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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[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.]