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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[fluffydeathdealer]

You and I are the same, Pha-

[Wait what did he just call him?]

...

You're creative. I'll give you that.

[adarkjudge]

Hmhm... perhaps, perhaps not.

[Click.]

A Shadow Game brings out one's true nature... Yokai-kun. Can't you see it?

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[fluffydeathdealer]

[Something feels wrong.

Something feels wrong wrong wrongwrongwrongwrongwrong-]

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[fluffydeathdealer]

Bastard! What are you talking about?

[No, he can't see anything wrong. Not yet.]

You've left yourself open. Too bad, Pharaoh. It looks like I'm about to win.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Click.]

GYAHAHAHAHAHA!

[adarkjudge]

[And Dark Yugi...]

...Mhmhmhm... hahahahahaahahahahahahaha...

[...He's laughing. WHY IS HE LAUGHING?]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...what? What's so funny, Yugi?!

[That feeling of wrongness just grows stronger.]

[adarkjudge]

[In response, Yugi places his last stone.]

It was a good game, wasn't it? But... why don't you take another look at the board?

[fluffydeathdealer]

...hm-?

[He glances down at the board - and freezes. This isn't right. This is so completely not right-]

What?!

[adarkjudge]

[Indeed, most of the board is white, Bakura's pieces. But that's the covered part of the board. There's only a single, unbroken line of black pieces from Yugi...

But it twists and turns, surrounding the entire middle of the board. And though it may be empty, according to the rules set before...]

Over half the territories on the board... and your captured pieces...

I believe I win.

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[fluffydeathdealer]

...

[That's actually silenced him for a moment. A moment that seems to drag on forever. This is bad.

Even if it won't kill him, it's bad.

Even if it's something he can break free of eventually, it's bad.

Because this is a Shadow Game.

And the consequences for losing those are always dire. And with this Dark Yugi, he knows they won't be simple.]

I. Lost...

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heheh.

Heh. Heh.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Hahahahahahahahaha!

I see, I see!

[Except he doesn't. He knows better strategy than that. So why had he done something like this?]

Well, Yugi? Care to explain?

[adarkjudge]

I told you before, didn't I? This was a Shadow Game, and a Shadow Game brings out the true nature of those who play in it.

Your desire took you over. It pushed you to capture every territory you could, making you ignore the obvious solution in front of you. Even untouched territories, if surrounded, counted towards your total... but it was your greed that spurred your hand into taking them all instead!

[The shadows feel thicker now, more oppressive.]

It was your greed that was your downfall... Yokai-kun.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He understands. This game... it's different to the ones he knows. His own greed? Impossible! A game like that would be impossible to win even from the start-!]

Tch... Fine then! Do as you will, Yugi!

[Yugi doesn't know him. Not yet. Perhaps not ever, if he plays this right. So fine. He'll endure the penalty... though he suspects it will be worse than the ones he knows of, it can't last forever. Yugi - any Yugi! - doesn't have the power to seal him completely.

My downfall? No. You're too wrapped up in your judge, jury and executioner role, Yugi... You forget the power of knowledge. And I know more than you!

He's endured suffering before. He can handle this.

...part of him is afraid even so. His hands clench into fists at his side.]

[adarkjudge]

[And now the Eye of Horus opens upon Yugi's forehead, glowing with an inhuman light that's equally reflected into his eyes.]

PENALTY GAME: ROLE REVERSAL!

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[fluffydeathdealer]

[The force of the Eye's power throws him out of control, casting him back into the world of his soul like a leaf carried on the wind... or a branch caught in a tidal wave. Deep in the back of their mind, Yami Bakura awakens.

When he opens his eyes, it's to find the world of his soul-room entirely changed. It feels like everything he's ever sought is in his reach. Everything of 'value' that he's tried to claim in his life. That doesn't mean it's just items. It isn't just items that have value, after all. Many things have value. Feelings. Recognition. Power.

But something is wrong. Very wrong. And he can tell it almost instantly.

...Why can't he touch anything?

It's as if his ability to hold onto anything has simply vanished. But it isn't just that.

Even if he calls out, nobody hears it. Not even himself.

It's like a glass cage that doesn't bind. No matter what he reaches towards, no matter what he says, or does, there's no contact. He can't take anything. He can't even effect them.

In a world of fascinating things and interesting people, he can do nothing, and take nothing. Value and purpose are both meaningless here.

Everything is simply beyond his reach.]

What... is this?!

[fluffydeathdealer]

[But just as gently as Bakura's was fierce, the flow of magic that pulls Ryou into control leaves him blinking in confusion. Not again. He couldn't have hurt anyone, could he?]

...what...? Did something... happen just now?

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[adarkjudge]

[As Yami Bakura is violently whisked away, the Dark Pharaoh's voice echos through everything around him. That amused, almost flirty tone is gone, now replaced with the one of a harsh judge.]

You tread upon the souls of my friend and I for your own desires... Now, feel what it's like to be denied even the most simple of them.

[awishforfriends]

[And then Yugi is awake, staring at Ryou for a moment before the other boy wakes up. He isn't sure where he is, why there's a filled board in front of them, or why he feels a weird stinging somewhere on his body.

He had blacked out... again...

When Ryou poses the question, relief floods through him -- he wasn't the only one! -- and he quickly tries to play it off.]

Ah, we finished, Bakura-kun! It looks like you won.

[It's... not really lying, is it? At least he's not making up a story, but he really doesn't want to come clean...]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Ah- ...Did I fall asleep?

[It's a lame coverup, but the only one he can think of right now. Stretching, he sits up straight, wondering vaguely why his hand hurts. Catching a thrown knife by the blade will do that to you, but he had no idea that had even happened.]

I must have been tireder than I thought...

[Weren't they heading to the Northern Wing? Why would there be a-

...game... board?

Yugi seems alright, though. Did the spirit lose?]

[awishforfriends]

Yeah! I guess you were tired... you should've told me. We can go look later.

[Actually, Yugi feels a little tired himself, come to think of it. And there's that weird pain in his mouth and somewhere.

As he reaches his arm up to scratch his cheek, there's a sudden SHARP feeling telling him, yes, that's where it hurts. He quickly drops it, though he doesn't look for fear of alerting Ryou.]

You should go to sleep if you're tired, Bakura-kun. Or we can play a game...

[Please be either tired or bite on the offer, please.]