CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: I SEE LONDON, I SEE FRANCE~

[intercom_voice]

[Everybody sees everyone's underpants!

By whatever sadistic, poltergeist-like conscious that ruled this place, everything that isn't undergarments has gone missing. Luckily for everyone, tank tops and socks also count as an undergarments, along with the usual.]

((ooc: event will last until the 20th~ available clothing are: socks, plain tank tops, underwear/boxers/etc. and bras. UNDERAGED CHARACTERS DO NOT HAVE TO BE AFFECTED, but if you want to that's fine too.

Have fun, tag your series title, and so on!))

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[wildcard_of_the_desert]

No, actually I wouldn't.

[No emotion in the world had ever brought her any closer to her forgotten, abandoned life.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...hoh? I get it... are you missing part of your memories too?

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

I suppose it was the price for getting back up out of my grave. Maybe the gods drive a hard bargain.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heheh... The gods play, Sibyll; they don't bargain. In the game of life, it all comes down to whims and chances.

[But that said...]

You were dead?

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

Sounds like the gods would have plenty to do in Vegas. It must be why they're so interested in the area.

[But Sibyll knows better. The dust up in the Mojave is the work of people, not deities. So far Caesar is the closest thing to a god that she knows, and he's still very much a man.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Is that so? Heheheh, somehow I doubt the gods care about your petty gambling, whether it's of money or lives! In their eyes, everyone that exists in this world is surely just a pawn on a board.

[And useless pieces disappear.]

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

Are you saying they would care more about the card games that you and your friends are obsessed with?

[She raises an eyebrow in amusement.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heh... you're so naive, Sibyll. Shall I show you just what it is that 'obsesses' me? We'll have to go to the lounge, but there'll be warm tea there.

[He smirks in response.]

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

Since you asked so nicely. Well, since you mentioned the tea.

[She stands up, watching the spirit warily. Curiosity was just barely overriding caution at the moment.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Getting to his feet, he leaves both the cup and the book there without a thought, gesturing for her to follow him as he heads towards the lounge. Once there, he heads straight for the card vending machine. A slight pause as the Ring points him towards the nearest shiny coin someone dropped in the room follows, but before long, he has a brand new pack of cards in his hand.]

I don't have my deck, so I can't rely on those... Let's see.

[Hm... This would have to do. Lifting the card so she could see it, he focuses on it. The glow from it fills the room, dimming after a moment to reveal... the actual monster, hopping around curiously. It blinks with its one eye, hopping up onto one of the tables and peering at a biscuit someone left out.]

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[She had been preparing a taunt when he used the Ring to find spare change, but her words escaped her when the room darkened. When the monster actually materialized, she swore and went for her gun.]

What the hell is that thing?!

[fluffydeathdealer]

'Brain Jacker'. A low-level fiend capable of controlling the mind of its prey. Kill it if you want. I don't particularly care. It was just a demonstration.

[Hm... he might keep this card around.]

Heheheh... My 'card game' is a little more interesting to the gods than you'd think. Wouldn't you agree?

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[Sibyll was no longer interested in debating theology. She's watching the creature with morbid fascination, though she's not taking a step near it.]

How the hell did you bring it here?

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Jumping down from the table, it skitters over to where Bakura's kneeling, and he casually reaches down to rub the top of its brain. With a little cooing sound, it shivers like jelly and nuzzles into his hand.]

Magic may be extinct in the world, but there'll always be pockets of it where the Items are.

On top of that, summons still work here, for some reason. I've never had a problem pulling creatures from the other world here... and even part of the world itself. I guess as long as I'm not trying to leave, it doesn't block me from opening that connection.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

Does that mean you're pulling creatures from their existence like the person here pulled us?

[She kept the gun out, but doesn't have it pointed at anything in particular.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

That's right. It's been this way since ancient times... before the magic was sealed, I've heard that they used to be summoned to the human world quite often. If they die here, they'll just return to the world of darkness, so it's not a problem for them. But I don't summon creatures that don't have a bond with me, usually. This one was a lucky pick.

Low-level monsters like this aren't very powerful, so it was less risky to summon it than something stronger.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

Do they all look like weird mutants?

[Very cautiously, she approaches both Bakura and the creature. If she had a stick, she'd poke the wriggly little thing, but there is no way in hell that the Courier is going to risk her arm. She's curious, but not that curious.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

They vary. Take a look.

[He holds the cards in his hand up. Ignoring the spell cards, the pack also included Harpie Lady, Blast Magician, Silent Swordsman Level 5 and Malice Doll of Demise.]

Fiend types tend to be less human, understandably. But Warriors and Spellcasters in particular are more humanoid. There's thousands of them out there.

[The creature looks her over warily, but doesn't move from beneath Bakura's calming hand.]

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

I'll take that as a 'yes'. And you can pull any of those into this world?

[Sibyll scans the cards. The text was just gibberish, but the paintings were interesting. She wasn't sure she wanted to meet the creatures in person. Depended on how bulletproof they were. Or...]

You said something about a bond to you?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Summoning is difficult. Even with my levels of energy, to pull something from another world is tiresome. Pulling something you don't know is a pain, since you don't know if you can control it or not. And killing them is annoying. But if it has a card, I can summon it.

[Except the god cards, of course.]

The creatures I summon are all creatures I've created a connection to on an emotional level. Either servants or acquaintances. It doesn't matter which. I'd trust them with my life... to a point.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

You trust that?

[She looks a bit disgusted by that idea.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Hahahaha! Of course not, Sibyll! The Brain Jacker isn't one of my usual summons. We just met.

[Laughing helplessly, he lets the creature go, watching as it looks around the room.]

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

You'll have to forgive me if I don't know all the ins and outs of summoning monsters from...hell or wherever you get them from.

[Her attention is on Bakura. With a twisted little grin, she pokes at him.]

If summoning up critters, especially ones you don't know is so difficult, how are you doing it so easily?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Because I'm me.

[He bats her hand away, getting up from the ground.]

A dark duelist who wields a millennium item... can do many things. It's just that most item holders don't know the ins-and-outs of the items as I do.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

So Ryou wouldn't be able to do this on his own? It's just your...power [The tiniest hint of either disgust or disdain.] at work?