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!))

Comments

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[She frowns, piecing together what Ryou is saying. WHY IS THIS PLACE SO CONFUSING?!]

His former self? Then why hasn't he co-oped that body and left you alone?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Hell if I know. [He covers his mouth in surprise. Oops. Dammit, thief king Bakura, you're being a bad influence and you're not even here!]

I, uhm. Sorry. I really don't know.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[It took all her will to keep from bursting out laughing. If Ryou is anything, it is adorable.]

What's he like? The... original... Bakura. [What is up with this place]

[fluffydeathdealer]

I don't think I'll ever understand him.

[Rubbing the side of his neck where the guy had cut it a couple of weeks ago, he sits down in a chair.]

He's frightening, crude, cruel, full of mood-swings, but he's also weirdly friendly to me, at least at times. I can never tell if he's planning on killing me or just having fun creeping me out.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

You'd think he would be friendlier to his eventual host. Thanks for the warning. [Her tone is as dry as the desert she hails from.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...I don't think he's happy with the fact that he has an eventual host at all.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

Then you'd think he'd take pains to not repeat whatever mistakes he made to trap himself in the first place, not bothering you. But what do I know about crazed Egyptians? 'Cept that this place seems to be a magnet for them.

[fluffydeathdealer]

That'd require him to go home... He can't exactly change that here. And he's not exactly sane, I don't think...

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

Maybe that's what our captor took him? She does keep rambling about how we're supposed to be learning.

[fluffydeathdealer]

So why do we have to put up with him? I'm not insane. [He doesn't think she is, either.]

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[It depends on who you ask. She's a bit surprised that the spirit has not chimed in with his two cents to protest Ryou's assertion of her sanity.]

I don't know. I think your other theory was better: this place grabbing people out of their lives because they're dangerous on a world-changing level. So far everyone else I've met fits that mold perfectly.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[A soft sigh.]

I'd believe that, except... I've met some people here that I don't think are dangerous. Zero-kun and Yugi-kun and the younger me... The younger me doesn't even wear the Ring. He has it with him, but he hasn't put it on yet.

I don't think everyone here's as dangerous as I first thought.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

...Yugi's the kid with the other gold toy, right? [She narrows her eyes.] Those are all dangerous in my book. Who's Zero?

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

You wouldn't say that if you knew anything about him.

[His voice is a little sharper than usual. Don't badmouth his friends...]

Zero-kun just arrived recently. He's a kid, younger than me, with really pretty red hair. He can't speak, but he has an angel with him to speak for him.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[Sibyll raises an eyebrow at the sharp tone. Interesting. Best to leave Yugi alone]

An angel? Those actually exist?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Not in the world I come from. But in his, they do.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

Weird.

[She reaches out to ruffle his hair affectionately. He's so adorable. Then a thought occurs to her, and Sibyll falls silent, back to watching him intently.]

...You. I don't want to hear a damn thing out of you. I want Ryou to answer honestly.

[With an unusually intense glower, Sibyll reaches out and flicks the necklace with a delicate finger. She wants the spirit to be silent and she means it. Then her maternal persona washes back over her as she turns her attention back to Ryou.]

Ryou, are you happy like this? Sharing yourself to this extent?

[fluffydeathdealer]

[It's too bad he has no intention of just letting her order him around. The flicking makes him seethe and he forces control without a second's hesitation. Ryou's sleeping spirit returns to its dormant state, albeit with a rather distressed sleep.]

Huh! Is that so? That insolent attitude of yours isn't enough to get me to obey you. It seems you're mistaking me for someone who'll listen to you just because you think you deserve my respect.

[The spirit speaks out sharply, overriding Ryou. Turning his back on her, he scoops up the cards.]

I've got work to do... so be good and take your damn questions elsewhere.

[He heads towards the door without looking back at her. But damned if she didn't just piss him off. If she stops him, he will use his magic.]

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[She lunges out, grabbing him to hold him to her breast. She leans down to hiss in his ear like a snake.]

Poor Ryou. Had you just let him answer, I might have backed off. But I won't, because you didn't.

[Then Sibyll lets him go just as abruptly.]

Bye~! [The courier chirps as if nothing is the matter.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Oh, that does it. His eyes narrow as the Ring begins to glow. The air of the room grows heavy suddenly.]

You mistake me for someone who fears you!

[Sleep, he thinks, insistently, using its powers to try to force her into that dreamless pit of blackness.]

Threaten me again and I'll send you to a Hell even the barriers around this place can't save you from! Where I can send you, your guns won't save you...

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[The Courier snarls like an animal, staggering as something heavy settles on her mind.]

's easier...pretend...friends... Lessssuspicious...

[Dropping to her knees, Sibyll pulls out her snakeskin .45 and aims. Three shots fly wild, until one perfectly aimed shot tears off a chunk of hair. Even at her worst, Sibyll is an amazing shot. Then she tilts over, collapsing on her side. She still stares at Bakura.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He stays utterly still, watching her with expressionless eyes as she pulls out the gun and fires. There's no fear in him, not even as the final bullet wings him. What does he have to fear of pain, or death? Especially in this place.

It's only once she's fallen into that deep sleep that he lifts a hand to his head, feeling the warmth and pain from the chunk of hair that had been so unkindly ripped off. His fingers came away red. That bitch... he'd have to hide this from Malik.

He'd have to punish her for this.

But how? He could give her nightmares... steal her soul and seal it in that fucking gun of hers... but something else comes to mind. Something she'd admitted earlier.]

PENALTY GAME: MEMORY LOCKDOWN!

[The Ring glows as its penalty is enacted. There. Until it wore off, she'd be unable to remember anything... heheh, even things she'd been told just moments before would be hard to hang onto.

And just to make it worse, he was just going to grab her by the ankles, drag her outside and leave her half-submerged in the river.

Because she damaged his hair.

Enjoy waking up in your underwear, soaked to the bone, outside, in the november cold, and without your memory, lady.]

DID SOMEBODY ORDER A HALF-NAKED RESCUE

[imthe_shit]

[ It had been some time after Snake and Sibyll parted ways in the hallway... Snake had managed to find some smokes, but still none of this clothes, to his disappointment.

Considering everyone was either stark naked or in their underwear, he didn't seem to mind about heading outside to have a smoke... And that's when he spotted someone in the river. ]

... Hn?

[ It was chilly, especially since no one had their clothes on. Snake had thought about going back inside but... Who the hell lies around in the river without any clothes on? He moved closer to try and get a better look, only to realize who it was. ]

Sibyll? [ His eyes widen and he drops the cigarette, rushing into the river without a second thought in order to put an arm about her waist, the other slinging her arm across his shoulder so he could hoist her out of the river. ]

Hang on. [ She was out cold, someone had dragged her here (if the flattened grass leading to the river was any indication). Snake was planning on finding out, but for the moment, he laid her on her back, placing his ear down on her chest, listening for her breathing. ]

I DID I DID

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[The Courier was cold, but still breathing. Her gun was clenched in her hand with an iron grip. Otherwise she appeared to be unharmed. Just asleep.

After a few seconds of stillness, the woman stirred, then jerked awake. Her dark eyes opened, and the look was one of complete bewilderment. Shaking like a leaf, she scrambles away from Snake.]

Who are you? Where am I? Why was I in the river? Did you put me there?

[imthe_shit]

[ Snake blinks, tilting his head somewhat. Well, she was alive, anyway... That was good. But... She didn't appear to remember him, or anything. ]

Sibyll...?

[ He raises two hands in a calming gesture. ] Calm down. I didn't put you in the river-- if I did, why would I pull you out?