NEVER ENOUGH YGOS

[awishforfriends]

[For those actually loitering inside the building today, you may end up seeing a small little boy with weirdly spiked hair wandering around, most likely having passed you by. Perhaps he asked one of the less helpful people around for directions to some city or outside, and just gotten turned around.

As it is, he's been in and out of rooms and hallways at least three times now. It's only once he's -- somehow -- on the roof again that he finally surrenders to the prospect that he's lost, sighing and flopping his back against one of the AC units.

His hands reach down to fiddle with the large, golden object around his neck, looking up to the sky.]

Jounouchi-kun... Honda-kun... Anzu... where are you?

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[adarkjudge]

[He moves his arm back a little, tilting his head almost quizzically.]

Ah... but you aren't Bakura-kun, are you? Then just who are you?

[The interest in his voice is blatant, but so is the threat. In fact, his entire demeanor is strange, a sort of relaxed stance that almost makes him seem like a lazy lion just eying its prey.

And it seems he thinks Bakura is the prey this time.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Oy, oy. Looking at me like that makes me feel underappreciated, Pharaoh.

[He looks a little annoyed at the movement. Dammit, Yami, you took his knife, now he doesn't have any of your blood. What a jerk. Spreading his hands, palms upwards, he shrugs again.]

You really don't remember... anything... do you?

[adarkjudge]

[The knife is being easily twirled between his fingers, the spirit tilting his head the other way. Almost like a deadly little bird.]

There's no Pharaoh here. [He points the knife at him.] Unless you happen to be one. But, that's neither here nor there, Bakura-kun~.

[Twirl twirl twirl...]

You've trespassed onto a place you don't belong... so how about we play a little game?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heh. You really don't remember anything. This is just precious.

[This new version of the Pharaoh... it's fascinating. More and more he finds himself wanting to see what he's capable of.

...Especially if he keeps up the way he's talking, and that look on his face.]

Are you going to pass judgement on me? Sorry, but that time's passed.

[adarkjudge]

Ah, but we're both right here. [Again, the blade is pointed.] And it's already begun~.

[Dark Yugi flicks the knife upwards, letting it hang in the air before catching it by the hilt. That slasher smile hasn't budged, and he points the blade to the room behind Bakura.]

Everything we need is right in there. Unless you're afraid of losing, Bakura-kun~.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Oh, that was the right thing to say, Pharaoh. Turning, he glanced over at the door, quirking an eyebrow at it before looking back at 'Yugi'.]

Hoh? Interesting! I'm not afraid.

[His lips twisted into a smile and he whirled on his heel, striding uncaringly to the door.]

In truth... I'm excited. The 'you that isn't you' that I know isn't nearly this entertaining. Heheh...

[adarkjudge]

"My" soul is the one you so carelessly trespassed on... I hope you're ready.

[Inside the room, Bakura finds a couple of strange things -- it looks like some kind of weird makeshift storage closet, as if the people who disappeared just had all their things shoved in it.

What might draw his eye -- and likely from Dark Yugi's influence -- is the Go board slightly hidden in the corner, alongside the table and chairs as well.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Too bad, but you can't frighten me, Yugi-kun. You're only going to excite me more and more...

[His gaze goes right to it, settling on it.]

...really?

[adarkjudge]

It's simple enough to play, Bakura-kun~. Don't you know how?

[Twirl twirl twirl goes that knife again. As Bakura's been examining the board, he's suddenly got the table set up, sitting in one chair with one leg over the other.

If the other spirit cares to watch, Dark Yugi sticks his tongue out, drawing his teeth along it. He can see why if he looks -- the blade nicked the tongue.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...Stop calling me that.

[He watches, curiously. My, this Yugi is certainly something interesting. Sinking down into the opposite chair, he folds his arms over his chest uncaringly.

Despite himself, he does feel a little bit intimidated. The other Yugi isn't reacting to his usual creeper tactics, and is even countering them. Really, it's like he doesn't exist at all, other than as some sick amusement.

...It's a pity. He feels like he could like this Yugi. A lot, even.]

I'm mostly curious as to how you plan to turn a game of 'Go' into a Shadow Game.

[He's not 100% sure he even knows how to play.]

[adarkjudge]

[Indeed, he seems completely unruffled. It really is as if this entire thing is just a game, a little toying with someone. Bakura is no more than another passing soul to judge... and the casualness shows it.]

A Shadow Game is about bringing the true nature of someone to light. Anything can be such a game... even a match of Go.

[Sensing that Bakura is confused, he divides the stones up himself, then begins to talk.]

The two of us take turns placing these stones on the points here on the board. The goal is to have the most stones on the board once neither of us can place another... but any area that is completely surrounded by our stones is considering off-limits for playing in. Stones cannot be moved or removed unless they're captured by being surrounded completely by the opponent's stones.

Once the game is over... whoever has the most territories and captured stones combined wins. And if I win... [The knife again points at Bakura, with that smile twisted up into something almost worse.] Then you suffer a Penalty Game.

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[fluffydeathdealer]

Is that so? I guess I owe you thanks for the tutorial.

[Yugi... Do you know who you're dealing with here? Judge him all you like. He knows that games like this won't kill him.

And his 'trump card' is still hidden. The Ring hanging beneath his shirt, the Ring that alerted him to Yugi's presence to begin with. As long as the Ring exists, so will he. He's sure of that.]

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[fluffydeathdealer]

However, Yugi...

[fluffydeathdealer]

Aren't you forgetting something? A game isn't fair if only one person has something to get out of it.

[adarkjudge]

Hehehe... very true, Bakura. Then if I lose...

I'll suffer a Penalty Game of my own, of your choice. That way, we both have the same thing at risk. [He twirls the knife one last time... then lobs it to Bakura easily. He'll get cut if he doesn't catch it, but nothing too lethal.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[!

His hand flashes out, catching the blade by the sharp edge before it can hit him. For a moment there's silence. He simply stares.

Then, suddenly, he bursts into peals of deranged laughter.]

Is that so? Gyahahahahaha! Interesting! You're even more interesting than I thought!

[Oh, he likes this. He really does. All sense of fear is suddenly gone, finished by a rush of adrenaline that leaves him wide-eyed and focused.]

Fine, then! Those terms are more than acceptable.

[adarkjudge]

Good. Since you caught the knife... why don't you go first?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Hoh? Fine by me.

[He places the first stone down.]

[adarkjudge]

[He places a stone down himself.]

Remember, Bakura~. This is a Shadow Game.

[And with a noise that sounds like an amused "hmhm~", he leans back in his chair.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

You don't need to remind me, Pharaoh! I'm well aware of how Shadow Games work!

[He half-throws down his next stone, glowering at him.]

[adarkjudge]

Do you, I wonder? Do you really?

[And there's that little chuckle again, as he calmly places his next stone, flashing that slasher smile to him.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He growls low in the back of his throat, forcing himself to look away from Yugi to decide on his next move. Losing his temper so early won't help him. He knows that. And this is dangerous. So very dangerous.]

Hoh? That sounds almost threatening. What are you planning, Pharaoh?

[adarkjudge]

I already told you, there's no Pharaoh here, unless you happen to be one.

[He just sounds amused, though. His eyes are gleaming somewhat, just watching Bakura with a bored air.]

All I plan is my next few moves, Bakura-kun. What about you? What Penalty Game is in your head to inflict on me?

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He bites back another growl, ignoring the last question. As if he'd tell him. Bakura's punishment games were fairly unique, after all. Yugi's soul would make a nice addition to his collection. Placing his next stone, he paused to shoot Yugi a glare, his eyes colder than ice.]

If you're going to call me 'Bakura' or 'Bakura-kun', I might as well address you as I see you, wouldn't you say?

[adarkjudge]

Hmhmhm... well, then, what should I call you, spirit?

[Dark's eyes scan the board, then he places another stone lightly.]