Second Game - Call of the Haunted

[worstdmever]

[Uh-oh. It appears as though poor, poor Bakura's abduction has resulted in his untimely death. But don't you fret. He's back from the dead! He's looking quite dapper!

And if your name is Téa Gardner, N Harmonia, or Grimsley of the Elite Four, then yeah. You've got the most charming undead British man ever stalking in your direction.

Bakura shambles through town, arms outstretched, trying to find his dear, dear friends.]

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[natural-set.livejournal.com]

[N hasn't been by the graveyard; in fact, this event has freaked him out so much that he's even more reclusive than usual, so Ryo suddenly being... well, whatever's going on with him is quite a surprise. Pidove flutters around his head curiously.]

Ryo? What's wrong with you?

[worstdmever.livejournal.com]

[Heeeeeey buddy. Now that you've caught Ryo's attention, he starts heading towards you, a grin on his face.]

Ah. Hullo there, N. It's been quite a week, hasn't it?

[natural-set.livejournal.com]

[THIS IS CREEPY]

Yes, it's like everything's turned upside-down. I don't know what to make of it, but I'm sure it's because of those things in the sky.

What, um... what are you doing?

[worstdmever.livejournal.com]

[GOOD QUESTION. Noted particularly when Ryo tries to stop a few feet away from N, only to keep advancing towards him, closer and closer. Wow this is awkward.]

I haven't the foggiest idea.

[natural-set.livejournal.com]

[Flap. Flap flap flap. Pidove isn't trying to be obtrusive, he's just so happy to see Ryo!!!!! So much so that he just has to say hi!!!!!

N, however, is backing away slowly.]

The town must have taken control of you; that seems to be the only conclusion to come to. None of the formulas make sense. Do you have any... hypotheses, at least?

[worstdmever.livejournal.com]

[No N don't back away Bakura won't hurt you ;A;

It's not that Ryo doesn't appreciate Pidove's warm welcome, but he lightly pushes the poor little birdie away. Sorry, birdie.]

It's odd. One moment, I wake up in a graveyard. The next, I have the strangest urge to find you so that I can... [HEY, look whose arms are getting wrapped around your waist, N. Look who's trying to lift you up off the ground.

WHAT IS THIS.]

[natural-set.livejournal.com]

[WHAT.

For all his height, N isn't all that heavy, and given that he's rather startled he's easy to pick up.]

They've left you aware but given you the urge to pick people up? That doesn't make any sense at all... do you know what the end result of this is supposed to be?

[worstdmever.livejournal.com]

[And now you're getting carried away, bridal-style.]

I believe that I'm meant to take you to my crypt now.

[natural-set.livejournal.com]

You have a crypt?

[worstdmever.livejournal.com]

Apparently.

[natural-set.livejournal.com]

I can't decide whether to fight with you and get away or keep going and find out where this supposed crypt is.

[His tone, for once, has some inflection; he sounds bemused, and possibly a bit curious. Pidove settles down on his shoulder, fluffing up his feathers and nestling back into N's hair.]

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

Again?! For the love of Arceus, this is twice in two months, Bakura. I'm going to purchase you a Cleanse Tag for Christmas.

[worstdmever.livejournal.com]

[No, Grimsley, don't be mad at him. He just wants to pick you up and carry you somewhere.]

I'm sorry, Grimsley, I just can't help myself! Er, what's a Cleanse Tag?

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

The mediums like to impress that it drives away spirits. Unclean spirits. ...Did you get that cape from my wardrobe?

[And because the mun pressed Post too quickly to establish a setting, Grimsley is shouting at Bakura from out a window of his house.]

[worstdmever.livejournal.com]

[Smart thinking, Grimsley. Vampires can't get into your house unless you invite 'em. So the trope goes.]

I'm actually not quite sure where I got it. I had been wearing it when I first woke up this morning. [In a graveyard.]

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

...The look doesn't suit you. A lighter shade will contrast less sharply with your paleness.

[worstdmever.livejournal.com]

Please, Grimsley, let me inside. I don't wish to cause you any harm.

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

Bakura, I've never seen anyone I want to let inside my house less. ...Excepting Officer Grady, but he's apparently deceased for good.

...Not that that precludes him from rising from the dead, I suppose.

[dancingapricot.livejournal.com]

[WHAT ON EARTH. Or virtual reality simulated Earth, or whatever this place is. Téa just stares, unsure if she should be relieved or even more horrified than she was when she saw Ryo's name on the grave.

For now, she goes with horrified and just... stares.]

B-B-Bakura! What happened to you?!

[worstdmever.livejournal.com]

Téa? [A small sigh of relief as Bakura advances towards her.] Thank goodness that you're all right.