Cursed Party Game IC

[Tes]

Matt sighed at Sylvi's response and rested the side of his face on his palm. "No...no it's not...but I just don't understand her. Why she does what she does... and it's really annoying to just let her make her comments without any repercussions. I tried to ignore them for the most part..." Turning to Lena he continued "Look. I'm sorry for saying that...especially the part about your mother...but please just stop...It doesn't help anyone if we get in our hair all the time..."

[mrblah]

He was pleasantly confused when Lena took the reversal without any sort of fuss or promise of vengeance. Judging from how she interacted with everyone, he kinda felt like she'd bite his head off the moment he did something not to her interests, but... maybe he shouldn't be so quick to judge. He wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, at any rate. He did, however, give a pause at the sudden intervention from Matt and Sylvi. "..." More bickering and drama, it seemed. He wasn't wholly surprised by it considering Lena's parting comments, but it did make him feel awkward to just... cut in, and dare someone.

But that would also be a good way of moving things along, right? Baxter waited for what he felt was a good opportunity, then spoke up in what he thought was only a slightly louder tone of voice, but really ended up being him about twice as loud as usual. "TRUTH OR DARE, MORGAN?!" ... He really felt like taking Lena up on her dare now.

[Mark3000]

"Truth" Morgan said as he awaited Baxter's question. There had been quite a few dares already. And with someone like the shy boy before him, he would probably ask a rather benign question. "So tell me, what do you want to know." Morgan said with a flirtatious note.

[mrblah]

"Uh, s-so..." Obviously, Baxter hadn't been ready to give a dare nor ask a question. His prompting was rushed and entirely thoughtless—a mere attempt at moving on from what he felt may have evolved into a more tense situation. Still. He thought for a bit on just what he could ask, glancing down for a moment and falling silent. Morgan seemed like one of the more harmless people at the party, so he could maybe ask something that had really been on his mind...

"W-why cross-dressing? I mean, not that I have anything against it, b-but I've just never seen a guy blatantly wear women's clothes... u-unless, you don't like, identify as a guy? If that's the case then I really don't mean to misidentify you! You can—you can be whatever you want!" Oh jeez, maybe it wasn't such a good idea to step on this topic.

[Mark3000]

"You don't have to be so flustered Baxter. I get that question a lot" Morgan said with a light giggle "Weeellll, I identify as a guy. Crossdressing is just part of who I am. What we think of as man's clothing and woman's clothing is so ... restrictive. You wouldn't believe how freeing a skirt can be. But yea, I've been dressing like this since I was young and it just stuck."

Stretching his legs a bit, Morgan was about pick the next person when he paused. Looking around, his eyes settle on Hannah. " I don't think you gone a second time have you? Okay ... Hannah, true or dare?" He asked with a mischievous smile.

[CondorBoH]

Hannah smiled politely at Morgan, genuinely interested in what he was saying but sort of wilted under his mischievous look. His character was... going to make this interesting.
"Haha, I don't like that look in your eye. Alright, lets go for a Dare, lets see what you've got."
She made a 'come at me' gesture with her hands, laughing a little bit to try to get rid of her own nerves.

[Mark3000]

Despite his appearance, Morgan was a reasonable person. She could already see how nervous Hannah was. Ridding her mind of some of the more raunchy dares, the cross dressing cheerleader finally settled on one that might be perfect for the group.
"Brave one ain'tcha? Alright Hannah, I dare you to spend the rest of the night in just your underwear" Morgan said with a bit of a snicker. There was a good chance this dare would get reversed, but that wouldn't be so bad either.

[CondorBoH]

This was a Lose-Lose situation! If Hannah accepted the dare... well, that was a 'lose for her', being in her underwear for the rest of the night. If she reversed it, then Morgan would be the victim, but with his personality, no doubt he wouldn't mind it at all. She could see it written all over his face. What was this, an excuse to get naked for him?
She sat stewing for a moment, face scrunched up before sighing and standing up.
"Alright, fine. Give me a second. But I'm putting something over if I get cold."

Hannah went over to where she left her clothes before and went upstairs to the bathroom to get changed. She was already in a swimsuit, so it wouldn't be much different... no, no there's a little line that separates them. With another sigh, she returned to the group and took her spot, giving Morgan a brief glare.
All in all, her underwear was pretty boring. Both panties and bra were beige, with the only interesting part being that the girls (and Morgan, no doubt) would recognise her bra as a maternity bra. Her... rounded figure was much more on display compared to her one-piece swimsuit. When she sat down, Hannah crossed her arms over her chest in a pathetic attempt to cover herself.
"Is it just me, or did all of the pervy dares involve you?"

[Mark3000]

Morgan just laughed a bit at Hannah's response. "What can I say. Deep down I'm still a guy." he said as he swiped a quick glance at Hannah's underwear. It took him a second to realize the kind of bra Hannah was wearing. He'd seen a few of them around when he went shopping. Did that mean Hannah was ...

Taking a moment to pause Morgan shook his head. "Anyway Hannah, who are you picking?"

[Fantasy Fanatic]

//Timeskip a few rounds//

"And with that, I say we've played enough Truth or Dare." Violet declared, taking in the state of all of her guests and herself after having had Matt finish performing her last dare. The reason for her breaking off the game, fairly obvious, seeing as how every single one of them was now naked, only allowed to cover themselves with a towel, unless they had no problems showing themselves completely bare for the others. Violet, in addition was covered in writing and doodles, the back of her right hand having a triforce, her left one a small pink heart, a smiley on her left cheek, cat ears on her forehead, a goatee and a mustache on her lower and upper lips, as well as the words "Inflate in case of emergency" written across her left boob. In her discarded pile of clothing, instead of her pajamas top, laid Hannah's bra. In front of her, was a big, horse shaped dildo with a vibrate and swquirt function, she had been dared to show off as her favourite dildo, for everyone to see, on top of the knowledge she had had to reveal, that she mastrubated on average at least once a day. Looking to Baxter, she remembered having to lick peanut butter off his bellybutton. The game had certainly gone in a rather crazy direction, especially once she had been ordered to get naked. Fortunately, she had been allowed to cover herself with a towel, which she immediately wrapped herself in, but it was bad enough that she decided to stop the game, right after throwing out the last dare, forcing Matt to undress everyone else, and then himself, letting them only use towels, like herself in order to even out the end of the game.

"That got a little bit out of hand. How about we try another game, one where we let cards decide what happens instead." Violet explains, taking out a small box, containing a deck of cards, the box decorated box having the name of the game printed on the top "Party Deck". "The rules are simple, and I've already looked through the cards, so this won't get a crazy as this game of Truth or Dare did. If you wish to look them over yourselves first, go ahead while I explain the rules." Violet said, before reading the rules straight off the box.

"The game of Party Deck is composed of a deck of 80 playing cards. Each card is black with white text on it, describing an event or action that is to take effect once the card is drawn. To begin the game, 2-8 players must first agree to the amount of rounds to be played. Once the majority has reached a decision, the game will begin with the oldest player drawing the first card, continuing going clockwise. If the order of players changes during the game, the turn order will remain unchanged. During each turn, the player whose turn it is, is permitted to draw 1-3 cards, upon which the effect described on the cards will have to take effect. Once the game has begun, players are unable to stop playing until the game has concluded. If a player has a need to leave for some reason, temporary leave may be granted, provided they return to finish the game. The game can not be played with the intentions to hurt others, and participants will not be acknowledged as players in the events that they are severely injured, dying or otherwise incapacitated. No additional players can join an already ongoing game, and only those who have agreed to play will be part of the game from the beginning. In other words, one can not be forced to play the game against their will, unless the player has become unwilling after the game has begun. Drawn cards can repeat, the next turn can not begin until the card/s from the previous turn have been discarded, as they must be present in the deck for the next player to draw. The deck is shuffled between each turn. Each task fulfilled from a drawn card earns the player to fulfill it one point. The winner is the player with most points at the end of the game." Violet read all the rules. "Now, I know the wording is a bit strange in some cases, but I think this card game was part of some kind of themed party supply box, so it had some context with it that we don't have the stuff for." Violet explains her suspicions with a shrug, before pointing out the turn order.

"So, the game order will begin with me then I guess, following clockwise, it is me, Matt, Lena, Baxter, Hannah, Morgan and lastly Sylvi. So, how many rounds do you guys think we should play?" Violet asks them, hoping everyone was on board with this change of pace.

[exalted]

"Gee, ya think?" Lena huffed snarkily as Violet mentioned the Truth and Dare getting out of hand.

She sat half in her sleeping bag, using it cover her legs as she held a towel against her chest to finish covering herself. Her pride was panged again as she realized she was the least chesty of the girls, even that mousy girl Slyvi had a bigger rack then her, though at least she gotten revenge on the girl by making her stick ice cubes in her bra and down her panties. Shifting her position, she tried to suppress the memory of having to sit on Baxter's lap for 5 minutes and the strange bulge she kept feeling against her bikini bottoms until he had dared her to get off and dance. A childhood of ballet lessons prevented that from being embarrassing nor enlightening the group to the delectable and delicate dish known as a pavlova.

Of course that little witch Hannah had to steal a page out of her book and dared that creepazoid Matt to make out with her and just... ick... the same with having to swap bras/ bikini tops with Morgan... errrrrggggg... and then Matt undressing her... AGAIN.... ARRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lena listened glibly as Violet red out the rules, glaring at any of the boys who dared look at her in her semi exposed position.

"So we're meant to play a game you don't have all the stuff for?" she rolled her eyes, "How about one round then... or none"

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Above is not serious request for 0-1 rounds... more just Lena venting about being naked and such

3-5 Rounds sounds about right to me

[Tes]

"I've seen worse" Matt responds chuckling at the notion of the game getting out of hand and Lena doubling down on it. But even he had to admit that the situation escalated rather quickly, accompanied by some rather intense eye contact...

Violet's dare to drink milk while singing his least favorite song was still all fun and games; he had to think about it a second but proceeded to give his most condecending impression of I'm a Barby girl into a cup of milk with most of it running down his cheeks and front as a result; but Hannah daring him to make out with Lena caught him off guard. While having his troubles with her attitude he really wanted to claim those lips. He tried to respect Lena's aversion by not getting to into it, but didn't hesitate to show her what she is missing.

It was rather weird to dicuss his taste in porn openly, but less and less the more he talked. "Well...first of all POV will always be prefered, especially low production stuff like amateur videos need that extra immersion...I never understood this obsession with huge tits. I had it happen multiple times where I lost all interst in an actress after they got implants...I just like cute and or athletic much more than sexy and or volupteus...the short hair also plays into that I guess...I mostly enjoy a dominant male and submissive and or helpless female...and the title of quote on quote weirdest stuff I watch would probably go to Studio F.O.W...."

He felt and saw how awkward the push ups were making Sylvi feel and tried to minimize this uncomfortable feeling for her; this was thrown out of the window though when she as the second person tonight had to give him a lap dance. While Morgans performance could be classified as more skillful, Silvi's cuteness and the fact that he was actually attracted to the person sitting in his lap made this time a bit more "stirring"; to quote Lena. Not even mentioning his test of willpower to not get a raging hard on while she takes off his shorts with her teeth...

The last question was a tough one. He felt bad to rank the girls on how attracted he was to them and choose to be a bit more diplomatic with his answer "hm...just physically it would be Lena, Sylvi, Violet, Hannah from top to bottom but overall it's Violet, Sylvi, Lena, Hannah." Shaking his head he hastly added "not that you don't look good Hannah-" he felt like he was making this worse no matter what he said "-I just don't know you and...I think I should just shut up..."

He couln't really believe it when Violet began to undress in front of everyone and tried not to stare at her too much, but not looking at all would almost be weirder right?...but things got much weirder just a moment later when he needed to undress everyone himself included...he had only his towel wrapped around his waist as he sat there and felt Lena's glares whenever his eyes wondered her direction, but took them more as a challenge to stare than a repellant.

The card game sounded either super fun or super boring. So he stayed pretty conservative and says "Five rounds sound good I think. We could always do more after."

[exalted]

Lena had blushed slightly when Matt started to... vividly... explain his preferences in porn, unable to stop herself looking down at her own chest when he mentioned he preferred smaller breasts, though he hands clenched in rage when he mentioned the whole dominant and submissive thing - memories of their encounter flashing back again - and she flashed him an evil look again.

She nearly choked on the chip she was eating when he said he found her the most physically attractive of the girls here, her face turning a crimson and she twirled a finger nervously around a strand of hair as she tried to process the information... I mean, she, she was the best for once not Vio... wait... what? second last? SECOND LAST! How did she go from first to second last... no... NO! He was not getting back into her head, no, nuh uh, not happening.... Slyvi beat her? How the hell did that happen?

So Matt wanted Violet's mind in her body, she thought, glarring daggers briefly at Slyvi as she plotted the mousy girl's demise... was that why Matt pulled back in during the make out dare instead of... you know... what he'd done last time... not that she had liked that... of course she didn't... she wasn't a submis... nope... she was not playing into his porn fantasies... but mousy little Slyvi obviously would be... so that explained that, and ruled her off the list really... and the dork had always been head over heels for Violet so really that should disqualify that judging criteria... so no, she was still number 1 on the list and he definitely was not in her head.

[CondorBoH]

"Those rules sound over dramatic. Either yeah, its part of a set, or they wanted to cover the legal bases on the off chance that someone got hurt doing something on the cards."
Hannah spared a glance at the deck Violet was holding, not quite paying attention to all the rules listed. It was a lot! Also there was a lot going on. She was half mortified at everything that had happened and half enjoying herself. Lots and lots...
A glass of water sat next to her, the latest in a long line. One of the dares had her eat something so spicy, which was the least embarrassing one. The bellydance she gave the group (while wearing Victoria's too-small bra at the time) was also the least of her concerns nor was letting everyone here know that she was into pet-play and lactation.
While she still was having fun, she couldn't quite look Baxter in the eye after their 7 Minutes in Heaven. At the time she had been mostly naked and may have gotten a little too into it despite her better intentions.

Hopefully he wouldn't tell anyone what exactly happened in there, since she was somewhat embarrassed to have a peer find out she lactated AFTER learning that she was into it. It didn't help that like everyone else in the room, her modesty was being preserved by a towel. She had a sneaking suspicion that there would be a lot of slips over the card game's suggestions.
"I'm down for 5 or 6 rounds, sounds like it could be fun... and hopefully not as dynamic as... uh."
She spared a glance at Lena and then Baxter, before looking back.

At being listed last by Matt, Hannah stuck her tongue out at him, seemingly not too worried about his opinion of her but putting a little bit of effort into making herself look hurt by that.

[mrblah]

Baxter had a wild night. Full stop. That's all that had to be said.

The truth or dare game had most certainly gotten out of hand as Violet said, leaving the red-faced inventor in only a tenting towel to keep decent with. As the game progressed, Baxter found himself the accomplice to many incredibly embarrassing, stressful, and arousing dares that he 100% had no idea how to deal with. The time Lena had to sit in his lap, for one, was 5 minutes that he struggled through. Someone like him who's had sparse physical contact with the fairer sex couldn't measure up to such advanced play, especially when it involved an admittedly attractive and scantily clad woman. He couldn't hide just HOW affected he was from her one passive action, but thankfully, it seemed she hadn't felt a need to mention the boner he popped on her. Baxter Benjamin wasn't religious, but he thanked God for that... then felt mixed feelings for whether or not he should thank God when he got put into a closet with Hannah for 7 minutes.

That was probably the most mortifying and exhilarating moment of the night, for reasons he'd refuse to tell a soul. Hannah would probably appreciate his secrecy given the things he learned about her, but frankly speaking, it was just as much in his benefit to not talk much about it anyway. What happened in the closet taught him a lot of things, and all of those things will stay in the closet. Other highlights that he couldn't deal with included Violet licking peanut butter off his belly button and Matt... stripping him. One would expect that all of these pretty daring moments would shock him into being a little more guarded, but in some way, it actually served to bring him a little out of his shell. Everyone else suffered their own embarrassing times, and he could see that they really all were in the same boat. Thus far, the party had really been fun, and he couldn't say that he regretted coming even after suffering through his own awkwardness.

Still, there were other memories Baxter had of the game. He'd of course been given his own fair share of embarrassing dares, and gave not as good as he got. Everyone in the room now knew of his dirtiest fantasy involving a LOT of robotic tentacles and candles, telling of his closely guarded bondage fetish. He'd been forced to talk for 3 minutes and neatly sidestepped any dangerous Freudian slips by talking about technology, had eaten a pickle covered in barbecue sauce and jelly (note; it was disgusting), licked Morgan's toes for one minute, and then had to duct tape wax his legs. Those weren't the worst dares and truths he could've taken, but they were still challenging for him.

But now, all of that was in the past. Baxter mentally breathed a sigh of relief from his position at his sleeping bag, sitting Indian style with his towel around his waist and his head down. Sure it was fun, but he was exhausted. It felt like he'd just ran a marathon and he STILL had to work to keep his gaze away from the others. Everyone was pretty compromised, and he'd have a hard time dealing with much more without exploding. It was fortunately a pretty easy task to avoid looking at them thanks to his long bangs. They proved adequate in covering his eyes, and with his head hanging, he could only really see the floor he'd been staring at, though he still had to glance every now and again at the others as they spoke.

When the topic of the new game was brought up, Baxter had taken a quick glance over at Violet to see the card game in question. Everyone still wanted to play, even after they'd been stripped bare? He just couldn't keep up with these party people. Baxter half-listened as Violet explained the rules, somewhat interested in knowing what he was getting into but also board game rules are boring to listen to in just about any world. He tuned back in fully when Violet finished and asked for their opinions on the round count, though Baxter didn't have much of one. "5... or 6 sounds good." So he regurgitated what Hannah said, not missing the look she shot him as he'd just done the same to her. His eyes were immediately trailing back to the ground because no no no no don't think about the closet Bax don't do it to yourself. "I'm, I'm good with whatever everyone else wants."

[Mark3000]

"Ah and things were finally starting to get spicy" Morgan said as sat as nude as the rest of the party goers. Despite shedding his feminine clothing, Morgan still managed to radiate this sort of girlish mystique with his tone figure and lush hips.

Just as Morgan was trying to keep the game tame, everyone else seemed ready to go off the train. Though he had to admit, swapping bras with Lena was a real treat. It was only a bit larger then the one he wore. He also appreciated the attention his toes got as Baxter licked barbecue sauce from them. After every few licks, a soft moan would escape his mouth.

Aside from those, There were a few other interesting truths and dares given out. Morgan as always was willing to take all comers. When asked what celebrity Morgan would be gay for, Morgan was quick to answer. Though instead of one name, he pretty much listed half the Screen Actor's Guild. Then when he asked Baxter about the first time he masturbated, Morgan wasn't expecting him to bare his soul and reveal his bondage fetish. He'd have to remember that for latter on.

But that was in the past, the future was now. And that future involve a card game. As Morgan listen to the rules for the game, he nodded. "Wow that's a lot of rules for a card game" Morgan said with a playful tone. "I'd be up for five or six rounds"

[ChibiKitsune]

Sylvi was embarrassed. That much was for sure. Her entire face was a dark shade of red, especially dark on her skin. She was wrapped in the towel as much as she could manage to hide herself in it. Which was probably more than anyone expected. She had shrunk herself into the towel, legs held against her so she needed less towel to cover her. It had been interesting trying to get her to speak, she was chattering and stuttering, especially after the pushup dare that someone had given Matt, followed by the dare she had gotten to give him a lapdance. Still though, she had to smile when he said she was the second most attractive both overall and physically. Lena's stare had made her shrink away from the other woman, however. And she was still there, still playing, despite her discomfort. When Violet came out with the deck, Sylvi didn't even bother looking. She didn't want to know.

"I... I don't know. I guess five or six rounds is okay." She replied haltingly.

[Fantasy Fanatic]

"No, no. It's not that we don't have the stuff for the game Lena, it's more like playing a game of Halloween Monopoly when it's not halloween. The cards and names in the game will all be halloween themed, that kind of stuff is what I meant." Violet explained to her, before listening to everyone else. 5-6 rounds seemed to be the consensus.

"Alright, seems we're going for 5 rounds to begin with. Since I'm the host, like stated in the rules, the oldest, I'm starting." Violet says, reaching forward to draw the first card. As soon as Violet touched the deck of cards, the atmosphere in the room seemed to change, and those paying attention to the box from which Violet had taken the deck changed so that the name and motif on the box changed along with the cards. Violet, seemingly oblivious to the change kept talking. "To start it of with something a bit more interesting, I'm drawing two cards." Violet said, unaware of the new name on the box spelling out "Game of Desires" as she drew two cards and read them to herself silently, while wearing a shocked expression at both the fact that the cards were unfamiliar to her, as well as what was written on them.

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Card roll 1. 1d80 = 48.
"A scar, typical for branding with a hot iron appears, announcing you as a sex slave and the name of the person to your left (turn order) to be you your owner."

Card roll 2. 1d80 = 9.
"The knowledge of all possible cards is temporarily revealed and you may choose any one of the cards within this deck. The effect of the chose card can be applied to any player, including yourself. If they are any available choices to be made as a result of the chosen card, you get to choose instead of the one the card is applied to."

Chosen card: 15. Target: Self.
"Any and all card effects you have been affected by during the currently ongoing game session are undone, as if they never happened. (Memories of the game however remain unchanged.)"

Violet grit her teeth in and felt her eyes tear up as she held back a scream as she felt her skin become unbearably hot on her left buttcheek. Fortunately, since it was covered by her towel, no one could see the slave branding that had suddenly made itself apparent on her skin with a clear as day declaration that she belonged to Matt. Violet didn't have much of a moment to even process the fact, before the effect of the second card kicked in, and her mind was suddenly flooded with information about all the cards in the deck, and she felt herself pale as she understood what they were now in for. "Oh god." She managed to say, before the subtle magic of the cursed deck forced her to make a decision before stripping her of the knowledge of the deck as she chose to get rid of all previous card effects, the slave brand on her but disappearing as if it was never there.

Realizing she had bent over forward in pain from the earlier card, Violet blushed and sat back up, before looking at everyone around her. "Guys, I don't know how, but I think this isn't the game I thought it was. I'm sorry but I don't think we should play it." She says, putting the cards she had drawn on the ground next to her, face down, only for the cards to suddenly slide across the floor and join back in with the rest of the deck, followed by the deck reshuffling itself.

Once again, the subtle magics decided to hurry the game along slightly as Violet next spoke without meaning to." Matt, your turn next." Violet said, before covering her mouth in shock. "I didn't say that!" She insisted, hoping the freaky self propelled cards and deck would convince everyone else she wasn't crazy, unless they hadn't seen it all and she was.

Meanwhile, Matt would feel compelled to draw 1-3 cards from the deck.

[Tes]

Matt looked around, confused by the sudden shift but shook his head and watched Violet draw two cards, chuckeling a bit as he had the same plan. He didn't know what there was to win in this game, but he damn well will try to win anyway. It's not before Violet suddenly screams out in pain that he realises something weird is going on. Worried as he was he leaned over putting a hand on her shoulder asking "What's going on? Are you ok?"

What Violet said next did indeed reveal that nothing was ok though. If that wasn't enough he saw the cards slide across the floor and shuffle neatly into the deck, making him shake his head, blink and rub his eyes, not believing what he say was real. His attention was briefly back on Violet after she announced his turn so out of the blue and his hand without him noticing moved to the pile and according to his original plan it picked off two cards for him to read.

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Card roll 1. 1d80 = 2.
"As a Woman, the size of your breasts is increased by one cup size. As a Man, your Penis grows by one penis size. As a Futanari or Herm, you may choose to increase the size of either your breasts or your Penis."

Card roll 2. 1d80 = 58.
"The person to your immediate left (turn order) issues a command which you have to follow. (Any command that involves self harm, injury of self or others or can be perceived as deadly or a risk of life will not count.)"

Matt again looks cunfused out of his mind reading the cards, then surprised and wide eyed as his penis indeed began to grow under his towel. Laying on his stomach, no one could see what was going on, but he definitely felt it. Before he could really cope with this though the second card came into effect and he said "Lena, You can issue one command to me. Anything you want except injuring to me or others." seemingly unconcerned with anything else going on.

[mrblah]

Baxter watched quietly as Violet started her turn, also missing the change on the box. He wasn't sure just what they were in for with this new game, but he hoped it'd be a fun time (and hopefully less embarrassing than truth or dare was). That hope seemed defeated when he saw their hostess' reaction after she pulled her cards—the young inventor was confused and didn't know what to make of it. "Uh... are- are you..." He trailed off uncertainly. Was she having some sort of allergic reaction or something? Maybe the cards were made of something her body wasn't accustomed to touching..? Violet seemed to recover though, before he could finish his thought. Then, she gave her misgivings about the game, and Baxter wholeheartedly agreed. "There's probably better games to play. We don't have to play this one." Somehow, he really had a bad feeling about this weird card game.

Then, something happened that he couldn't really explain to himself. Just as Violet placed down the cards she drew, they seemed to zip back to the deck and it reshuffled itself. "Wh-what??" He watched it in total befuddlement. This... was weird. Baxter was a firm believer of science and, while he wouldn't say he completely disbelieved in the supernatural, he was fairly skeptical of ghosts and such. But...

That's when he checked the box again and noticed the name change. He couldn't exactly remember what it was before, but... they most certainly were NOT playing a 'Game of Desires' a minute ago. "W-wait, what?" Baxter looked to Violet when she spoke to Matt, and then Matt went along with it to do his part of the game. Was he the only one really suspicious of this? The young inventor scooted away from the deck, glancing away in a bit of fear. Again—he was a scientific believer. He was a skeptic. This... whatever it was, it wasn't anything he's seen before. Was this a common ghost story like a haunted deck? Maybe some kind of sick joke prepared by someone in the party? He didn't know, but he would rather not be apart of it. "Guys, uh... we could- we could play something else, right? This game seems kind of..."