[ the dealer shrugs, and reveals his own cards - another king and a queen
the shimmer does not resemble anything - it simply gives a pure, clean feeling. the oily blackness though... well...... it seems to be deepening the longer it lingers. ]
Two blackened - how unfortunate.
[ and blackened must go into play on the dealer's side! but the joker at least remains. ]
[ and that's when we play call of the haunted, to special summon one face card from the graveyard and play morse code games with them,
i mean what.
well, the ace was a trump, but this, being a joker... hm. he's a little wary of where this is going, but nothing ventured, nothing gained. or maybe the intent is just to play it as an ace? ]
A card of transformation, is it? I guess that's one thing to call a wild card.
Sure. Why not.
[ there's obvious intent in how this dream is being led, after all. ]
[ a tap of the table and the joker... lights up? both blackened cards also seem to emanate a certain deep glow, until slowly but surely, the darkness fades from the jack.
the joker, on the other hand, seems... dingier. ]
Congratulations on the transformation, sir. The card is returned to your side.
[ good to know you think so highly of his ability to remember what happened to the ace some tags ago, condescendingly pointed metatext ... even if it didn't exactly play out the same way, there's. something, in the effects of the blackened cards on others even when trumped or transformed somehow, huh. ]
I'm sure some might beg to differ, but it certainly seems to be some sort of truth, doesn't it?
[ asking for too much, that is.
well. surely the joker can continue to be whatever it needs to be. to that end, there's no possible way to bust with another card, yes? let's scrape that perfectly normal jack against the table again, like this is a perfectly normal game of blackjack.
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the shimmer does not resemble anything - it simply gives a pure, clean feeling. the oily blackness though... well...... it seems to be deepening the longer it lingers. ]
Two blackened - how unfortunate.
[ and blackened must go into play on the dealer's side! but the joker at least remains. ]
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Is there a certain number of blackened cards in the deck?
[ Not for card counting purposes or anything, nooo. ]
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[ who can say, honestly. anyways, both cards are now on Ludger's side, his "untarnished" cards discarded into the graveya- sorry, the discard pile. ]
Would you care to play your specialty card? It's a card of transformation, after all.
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i mean what.
well, the ace was a trump, but this, being a joker... hm. he's a little wary of where this is going, but nothing ventured, nothing gained. or maybe the intent is just to play it as an ace? ]
A card of transformation, is it? I guess that's one thing to call a wild card.
Sure. Why not.
[ there's obvious intent in how this dream is being led, after all. ]
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Very well then.
[ a tap of the table and the joker... lights up? both blackened cards also seem to emanate a certain deep glow, until slowly but surely, the darkness fades from the jack.
the joker, on the other hand, seems... dingier. ]
Congratulations on the transformation, sir. The card is returned to your side.
[ and the jack is slid back to Julius. ]
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Just one of them, huh. Well, I guess we can't have it all.
[ Even though both of them glowed. ]
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Naturally - asking for too much gets one into trouble, after all.
[ well, the dealer is stuck with his single queen, while Julius has a normal jack, a grungy joker, and room for another card. what will he do next? ]
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I'm sure some might beg to differ, but it certainly seems to be some sort of truth, doesn't it?
[ asking for too much, that is.
well. surely the joker can continue to be whatever it needs to be. to that end, there's no possible way to bust with another card, yes? let's scrape that perfectly normal jack against the table again, like this is a perfectly normal game of blackjack.
hit. ]