( yami bakura ) ≠ shadow 02 ≠ video [SAW EVENT]
[ To his frustration, Bakura couldn't even remember what happened. One moment he was in a hallway, and the next he awoke to find himself supine on a titled chair, wrists and ankles strapped tightly by thick restraints. He thrashed -- or tried to, since he couldn't move but mere inches -- ineffectually for a moment, and then settled back against the metal frame. Dull pinches and curling thin plastic tubes indicated where needles had been taped with their ends beneath his skin -- arms, legs, chest, neck.
It didn't take a genius to realize that he had fallen prey to the same twisted games that others had been caught in, many of which he had watched in silent scrutiny while their trials played out, and now it was his turn. He didn't know where his device was, but he had to assume that it was recording much like the others had. That suspicion seemed to be confirmed when a disembodied voice spoke above him, though he could not judge from where. ]
"Bakura --
You have spent centuries cloaking yourself in deceit, hiding yourself behind false titles, false masks and false identities. Now you must present yourself in a truthful way if you wish to survive. The IV lines you see are connected to the cylinder of liquid nitrogen. Starting from the moment you awaken it has begun to flow, drop by drop, and will continue until it reaches your bloodstream where it will boil instantly.
On the door there are seven locks. For each truth you speak aloud, one lock will be released. Since you of all people will understand that not all truths are weighted equally, know that for each irrelevant truth, the nitrogen flow will increase and shorten your time. Once all seven locks are open, someone may enter the room and disconnect the IV lines... if they believe you are worth saving.
You have twenty minutes. Your time begins now."
[ On the far wall, a green clock began counting down from 20:00. He watched it with a scowl and then sneered into the otherwise darkness of the room. He would not be intimidated into this admittedly elaborate ruse. ]
I refuse to play your game.
[ OOC: Forgive him, he's only in his first week and hasn't quite grasped that the tests are, err, actually real. Especially since he comes from a canon where this level of mind game is used pretty frequently. Someone talk some sense into him... ]
It didn't take a genius to realize that he had fallen prey to the same twisted games that others had been caught in, many of which he had watched in silent scrutiny while their trials played out, and now it was his turn. He didn't know where his device was, but he had to assume that it was recording much like the others had. That suspicion seemed to be confirmed when a disembodied voice spoke above him, though he could not judge from where. ]
"Bakura --
You have spent centuries cloaking yourself in deceit, hiding yourself behind false titles, false masks and false identities. Now you must present yourself in a truthful way if you wish to survive. The IV lines you see are connected to the cylinder of liquid nitrogen. Starting from the moment you awaken it has begun to flow, drop by drop, and will continue until it reaches your bloodstream where it will boil instantly.
On the door there are seven locks. For each truth you speak aloud, one lock will be released. Since you of all people will understand that not all truths are weighted equally, know that for each irrelevant truth, the nitrogen flow will increase and shorten your time. Once all seven locks are open, someone may enter the room and disconnect the IV lines... if they believe you are worth saving.
You have twenty minutes. Your time begins now."
[ On the far wall, a green clock began counting down from 20:00. He watched it with a scowl and then sneered into the otherwise darkness of the room. He would not be intimidated into this admittedly elaborate ruse. ]
I refuse to play your game.
[ OOC: Forgive him, he's only in his first week and hasn't quite grasped that the tests are, err, actually real. Especially since he comes from a canon where this level of mind game is used pretty frequently. Someone talk some sense into him... ]