http://wind-of-reason.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] wind-of-reason.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] luministi2010-08-22 04:59 pm

◌ 013 ◌ Games and worry

[When the CAT turns on, Fuu doesn't even notice because she's playing a crane game with an intense look of concentration upon her face. Nearly buried amid the adorable stuffed figures that fill the machine is a brown schoolbag, which Fuu is clearly aiming for.]

[The claw snags one of the handles of the bag, the crane moves up, and Fuu gives a small cry of happiness as her bag is deposited in the chute.]

At last. Thought I'd never get it. --Oh, and another one of these?

[Taking up her bag and the two coins she looks left and right. She then moves over to another game, this one with a pincushion nestled among the toys. Fuu tilts her head thoughtfully.]

It was Miss Sophie who lost the pincushion, right...

[Figuring that she wouldn't know how to play the game to get her item back, Fuu tries to start the game with her CAT so that she can retrieve the pincushion for her. But it won't work.]

What--?

[Moving down the line she tries a couple other machines. None work.]

Oh, I see. That's just mean.

Well, everyone, it seems that my CAT is on, so you just saw it. Apparently we must each come enjoy this arcade that the Mayor told us about.

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[Later, a message private to Verita, in text]
Miss Verita, something happened, didn't it? Please message back when you can, and... hang in there.
fortune_sought: (Confident 2)

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[personal profile] fortune_sought 2010-08-30 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, I see! [heads that way]

Yes, it is rather disturbing. Has your home been particularly...troublesome for you?
fortune_sought: (Dissatisfied)

(Private video)

[personal profile] fortune_sought 2010-08-31 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[thankfully, Sophie is generally lacking in deep, dark secrets, but she's certainly been asked about things she would rather not have been]

That's exactly it. You're asked questions you either won't want to answer or can't. It's meant to make you lose!

[but she makes it to the arcade then!] Oh! My, there are a lot of machines. Are the ones holding our items nearby?
fortune_sought: (Haughty)

[personal profile] fortune_sought 2010-09-02 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[scowling] I can't think of any other reason they should ask us the things they do.
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[personal profile] fortune_sought 2010-09-03 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
[makes a face. she didn't need that reminder of inferiority of past experiences] Yes, well, I'm sure I can work it out! [fairly stomps over to the game, eyeing it warily]
fortune_sought: (Frazzled)

[personal profile] fortune_sought 2010-09-03 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[finds the spot to wave her CAT, then starts poking at the buttons] But how do I...oh! [fiddles with it a bit more before she hits the center button rather harder than necessary. unfortunately, she misses the pincushion] Drat!
fortune_sought: (Disheveled)

[personal profile] fortune_sought 2010-09-06 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
All right... [gives it another try, but unfortunately, she misses again] Confound it! [sorry Fuu, you might have to wait a bit. as more and more of Sophie's hair turns to yarn, at that...]
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[personal profile] fortune_sought 2010-09-07 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
[it takes Sophie a number of tries, but finally she gives a gasp of surprise] I think I've done it! [leans down to fetch the pincushion] And what's this...? [picks up the two golden coins, curious]
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[personal profile] fortune_sought 2010-09-07 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
[turns the coins over in her hand] It is, but I only received one then.
fortune_sought: (Sly)

[personal profile] fortune_sought 2010-09-07 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
A reward? [scoffs] What a surprise, from this town!

Yes, I do hope we can discover that soon...

But thank you, Fuu, for your help with this...game.
Edited 2010-09-07 01:32 (UTC)
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[personal profile] fortune_sought 2010-09-07 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
[smiles] Thank you. I would, too, if any seem to be from my world. [though she feels like her world experiences are somehow so much fewer than those of the other people here]

Oh, and I did mean to tell you... [looks a bit awkward at this] I am working on the dress you asked for. I should be ready to give it to you soon.