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Felicia dully watched the wall, too tired at the moment to do anything with her anger except let it smolder. At Hal's excited proclimation Felicia's pale face lost any color it had and her grey eyes widened, her lips pressing into a thin line. She reached out to stop Hal but it was too late. The mental contact was unbearable for her as well; memories flowed through her to Hal, blood and broken bones, a smiling face turning bloody and malformed from a self-inflicted gunshot, screams and rain, even the distant yet comforting smell of roses and her mother's perfume. As soon as the connection broke Felicia turned to the side and had a long and wonderful dry heave. After what felt like an eternity of vomiting in vain Felicia remained bent over, taking in short raggidy breaths as beats of sweat formed. Her arms were clutched around her stomach even as she forced her stiff body to try and be upright once more. Instead she ended up thudding her head onto the table, grinding her teeth as she squeezed her eyes shut tight. It was like she was reliving every single thing she had ever felt her entire life all at once. It made her nausious. She hoped that Hal wouldn't be affected very badly by what she saw and felt. The last thing she wanted was for an innocent to suffer from diseased memories.

"Every game has rules, life is just a game with few rules and when your hit ponits reach zero, its game over for good. There is no cheat codes in this game, only enhancements. To create Chaos, you must first create order to break it. The good docotr created the order, now Chaos can be created by breaking it. Your playing style might get you killed early Sean, but if you draw the right cards and make high rolls, your ways of disorder can be a gift used to strike fear in the heart of the game masters. We differ in the ways of creating panic, but we both like one thing; Playing games with others. I take life serious, but not the way most people do. Sadness is only a cry for attention, its worthless and should be ignored. If you trully want attention, you must earn it yourself throguh your own means. We differ greatly in opinion, but I alreay see that though our opinions differ, we'll get along fine since they lead to the same goal; Chaos out of order."

Tylor almost forgot the reason they went to the dining hall, the good doctor called them there for some news of some sort. Whatever it was, Tylor was getting impatient waiting for it to arrive.

"So Sean, what is it you think the good doctor wants us for? I was busy before he bluntly announced to come here, hopfully its good news from the doctor."

(Dude, our character's have gotta meet. your's is awesome.)
Rai felt another pain in his head, but this one was diffrent. It felt as if someone was searching through his mind and pulling things out. After a few minutes, it went away, and Rai was fine again. Rai shook his head as Hal began to scream. In a voice mocking his mother he daid, "You know it's rude to read other people's mind. Espesially in a place like this." Rai finally began to worry when Felicia began to show sighns of extreme pain. Rai looked around the room until he saw his old guard buddy, Chat. Waving his hands and standing up frantically, he began to shout for help.
"Chat my old friend! Help, these two are hurt! Help!" Chat tried his hardest to ignore the annoying boy, but finally he gave in and came over. Rai looked from one girl to the other. Hal must have felt something awful in one of our brains. Why would Felicia be in pain though. I feel fine. Chat checked the two girls with an utter lack of concern, then walked back to the other guards, the two girls in pain already out of his mind. Rai shouted at the leaving guard, "Some friend you are," but Chat didn't even here him. With defeated face, Rai dropped in his seat and watched his two new friends pained faces.

Sean thought about it a while. The video game made it a little easier to understand from his childhood experiences. He also played a bit of dungeons and dragons, but it could confuse him as much as reward him at times. "Depends on how hard he cracks down in this next announcement. Too hard, and many will quit or for many it'll be game over. Now, our abillities combined are a pretty good combination, don't you think? You see into the future, and I see into the past...if you think about it, it gives us a clear advantage to the doctor. Now, if we can use the others as," he paused for a second to think, "pawns in a twisted game of chess then we can advance on the king. I think it could take us a good 2 or 3 tries, maybe more if we're unsuccessful. But remember, order is our prison and chaos our hammer. In the game, the boss only holds power if he keeps control over his minions," Sean spoke and flicking a glance over to the guards, "and if he cannot enforce his 'order' and 'rules', his illusion will fall. We cannot just kill the boss, for he can be replaced as quickly as a minion. Think of him as...a mini-boss. There's someone controlling him, he is merely a puppet dangling on loose strings. So we have to send a message to whoever's hiding in the shadows, none shall impose order." Sean had slipped in and out of game context, purposefully, to explain things to himself as much as Tylor. He only hoped the message got through.

"I always hated mini-bosses, more of an annoyance then a challenge and they never drop anything real good. We could always add to our parties total number of players. We could always use a few human shields or distractions along the way to defeating the good doctor. Might isn't always the right path, in some games the path can be split in differnt directions. One path is viewed as the Light Path and leads to a large majority of rewards fro all, while the Dark Path will lead to self rewards and stepping on others to get what we want. The question is; Who do we want to help us deal with the good doctor? Followers of the Light or Followers like you and me?"

Tylor began thinknig of the current plan to be like chess from what Sean said and began to think they were a few pieces too short. If they were the two main pieces, they needed pawns, bishops, knights, and rooks to take up the rest of the space in their board before planning anything against the good doctor.

"I bet there are quite a few players here that will have a high enough courage level or a low enoguh intelligence level to help us in our plans."

Felicia heard a thudding sound and blinked. It sounds like someone was thrown against a wall.. Felicia peered around a couple students towards the doors, making a what the ******** face as a strange kid with a laptop paraded in. He rambled on as he went over to a table and dumped out pieces of his laptop all over, aranging them and looking at them like a little kid trying to choose which precious candy to eat first. Felicia shook her head a bit, wondering if he was real or a hallucination. "Fixins for the kitchens, me buckaroo...a tad bit ripe for its own good, I dub thee spanky!"
Yeah, he's real alright..real loud. Felicia reached up to feel the triangular scar under her left eye as she watched the boy and his laptop, spacing out.

Sean thought about it for a minute. "Good question. My bet is on the people on the Dark Path, because they'll have similar goals...or just be crazy enough to do something to bide us some time if we needed it. Now, the people on the Light Path could be useful too...I mean, the doctor's got a good look into our...player profiles. He'll see what we really are and how we'll react, the extremely insane will be locked up, people like us wouldn't be trusted by the good doctor. Although...it's really just an idea, but without the pawns, the knights, the rooks, the bishops, and the queen," Sean grinned, wondering who the heck was the queen in this game, "the king is defenseless. And then all we need are a few pieces to claim checkmate. So, my idea is what you were saying. Get a group. Then, create chaos, a substantial distraction and we can overwhelm the guards, throwing the opponent's pieces to the grave. We've got the power, we just need to find the right place to channel and direct it, and when exactly. Details are always hard for me to come by, admittingly my mind's too chaotic to care if a plan succeeds or fails so we'll have to think this one through together." Sean had revealed something he didn't before to many, his love for chaos but his inefficiency at focusing. He could accomplish anything he wanted to, but if the plan failed he wouldn't give a d***. It was the way he thought, that to avoid disappointment he had to avoid hope, or pride in achievment. It didn't mean he wouldn't try, in fact it gave him an edge by allowing him to try again without bitter disappointment. Listening to Tylor, he decided that Tylor was in a way like-minded. If the game was almost lost, he figured Tylor wouldn't back down. Which was why Sean thought they were as good as any to win this game.