Games

This was rather suprising. Back when you where younger you had a near obsession with games. Both boardgames working with plastic and paper, and virtual games. You spent entire days playing and the few moments you weren’t were watching games. This later evolved in you designing some games, 1 of which became wildly succesfull. That 1 successfull game is one of the main reasons you had a passive income. It wasn’t alone the reason for your wealth but the monthly income could sustain you without goverment help on its own if everything else was lost. Emma was looking at you with begging eyes as you where lost in thought. You gave Emma a pat on her head, of course we’ll enter, I promised I would let you choose some store didn’t I. Emma lit up like a christmas tree.

And so you entered the store, partly because you where curious what Emma wanted, but also to relive some of your younger days. Before a dozen lifetimes of experience changed you and your priorities.

Emma was like a little puppy. Every second she seemed to be looking at something else as she dashes from game to game almost like she’s looking for something. Eventually you moved on to a second room. It was smaller then the first and in the middle stood a large wooden table with a checkerboard etched into it, except instead of squares they were all rectangular. On it were cards next to each other with little metal figures on them. Around the table 2 boys of around 20 (at least with how they looked, the could be centuries old) where staring intently at the cards in their hands. As you looked at the art on the back of the cards you recognized it instantly, this was your game! You knew it was popular but it still made you very proud to see it in the wild. Especially since this table seemed dedicated to it.

It was at this point one of the boys noticed you and gave you a short greeting before returning back to the game. It was at this point Emma came around the corner. Her Eyes lit up and she almost ran past you to look at the cards in their hand. You saw one of the boys tense up as her breasts came to rest on his shoulder whilst she tried to have a peek at his cards. After he relaxed he looked at her and said: you play this game as well?

Emma responded with a firm Yes!

I played a bit back in the day you said casually. As Emma looked at you suprised. Would you mind if we borrowed your decks and have a match of our own after you finish?

The boy at the otherside of the table (right) replied: as far as i’m concerned you can start right now. I have already won. The boy on the left obviously didn’t agree. But based on the boardstate and a quick peek at his cards you didn’t see it very likely he would win.

And so you waited for the match to finish. You grabbed your foldaphone (phone but bendy, relativly expensive but very convenient) and looked at the wiki-article for your game. Due to its nature as a card game it got expanded over time. Thankfully most of the cards still followed the basic principles you set out when you made it. So even though you wouldn’t recognize most cards there wouldn’t be anything you can’t quickly figure out. Emma kept standing by the table to watch the match play out. As you lazily waltzed around the store.

After a bit of waiting you heard a frustrated growl and the boy who claimed his victory befoe you left the room stormed past you out of the room. Looks like he lost.

As you entered the room you saw the victor sitting at his table with a wide grind on his face.

Welcome welcome. I’m sorry I didn’t properly introduce myself previously. The name is sven, i’m the owner of this fine establishment. Don’t worry about the guy that just left, he comes here every week to challenge me and always loses. But he always come’s back, the prize of a legendary card of his choosing is to alluring.

Anyway ill give you both a deck and some stickers and you can play, ill be up front if you need me.

You didn’t remember any stickers, what did they add?