The Games is the most sought after event.
And the creators are finally back after a long hiatus with a new architect.
New designs.
New challenges.
Who will be chosen? Who will survive? And who will emerge victorious.
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Started: Jun 09, 2020
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(Min Yoongi's point of view)
My senses slowly came back. This part of the process was rather unpleasant because it left me feeling a little dizzy. The first thing I felt was the restraint around my waist. A thick metal belt bolted to the rod behind me to keep my avatar in position. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a tube shaped glass container. Looking around, I saw multiple more, in rows and columns but so far they were all empty. I groaned lowly, working my hands to open the restraint.
"Don't fall" I mutter to myself, when removing the final lock.
My feet fell on the metal surface below with a loud clanking noise. I tried to shake the dizziness off my mind and wondered how to get out the container. The moment I took one step forward, the glass container slid open with soft whirring sounds.
"Where's Jimin?" I ask to no one in specific once I got down the container.
"Second container behind yours" I heard Hoseok speak in my mind.
I frowned a little noticing that the container was open and no one was inside. Confused, I walked towards the container. The inside was still cooler than the room, meaning it was opened recently.
"Boo!" I shamelessly yelped and jumped forward after suddenly hearing the voice behind me. I recognized it in an instant but it still took me by surprise. I don't like being surprised like this and had it been any one else, I probably would have snapped back. But seeing Jimin smile like that, a mischievous glint in his eyes, the only thing I felt was warmth swelling in my heart.
"Gotcha" Jimin beamed.
I rolled my eyes, acting like I was annoyed. But honestly, I was just trying to hide the effects of the warmth creeping up to my cheeks. While Jimin giggled to himself, having his little victory cheer because he was able to spook me, I used the moment to take a good look at his avatar.
And god...did he look sinful like that.
I felt another kind of heat pool inside my body as I observed the outfit Jimin was wearing. I was almost too sure that Jimin was intently twirling around to give a show. He maybe a little insecure about himself, but he was still aware of the effect he had on me.
His midnight blue hair fell messily over and around his face with baby blue and white highlights at the end. I guessed it was because of the game's avatar. His outfit was a crop top that exposed his abdomen. I heard myself gasp a little when I saw the tattoos peeking out from behind the cloth. He was wearing a skin fit black jeans ripped at his thighs and knees, showing off his smooth skin. Over his shirt he wore a white bomber jacket. Our brooch stuck right below the collar.
Seeing the outfit altogether, I had a doubt if Jimin got it or if he had bought it himself. I knew that once all the other players join, they would be lusting over him and the thought made me jealous. But I couldn't really do anything about it. I knew that Jimin could buy other outfits for his avatar but I wasn't going to ask him to. It's his choice and he can wear whatever he wanted.
