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[digitalariel.livejournal.com]

[Wecome to the Game Grid. It's a flashback for Quorra, a reminder of one of her first escapades into the city. She'd slipped up, been caught by a Recognizer, and sent to the Games.

The lightdisc arena looks something like four clear plastic boxes put together with just the edges touching, leaving a square in the middle. In each box there is a pair of Gamers, each prepped and ready to fight to the death. This is a dangerous game, kill or be killed, and this is one of the last rounds.

Quorra's crouched over, a dangerous, almost animalistic look in her eyes as she faces down her opponent. After cycles and cycles of training, the girl is absolutely deadly. She grips her disc tightly, muscles tensing, preparing to launch herself into action.

So which are you? The opponent? Or someone in the audience?]

((ooc: Obviously since this is a dream, Quorra can't actually kill you, despite how much she wants to. If it gets to that point, go ahead and decide for yourself what'll happen. It's a dream, so be creative~))