[A Dream Event Post To Heroes and Samasu Souha]

[the_deadlights]

::Welcome to the world of dreams. You feel strange, sitting in a chair in a theater, the only chair there. The theater looks pretty worn down. There is a stage with red velvet curtains in front of you. A phonograph plays a rather dim tune as the curtains spread open slowly with a repeatative creak in their motions.

Once the curtains open, you become aware that the stage is a very poorly done conservatory. Sitting at a desk is an older looking man in formal suit. Black with red trim. His hair is dulled with age, and most of his face is covered by a red party mask. He seems to be attended by a girl who can't be much older than 17. She has blonde hair, and to the few who know her, you could almost swear she looks like Noriko, but you can never really get yourself to focus in on her face.

Enjoy.::

Comments

[i-like-red.livejournal.com]

Err, okay.

*Backs off back to the chair but stays standing*

[the-deadlights.livejournal.com]

Good.

[i-like-red.livejournal.com]

So... who are you? And what is this place?

[the-deadlights.livejournal.com]

My name doesn't translate well into your world. This place... is a theater. A construct.

[i-like-red.livejournal.com]

I see.
So... why am I here?

[the-deadlights.livejournal.com]

Because I wish to make sure you don't get ripped completely to shreds by the one after Super Fusion.

[i-like-red.livejournal.com]

I see. *Juudai sits back down in the chair, a slightly more serious expression on his face* Well, I'm listening.

[the-deadlights.livejournal.com]

A Duel Spirit, a very strange and power hungry duel spirit, is after that card, that he comissioned a boy to create. He wishes to get it back.

I would prefer that not to happen.

[i-like-red.livejournal.com]

*Juudai nods*

Same here. That's the type I want to keep the card away from. Those who would misuse it.

[the-deadlights.livejournal.com]

Technically, he would be using it correctly. He'd just also be turning your planet into ... I believe it is called a freeway.

And I am hoping you do keep it away from him.

[i-like-red.livejournal.com]

I will. The card will not reach any other hands other than my own. It will stay with me at all times, just like I have been doing.

[the-deadlights.livejournal.com]

If you can manage so, I will be greatly astonished.

[i-like-red.livejournal.com]

Really? You want me to keep it away, yet you don't sound very confident that I'll be able to do so.

[the-deadlights.livejournal.com]

Considering who is shooting for it?

[i-like-red.livejournal.com]

*Juudai stays silent for a short while before replying*

I'll try my very best to keep it safe.

[the-deadlights.livejournal.com]

Good lad. I have many expectations for you.

[i-like-red.livejournal.com]

*Juudai nods in response*

[the-deadlights.livejournal.com]

Good evening.

::The pulleys creak as the curtains close, Juudai.::

[i-like-red.livejournal.com]

*Watches as they close and he most likely wakes up after that /o/*

[thefifthmonarch.livejournal.com]

You would of exploded, Yuuki.

[i-like-red.livejournal.com]

Exploded!?

*Glad he backed off now*

[thefifthmonarch.livejournal.com]

Yes. The will of my master would of ripped apart you, and by proxy, your psyche. Into small confetti sized bits storeable in most grocery and department stores.

[i-like-red.livejournal.com]

A-ah, okay then, no approaching the stage!

[thefifthmonarch.livejournal.com]

Yes. That would be preferable, unless you find pleasure in having your mind ripped to pieces.