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Aug 26, 2019 22:28:52 GMT
Post by crow. on Aug 26, 2019 22:28:52 GMT
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Bystander or a user themselves, no one can deny the impact that follows the actions of those with personas. They are gifted with a unique power, even if the power can lead to their untimely demise. Every story has a Fool, and every story is different. The only string that runs between those different worlds being the origin of those fantastical powers.[break][break]
An old man and attendants wrapped in velvet, aiding their own hero in magnificent deeds. It was an honorable mission, not to mention one that kept the universe in balance. It’s power, though, is easy to become obsessed over, wanting nothing more than to continue gaining more and more, even going so far as to commit unspeakable acts. To betray the very essence that delivered such powers in the first place. [break][break]
A new evil has arisen in a world separate from any other. This world is one that has already been lost, already fallen into the depths of chaos due to the hubris of one that came before. Before the Dark Hour. Before the Midnight Channel. Before Mementos. This world, just like them had a hero, a Fool with the destiny to save it. However, their lust became too great, turning on those who’s strength had carried them to greatness. In this world, reality and the world of shadows have collided, residents locking themselves in their homes and praying for reprieve, any hint of the velvet room being destroyed for good.[break][break]
However, it may not be too late. In a last attempt to restore balance and save this world from oblivion, persona wielders have been stolen from their time, even aroused from death to aid in the cause. In the center of the city lies a twisted and dark tower that reaches past the clouds and holds the secrets you will need to restore peace. However, that is not the only challenge that may lie ahead. While the lure of the tower is inevitable, who will save the humans left from the shadows that litter the streets, crashing down doors and killing anything in sight?[break][break]
Time is short, and the fate of this world lies in your hands.
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Aug 29, 2019 18:17:59 GMT
Post by crow. on Aug 29, 2019 18:17:59 GMT
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“You won’t say no, will you? “
He couldn’t breathe. The shot landed in his lung, pain blossoming all over his chest, reaching down to his feet. His mouth was filled with blood and regret, breath choking on both. He didn’t want to die—he didn’t want to be like her, he didn’t want to be dead. Voices blurred as he felt his consciousness drift further and further away, vision fading from dark tones to complete darkness. [break][break]
Blue flickered beneath his eyelids, accompanied by words he couldn’t hear, before fading completely, replacing itself with harsh tones of green and red. Letting out a pained groan, he found himself sitting up, clutching his head as the whirlwind of the two contrasting powers made themselves known, almost as if they were stretching from a long slumber. It hurt; much more than the ache from his muscles did. Tightening his grip on his hair, suddenly let go of his locks, only to stand up upon unsteady feet. [break][break]
This had to be hell he was in. Blood spatters lined the pavement, houses blockaded up, streets broken through by bone, and the sky—it was a sickly green, drawing the eyes to a full moon. It was nothing short of downright terrifying, resulting in a shiver going through the detective. A groan made his head turn sharply, his eye’s locking onto a figure made of dark limbs. It almost resembled a shadow; it even had a mask upon where a face would be. No—it didn’t resemble one; it was one. Hundreds of hours of metaverse instincts kicked in, forcing Goro to run behind a building, regardless of the pounding headache he had. [break][break]
Narrowing his eyes, he moved one foot in front of the other, calculating eyes glancing around the scenery. Gloved hand found itself tensing through it all, only stopping once he realized he had been holding onto a briefcase the entire time. His briefcase—he was armed. Breathing a sigh of relief, he turned a corner, only to find something, no, someone else. “Hello? “The detective called out with a hoarse voice, ending it with covering his mouth as he cleared his throat.
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Aug 29, 2019 19:26:09 GMT
Post by pallas on Aug 29, 2019 19:26:09 GMT
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Click. Oculars open and close rapid in succession. One moment resting on standby, the next a disappearance of everything she knew. The world. It was hers. It wasn't. Something new, something rotting. What had she been doing before resting? The living area. Her leader had convinced her to stay out there, she had been watching a movie. The two of them, Junpei, Yukari. Ken having gone to bed earlier, the seniors having work to complete. The world had been theirs in that moment, now it was held by something unknown. Unfair, to be taken from them. Her mission, the reason her chest hums with energy, was to be beside her Leader. Now... What was the mission? Rolling back memories, fast forward 1.5 speed to see if anything can be deduced. Nothing, emptiness, a flash of blue? Slow down. Enhance. Comprehend language. Nothing worked. She managed to see an instantaneous picture of blue before returning to darkness. All it did was confirm one thing. Something happened and it was intentional. Are the others here? Is everybody safe? Circuits sparked between fingers, sudden twitching causing a clench of fists. Eyes scanning in rapid succession, body turning for full scope of area. Empty. Bare. Void. She had to continue on.[break][break]
Thunk, thunk, thunk! A run, hooves stomping street as she tried to find something alive. Perhaps something to make sense of the situation. Nothing. Time clicked on. It went on. This was not the Dark Hour. Something more sinister, more malicious crept in the air as she now assessed the continuing of real time. Would it disappear at random? Was this permanent? The known and unknown crashed into each other like speeding cars. Only one thing made sense, the S.E.E.S agent soon jumped by the existence of shadows. Small in form, nothing to be truly frightful of. Still the existence caused further worry to form in servos. Tips of fingers spreading and curling inward to reveal gaping holes in their place. A barrage of bullets soon spraying around area where she located the shadow. Evaporated with ease, this was not a concern to her. Tips returning, hooves clacking earth with newfound urgency. She had to find someone. She had to. "Hello? This is Aegis, requesting confirmation from anyone around! Is there anyone around requiring assistance!"
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Aug 30, 2019 22:29:41 GMT
Post by oracle on Aug 30, 2019 22:29:41 GMT
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"Get ready, there's a big attack incoming!" her voice echoed over the speaker, the green light of the screens reflecting on her glasses. The readings were nothing too worrying, but there was something off about the attack she had sensed, as if there was something else pulling on her consciousness. Her gut instinct told her something was wrong. Or maybe it was that something was about to go wrong. That made her pause. Something definitely wasn't right. She scowled at the screens before her, tucked safely within the confines of Necronomicon.
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She opened her mouth to shout another warning, but a wave of vertigo washed over her, feeling as if her Persona had just been sent flipping through the air. For a brief second, she wondered if she'd lost consciousness, the screens going completely dark after a blue flicker seemed to wash over her vision. It was momentarily blinding, but when her vision cleared, she found she'd been dumped rather unceremoniously onto the ground. She expected to see her friends before her, but the sight that greeted her was definitely not Mementos.
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A chill rippled down her spine, eyes widening as she slowly drew into a crouch. The atmosphere was eerie. The whole place was bathed in an eerie green glow, a full moon looming over her head. She didn't need her Persona to know this place was bad news. But how had she ended up here?
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"Hey, hey, are you serious right now?" she asked quietly. "This is definitely a horror game setting. Is the killer gonna show up right in front of me?" she paused, a grimace tugging at her lips. "I shouldn't jinx myself. But this is definitely NG." Could she get a different respawn point, please?! Dumping her on her own like this seriously wasn't cool. What was she supposed to do if she ran into an enemy, huh? Analyze it to death? As if that would work! Ah, if only Necronomicon had battle capabilities...but she was more suited to playing support, dammit! Hurriedly shaking her head, she decided she just needed to stay calm. The first priority was finding a familiar face.
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A low guttural noise drew her attention, and she turned to see some sort of blob-ish shape moving away from her. It hadn't noticed her yet, whatever it was. She had a feeling it was a shadow, but it looked so different compared to the ones that had been roaming around Mementos, the ones that reminded her of the angel from that one anime. What was it's name? Sachiel? Sariel? Either way, it was bad news if that thing noticed her. It was time to go stealth mode! Too bad there was no cardboard box nearby for her to sneak around in.
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There was a distant noise that reminded her of gunfire, making her suck in a breath. That meant she wasn't alone here. That was a start! She crept onto a side street, taking care to move as quietly as she possibly could, trying to find someone who was able to fight. But, in doing so, she was completely blindsided by a voice suddenly speaking up, barely keeping herself from screeching in fright as she jumped almost a foot in the air. She spun around, blinking owlishly as she took in the figure. Wasn't that...Akechi?
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Unable to keep herself from speaking, she pointed at him. "What in the world are you doing here?!"
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Post by phoenix. on Aug 31, 2019 4:24:25 GMT
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I wanna mean something to somebody else, feel a significance in the real world. It's not enough to live out a lucky life. If I could buy forever at a price, I would buy it twice. Oh, if the Earth ends in fire and the seas are frozen in time, there'll be just one survivor: the memory that I was yours and you were mine.
[attr="class","nobodycaresmid"] [attr="class","nobodycaresmid1"]Sapphire, barely even a flicker of light against the darkness that shrouded the young woman, but enough to cause eyelashes to flutter, brows to pull together. There wasn’t a doubt about whether or not she recognized the strange light, it had appeared in her journey time after time, and she had grown into the assumption that it was connected to the mystical room that plagued her dreams. The Velvet Room, where Igor and Elizabeth aided in her journey through the reality of the Dark Hour, and made her feel both on edge and comfortable at the same time. It was a difficult thing to describe, something only another Wildcard would even begin to imagine. Not that any others existed; she was entirely alone in the world with a gift that had kept her and her friends alive… well… most of them. [break][break]
Had she been able to feel her form as it drifted through the abyssal space, droplets may have begun to form in the inner corners of her eyes, fists might have clenched at her sides. However, there was nothing. Though it only lasted a few moments, it felt to be an eternity of waiting, of wondering. It must have been a dream! A dream where Minako couldn’t feel, couldn’t parse through the miasma of her thoughts, and couldn’t see anything besides black.[break][break]
Feeling regained, eyelids falling shut before opening to a world beyond her own comprehension. Crimson hues scanned her surroundings; it was like the Dark Hour, but not exactly. The entire world coated in the sickly-green tint she so recognized, the moon too pale to be golden but not quite its natural hue either. That was all to be expected, what wasn’t were the skewers of bone and flesh sprouted from the earth, breaking roads in two, tearing through the insides of buildings, and almost… breathing. No, pulsating─ the flesh that clung to parts of the bone twitched like nothing she had ever seen before, sending a wave of nausea to her stomach. [break][break]
Don’t puke. Despite how her abdomen threatened to spill its contents, there wasn’t any time to lose her guts. A figure composed of darkness, a shadow, slithered through the cracks in the pavement, gaining in speed until it sprouted from the ground and knocked the Fool onto her backside. Its eerie groans had shifted to chuckles as elongated hands reached out to grab her. “Thanatos, come!” digits reached to the holster at her hip to grasp at the air that should have been her standardized S.E.E.S weapon. In a moment of adrenaline and panic, hands found a piece of a broken streetlight, crashing the metal pole into the shadow’s abdomen before making a run for it. Whether it was dead or not didn’t matter, she had to get out of here and fast. [break][break]
It only took a second to hear the sound of bullets hailing in the distance. Aegis, it had to be! Right? She was the only one she knew who could have unleashed so many bullets at once. Unless of course, it was a complete stranger. There wasn’t enough time to contemplate whether or not it was the right decision, her legs began making the sprint towards the sounds as quickly as she was capable. It wasn’t long before she heard the name she had been hoping for and spotted the blonde locks.[break] [break]
“A-Aegis, I’m here!” [break][break]
Lips formed into a smile as she halted mere feet away from the Aeon. Even being such a short sprint, her chest rose and fell in quick succession as she attempted to retrieve her breath. “I-I’m so glad you’re here!” A pause followed, her smile fading as quickly as it had appeared. “Where is here, Aegis?”
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Post by rebellenoir on Aug 31, 2019 9:34:45 GMT
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What’s up danger?
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“Whoa…” The young trickster utters at the sight of blue, that quick flicker brought back memories that were not distant in the slightest. This cold feeling could only mean..the Velvet room. But something was different. Akira was not greeted by the ominous Igor or his assistant Lavenza, what happened then and there confused even him. There was a sensation that made him feel odd. Suddenly a light was seen, however, too bright to allow his eyes to remain open and the moment he closed them it was as if he’s instantly left the secret confines of the velvet room and found himself somewhere else. Eyes were still closed but he felt the wind against his skin, it was something welcoming and reminded him of home but once he opened his eyes the trickster could only wish that was the case.[break][break]
The place he was may have resembled what home would look like at one point..but now, it was nothing short of a horror movie. Roads were almost destroyed, houses and homes boarded but left to ruin, what exactly could have happened here but more importantly where is here exactly. Another thing that struck him as eerie was the strange hue of green that covered the area..was this night time? Slowly gazing into the jade skies to see the moon at its brightest. Funny, if he wasn’t scared ad worried at this moment he would have at least thought the moon had looked nice tonight. But something took him out of his train of thought..“A gunshot?” The male utters almost silently.[break][break]
Normal circumstances it would be wiser to run away from the source of gunfire. But this was different, there were so many different scenarios that played in his mind. Maybe the shot was made in self-defense or perhaps it was a warning shot, it could even be a misfire for all he knew. Though ONE thing was for sure, you needed fingers to pull a trigger and it calmed his anxiety to know he was not the only person in this strange world. So, his heels propel him forward in a sprint. Muscles corresponding to him perfectly, though he moved swiftly he was indeed pacing himself as Ryuji had instructed him throughout their many runs through Tokyo.[break][break]
With slowed his pace down were the sounds of gunfire once more but in rapid succession. The sound resembled that of a sub-machine gun at least. Which meant there was more than one person here. There was the thought that things could fo south the moment he arrived at the source of the noise. Strangely enough, this place felt a lot like the metaverse. It was probably the reason his mind had not drifted into complete fear and anxiety. Should things go sour, there was always Arsene to get him out of trouble. The sound could not have been further so it was at this point Akira kept closest to the walls, thinking it would be best to survey the area once he arrived.[break][break]
The sound of a voice being carried off by the wind made it clear that he had found the source of the gunshot. This voice was that of a female..and she did not sound hostile in any way. His back clung against the wall of a house before peeking into the area to see a brunette and another blond woman. How much of a threat were they?? He was in NO way a sensor type like his partner Futaba but to at least guage an enemy’s threat level he had one ability: His Third eye. Both his eyes changes into a shade of crimson behind the lenses of his glasses and began focusing on the females. This is surprising, these two resonated with quite an aura..the same aura that would surround his own teammates.[break][break]
That couldn’t be right..were these women?? “Persona users?” He said silently, in disbelief he might add. Stepping out from the wall and giving them a ‘Hey.’ To make his presence known. Both his arms reached for the sky to give them false security that he wasn’t armed, which was the truth to some extent but he genuinely indeed meant them no harm whatsoever. “I’m not armed..I’m not an enemy I’m just..lost and I-” Then he heard another voice, this one was blatantly louder and familiar. “Futaba??” He spoke as he looked into the direction of where he heard the voice, quite the opposite direction from where he came out as well.[break][break]
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Post by minato on Sept 1, 2019 18:36:54 GMT
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One foot in front of the other. Azure bangs hung into the young man's eyes as he warily made his way through deserted streets-- the state of his faded, time-worn clothing barely registering a blip of irritation along his conscious mind. There seemed to be a lot more important things than that going on-- never mind the fact that something about the eeriness of the situation felt familiar in distinctly uncomfortable ways. Deserted streets, disturbing noises in the background, something about this felt like he'd been here before; or if not here, somewhere very much like it.[break][break]
One foot in front of the next. The side street Minato wandered down was darker than the main road; but a good ways away, a decent-sized length of spiral-twisted rebar was propped up against the wall. His footfalls echoed in his ears as he moved towards it-- taking hold of the cold metal rod with a confidence that betrayed either prior training, or simple prior knowledge-- everything in his head was a jumble at this moment in time, and all out-of-context, out of place. This felt like a 'Dark Hour', but... It wasn't, and he wasn't even certain how he knew that.[break][break]
Grim faces, laughing faces, red armbands-- it all felt so familiar; yet... Why can I not place you? One palm came up to press to his forehead-- just mulling it over was giving him a splitting headache; but a wet, growling shuffle behind him shattered his focus, drawing his attention to... Something he wanted to call a 'Maya' for some reason. Its limbs writhed with a disjointed, unsettling jerkiness that betrayed its unnatural nature; almost as 'loudly' as the cyan mask settled over its face. Minato's stance flattened; the rebar held poised behind him as he stared the creature down-- and as though it sensed the determination within the young man's rebar-gripping fist, the creature shuffled backwards, back into the dimness where the streetlights couldn't properly reach.[break][break]
The limits on his bravado had finally been reached and breached, the moment the shadowy thing retreated. The teen turned on his heel before taking off, devil be damned the headache threatening to split his brain in two-- not stopping until he'd reached another streetlight, resting with a palm against the metal as his breath came in harsh rasps. His bangs felt like they were plastered to his forehead in sweat-- and somewhere along the way, the rebar length had fallen forgotten. Not good. I need to find something more useful before another one of those things shows up again. Or... Anyone else. Maybe it'll help things settle.[break][break]
Slowly, he pushed himself back upright off the streetlamp-- only for the sound of gunshots to ring out; somewhere in the distance before him. On one hand, Minato knew that running directly towards it was very likely a bad idea... But he didn't have any better options; and at the moment? It beat getting jumped by another shadow. His breath hadn't fully returned yet-- but he at least tried to move quickly towards the source of the disturbance.[break][break]
One foot in front of the other.[break][break]
[attr="class","curragebot"]@pinksniper, the floor's yours.
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Post by pinksniper. on Sept 4, 2019 2:22:41 GMT
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Yukari couldn’t stop the frightened chill that continuously crept down her spine.[break][break]
From the start she’d thought she was in the Dark Hour, but...everything felt different. The air felt colder than she remembered, and the atmosphere was intense. A hand reached back to feel for the bow still strung over her shoulder, reveling at the sliver of relief it gave. The arrows in her quiver rattled with her every step, signifying that she had slight means to defend herself if things got dicey. And knowing how her luck went...things would certainly become dicey at some point. [break][break]
Moving around a crumbling building gave way to a dilapidated scene, crumbling buildings and worn away sidewalk and roads stretching out in front of her. It was a disheartening sight, but the sheer familiarity of it all was what really struck the poor girl. Had she somehow stumbled into a different Dark Hour? Did something like that even actually exist? These were questions she likely would’ve had for Mitsuru if the upperclassman was around, but the more she tried to find something actually familiar about this place, the more she realized she was indubitably alone.
Or at least...she was for the moment.[break][break]
The echo of a gunshot rang through the area, the sound piercing through Yukari’s ears and putting her on edge. Gunshots could mean anything, right..? It could be a friend! Or it could be something else entirely...there was genuinely no way to tell without investigating. Swallowing the apprehension that began to well up inside of her, she squared her shoulders and made her way in the direction of the gunshot.[break][break]
Had Yukari taken her earlier feeling of apprehension more seriously she might’ve been prepared for what she almost ran into, a Shadow popping up seemingly out of nowhere in front of the brunette. It seemed to stare into her soul through its mask,its gaze freezing her every muscle in place as it surged towards. Instinct kicked in before the terror could completely set in, her bow drawn and an arrow directed towards the creature. She took a steadying breath, eye trained on the mass as she took her shot, arrow sinking into the Shadow right beneath his mask. Not planning to wait around and see if the creature was vanquished she hightailed it out of there, hand still clenched around her bow’s grip as she moved on.[break][break]
If that creature had meant anything, it was that she wasn’t as alone as she’d initially felt, and that in itself was its own comfort. Maybe if she kept pushing on she’d find that one of her friends found their way into this place as well. The more she thought about it however, the more she hoped not.[break][break]
Being stuck alone in this messed up Dark Hour felt like its own special kind of purgatory.
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Sept 6, 2019 18:49:55 GMT
Post by mitsuru. on Sept 6, 2019 18:49:55 GMT
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A wave of exhaustion had hit Mitsuru as she sat behind her desk, working on some schoolwork that had needed her attention. It was odd – she always made sure to get enough sleep. Yet right now, it seemed like it was a battle she was losing. Slowly but surely, the heiress slowly nodded off. A faint blue flashed behind closed eyelids – causing the female to perk her head up again and flutter eyes open, as if catching herself dozing off.[break][break]
Exhaustion soon became non-existent as she sat upon an old, weary bench in the middle of a city. It was unbeknownst to her, not recognize where she was – how she got here. But the thing she knew for certain? Something was very wrong. Structures consisting of flesh and bone split concrete ground, it was nauseating to be so close to one – but Mitsuru kept herself composed. Everything had a green tint, a green hue – something that for some reason, reminded her of the Dark Hour. Brown irises glanced up, taking notice of the moon. There was definitely something off about the object in the sky, but she couldn’t exactly tell what. Who knew, perhaps this was all a dream ; she was dozing off not that much earlier.[break][break]
Slowly pushing herself off of the bench, she glanced around, taking a better look of the place where she was right now - something that oddly reminded her of a park. Everything seemed deserted. Was she alone? Eyes darted around to inspect the area further as she began to walk, confirming her earlier thoughts of not recognizing the city at all. A brisk halt as the more than familiar sound of gunshots in the far distance filled the otherwise silent city.[break][break]
"Gunshots?"[break][break]
Was it Aegis? Or was it someone . . something else? Friend or foe? It would be a risky and foolish idea to go towards the source of the disturbance without being certain of who it was. Instead, she decided to explore the city more. Her step was never wavering, an even pace as she made her way through streets – too empty for it to be comfortable. It was when she was about to turn a corner that she saw a Shadow. This meant she had to be more careful, she had nothing to defend herself with – no Rapier, no Evolver to summon her Persona. So unless she found something to defend herself with, she was in danger every time she came across one. Taking a step back, she turned around in the way she came from. Right now, avoiding Shadows was the best.[break][break]
Maybe she should’ve gone towards the gunshots she had heard earlier on. But atleast she knew she wasn’t alone here, wherever here was. Perhaps there were others around, aside from the person who had shot and if that's the case ; she should find them.
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Post by disgracedflag on Sept 8, 2019 5:50:56 GMT
[nospaces] BANG BANG BABY I SHOOT RIGHT THROUGH YOUR HEART [attr="class","cc_text"] What the eff? One minute he was in his room, trying to search the internet for an answer to this game's ridiculous puzzles. Come on, who has time to run around a small area finding all the right little pieces to unlock the door! He just wanted to go nuts with his hammer. Just as he was about to get his answers the screen died, frustration rising until he realized the TV blacked out too. Confusion lasted for a second at most before suddenly everything shifted, feeling a sense of vertigo before suddenly he was in a room not his own. Weirder yet, his outfit wasn't even his own. Well, it wasn't something he was supposed to wear in reality. He was wearing his Phantom Thief apparel, complete with the bat loosely hanging from his hand. Too many times this weird shit happens without him doing anything. Stealth wasn't much a thought as he pushed open door after door to leave the random house, now looking around to try and gain bearings. The world looked like home, save some crucial differences. It looked broken, ruined as home did when they were trying to fight that stupid grail. But the aesthetic was all off, giving off an even freaking creepier vibe than when they practically died. What the hell was all of this? [break][break] Bullshit, that's what this was! Three times already he's had to avoid a freaking shadow. Only after fighting the first did he realize there was something crucial missing from his outfit. His mask!! Why the hell does he even have this thing on if he doesn't have a mask to remove for his super awesome Persona? Crouching behind a ruined car Ryuji took two seconds to breathe, thinking through his options as best he could. This could be a dream. Does that mean he should throw himself into danger to wake himself up? Something told him that would be stupid, even for him. A sudden Palace? But he didn't say anything into the Nav. Dammit! Bat gripped tighter he moved from the car, running through streets like a madman as he tried finding anything he could actually speak to. It seemed like forever past as he ran, whatever black mass of evil spawned made him detour more and more until eventually he didn't even know what he'd been through and what was new territory. Gunshots, shouts, what hadn't he heard? More and more this was sounding real, thank god he didn't try to headbutt a shadow in that case. Ryuji finally gave out, leg burning in a desire to be cut off to save from this pain. It was still out of whack, this hellish exercise wasn't doing him favors at this point. Slowing to a walk, he continued his search.[break][break] Just as things seemed fruitless, his search came to fruition. It wasn't someone he knew, but a figure could be seen in the distance. A real figure, not a shadow, that was humanoid!! Bat hanging from his belt, hands waving in the air to try and garner attention from the redish blur. "Hey!! Heeeey! Hold up!" A brisk walk, not quite a run less his leg become useless in the middle of a crazy night. He wanted to see who this was, and more importantly if they could help him out in any way. Even just someone to talk to could go a long way.
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Sept 11, 2019 8:19:50 GMT
Post by Haru on Sept 11, 2019 8:19:50 GMT
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What was there really to say that she could adequately explain? One moment the young woman sat in her garden, her plants were almost ready for a new coffee harvest, and there wasn't a meeting. No, there was enough time for her to gently sip at her roasted brew before she even had to worry about looking to her phone. Though she didn't get more than a few mouthfuls of her hot drink before it was out of her hands. Not on the floor, no, where did it go?
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However, that was quickly tucked away for matters to attend to later as her head felt like it had been hit over with a hammer. Stomach filling up with a dreaded fear, something was coursing through her that could only be described by remembering her first time seeing her persona. She hadn't given it up but with her life so out of control...
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Glazed eyes look over her garden only to be rewarded with rotten leaves.
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"What," she said to herself almost willing for this to be some odd cognition.
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Standing up from her spot on her seat, she walks to one of her favourite crops now turned dying brown. Feeling the dead thing in her hands, it's impossible to reason that this is real or fake. The group chat, feeling for her phone she goes to pull it out, but she can't find it on her. Hands frantically look into other pockets, but it is not there. Could it have vanished?
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Gunshots can be heard, and even though her heart is racing her mind can't help but hope that it means something good. Looking at her garden, she can't stay here, her friends. Her friends might be in trouble. Racing towards the stairs, she can only hope that she isn't going to arrive too late.
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Sept 13, 2019 22:59:59 GMT
Post by yosuke on Sept 13, 2019 22:59:59 GMT
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The boy opened his eyes, pain was everywhere he could think of, breathing was hard, but that was not his main issue. Trying to get up was his main priority, something that took a few minutes, sacrificing a lot of time and tears. The now, very tiring boy, looked upon the place he finds himself in, an empty and desolated copy of the world inside of the TV... That was what he thought at least.[break][break]
'' This... Can't be real! I was just working at... Junes, right? '' Yosuke, who was now in deep thought, trying to remember what exactly was his activity before. Would be hard, but thanks to fate, he had one clue that helped him remembered. Looking down, he saw that something was covering his normal outfit and that something was that Junes Apron. '' Right! I was yelling at Teddie! '' The scenery pratically build up in his mind, the Junes Boy was, not only yelling at Teddie, but the entire crew at Junes. That day was one of the busiest days he ever had. A swarm of customers, a crying bear and a Yosuke running around, desperate. '' Alright... I need to calm down and... '' Breathe in and breathe out, now repeat. Focus and now calm. He concentrated on the present, was he inside the TV again? Did someone, a new culprit appeared? If so, was he a new target? Question and more questions filled his mind. None with answers.[break][break]
A cold wind set upon Yosuke, an unknown place where he could fell victim at any minute. You would think that working with his partner, enduring Chie's kicks, getting heartbroken by Yukiko and putting a serial killer in jail would make him courageous, but this is something that nothing could have prepared him for. Something FAR worse than that, but a feeling that he didn't felt a long time ago had appeared, excitement, working at Junes with Teddie and hanging out with his friends were good times, but pursuing a serial killer and fighting shadows were one of the best times of his life, even when he didn't wanted to admited. Now, his time to have some fun was about to start, but Yosuke couldn't shake it off something that was bothering him for a while now...
Gunshot.[break][break]
A surprised yet scary sound woke the Prince of June's off his thoughts. '' That... Was a freakin' shot? Wait! Maybe... '' Only one friend wielded a gun, Naoto was the first person to come to mind. '' Could have being...? Only one way to find out! Let's do this, Jiraiya! '' He was about to get his glasses, but soon noticed that his pocket was empty, not even his cell phone, which he took everywhere, wasn't there. '' Now that's just marvelous... Then again, it would be just like these horror movies that cell phones simply don't work.... Let's just go already! '' Yosuke takes off his Junes apron like a super hero, puts his headphones and starts running towards the sound. A smirk could be seeing forming on his face, at least this wouldn't be as boring as working. Yosuke, the protagonist of this new adventure, has a mission. Finding out the true about this whole mess!
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My friends and our fun! Let's continue our investigation!
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Sept 15, 2019 21:51:43 GMT
Post by Chie satonaka on Sept 15, 2019 21:51:43 GMT
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*as chie awoke from her slumbering venture into the dreams of kissing and the dreams of successfully aceing the entry test to start her journey to becoming the best policewoman on this side of Japan she looked around as her head was a little sore, strange, the lighting of the room was a little dark for the time of year but Chie might've just gotten up incredibly early. O well*[break][break]
*chie began to dress herself in the classic green jacket that'd held so many memories of camaraderie, the time the investigation team ventured to the cold and frigid ski mountain, the time she'd saved yukiko from her own inner demons... The time that they'd brought justice to that horrible horrible man..... Faking his way into the ranks of those who'd inspired chie only to get his hands on a firearm, she shivered at that thought as it still rubbed her the wrong way, simularly in the same tone the memory of seeing the leader of the investigation team happily entwining his hand with his lovers kinda made chie just a little bit jealous. But the memories of the jacket came to save the day yet again as the memory of her own shadow repelled her from over indulging in any jealously. Overall good memories with a few sprinkles of regret, the one meal chie could cook without giving anyone food poisoning*[break][break]
*after this thought chie let out a daint laugh as she pulled up her skirt, there we go ready for the day... Or so she thought. With the curtains closed all she heard was the deafening cry of a bullet being evicted from the chamber of a firearm. Imediatley she tried to find her glasses with no avail and ran out of the house as fast as her legs would let her, if someone was bleeding out on the ground even a mere second could mean the difference between life or death*[break][break]
*but as soon as the door flew open was the moment the severity of this brand new hell begun its assault on chie, its dark crimson reds slashing at her eyes. Had chie just delved into her own nightmare? It certainly looked like it.... She pinched herself thrice and winced. Nope. Not dreaming,didn't matter though, there was still a gunshot that needed investigating... And if it was that bloody bastard chie swore to whatever god there was.... She'd put him in whatever handcuffs she could find herself, this time he wouldn't just get his own redemption arc to use as a curtain to hide his ever present true nature, like horses pulling an empress' chariot she sped off into the hell hole that reminded her of a dystopian mega city crossed over with a skeletal graveyard*
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Sept 24, 2019 4:28:47 GMT
Post by Fuuka on Sept 24, 2019 4:28:47 GMT
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The teal haired female was quickly running back to the school from the dormitory, panting heavily. It’s been three days since she discovered that something was wrong. At first, she thought she was being crazy when she sensed it. So she decided to keep it to herself until later notice if anything happens. But now, she knew there was no mistaking it... For it started with a nightmare, a terrible one. She couldn’t recall what it was about but knew it was a terrifying dream. A shiver went down the teal haired girl’s spine as she felt something overwhelm her greatly. [break][break]
“I need to hurry back before anything bad happens...!”[break][break]
As if on cue to her words, everything around her became multiple shades of green, much like the scenery during the Dark Hour... Causing her to quietly shriek a little in surprise as she stopped in her tracks. Another shiver went down her spine, this time... It felt much worse. She repeatedly mumbled softly to herself before gasping in realization, remembering that she had her Persona with her. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, for she had been through this before. [break][break]
“I did this once, so I know I can do it again!”[break][break]
She exclaimed with determination, a smile curving from her lips before immediately fading by the sound of gunshots in the far distance... That made her flinch violently in surprise, she definitely didn’t expect that to happen. She then sensed Shadows nearby, brown-gray irises looked around cautiously before slowly jogging to the school with hope that either Yukari or Mitsuru is there.
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Sept 25, 2019 11:03:17 GMT
Post by Naoto on Sept 25, 2019 11:03:17 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","niknik"] [attr="class","niknik4"]
detective prince
| [attr="class","niknik2"] Their days were long but never the same. Given the individuality of the cases that were presented to them, they were always in for a thrilling surprise and an exhilarating challenge. Admittedly, they'd admit that spending their day holed up behind a computer was a little taxing after a while and that they'd much rather be out in the open observing but whatever the day had in store, they would follow. Thankfully, today's events had a little more in store for them — more than they bargained for, actually.[break][break] "Suspect died to unknown circumstances around nine am today. No signs of a B&E and all close family and friends have a tight alibi. There's something here that doesn't add up but feel free to take a look around, you know the drill." [break][break] With a nod, the young Detective made their rounds around the victim's humble abode. Had it not been for the chatter just outside the porch, the house would have been so silent a pen would have dropped without so much as a witness to say so. Upon first glance, nothing had really stood out to them as particularly odd and given what little clues they were given up front it was hard to make sense of the situation at all. Perhaps it was best to rethink the situation entirely then instead of relying on others' findings — they'll start from scratch and see if anything was missed before going any further. [break][break] Before making any sudden movements, the old wooden floor from above began to creak, immediately stopping them in their tracks. They weren't alone here after all. If they shouted to gain the officers' attention, they'd startle the suspect, therefore it may have been best to investigate themselves. Carefully, they approached the bottom of the stairs, hand reaching for the gun kept at their side with each step. Barely halfway up the first floor before commotion had broken loose just outside near the front door. Distracted by the ruckus at first until hurried footsteps came barreling down the stairs. [break][break] "Shirogane!"[break][break] Falling backward down the stairs it seemed as if time had slowed to a terrifyingly slow pace, vision blurred into a deathly blue and as their back struck the floor they hissed in pain. A single gunshot bringing them to their senses as they sprung up in a hurry but their atmosphere had suddenly changed.[break][break] Where ... were they?[break][break] This wasn't the scene they left and by the looks of it, it wasn't exactly one they recognized either. One careful look at the sky brought a sense of dreadful nostalgia that they thought was well beyond them by this point. A green-lit sky with an ominous atmosphere — deja vu. However, all of the qualifications to wind up in the TV world weren't met, therefore it wouldn't make sense for them to be there, would it? Even if this were some unfortunate remaster of their first experience there, they couldn't come to a valid conclusion fast enough.[break][break] Mind buzzing with thoughts, had it not been for the strange figures moving within the distance, they would have stood there all day trying to make heads or tails of the situation. Right now they were in danger, therefore it was best to find the source or a reliable exit as soon as possible lest they wanted to wait and deal with the consequences. Their grip reminded them of the firearm concealed in their hand and that alone seemed to relieve some of their worries but still, they pressed on into their twilight cloaked surroundings. [break][break] Their walk proved to be rather quiet and perhaps even peaceful had it not been for the lingering threat of their demise looming over their head yet again. Not to mention the remaining stinging as a result of their nasty fall, causing pain to surge through their back as a constant reminder. They've suffered through worse. Little time was granted to dwell on any of it as footsteps broke through the silence, causing them to halt as they turned around to see them. Weapon at the ready, they aimed it in their direction as a precaution, not keen on allowing themselves to be caught by some cheap trick. "Approach slowly and put your hands in the air. State your name and any information regarding your position here."[break][break] [attr="class","niknikpkmn"] [attr="class","niknikpkmn2"] |
[attr="class","niknikpkmn3"]NAOTO SHIROGANE [break]
[attr="class","niknikpkmn4"]GENDERQUEER // 16-20 // WHEEL OF FORTUNE [break]
used charm // used tackle // used adorableness
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[attr="class","niknik6"] [attr="class","niknikarrow"] [break] [attr="class","niknik7"] 0000 WORDS FOR kanji [break] Feel free to use any pronouns for Naoto, they aren't really bothered by any set.[break] So long as it's reasonable anyway.
[attr="class","niknik3"]THEY CAN'T TELL ME WHO TO BE BECAUSE I'M NOT WHAT THEY SEE. |
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