Video games on Floor Fourteen

[sonof_thrain]

Characters: Thorin and open.
Setting: Floor Fourteen- The Media Room
Format: Prose, will match.
Summary: Thorin stumbles across the Media Room on Floor Fourteen. He wants to know more about video games as Jonouchi mentioned them to him once.
Warnings: Possible angst and swearing.


It didn't take long for Thorin to enter the Media Room on Floor Fourteen. He had heard about these so called "games" from Jonouchi. The boy seemed quite versed in modern technology. Something, Thorin hadn't mastered quite yet as this was nearly his second month within the Tower.

He entered the room and noticed the soft, large chairs and the strange technology within the room. Boxes which were on the wall in front of the chair and wires of some sort. What did all of this do? He picked up a controlled for one of the games and pressed a few buttons out of interest. There was no image on the screen and wondered was it broken? Was something supposed to happen. He felt awkward and out of place. Would someone be able to guide him in working on of these machines? He sighed and felt like throwing the controller down in a rage.

Comments

[concept_killer]

Satsujinki didn't have much use for video games. You needed to be able to see those to actually play them. But the media room had two uses for him that he appreciated. One was to put on headphones and listen to music and block out everyone else. The other was that a certain other person frequented this room but hadn't shown up for quite a while. But he still waited.

Obviously, the only important matter here was the headphones and music. He felt a slight jolt on the floor when the controller was tossed so he turned in the direction he felt it coming from and slid off the headphones.

"Got a problem or did you just trip and fall?"

[sonof_thrain]

Thorin turned to see the boy. He had met him before within the tower on another floor. "Nay, I did not trip nor fall. This contraption seems alien to me. Do you know how to work such things?" He did not know if the boy could see. Thorin was at a loss really.

[concept_killer]

"We're kind of in a room full of contraptions so you're going to need to be a little more specific." He could help but he mostly needed a starting point. That and he was too lazy to feel around and try to figure it out himself.

[sonof_thrain]

How could he put it to him without sounding ridiculous. This was hard enough. He was a dwarf in a room full of strange objects, far beyond his comprehension. "Tis hard to explain but I will try. I want to know how to play one of these games people go on about. A video game?"

[concept_killer]

"Oh, right. I guess some people are into that kind of thing." Well, he was into video games when he was younger. Not too much but he did spend some time at the arcades.

"Let's start from the beginning. Did you pick out a game to play?"

[sonof_thrain]

"A game? I know not of anything. Perhaps it be best if you picked the game out." He had no clue. How was a dwarf supposed to know what game to pick out?

[concept_killer]

"It's not that easy." How to work this out...

"Do you read books or listen to stories? What kind are your favorites?"

[sonof_thrain]

"I do read books. I used to, before I was torn from my world and placed here. I listen to stories, told by Balin, a dwarf from my world." He swallowed. Would he ever see the old dwarf again?