab for fuck’s sake! A fucking game!
Hey Izu-chan~ If this is a game. Then by the rules, whoever wins has the stronger feelings, right?
Ah—!
Izumu Niounomiya. You've been charged with the crime of stealing my heart. How do you plead?
Guilty. And I'd do it again!
[[ Powers:
Krystal Avatar: You are under the protection of Intensity's true heart. You may call upon him from anywhere in the Heart. ]]
Glory
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Hell
You're sitting on the ledge of a tall skyscraper with Intensity, peering down to the seemingly endless stories below.]
It's the moment you realize you're two steps ahead of your opponent and they haven't caught on yet. The moment you take your own life in your hands and flip death off, knowing you're doing something reckless but also knowing that you're going to walk away from it laughing with your head held high. The moment you turn the tables on someone and the look of surprise on their face. The moment all the puzzles pieces fit after all the blood, sweat and tears you put into what others claimed impossible. That's what it means to fucking feel alive.
Well, feeling like a person is something like that. It's doing something because you want to, and no other reason. Weighing risks and then putting your money on what you believe in, no matter how impossible it seems or what anyone else thinks. Having someone look at you, and knowing they're seeing something that's a reflection of your efforts. Feeling like you have a connection with someone that wouldn't happen between anyone else.
You both jump. ]
Parties and Assignment. This agreement (the "Agreement") is made and entered into as of the xx day of the month of xxx, 20xx (the "Effective Date") by and between ___Intensity___ (henceforth referred to as "The King of Hell") and ___Scarlet Artemis Blade Morning☆Glory Night☆Shade___ (henceforth referred to as the "demon minion"). The contract is in regards to professional freelance services to be performed on/for the following project(s):
In consideration of the mutual covenants made herein, the parties agree as follows:
Compensation.
The "demon minion" will be granted dominion over the influence of Vengeance. This includes (1) the Devil's Right Hand - the ability to summon the King of Hell for aid without recourse and (2) the strength of her attacks being directly proportional to the amount of anger she is currently feeling. Ability (2) is colloquially known as "The Secret is I'm Always Angry," but R&D determined this attack name too long to be shouted during battle.
Termination. Any betrayal, perceived or otherwise, of the "demon minion" against the "King of Hell" will result in one hearing on behalf of the "demon minion." Should the hearing be failed, all powers and identity will be stripped of the "demon minion" immediately and s/he/they shall become one of Damned until their recycle date to be re-placed within the Production.
A fox in hound's clothing
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Hell
Parties and Assignment. This agreement (the "Agreement") is made and entered into as of the xx day of the month of xxx, 20xx (the "Effective Date") by and between ___Intensity___ (henceforth referred to as "The King of Hell") and ___A Fox in Hound's Clothing___ (henceforth referred to as the "demon minion"). The contract is in regards to professional freelance services to be performed on/for the following project(s):
In consideration of the mutual covenants made herein, the parties agree as follows:
Compensation.
The "demon minion" will be granted the ability of military preparedness, meaning said "demon minion" can open a portal to hammerspace and pull a weapon of their choosing from the Hell Armory. Please note that due to budget cuts, all guns only have 6 bullets. And the armory can only be accessed ever half hour [[ ooc: which is 10 comments ]].
Termination. Any betrayal, perceived or otherwise, of the "demon minion" against the "King of Hell" will result in one hearing on behalf of the "demon minion." Should the hearing be failed, all powers and identity will be stripped of the "demon minion" immediately and s/he/they shall become one of Damned until their recycle date to be re-placed within the Production.
Amaranth
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Hell
Anubis
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
C
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Heaven
Bored.
Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored.
You kick your feet as you sit on the edge of a rooftop, chomping down an ice cream cone and watching the people below wander about their mundane everyday life. Maybe you should drop the desert. At least that would be interesting!
Dramatically, you flop back onto the roof and watch the clouds float by overhead. 48 hours. Just 48 hours to kill and then Silver will be back and that prank on the neighbor will trigger and your special-order items will arrive in the mail. Ugh. Why couldn't it just come faster???
Distractedly, you pull out your phone and thumb through the messages:
Silver: (Let's be real it's a hot pic of him showing off his abs as he's out for the week doing some intense training with the team.)
Gold: I'm going grocery shopping later today. What do you want?
B: I don't want to know and I'm not going to ask.
Same old. Same old.
But oh! One unread message pops up on the screen.
CEO: Come out of retirement for 24 hours. I need your council on something.
How long has it been since you heard from the King of Hell himself? Months? Years?
Regardless, you shove your phone into yours jeans pockets and get to your feet and---
You wake up again.
[[ Powers:
The Influence of a Retired God: You can recruit one (1) NPC in the Heart to be your minion. Choose wisely.
A CAPE!!!: It does nothing special. ]]
Cardigan
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Hell
Parties and Assignment. This agreement (the "Agreement") is made and entered into as of the xx day of the month of xxx, 20xx (the "Effective Date") by and between ___Intensity___ (henceforth referred to as "The King of Hell") and ___Cardigan___ (henceforth referred to as the "demon minion"). The contract is in regards to professional freelance services to be performed on/for the following project(s):
In consideration of the mutual covenants made herein, the parties agree as follows:
Compensation.
The "demon minion" will be granted the ability (1) Shadow Step - line-of-sight phasing to walk to "teleport" to another space instantly and (2) Shadow Servant - the ability to summon one clone doll to assist the "demon minion". Unlike Doppleganger, it's really like having a clone of yourself. Now you can argue with yourself in stereo.
Termination. Any betrayal, perceived or otherwise, of the "demon minion" against the "King of Hell" will result in one hearing on behalf of the "demon minion." Should the hearing be failed, all powers and identity will be stripped of the "demon minion" immediately and s/he/they shall become one of Damned until their recycle date to be re-placed within the Production.
Cobalt
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Hell
Parties and Assignment. This agreement (the "Agreement") is made and entered into as of the xx day of the month of xxx, 20xx (the "Effective Date") by and between ___Intensity___ (henceforth referred to as "The King of Hell") and ___Shen___ (henceforth referred to as the "demon minion"). The contract is in regards to professional freelance services to be performed on/for the following project(s):
In consideration of the mutual covenants made herein, the parties agree as follows:
Compensation.
The "demon minion" will be granted the ability of Insight, which will allow them to (1) intrinsically recall the layout of the dominion of Hell and (2) determine when a person is lying. The map of the dominion is to be downloaded into the "demon minion" brain upon signing of contract.
Termination. Any betrayal, perceived or otherwise, of the "demon minion" against the "King of Hell" will result in one hearing on behalf of the "demon minion." Should the hearing be failed, all powers and identity will be stripped of the "demon minion" immediately and s/he/they shall become one of Damned until their recycle date to be re-placed within the Production.
D.Va
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Hell
Parties and Assignment. This agreement (the "Agreement") is made and entered into as of the xx day of the month of xxx, 20xx (the "Effective Date") by and between ___Intensity___ (henceforth referred to as "The King of Hell") and ___D.Va___ (henceforth referred to as the "demon minion"). The contract is in regards to professional freelance services to be performed on/for the following project(s):
In consideration of the mutual covenants made herein, the parties agree as follows:
Compensation.
The "demon minion" will be granted the following abilities:
Termination. Any betrayal, perceived or otherwise, of the "demon minion" against the "King of Hell" will result in one hearing on behalf of the "demon minion." Should the hearing be failed, all powers and identity will be stripped of the "demon minion" immediately and s/he/they shall become one of Damned until their recycle date to be re-placed within the Production.
Duality
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Heaven
Perfection.
The flames dance in the palm of your left hand, completely under your control. Completely mastered. The destruction limited to an area as precise as when you wield your ice.
Behind you, Mori gives a whoop of joy and claps you on the back. The fire doesn't even falter. Hardcore grunts something under his breath, but also seems vaguely impressed by the progress you've made.
Finally. Finally.
Still chattering praises, Mori gathers the three of you as you head away from the training room and back to the rest of the class. There is talk of studying and new missions, which you pay half a mind to as you watch Yuki bound down the hallway - apparently on a quest of her own. A couple other cats greet you as you walk.
As you head back, a notification lights up your phone and you fall back a few steps to answer it. Strange. Who would be texting you at this time? "Family dinner" -- it says. With a starting time in a few hours. From the silver geometric logo in the notification, you know just what family this is.
Oh. You better hurry, or you're going to be late. You rush by your classmates with a mumbled excuse as you head for your room, pulling it open and---
You wake up again.
[[ Powers:
Heaven-Piercing Ice Wall: Ice manipulation. Well-controlled and precise.
Wall of Flames: A burst of flames that covers a large area. Due to his inexperience with fire, roll a 1d2 when you use this ability. If it's a 1, it works as Duality intends. Otherwise, Heart Runner's pick. Ping me when that happens. ]]
Eclipse
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Heaven
Family was always a loaded term for you. Even after moving to AlcheME!, you had reservations about the word.
But friends. Kindred. Travelling buddies.
Those were things you had in abundance now.
You set down the bag of herbs that Shrike brought you yesterday - fresh from the garden she tends. And the letter she brought to you from Amaranth and Persephone. It seems the two of them could never stand still for long as they were currently on some mission or another probably halfway across the world.
Or maybe Persephone just wanted to see another exotic library. That was also plausible.
You tack it to a cork board amidst dozens of pictures from your time at Imeeji Productions. A group photo of B and C here. Silence balancing Jyanta on your head there.
And you can't help but smile. Maybe you should look into some of those portal magics and see if you can---
The phone underneath the picture wall buzzes with a text notification, startling you. What? You hadn't used the things in months. Maybe over a year now. Who could be---?
CEO: Step into my office.
As informative as ever. With a sigh, you turn the phone this way and that, marvelling how it was even able to turn on, let alone get a signal from Hell.
But whatever.
If Intensity wants you to come, then at least he should provide some sort of transportation. You head toward the exit of your room, heading back to the tavern on the port and---
You wake up again.
[[ Powers:
Socialize - Insight Check: Roll a 1d10. You can gain extra insight regarding an NPC's motives depending on how high you roll versus their ability to lie/conceal.
Occult - Occult Sense: You will hear wind chimes when supernatural bullshit is happening.
Occult - Messenger: You can summon a small pandemic dragon to pass messages to both PCs and NPCs alike. ]]
Gadget
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Hurricane
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Heaven
Hang-glider tucked carefully under your arm, you make a beeline for the entryway of the house. Modifications. Check. Perfect weather. Check. A probably unhealthy addiction to adrenaline rushes. Also check!
Before you can reach the door, however, someone taps you on the shoulder. You turn in greeting only to find a piece of toast practically slammed down your throat.
Mehniel huffs, pouting as they viciously start applying jam to another slice of bread.
"Running off without breakfast. Hurricane please!"
Nemesis, trying desperately not to laugh, plucks the newly jammed toast from Mehniel's hands when they're done.
"Orders from up high. What can you do?" She says with a shrug as she stuffs breakfast into her own mouth (at least of her own will).
Requiem picks up the jar of red remaining jam (that is to be her breakfast after all) and turns to look at you with a sly smile.
"Hey, you were going to invite the rest of us, too? Right?"
Stuttering an affirmative through the bread, you sheepishly run a hand through your hair. Of course, they were invited. You were just excited, that's all.
All three seem apparently appeased by your response, so you turn back to the door, reaching for it and---
You wake up again.
[[ Powers:
Mech Suit: Grants increased speed, strength and the ability to levitate (beware if you use it for flying, though, there be real dragons). Close-range combat weapons included. Caveat is that being from Heaven, you can't interact with any Hell technology or items while being in the suit. ]]
Joker
JokerBossTrust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Kaiba
Lucifel
So, in the end, it boils down to a lack of trust in permanence. Not just that others will leave me, but . . .
. . . in the end, it is inevitable that "I" will leave. Rather, in some way, there will be a separation. Still, developing as a person with this knowledge in mind - surprisingly, I'm against it!"
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Kaiba
Maiden
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Heaven
The tiniest hint of a smile graces your features as you stare down at the sight below you.
Hiroto, dead. By your hand. A flurry of sakura petals half burying him in the muck and mire. It would look majestic if not for the horrible monster that lay half-buried in the mud.
Rubbing at your eyes for a moment, you wipe your blade free of blood on the nearby grass and sheathe it back in its hiding space. You feel so many things, but yet you look as calm and composed as ever as you straighten to your full height, glancing around you.
The sky opens up and rain begins to fall. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. A pleasant soothing rain. As if the world itself was breathing a sigh of relief at the events that just transpired. It seems it will do the work of expression your emotions for you.
The whispers of ghosts that can finally be put to rest reach your ears though can no longer see them.
With one last look, you pull your parasol from your hip, opening it above you with a elegant snap to fend off the storm. As you do so, something buzzes from within the folds of your cloak. Fetching out the item, you stare at your old phone from the production - old and weathered. And surprisingly functional after all this time.
This is one (1) unread message.
CEO: Congratulations.
Somehow you are not surprised.
Turning on your heel, you walk away from the corpse without a second glance and---
You wake up again.
[[ Powers:
Occult Bullshit: The ability to see/talk/interact with all things dead and supernatural. You'll see sakura petals at the edge of your vision when this happens.
Performance: Roll a 1d10. You have the ability to charm people in the Heart to do your bidding. Will last for the entire Heart Game.
Midnight Caste: You get a third power because this is extremely niche and will be only applicable in one room in the Heart. Can accept the strongest feelings of the deceased and touch someone who caused the deceased to suffer, transferring that pain back to the one that caused it. Fuck. yes. ]]
Mars
MarsMidbossTrust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Starting Faction Representation: Kaiba
Medusa
Trust: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Rivalry: ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Uneasiness: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
Mori
Nemesis
Nine-Nine
Seto
Shark
Shine
Shogun
Silence - cw gore; violence
Slot
Song
Symphony
Talon
Yugi
Yvette
Zalera