Who knew tech gave dragons stomach problems?

[moderndaydragon]

[So, those in one of the halls are being treated to a sight. Karasu, in annoyance and frustration, crushed half a wall and ate an intercom.

And it's given her a stomachache. So this particular hallway is now being completely blocked by a dragon who only just barely fits, and even then very precariously, as she's already wrecked one foundation and her mere presence has dented the ceiling and other walls.



Alternatively, a bit later on, Karasu in her human form can be found in the arcade, still with somewhat of a stomachache and sitting at one of the machines in a high-legged chair she stole found somewhere.]

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[memorypuzzle]

What-?!

[So far he'd encountered a small blue... thing that looked like a duel monster and heard mention of a giant flame-spouting chicken that sounded suspiciously familiar via a noticeboard, but there was nothing in the world that could have prepared him for rounding the corner and seeing a giant dragon in the halls.

Not only that, but what dragon it was... It wasn't possible, was it? That was surely the Blue Eyes White Dragon. But how was that possible? It didn't look like a hologram... it was too big for that.

But if it was real - what madness was this? - then why was it indoors, and why did it appear to be in such an odd state? It didn't look injured...

Well, there was only one way to tell if it was Solid Vision or just plain solid... Awkwardly, he reached out a finger to prod it.]

[moderndaydragon]

[Karasu turns her head a little at the sound of someone else, blue eyes falling on the duelist. This was... Yugi? She had talked to him briefly before...

But there's something different about this one. A different... something. Ug. She doesn't feel well enough to care right now. Maybe it's an alternate one.

She just watches as he comes over, mentally arching an eyebrow as he just sort of sticks his hand out. To help him along with that, she shifts a little, bumping said outstretched hand with her head to let it rest on those cool scales.

She growls faintly, almost tiredly, but definitely not threateningly.]

[memorypuzzle]

[There's no doubt about it. By whatever madness this was, that is a real Blue Eyes. It doesn't seem angry at his presumption, at least. It seems more tired than anything else. How long had it been trapped here?

Without hesitating, he runs his hand along the scales of her head, soothingly.]

Are you hurt? This probably isn't the most comfortable place to rest.

[moderndaydragon]

[Huh... that actually feels pretty good, and she closes her eyes and growls a little happily in response to that petting. It certainly is not the most comfortable place, but she shifts to look at the hole, then back at Yami with a rather obvious "I can't exactly fit" look.

And she really doesn't want to change back. If it's this bad as a DRAGON... heck, she doesn't even know if that'll poison her or not yet...]

[memorypuzzle]

Can't you make the hole wider?

[If it's weakened enough, he supposes not... Well, the petting seems to help, so he keeps doing it. It's about all he can do for a creature like this.]

I don't think there's a blanket big enough for you here, but if you can't get out, I can at least keep you company.

[moderndaydragon]

[Hm... her body doesn't like the idea of an action that's not "curled up feeling sick," but it probably would help if she could move outside, for both herself and everyone else, wouldn't it...?

...Alright.

She shifts a little, her tail managing to wrap around without causing too much more damage to urge Yami towards the hole, attempting to hint at him to go first. She doesn't want to hurt him with something collapsing, after all.]

[memorypuzzle]

Ah, I see. Hold on a minute, then.

[Heading in first, he goes into the room beyond, heading to the back of it where it'll be safer. Whoever brought a dragon into this place was rather foolish... there's no way the walls could have withstood it if it had decided to move. Were they trying to bring the entire building down?

While waiting for her, the logic of this entire situation hits him again. He's been talking to a dragon that seems to understand him. A dragon that is exhausted, indoors, and real. This has been a very weird day.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Spotting her in the Arcade was easy enough. Creeping up behind, Bakura leisurely loops his arms around her shoulders from behind, hands going up to cover her eyes.]

Guess who~?

[moderndaydragon]

The Medicine Fairy, come to take away all my horrible pains and misery.

[Still, it's hard not to cheer up at that, even as she reaches up to move his hands off her eyes.]

...Aww, look, you made me die!

[fluffydeathdealer]

Whoops~. I'll help you get back to where you were, if you like.

...are you ill?

[He didn't even know dragons could- no, wait, Saft had mentioned it to Ryou before. Hm... that was a problem.]

[moderndaydragon]

Kind of. It's mostly my own fault for eating the intercom, though.

Nah, I can do it. Just grab a chair?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Sure, I can do that.

[He disappears for a moment, robbing the nearest room for a decent chair and bringing it back. Setting it up beside her, he sinks down on it, utterly at ease.]

You ate the freaking intercom? That's kind of aggressive for you, isn't it?

[moderndaydragon]

A little bit. But she was insulting me and talking in circles when I was just asking for a rule book, not even about the Campus or anything!

I guess I just snapped a little.

[She was waiting for him to come back, apparently, because she only starts the game once he's settled.]

I was laying around in the hall earlier, but I finally felt okay enough to change back. I figured a distraction would help, but there's not many people playing in here, so I had to do it myself.

[deckers]

[ You want to know who's been relishing the fact that there is now a working arcade? It's Matt. So when he spots someone that doesn't look all too well lingering around one of the machines, he becomes concerned. Concerned because they just got these machines, she better not hurl on them. ]

If you're sick, I doubt you should be here.

Love you too, Matt.

[moderndaydragon]

I'm not sick. I just need a distraction from the intercom in my stomach.

You can't take them from him!

[deckers]

It--...

[ His sharp retort dies on his tongue the moment her words sink in. Intercom in her stomach. Clearly taken aback, he stumbles over his words. ]

... I. Wait, it's... in your stomach?

She's a gamer too! She has just as much right.

[moderndaydragon]

Yes, in my stomach. The lady over them got me angry enough that I shapeshifted and ate the intercom without thinking. So I've been suffering for it all day.

[deckers]

[ His voice goes up an octave. Luckily, it isn't borderline squeaking just yet. ]

Shapeshifting? [ And she ate an intercom. Clearly if she can eat inanimate objects, she can eat people. At least, that's where his brain is going with this. After having a less-than-favorable run in with the local monster wrangler, he'd rather not risk it. ] On second thought, I don't want to know.

[ He isn't even going to comment on how of course she's having problems with it. Nondigestible materials. Instead, he's just going to pull a high-chair over to one of the nondescript side-scrollers and pretend they never had that conversation. ]

I bet this game has hard dip switches. [ Matt crinkles his nose at the thought. ]

[moderndaydragon]

[...She heard that, Matt. Sigh.]

I don't eat people. And I don't hurt them if I can help it, either. So you don't have anything to be afraid of.

[Just putting that out there... as she dies again. Sigh. Continue go!]

I haven't played that one yet, so I couldn't tell you.

[snargon]

[ Having finally decided to wander the halls, Snake is quick to find the dragon sitting there looking miserable. He'd never seen a dragon like her before and found himself a bit impressed. He knew better than to change into dragon form inside such cramped corridors, instead leaning on a nearby (undemolished) wall. ]

Having fun yet?

[moderndaydragon]

[In response, she gives a weak growl at him, shifting her claws just slightly as she closes her eyes again.

Stomach hurts too bad... don't taunt...]

[snargon]

Judging by the fact only this part of the area is demolished, and how cramped you are, I'd say you transformed... Not the brightest, are you?

[ Sass. ] Did you learn your lesson? Why not change back, or is there some reason as to why you can't?

[moderndaydragon]

[She gives a weak glare at him for that, but doesn't have the energy to resist the scolding any further.

It's a growl in reply, but seeing as he's a dragon too, probably completely understandable.]

I ate the intercom.

[snargon]

...

All right, good for you. Do you feel like you've done something worthwhile?

[ She looks miserable for it. ]

[moderndaydragon]

No. But it made me feel better at the time.

[Friggin' intercom lady.]