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<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Warakuma High>Warakuma Hospital-4/5/2015
Noboru sighed as he got out of school. Drama club wasn't today, which was a godsend for him. No dealing with all that was perfect. He didn't have to deal with dramatic people. Heh heh heh. That was a good one. Noboru thought to himself for a second. It was time to visit the hospital, and go talk. He started on his way down the path to the hospital.
He got to the hospital, and looked in his bag. Good. The sweater was there, and he hadn't forgotten it. He had had it for a few weeks now, forgetting to give it back at any point in the past. He walked into the hospital and found her room. He walked in, pulling out the sweater. He opted to speak first.
"Hey you gave me this a while back and I figured you might want it. It doesn't really fit me, so it might be better if you had it back."
Noboru fidgeted, unsure of what more to say besides that. He thought of something quick, so the silence wouldn't be awkward.
"I hope you don't mind me asking. But back... there... your shadow said something before it disappeared. What was it? Or was it too personal to talk about? If it's too personal that's finr, you already had enough spilled to last a lifetime."</s>
<|message|>Masahide Saji
Warakuma High4/5/15
Having spent the majority of the previous on his own, Masahide had plenty of time to prepare himself for the return to school. Catching up on his studies and putting aside some time for his kendo drills. As he sat idly in his seat, gazing out the window, he couldn't help but recall his experience at the cafe. At first his focus was on his own unease, being around so many people he had never met and the awkwardness he felt. It wasn't often that he found himself in the middle of crowds, having made it a point to spend most of his time alone in his work or studies. Still, it wasn't all bad... He met a familiar face, and actually did something helpful for someone who hadn't asked for it. The thought brought a meager smile to his lips, though fading rather rapidly. His eyes flickered about the class as he took stock of his usual classmates; noting that the girl from the brutal brawl was among them.
'How can one draw that much attention to themselves? And for something so stupid as a fight?' His thoughts echoed in his own mind, turning his gaze away and back to the front of the class, 'Is she not embarrassed? There are far better ways to draw attention to yourself.' Shaking his head with a subtle sigh, he'd attempt to dismiss the thoughts. He sat silently through the rest of the class, his attention never wavering from his teacher or his papers until the final bell had rung. Packing away his supplies in his satchel, Masa wasted no time in preparing his departure. Soon, he'd be among those in the kendo club, and have his chance to unwind.</s>
<|message|>Matthew Harvester
Matt - Agriculture Club || Monday - After school.
Distracted by his thoughts Matt didn't notice anyone enter until Someone spoke up behind him as he was finishing off. From the quiet voice Matt guessed it was Kotori who he was turning around to greet, but before he greeted her Matt noticed the girl from the other day Shizuka or simply now Shizu walking up to him before she nervously greeted him while bowing.
"hahaha there's no need to bow I was hoping you were going to turn up today, If you want to join the club will gladly welcome you" Matt said with a beaming smile before placing his hand on Shizu's head and patting it.
He then pulled it away and laughed.
"sorry I kinda just do things like that at times, also hello Kotori as you can see we just got ourselves a new member… hopefully this one won't suddenly leave hahahahahaaa" Matt was energetic like usual Matt finally greeted Kotori.
"ok so now we have 3 proper members I feel like I should talk about why I wanted to make this club and some of my ambitions which I will start here" Matt didn't let his smile disappear but he had become a bit more serious.
"I have gotten permission to use the empty space next to the clubrooms to make a small field, I plan on using this space to test different agricultural methods….and grow some flowers but I mainly want to study methods more thoroughly.
I wish to find the best way to revitalise decaying lands and make barren lands harvestable"
Matt coughed and ended hoping he made things even a bit clear.
"oh right I almost forgot, i haven't really talked about what there is to do in this club… well I've got my ambitions but out of these what would you guys prefer? we can learn about agriculture methods of the world, learn about different plants and uses or something like growing different types of flowers and stuff" Matt had totally ignored the part where clubs have group activities until now</s>
<|message|>Chiaki Nettu
Warakuma Hospital - Chiaki's Room
Shad an entire day full of questions and interrogations on what had happened to her, not only police but media bugs too. An Idol such as Chiaki suddenly going missing? The media eats that up for breakfast then recycles it for lunch. It didn't matter what she told them, she honestly couldn't remember what happened, just that she went to get some snacks for her and her cousin when she blacked out... Or was knocked out. It's not like she was going to tell them about the crazy stuff that happened afterwards in that weird world. She made up a very simple story that she must have been drugged, slept the entire time she was taken, and awoke outside the hospital still influenced by the drugs that her kidnappers dosed her with.
After a day of interrogation, her room was open to visitors and there was an in flood of male students with cards, balloons and gifts for her. It must have been strange for them to see her without her long hair into drills, no makeup, or fancy dress. The hospital wouldn't allow for to wear anything but their hospital sheets, no beauty products what so ever. Some hours later, the nurses shooed away the crowd of boys as they were being too rowdy, their noise began to irritate the other patients.
Shortly after, a familiar face showed up. It was Noboru.
"Hey you gave me this a while back and I figured you might want it. It doesn't really fit me, so it might be better if you had it back."
It was the sweater from a month or two ago that she gave him... Because of the 'event' back then.
"I hope you don't mind me asking. But back... there... your shadow said something before it disappeared. What was it? Or was it too personal to talk about? If it's too personal that's finr, you already had enough spilled to last a lifetime."
"Oh that! Yeah, um, well, thanks I guess... I mean, I can't really wear it since I have to keep this on until I'm allowed to go home..." In regards to the other question, Chiaki blushed and her hair fell in front of her face before she looked up and answered him.
"Um... Well it would probably be better... If I tell you here and now. While it's just us, nobody else... Noboru... I think I like, but more than just friends. My shadow... It told that I should confess my love for you. This must be hard to hear, coming from somebody like me, after everything you witnessed and did. But, I can feel it in my heart, my feelings for you are real, the rose you planted in my heart has bloomed into a full blossom. Noboru Yamamoto... Noboru Yamamoto I am in love with you!" Shouted Chiaki, her face red and hands shaking, she was a little scared and anxious, but she quickly calmed down and rubbed her cheek, eagerly waiting a response from the boy she confessed her love to.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Hospital
4/5/2015 Monday
"Hm?", looks like Noboru was already here. Based on what the nurses said Chiaki was okay and probably going to be able to go back to classes very soon, before the end of the week, and that police were here this morning too, as he expected. As he opened the door, he heard a fairly... Embarrassing? Confession of sorts. It was aimed towards Noboru it seems, as he was the only one in the room at the moment.
"Um... Well it would probably be better... If I tell you here and now. While it's just us, nobody else... Noboru... I think I like, but more than just friends. My shadow... It told that I should confess my love for you. This must be hard to hear, coming from somebody like me, after everything you witnessed and did. But, I can feel it in my heart, my feelings for you are real, the rose you planted in my heart has bloomed into a full blossom. Noboru Yamamoto... Noboru Yamamoto I am in love with you!", by the time their silence of awkwardness that followed finished after this, they noticed Rui was at the door.
"... I must have the wrong room", he said as he closed the door. Shortly after this though, Noboru would get a text from Rui saying, "nice".</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Agriculture Club | After School
It was only when she spoke up that the Agriculture Club President seemed to notice her entrance, most likely having been absorbed in his own world - something Kotori could understand; remembering her mother asking her what she'd been humming to herself when she'd been tending to some of the display flowers in the shop when she hadn't even been aware of doing any such thing. However, before he could speak up, the door opened again, causing both Matt and Kotori to turn their gaze toward the person entering the room. The girl seemed familiar immediately - and just a moment later, Kotori remembered where and when she'd seen the girl. She hadn't been wearing her uniform back at the Flowershop, but the long hair - particularly the way it covered half her face - was undoubtedly that of Shizuka Otonashi.
As the girl stepped toward Matt whilst clutching a piece of paper, she seemingly missed Kotori who was standing off to her side - who guessed the girls intentions even as she bowed before handing what turned out to be a club application form over; her voice not exactly brimming with confidence. Perhaps that just was in her nature rather than being out of her element, Kotori pondered as she remembered their previous meeting - before a thoughtful expression crossed her face when she furthermore remembered the sight of tears flowing down Alexei's face that day. She hadn't seen the older boy since then - though as she thought about it, it was hardly proper to just outright ask about such a thing.
Putting those thoughts off, Kotori blinked in surprise when she heard her name being spoken - as Matt both returned her greeting and perhaps noted her presence unto Shizuka. Bowing quickly - both in greeting to Matt and Shizuka and as a small apology for not having paid attention due to her thoughts wandering - she gave a wry half-smile at Matt's words. Indeed, up until now they had been the only two club members - or at least the only ones who actually showed up, given that she'd never seen anyone else in the room since she'd joined. Matt didn't really seem to worry about it though, given the way he laughed his own words off. Though they were already acquainted from a few days ago, Kotori nonetheless repeated her previous bow before giving her introduction: "Ah, I'm Kotori Shirohane from Class 2-2," Whilst they were acquainted, she hadn't actually known that Shizuka also attended the same school, after all.
Once introductions were done, Matt turned toward the girls again - and addressed the question Kotori had asked herself just moment earlier. He explained that he wanted to try to find different agricultural methods to make things grow - and, judging by his intentions, not just flowers but also, as per the club's name, agricultural produce. Kotori blinked in surprise at that - both the goal and the tone seemed somewhat of a more serious note than she'd expected from the boy who seemed so easy-going all the time. Seemingly only remembering then, he went on to ask the two of them what they wanted; perhaps feeling a little guilty to just push his ideas on them.
"Ah, I... don't know how much I can help, but, uhm, I think all three options sound good?" she said, though it sounded almost like a question toward the end when she realised, even whilst she was speaking, that she really didn't know all that much. Of course she knew how to plant flowers and how to tend to them to make sure they grew and blossomed - but certainly that was rather basic and not what he was looking for. Still, she wanted to at least be of some help - even whilst she nervously fidgeted with the hem of her skirt when she noticed the eyes of both of the other two club members on her. "Uhm, w-what do you think, Otonashi-san?" Kotori quickly asked, passing Matt's question along to the First Year.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Manor of Creation - Mirror World
10/5/2015 Sunday
"It'll be fine... As long you know how to use your Persona...", he responded. Her face plus the whip was a clashing image. One one hand cute, the other hand sadistic... Well at the very least she's quite eager to tackle this dungeon. That was a plus, high morale, maybe it'll balance out Matthew's up and coming fear. Once the party was ready, they headed on in.
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Manor of Creation - First Floor
10/5/2015 Sunday
As they stepped into the manor, they looked around and it was... Well-kept. Huh. The floors were clean, the carpet was pristine and it was a semi-bright lighting from the chandelier above the entrance hall. The walls were however, adorned with pictures. Caricatures and silhouettes filled them, the people within were not identifiable at all, but you can clearly tell who and what the characters were. It seemed to be telling a story, and as they followed it with their eyes, they would realize it was like a comic strip of wall mounted paintings, telling the story as you walk down the hallway.
"Oho... Oh... This place isn't so ba-",
*THUD*
"AAAAAD NEVERMIND!", Matthew almost jumped from his position.
The door slammed shut behind them followed with sinister laughter. The voice was identified as a girl, but beyond the laugh, there was no more. No words... Like Chiaki's dungeon, it seemed this shadow had more presence over the entire dungeon than ones before her... Not to mention, this one seemed to control the dungeon too. This could get difficult.
"Well, let's do what we came here for", said Rui, keeping point. Leiko though seemed to be rather enthralled with the story along the wall, and seemed to be taking it in as they went, while Matthew shrunk to the far back of the party.</s>
<|message|>Sieghardt Kasumi
Sieghardt Kasumi- Warakuma Public Library- May 10th
With the midterms coming up soon despite Sieg's parents constant various teachings and educational trips. Really just one educational lecture after the other, they still made him study up despite the fact that he could probably at this point give questions even the teacher had no answer for. So of course they drove him down to the library and gave him specific instruction to spend most of his day here studying. So even though he promised they still had a back up plan in the form of his various servant watching the exits. Just to make sure he doesn't walk away and say he was there most of the day. So walking into the building he got the books for the subject he would need most help with, that being the lovely world of science.
Taking the couple of book over to a table, he could easily make out a few students from Warakuma. One being Alekei that he saw at the drama club. To be fair it would be hard to miss someone that big at a drama club. At his table he heard a somewhat familiar voice helping this student out, he believed his name was Sato. He only had a bare minimum conversation with him, and that was when he dropped his papers everywhere. He himself couldn't help but look at the answer he helped on. "Hes correct." Sieg simply stated before looking back down at his notes and the textbooks.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Public Library | Sunday, May 10 2015
The library was rather crowded this day - unsurprisingly, seeing as the mid-terms were coming up and the library was the best place to study for them if one wanted to use more than just one's own textbooks. To that end, most of the library-goers happened to be students; their noses buried in books of various subject. Kotori also happened to be among them - standing before one shelf containing various books on English, she already held two in her arms whilst scanning the backs of those she had left standing to see if there were any others that might be of interest in her studies. Though she usually scored well enough, she still felt that it might be best to get a little extra outside input instead of just relying on the school textbooks - something she'd already done for the most of these last few days.
That, combined with her notes from classes was usually sufficient - but with the usual atmosphere around school when big tests came up, she still couldn't help but feel a little nervous too. Most of her classmates' topics of conversation came back to it sooner or later - at least those that were present, as she remembered that Akane had been absent both Friday and Saturday. Hoping the other girl hadden gotten a cold at such an inopportune time, Kotori took down one book from the upper-most shelf - one of the few times she was glad to be a little on the taller side, seeing as she didn't need to get on tip-toes to do so; if only barely - before opening it to glance over the table of contents to see whether it might be relevant. Shaking her head lightly when that turned out to not be the case, she put it back before deciding to make do with what she already had and looked around for an empty table to sit down at.
Doing so, she saw one or two classmates together with their friends poring over what looked like math books at one table. At another, a young man sat alone - Kotori's gaze quickly wandered on when she noticed the sharp-dressed man's scowl that seemed like he really didn't want to be here. Oddly enough, he hadn't been the first such person she'd seen about town - they seemed to have just popped up out of nowhere from one day to another. Looking further, she recognised a familiar, if mostly hidden face in Shizuka, her clubmate from Agriculture Club. She was just about to raise a hand in greeting when a boy stepped up behind her and spoke to her - it looked like she'd come with study partners as the boy at the same table looked up too. Rather than interrupt the three, she came to the conclusion that none of the nearby tables were empty - the final two were occupied by a blue-haired boy with a backpack at his side and, as she realised a moment later, another familiar student in the form of Alexei.
She was about to raise a hand in greeting a second time - when she stopped half-way as she remembered the rather odd sight that he'd been the last time she'd seen him in the Flowershop a few days ago. She still didn't know what that had been about - but not only was it now already a few days in the past, but she didn't exactly feel like it would be very appropriate to inquire about such a thing. Furthermore, he wasn't alone - beside him was another girl and they both seemed focused on their studies. Only at a second glance did Kotori notice that the girl's features had a distinction to them similiar to Alexei's that made it evident that she too wasn't from around here - which, given that he'd ordered flowers for both his mother and sister, made the conclusion that she was said sister an easy one.
Given that she didn't want to disturb any one those present in their studies but also needing a table to read on, Kotori decided on a seat at the Dragunov siblings' table; her hand lowered from its previously half-raised state as she approached the table, readjusting her glasses as she did. "Uhm..." she started, her voice even more quiet than usual given that they were in a library. "Is... this seat taken...?" Kotori asked, glancing between the two - whilst at the same time avoiding a direct greeting as she wasn't sure if it wouldn't be rude to either greet only one but not the other or embarassing instead if she had been wrong about the girl's identity after all.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov | Warakuma Public Library | May 11th
It seemed that he did end up being the fool. He quickly settled down with his texts again, focusing on the text when a light whisper caught his attention. He turned to look at the familiar bespectacled form of his benefactor standing near him burdened by a few texts that she held comfortably.
"Ah! Kotori-chan." he said turning to stand up and move his material and chair a bit further to accommodate the new member of their table.
"Please, be my guest." he followed, pointing at the chair. Hearing the words, Elena too looked up from her books to see the gentle looking younger Shirohane and shifted her materials to her side to make more room for the older girl.
"That's my baby sister, Elena." Alexei said motioning at her as he looked at Kotori.
"She's the girl behind your much loved bouquets." he said to Elena who smiled brightly on learning of the fact. She waited for the girl to settle down before gently clutching her hand and giving her thanks.
"Thank you, Senpai for all those wonderful bouquets. I hope to be half as good as you someday." she said with admiration.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Manor of Creation - First Floor > Second Floor
10/5/2015 Sunday
The enemies that took form here were similar to footsoldiers from a medieval period, and occasionally supernatural monsters. Chiaki fared well with her whip, while Rui took the front with his sword. Leiko and Matthew stayed in formation around the back. The way to the second floor was easy, and as they ascended however... It was... Darker. Things began to become more decrepit, old, worn down, some of the paintings that told the story at this point were becoming dirtier and more marred with dirt or mold, and dust set in on the bits of furniture that laid about.
The team decided to take it a little slower, the horde of enemies present on the first floor no longer pestered them, but it was uncomfortably quiet here. As soon as they stepped into a large round room adorned with paintings and peeling wallpaper, a wild cackling laughter broke out in the entire room, and furniture began to fly about. There was a suit of armour in the very middle of the room, large, but it seemed to be missing some parts, like the gauntlets and parts of the greaves. A sword stuck out behind it.
As the chaos continued, crimson lights began to emerge from the candles and paintings and began to culminate around the suit of armor and soon bits of armor that were not within view began to fly in and merge with the armor in the center. Each piece connected by red black energy, as well as a substance similar to most shadows, and soon standing at a dozen feet tall before them was a shadow knight, picking up its sword and readying itself for the party. As its form completed, the furniture flying about the room dropped right out of the air, and the large knight shadow let out a battle cry before it charged.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Public Library | Sunday, May 10 2015
As the older student looked up, recognising her and speaking her name, Kotori gave a bow in greeting - only to be too late to stop him from clearing up the table; not able to say that she really wouldn't have needed much space at all. "Ah, thank you, Dragunov-senpai," she said as he gestured to the empty seat - even as the girl beside him too made some space with her own books. Giving another small bow in thanks at that, Kotori placed her books down as Alexei motioned towards the girl and confirming Kotori's assumption of her being his sister.
As she sat down, Alexei in turn introduced Kotori as the one who made up the bouquets which were delivered to her every day. Looking up in surprise at him, her eyes were drawn to her hand before she could speak up when she felt it being grasped - by a rather joyful looking Elena who expressed her thanks and more. Rather unused to the sudden action and attention, Kotori quickly glanced around before lowering her gaze to the table. "Ah, uhm, that... I-I think my mother would be more deserving of y-your thanks, D-Dragunov-san," she spoke quickly - and truly, as it was indeed her mother who did most of the work on the ikebana bouquets for customers and had been the one to deliver them to the hospital.
At that thought, Kotori glanced back up at the girl before her - she didn't seem to be sickly or showing any sign of requiring any prolonged stays at a hospital. Furthermore, she couldn't recall having seen the girl before - neither there nor at school, which would indicate the girl to be younger; as further evidenced by the way Alexei had referred to her. It was only then, after the immediate surprise of the sudden attention started to subside that Kotori realised that she hadn't even fully introduced herself; leading to her giving a small bow as well as she could with the table before her. "Ah, excuse me. I'm Kotori Shirohane. I go to the same school as your brother," she said - not needing to add anything about her family's flowershop seeing as the other girl evidently already knew about that. With that out of the way, Kotori stole another glance about - hoping that they hadn't drawn any more attention or disturbed any of the other library-goers.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Otonashi Tailors - After School
23/5/2015 Saturday
The establishment was quite nice, and a little fancy. It seems they did from formal to traditional styles, but were more specialized to fashion and formal. Although she said this was her mother's shop... Except her mother was nowhere to be seen. On the other hand he found himself waiting while the shopkeeper called for Shizu, and he was whisked off to one of the offices. He waited there for awhile, at least ten to twenty minutes, so he had plenty of time to admire the decor.
After awhile, Shizu finally showed up, she was in her casual wear. In comparison to her maid outfit it was more innocent.
"It's fine, your mother has good taste in decoration", he said. He probably looked at that dress over there several times already. She handed him the final sketches for him to look at and likewise he did look at them... Well, if it came down to preferred colours, probably black? And charcoal gray... Maybe red...? Or would blue suit him better? Hmmmm...
At the moment he was too engrossed to really notice anything else.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Otonashi Tailors || May 23 SAT: After School
A soft smile made its way upon her features at the compliment from the upperclassman as she replied, "Oh, thank you, my mother tries to keep her office neat and presentable for the clients that may come in." A moment later, the smile faded as she faced her dilemma with Rui not noticing the flustered Shizu fidgeting with the tape measure in her hands. Sure, it's just measuring the lengths of someone purely for tailoring use but... the poor maiden becomes embarrassed merely from little physical contact from even friends.
After deciding that waiting here, stammering like a fool with the tape measure in hand was not gonna be of any help in starting her tailoring career, her shaking lips part to speak once more. "S-Shinichi-senpai... T-This'll be my fi-first time doing this so... P-Please forgive me for my lack of e-... experience." The maiden's cheeks were of deep rosey hue as she struggled to speak, her gaze lowered to the floor.
Not too long after, her hesitant hands started to wrap the tape measure around the male as she scribbled down the numbers on a sheet of paper. While her hands were expertly moving to measure each length and circumference, it was evident from her movement and quivering arms that she was not going to get used to this any time soon. Hopefully, she didn't have to measure people as often in the near future.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Otonashi Tailors - After School
23/5/2015 Saturday
The way she said that made this a very different experience than getting someone's measurements should be. He straightened up, either fearing she can somehow mess up, or just out of nervousness.
"If you say it like that, you'll make me nervous too...", he responded. As she took his measurements though, she was quite good, she didn't miss a beat, and it was quite quick. She was silent the whole way though, likely out of her own nervousness. After the measurements were taken and they had a moment to recompose, they talked about the designs she finished up. After awhile the time passed and the shop's closing time came, so Rui had to leave.
>You felt a little closer to Shizu...
"Alright, I'll see you again another time, I look forward to see how it turns out", he said, before disappearing into the street.
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Warakuma High - Morning
25/5/2015 Monday
There was a fuss around the noticeboard. It seems the exam results had come in. They were organized by class and placements. The placements were only outlined for the top ten though. It seems Rui managed to make it to the top ten. Already everyone who made it there was given looks and talked about for awhile. Though Kotori who was also in his year was the only one out of all the years to have a perfect 1st place... He also saw Noboru barely managed the pass mark at 60.
Score out of 100
1 - 1
Gen 98 [1st]
Ryan 79
Shizuka 78
Chiaki 70
2 - 1
Rui 98 [3rd]
Leiko 95 [4th]
Saya (NPC) 85
Noboru 60
2 - 2
Kotori 100 [1st]
Masahide 99 [2nd]
Mako 93 [5th]
Akane 77
3 - 1
Ayano 99 [1st]
Jun 81
Aiko and Akari (NPC) 75 and 76
Mika (NPC) 73
Seighardt 71
Tanaka 68
3 - 2
Rokuro (NPC) 82
Akira (NPC) 80
Michiko (NPC) 77
Kami (NPC) 73
3 - 3
Sato 97 [2nd]
Inoue (NPC) 84
Matthew 72
Alexei 86
Sagat (NPC) 64</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School - Main Entrance | Monday, May 25 2015 - Morning
Kotori stifled a yawn on the way to school. Even with the midterms done, she still hadn't been able to really calm down; leaving her restless over the whole weekend. She'd spent equal measures of time trying to focus on the book she was reading as she had on reviewing her notes and textbooks just to make sure that she'd really gotten that one problem right which she hadn't been sure about at the time. Between that and another tiring appointment on Saturday, she'd found herself in a constant state of unrest - even tending to the flowers in the back of the shop hadn't quite the calming effect that she'd hoped for. Still, she pushed those thoughts aside as she headed to school - what was done was done and there was nothing that could change the results after all, no matter how many mistakes she may have made.
Arriving at school, she noticed that there was a crowd gathered at the noticeboard - whilst it wasn't unusual to find various small groups of friends meeting up there before heading to class, they were all in one place this time. Kotori quickly realised the cause of it - undoubtedly the results of the midterms. Some of the students spared the list just a glance to check for their own names whilst others hung around to discuss the results amongst themselves, making it rather easy to get close enough to read the list over. "First years... second years... class 2..." Kotori mumbled almost soundlessly as she scanned the list for her own class - but didn't find her name in the usual spot of fourth or fifth. A little disheartened she looked further down but didn't find her name there either - causing her to slump ever so slightly. She really had made some mistakes - and enough to make her score too low to even be listed.
At least, that's what she'd thought as she turned to walk away and nearly walked into a classmate; giving a small bow in apology as best she could amongst all the other students before heading off to class - or she would if said classmate didn't recognise her as well. "Ah, Shirohane-san? Congratulations!" Kotori blinked a little confused at him, the odd remark catching her off-guard as it took her a moment before responding. "Eh? Uhm, th-thank... you?" she said - before noticing that a few more eyes seemed to be turned her way. Both uncomfortable with the sudden attention and rather confused about its reason, she glanced back at the test rankings - and this time scanned her class' list upward rather than down from her usual placement. "...eh?" was all she could say when she saw her name.
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Classroom 2-2 | After School
Terrible - that would be the simplest way to describe the school day for Kotori. Not only had she felt more than a few pairs of eyes laid on her throughout the day, but the teacher had even taken the liberty to read out the listing; as if trying to make absolutely sure that she wouldn't be able to escape everyone's notice. Had she not felt such scrutiny, she might have realised that such attention was likely just going to be fleeting and not malignant, but it still felt as if half the school was staring at her to the quiet girl. She practically buried her face behind her textbooks all throughout the day; trying to make herself as invisible as possible - though not very successfully, much to her chagrin.
Kotori felt no small measure of relief when the bell rang and signalled the end of the school day - at which point most people's interests turned to less school-related topics instead. Much as usual, she packed her things only after finishing her notes - which she'd had to hastily decline lending to one or two classmates throughout the day; a request she hadn't expected - albeit with a slightly more tired expression behind her glasses for once. Still, the school day was over and the classroom was quickly emptying out - all that was left was one place which would at least prove quieter.
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Agriculture Club | After School
"Excuse me..." Kotori said in a low voice, slowly opening the door following a brief wait after her initial knock and then entering the clubroom. Much as expected, she saw Matthew already present and busying himself with watering the plants that were found all throughout the room - including another new one or two on the table in the center of the room. With her entrance being as quiet as ever, it was only when Matthew actually turned around that he noticed the girl now seated at the table and looking the potted flowers over. "Ah, if it isn't our little Miss Highscore!" he said with a wave, both his tone and smile holding his usual cheer. Kotori merely gave a rather wry half-smile at that before answering. "Ah... th-thank you, Harvester-senpai," she said, giving a bow as well as she could before returning her attention to the flowers before her.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Hospital - After School
1/6/2015 Monday
After leaving Sato with his number and bidding him farewell until the next Kyuudo meet, he walked around a bit and found that Kotori's doors opened, with policemen leaving it. So he was to assume the questioning was over. It wasn't normal policemen this time, it was detectives... It looks like the situation with the cult was getting serious enough to more directly involve detectives. He overheard them talking about cases from last year, and that there was something strange about this year, as people didn't turn up dead this year... In any case, Rui after them strode in to see Kotori, who in kind, thanked him for... Whatever 'this' was supposed to mean. She was a little flustered, considering the scene he walked into, but he slid that aside,
"No problem, if you ever need help with 'this' or 'that', you can talk to me", he said, sneaking in his Persona summoning stance for 'that'. He wanted to ask about her heart condition, but even with everything that happened back in the dungeon he still felt it was too sensitive a topic to bring up so soon, but also getting the whole shadows and dungeons thing out the way... He should probably start with that.
"I'm sure I don't need to tell you how eventful things have been lately... I'll let you gather your thoughts on it and you can talk to me later about it. I'm mostly here to just check to see if everyone is okay", he continued.
"In any case, take my number, I heard you can be discharged tomorrow, so I'll see you at school I guess", he got up and began to leave the room after handing her his number.</s>
<|message|>Tanaka Toma
Toma Tanaka - June 1st | Before Dawn
Useless. Useless, useless, useless.
Toma punched a streetlight as he walked by it, numb to the pain that he should have felt. His dead, heavy eyes fought to scan the area, the effort of moving his head and neck too great to manage.
I'm not good enough. I don't know how to fix this.
Be better.
The boy clenched his hands tightly, digging his nails into his palms as he continued to drag his feet.
And if I can't?
Try harder.
Toma had no idea how, but he was getting even more frustrated in his sleep-deprived state than he had been before.
I am trying.
Keep trying. Until the end.
Try until you die, or fix the problem.
But I can't die. Not yet. Not before my parents.
Then fix the problem.
Of course. He wouldn't die. It would take far more than this to put him down. And pain was no issue. In fact, it was necessary. It was a part of his sentence.
Stay awake!
The boy's drooping eyes snapped open as he dug his nails harder into his palms and bit down on his tongue.
See it through.
---
Toma Tanaka - June 1st | Warakuma High Main Entrance, Noon
Toma found himself heading towards school, having skipped out on the morning classes. He still wasn't planning on attending any classes -- instead, he wanted to just question everyone he saw about Kotori, hoping one of them could tell him where she was last or some other peice of information that would be even remotely useful. Though he knew the odds of that were low.
Those plans were put to a quick stop upon the reply of the first person he pulled over. Toma didn't even know what he had asked exactly, but the younger students wide eyes and shrinking frame were clues that he hadn't exactly been polite about it -- also, he looked like hell, which probably wasn't helping.
"Sh-shirohane-san was found earlier today, I think she's at the hospital now!" he said quickly, wanting to be anywhere else.
Toma's scrunched face immediately relaxed as the other student's words registered -- words that he could hardly believe.
"Eh?" was all that came out of his agape mouth, a moment before he turned to leave for his new destination.
---
Toma approached the hospital's front desk, the receptionist giving him a bit of a strange look but quickly replacing it with a fake smile.
"Hello there, how may I help you?" she asked.
"Oh. Is... is Shirohane Kotori here?" The boy struggled to vocalise his thoughts, mind running on empty. "Here in a room, I mean."
The secretary's big, plastered-on smile faded for a moment, before coming back more genuine.
"Yes, Shirohane-san is here, and she's doing well. She can't take visitors for a few hours, though. Police questioning and the like."
"Oh, right..." Toma looked around for a moment and spotted the many chairs available. Turning back to the woman, he gave a small nod. "Thank you."
The boy made his way to the corner of the waiting area, and sat down heavily in a chair, his exhaustion crashing down on him as he felt the relief of not being on his feet for the first time in almost three days.
He went to blink...
---
...and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself on his side and taking up two seats, the receptionist gently shaking him awake.
Toma held his pounding head as he sat up, glancing at a clock on the wall and seeing that he had slept for about two-and-a-half hours, though he didn't really feel much better.
"You're free to visit Shirohane-san now, if you'd like," the woman said with a sincere smile.
The red-haired boy blinked, his eyes feeling a little lighter than they had before. Maybe the nap had done him a little bit of good. Nodding his thanks to the woman, he stood up slowly, stretching his limbs out at the same time before beginning to make his way to Kotori's room.
The walk was a struggle, Toma having a hard time not dragging his feet. The little sleep had helped, but considering how long he had stayed awake and on his feet, it obviously wasn't enough to get him back up to speed. That could come later.
Toma paused in front of the door, confirming he had the right room, and moved to raise his arm and knock on it, but stopped himself short when he saw the state his hand was in.
Dirt all over, cracked and bruised knuckles, and four small cuts in his palm from his fingernails. Huh. A quick glance down at his left hand showed that it was the same. He clenched and unclenched them, trying to confirm that nothing was broken.
With that checked, the boy knocked lightly on the door, wincing from the pain before quickly tucking his hands away into his jacket pockets.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Hospital | Monday, June 1 2015
Much as expected, Rui had indeed come to speak about what had happened in... wherever that place had been. As he gave a subtle pose to indicate the topic - most likely because 'summoning magical beings' sounded a little ridiculous in any serious conversation - which seemed familiar - but luckily, he spoke on before Kotori could recall the scene of him and the shirtless Noboru posing in the mall some time ago. As he stated that he was just checking in today, she gave a nod followed by a "Ah, yes, I'm fine. No need to worry." She gave an awkward half-smile at that - given that he'd heard her talking literally to herself, he had to know that 'fine' was a rather relative term. However, it was still as true as could be. He then handed her his phone number to be able to contact him on the matters before leaving after saying his goodbyes. "Yes, that's right," she confirmed her discharge date before giving another small bow as he was leaving: "Goodbye, Shinichi-san."
Once he'd left, Kotori reached for her phone to save the number - which, she realised, was the first number outside her family's that she'd entered. Not only that, but it was even a boy's - but before she could think on that, another knock could be heard from the door. When the door wasn't opened afterwards, as she might have expected from a nurse, she put her phone aside before calling "Come in" to whoever this visitor may be. Her mother had been a given, as had the police - and Rui, likely as a representative of the others, too, hadn't been completely unexpected. This left her wondering - until the door opened to reveal it to be Toma.
Kotori was quite surprised at that - but gave a small bow in greeting nonetheless. "Ah, good evening, Tanaka-senpai," she said - before getting a closer look at the older boy. Concern came over her face as she noticed that he looked more than a little under the weather - and he hadn't been the first person to do so today. "Uhm, are you alright?" she asked, a little hesitantly - which likely seemed a little odd, considering that she was supposed to be the patient and he the visitor.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Cave of Solitude - Ayano's Room
7/6/2015 Sunday
The strategy was working it seems, but it was still a rough slog of a fight. The shadow was managing to keep up with the web while slinging some of it at the party... They needed to split up Rui thought.
"Split up, the more directions it needs to aim at, the easier it'll be to get something in", he ordered. Of course, Kami chose to stay with Ayano, while Sato, Kotori and Rui would disperse. As the battle continued, it became increasingly clear that this battle of attrition was foolhardy. It took them far too much effort to reach that spider shadow, and on the web they moved a little slower while the shadow laughed and moved with alarming speed along the web... Taking out the webbing was definitely the answer, but they couldn't keep up.
This was bad... They couldn't call for back up or scan for some kind of weakness. Pretty soon they would need to try and retreat, but they had to try.
"Zzz... Bzt...", Rui could hear it... Communications...? By instinct, he turned to the door as it opened...
---
Cave of Solitude - First Floor > Second Floor
7/6/2015 Sunday
"I've lost contact with the main party, so we'll need to send you guys in... When things are under control, please return, as once I re-establish communications, I won't be able to keep track of your statuses. Fortunately, this dungeon doesn't have many shadows if at all",
Akane nodded in affirmative. Behind her was Noboru, Matthew, and Leiko. They entered the first floor, and it appears they got the chance to be backup. With communications lost in the boss room, things may be quite dire in there. The first and second floor were a merely creepy house, with not a shadow in sight, and the actual trip to the second floor took less than a minute, but as they reached the second floor, they realized there were webs all over a single door...
"Hey... That must be what's blocking the communications... The web... Please, break the webbing away and proceed", they didn't really need orders for that, after all, they came all this way. Though as they slashed it away, it began to slowly regrow...
[color=megenta]"Two of you should stay outside to keep the door from getting webbed up again, the other two should go and back up the main party"[/color], she suggested.
Once the four decided who was going to be going in, they entered.</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Cave of Solitude
Noboru laughed a loud hearty laugh when he heard the orders. It was time to pop in and do what he did best. He drove his foot through the quickly regenerating webs, jumping through. He chuckled all the way through his leap.
"Hey Akane! Better keep up!"
Noboru sized up the room. He scanned the area, looking at his teammates first. They seemed tired, the fight dragging on. He looked around again, scanning the enemies in the room. His eyes slowly settled on the shadow. They widened, and his mouth dropped. The first words out of his mouth would've turned milk sour.
"Holy fucking shit. Goddamn are you ugly! Y'know, I could forgive you if you were just one face, but holy damn I feel offended just looking at you! And besides, isn't the spider thing a little bit overplayed?
Noboru squatted down, as if preparing to catch something large. He looked over to Akane and spoke to her.
"Hey, pssssssssssst, Akane! Play along with me. I have a plan. Insult it as much as you can. Try to piss it off. Don't worry either. If it charges us, i'll take the hit. Now hurry up. Roast it alive!"</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Cave Of Solitude
June 6th, Sunday, 2015
Dungeon
Growing restless from all the waiting, having got benched in favor of that irritating Ba-- Err, Kami, finally they received word from the main team. Despite it kind of being bad news, found herself relieved. "Finally," Her irritation subsiding and a grin forming on her face. "About damn time they failed and called us in. All this waiting was driving my crazy!" Stretching to get rid of the stiffness, she soon followed after Noboru into the dungeon.
Quickly curbstomping the few shadows they've encountered, she finally managed to catch up to Noboru, just inches behind him. Taking advantage of me as I stretch to get a head start, huh? "You're the one that needs to keep up!" she laughed, turning her head as she passed him, giving him a smirk as she turned back around. When they finally managed to break into the clear, they arrived on location.
As her eyes settled on the same target, she couldn't help but announce her agreement with Noboru. "I can totally see why it started to rebel. What an ugly f--" she drifted off as her eyes settled on the top of the creature. "Oh hey, does this thing get free wifi?" she stared at the laptop amusingly. Listening in on Noboru's 'plan', you couldn't even call it that, but she let it slide and said nothing. "Piss it off? Glady" She grinned as she stepped forward while cracking her knuckles.
As she got closer, she stopped, shrugged and shook her head at it disapprovingly. "I can see why you decided to split off and rebel. Looking at her and then back at yourself in a mirror, it's obvious. You're one hideous looking bitch, i'd probably do the samething if I was forced to look like you. Or smash my face in, because who'd want to look like you?" Looking at the cellphone in it's hand, she laughed.
"I'm starting to wonder if you're really worth my time. Though, looking at the others.....Did you happen to talk them to death?" she looked down at the shadow with a smug expression, as she started to prepare herself to get out of the way.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Cave of Solitude | Sunday, June 7 2015
In between trying to get out of the way of the webs being slung at them by the giant spider-shadow, keeping an eye on everyone to make sure no one was in too dire a need of healing and also trying not to step on the webs in what would seem like the world's highest stake game of hopscotch, the opportunities to actually have Kikuri-Hime summon bolts of lightning to tear at the webbing all over the cave were few and far between - and even when they ecame, the damage was far from spectacular; leaving Kotori to worry if her offensive power might be insufficient to make a difference. Stealing a glance at the others' handiwork, however, she saw that they weren't faring much better, it seemed. But before she could lose heart at what that meant for them in the long term, Rui already spoke up with a new plan: splitting up.
Kotori blinked in surprise - though mostly because splitting up when faced with some large threat usually ended badly for at least one of those involved in all the books she'd raid. Still, those were books and this was the real world - or real other realm, however one wished to called it. Furthermore, he was more experienced with these kinds of battles, so that she quickly nodded to show her understanding and then headed away from the others. Whilst it did relieve each individually a small measure by virtue of the shadow's attacks no longer being fired at a group but rather a single combatant, it didn't make much of a difference. Kotori was already starting to feel her breathing become heavier and more ragged as the constant exertion was starting to make itself known.
But now wasn't the time to falter - and as if to renew her resolve, a momentary crackling sound seemed to come from inside her head. It took her a moment to remember their telepathic support - and their other allies who were still outside. Or rather, had been as the webbed-up door was thrown open in a violent crash - and through stepped Akane and Noboru, Matthew and Leiko standing in the door behind them and keeping any attempt at re-webbing at bay. Relief washed over Kotori at that sight - though the small smile of respite quickly turned into a quizzical look of confusion when both Noboru and Akane both took one look at the creature and outright taunted it. More than just a bit unsure about what do do with their sudden appearance, she glanced between them, the shadow and Rui for exactly what to do.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Matthew Harvester
Agriculture Club // tuesday - after school
hm? waiting for a reply from Shizu Matt noticed that she started to seem somewhat anxious looking around the room, it seemed like she was thinking if not overthinking the situation at hand but through the time he waited Matt noticed Shizu's eyes dart to the flowers that he had planted very recently. More accurately she had looked at the three sets of flowers that where Lilacs with their bright purple colours that sat next to the white Chamomile a member of the aster family and lastly the slightly toxic but beautiful purple Sweetpeas , the only thing the three had in common was their sweet scents ever so different the sweetness was.
While thinking of the flowers Shizu finally replied, "No-Nothing in particular... I-It's just that... I feel as if there is so-something going on between you two that I have no idea of." wow she seemed pretty worried about it for some reason, Matt was starting to think she was REALLY overthinking it… she wasn't worried about it for any reason right? Matt was trying to think of a way to explain things without worrying her… there was something going on but it had nothing to do with love and he certainly couldn't get Shizu involved.
"h- hey come on now look around you, do you see anything out of the ordinary? well for me out of the ordinary if i was going out with someone wouldn't i say it in the language of the flowers? Come on girl its like you're letting your delusions run wild ya know" Matt couldn't really call anyone delusional after all the times he zones out though.
"Just take a look around and think about things in my perspective for a bit ya get me… well that could be dangerous but hey your thinkin is a bit dangerous but whatevs"</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Agriculture Club | Tuesday, June 9 2015 - After School
Matthew seemed to find the idea at least as silly as Kotori, judging by the way he too answered Shizuka's question before asking for her to confirm it. Kotori nodded at that before turning back to Shizuka, the older boy's mumble going unheard before he then went on to ask exactly how the other girl had come up with such a question in the first place. Kotori would have to be lying if she said she wasn't curious - after all, she didn't want to give anyone any wrong ideas. Shizuka in turn said that she didn't have any particular reason.
But as she mentioned that she thought that there was something else going on, Kotori briefly tensed up - that was almost scarily close to the truth, though perhaps for different reasons that what Shizuka had extrapolated from it. Luckily though, Matthew quickly answered before she could try and find something to say; letting her know that he'd just have said it with flowers already. "R-right," Kotori quickly agreed, adding a nod for emphasis before glancing back at Matthew before her eyes wandered on to the most recently planted flowers - and then stopping on them for a moment.
Purple lilacs. White chamomile. Purple sweet peas. She hadn't thought anything further of it at the time, but with Matthew mentioning that he'd say it with flowers, Kotori stopped to think of their meanings - which brought about a rather rapid series of blinking before she looked back at Matthew, currently telling Shizuka to look at things from his perspective, even if that may be a little dangerous. Looking back to the flowers, then him and then to Shizuka, upon whom his eyes were laid, Kotori was left to wonder only one thing: Was Matthew trying to fell Shizuka he liked her? Looking at things in such a light - had Shizuka perhaps used the opportunity to ask whether he was in a relationship because she too liked him but couldn't just ask outright?
Looking between the two, a small smile came across Kotori's lips at the thought, though she decided not to say anything on the matter - after all, if she was wrong, it would be rather embarrassing for all of the involved.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Agriculture Club || June 9 TUE: After School
Once the older teen explained that there was nothing out of the ordinary and to look around them, Shizuka sheepishly turned her head from left to right to survey the classroom. It was just any other room in the Warakuma High school, potted plants and flowers being the only difference.
Her hazel eyes laid upon the flowers once more, but to recognize only the white chamomile by name, the rest unknown to the girl still new to learning about flowers. This of course meant that she knew not of any of the meanings behind the flowers nor did she think Matt meant that when he said the language of flowers. The poor oblivious girl took his words literally, thinking that the foreign upperclassman would present his beloved admirer a bouquet of flowers or some sort, which he did no such thing to Kotori.
Embarrassed from the realization that she indeed was over thinking this way too much, her cheeks reddened into a light hue while hands covering the said cheeks. "I-I-I'm truly so-sorry for the misunderstanding!" Bowing repeatedly in an apologetic panic, Shizuka's voice shook as her lips struggled to speak clearly. Rushing to stuff her belongings into her school bag, the freshman quickly made her way to the door while jumbling her words, "O-Oh I must le-leave, I-I had promised to uh, meet-- no, he-help around my family's tailor shop. A-Ah yes, that was it, pa-pardon me for leaving so soon. Fa-Farewell."
The raven haired maiden was such in a hurry, while her hidden eyes weren't focused on where she was going, SLAM. Her face met the door with a loud thud and they could audibly hear her going, "O-Owww...!" Embarrassed from yet another incident, Shizuka ran out of the room without looking back but unbeknownst to her, a white handkerchief labeled ' Otonashi' was left on the floor, beneath the desk she had occupied.</s>
<|message|>Matthew Harvester
Agriculture Club // tuesday - after school
Shizuka's reaction was amusing and at the same time worrying. Matt watched her stumble around with her things quickly while she said she needed to help her family store, before Matt could say anything Shizuka ran for the door.
SLAM
Ok more like into the door.
"h-hey are you ok?" Matt asked but she was already gone.
Scratching the back of his head with an awkward chuckle Matt turned around to Kotori.
"hahahaa what an eventful day this turned into…. You don't think she's scared off do yo-" *bzzz* "oh shit my phone its probably work, can you lock up and everything? I probably should turn up on time today hahahaa"
Matt turned back to the door to rush out and he almost tripped on a handkerchief ALMOST being key thanks to looking down at his phone, he crouched down and picked up the handkerchief and looked at it for a moment.
"huh looks like Shizu dropped this i guess i could catch her if i leave no-" *bzzz* *bzzz* Matt's phone rang again and this time he picked it up.
"yea... huh? sorry….i'll be there right away, bye" After he hanged up Matt spent a minute looking out the door and looking down at his phone.
"tch… I'll have to return it to her later on" Clicking his tongue the handkerchief was stuffed into his pocket as he ran off.
"cya later" Matt called out to behind him</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Agriculture Club | Tuesday, June 9 2015 - After School
With both Matthew and Kotori denying any relationship other than being in the same club multiple times, it seemed that Shizuka's worries were finally laid to rest - at which point she seemed to instead start feeling rather embarrassed, judging by the way she hid her face whilst apologising quickly enough to almost stumble over her words. Kotori quickly raised a hand up to wave it off when she saw that the other girl immediately stood up to gather her things - almost throwing them off the table more than once in the rush. "Ah, no, it's..." Kotori started, but before she could tell her that it wasn't a bother, Shizuka was already halfway through the door - literally, as she'd be all the way through if she hadn't run into it in its closed state.
"Are you..." was yet another beginning that Kotori didn't manage to finish as Shizuka was already out of the door before she could ask if she was already. She was a little concerned - but at the same time knew that she most likely wouldn't be able to catch up to the other girl. Matthew, meanwhile, seemed to be similarly concerned - and not just for that reason, as he turned to wonder if Shizuka may perhaps have been scared off. Looking back to the door and thinking on how flustered the girl had been, Kotori didn't take long to shake her head - she had the feeling that scared would be the wrong word.
The phone call that interrupted Matthew's words meanwhile seemed rather important - as he asked her to lock up; quickly getting his things to head out to work - though not before nearly stumbling over something. Picking up the handkerchief that had come to rest on the floor beside the table, Kotori was just about to nod in agreement that he should go after Shizuka to return it - but at that moment, his phone rang yet again. Unfortunately, it seemed that his work appointment was rather important - whilst a little disappointed at development, Kotori could at least agree that work would be important too. When Matthew mentioned returning the handkerchief later, she nodded quickly with a "Please do" added for emphasis before he too was out the door and gone from sight.
Left alone in the club room, Kotori spent a moment looking at the open door - not even noticing that she still had the faintest of smiles on her face as she rather more calmly collected her things. Taking one last look around the flower-filled room after heading for the door, she gave a small bow toward the room before closing the door and locking up behind herself.
One detour to the teacher's lounge to drop off the clubroom key later, she stood near the school's main entrance; wondering what to do now that Agriculture Club had ended so unexpectedly soon.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma High - After School
13/6/2015, Saturday
The past few days have been rather uneventful, after getting her bearings together, Ayano's life slowly returned to normalcy, well as normal as one can get when they just experienced something that was quite literally an out-of-world experience. If it was something worth mentioning though, the girl found herself acting quite more happy and upbeat after the experience, making a small number of friends in the process as well as spending less of her time in the web, although she does spend still quite a hefty amount of time on the web, it wasn't as bad as before. As the day came to a halt, she looked out the window and pondered to herself...What should she do after school?
Humming to herself, there wasn't particularly anything planned at this time, so maybe she'll just lounge around and browse at the mall or something. There wasn't a meeting with the club today, she did miss out on the past meeting though. She shrugged, saying that she'll attend next time.
Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma Mall
13/6/2015, Saturday
The girl's eyes dart from left to right, looking at various book titles. A new, good book would be nice, but she didn't exactly have some money with her, so she might as well scour for it and plan to buy it in the near the future. Although right now though, not a lot of eye-catching of titles, it might have something to do with the fact she's in the Romance section and romance is something that she tries to distance herself from, the girl was stumped for a minute, why did she even think of browsing this section? She shook her head and quickly moved to another section, continuing her search.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov | June 13, Saturday - After School
He couldn't shake the unease he had felt this whole week. It was like some ghost was sitting on his shoulder, whispering malice in his ear. Not even regular puffs of his favorite Luckies could soothe his brow. He had nothing to do for the rest of the day as Saturday was service day at Sagat's restaurant and Inoue had strangely been busy whole week. His meeting with Kotori too had not revealed anything new.
He felt a strange itch, a forboding of something bad about to happen. His first priority was Elena. He rushed out of the school, sprinting his way to the parking lot to pick up his bike and zoomed to his sister. He was at the site within a few moments. Waiting a bit impatiently at the gates as juniors came out. Some giving him a sidewards dismissive glance, he glared back at them to make them skittle away like rats.
Soon Elena appeared, seemingly busy texting. Not watching where she walked. Alexei watched her calmly, holding back his first reaction to warn her of misstep.
His phone buzzed as she looked up, a palm coming over her lips to show her surprise. She started into a light jog as she saw him soon coming up to the gates.
"You came here, Ni-san!" she asked surprised.
"Yeah! had nothing to do. Thought, should take you for some shopping." he replied.
A small gleam appeared in her eyes before she asked in a half smile, "What's the occasion?"
"Nothing. One of your dresses has faded quite a bit, thought you needed one." he said non-chalantly. As the one who washed the clothes at home, it was not surprising that he was aware of the wear-tear of everything that was in Dragunov household. Elena shrugged at his response, trying her best to hide her delight. It was always good to go shopping with Alexei, he wasn't a bit hurried and allowed her ample time to try almost the whole shop. With a spring in her step she followed him to his ride and they were off to the mall.
--- Warakuma Mall: Shopping Center.
Alexei had thought that keeping her in front of his eyes would calm the foreboding he felt but it had only worsened. He felt a bit weak, thinking about what if she got taken in front of him. As he walked a pace behind his kid sister, he warily looked around, hoping to catch anything out of order before it became a problem.
He asked her to try different dresses as he went to check in to his workplace in the next building. Surely, nothing would happen inside a crowded mall.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Mall - Afterschool
13/6/2015 Saturday
Alexei and his little sister spent quite some time picking out a new dress, but eventually she decided on one, it was much like her other dresses in colour, but it seems this one was suitable for the upcoming summer. Alexei's unease lightened a bit as they stepped out of the store with the dress. Though he was a bit more at ease, he was still on alert, he was tense, and Elena felt it.
"Is something wrong nii-san?", she asked with innocent curiosity?
"Huh? Uhh, it's nothing", he responded. She simply tilted her head and smiled.
"Well, if you say it's nothing, then it's nothing", she was a bit more cheerful than usual today. It must be the shopping. The two began to walk their way home, though Elena wanted to check the other stores too, since she hadn't been to those places before, and being the loving brother he was, let her. Though as she decided to run ahead a little, he brotherly smile slowly turned to fear as two men popped out the corner and grabbed her swiftly. Before he could run on ahead, he felt a smack on the back of his head... There was a surprised groan that followed, but it was not Alexei's, as he turned and punched the attacker, knocking him off his feet before he ran in hot pursuit of Elena and her kidnappers.
He found himself crashing through into a vacant house, small, cheap, and looked ready to fall apart, it was obviously going to be destroyed and a new house be built there based on the sign in front. He stormed into the next room hearing the footsteps of the kidnappers and their voices.
"What is he a monster?! How are we gonna... What?! Get in?! Are you cra-",
"There's no time!", Alexei could hear almost all the exchange, but as he entered the room, the men were gone, and with them, Elena... "Get in"... He would remember. Standing in front of him was a big mirror. Literally the only thing in the room besides the dust and some dead bugs. He felt a beckoning and a voice as he inched closer to the mirror, first placing his hand upon it, to his disbelief his hand went through, then his arm, and between the strange beckoning call of this mirror, and his desire to save his little sister, he disappeared into the mirror too.
Warakuma Mall - Afterschool
13/6/2015 Saturday
Rui was panting a little, standing outside the old house, the kidnappers? The cult... This was a rare opportunity. It seems someone was in pursuit too, though he was unsure of what happened, since he no longer heard any noise, so he decided to follow the other boy's (or man? He was huge) tracks, stepping over the destroyed door and stepping into an empty room after the main entrance room. There it was... A big mirror. It was a cheap mirror, but it was big enough to use as a portway into the mirror world... He sent a message to everyone, to meet at the warehouse, today, and sent Kami the location of this house to investigate.
This was a good chance. They had to seize it. This was the best chance they had at catching any of the cultists, and maybe get some information. After sending the messages, he decided to head back towards the Abandoned Warehouse. It didn't matter who was or wasn't ready, they'll go in after the cultists and the boy and his sister with whoever they can. This was also probably a good chance to have Ayano try her Persona out too, if she was available.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Agriculture Club | Tuesday, June 9 2015 - After School
With the rather sudden departure of both Shizuka and just moments later Matthew too, Kotori had turned to gather her things seeing as there was little left for her to do alone in the clubroom. However, she wasn't quite alone - though in the other two members' haste, a knock on the door had been drowned out, leaving her instead to nearly jump in suprise when a voice suddenly called out a greeting from the door to which she'd had her back. "Eh?" was the only thing she could bring up in her surprise as she quickly turned to face the source of the voice - though with the initial unexpectedness quickly fading, Kotori realised that she recognised the voice at the same time as she recognised the person whom it belonged to.
"Ah, Dragunov-senpai" With a bow, she returned his previous greeting before looking up at the noticeably taller third year student as he put away his phone. His following question was quickly met with a raised hand on Kotori's behalf: "Ah, I'm fine," she said, shaking her hand to assuage any doubt. "Uhm..." Kotori started, glancing about the room as she did - before realising a bit too late that that would usually be the moment she'd return the question. "H-how are you, senpai?" Kotori asked, a bit belatedly.
"Do... you need anything?" she then added when she further realised that it was somewhat unusual to have guests at the Agriculture Club - the president of which, unfortunately, was not around if that had been the reason for his visit.
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Classroom 2-2 | Saturday, June 13 2015 - After School
With the usual ring, the bell signalled the end of class and the start of the weekend - which most of the class were rather eager for and quickly headed out to meet up with their friends or other appointments. Kotori meanwhile, much as usual, remained seated as she finished her notes for the day; brief though they were considering that school ended somewhat early on a Saturday. Quickly reading her notes over, she gave a satisfied nod before packing her things. As she did so, she thought on what to do with the rest of the day - there wasn't any shopping that needed to be done today nor was there a club meeting.
That last thought brought a small smile to Kotori's lips - though they hadn't said a word about it, there had been some very subtle exchanges between the other two club members. Not exactly noticeable, but if one knew to be on the lookout, it wasn't much of a stretch to know what that was about. When Kotori picked up her bag though, a voice could be heard - and an oddly familiar one, given her previous thoughts. Turning to look, it was indeed Shizuka; the younger girl standing in the classroom's door and peering inside as she asked whether Saji was around. Schoolbag in one hand, Kotori walked over before giving a small bow in greeting: "Hello, Otonashi-san."
Looking about the classroom to see if her classmate was still about, Kotori quickly found Masahide's seat before pointing it out to the enquiring girl. Though she was a bit curious about the rare visit, it seemed a bit rude to ask; leaving Kotori to give another bow before heading out of the classroom.
Kotori Shirohane - Abandoned Warehouse | Saturday, June 13 2015 - After School
A little out of breath, Kotori arrived at the warehouse following the message from Rui - she'd only just gotten home when he'd urgently called for a meeting. Kotori had said she'd made some plans for the afternoon with some friends from school - not entirely a lie, really - and had headed straight for the warehouse where she'd met the rest of the group last time when Ayano had been kidnapped. She was feeling a little uneasy - the prospect of the kidnappings continuing still was not a very enjoyable one.
Furthermore, there was the rather real chance that they'd have to once again fight those shadow creatures - an equally unpleasant thought, though she hoped she'd be able to at least try to help out. As such, Kotori tried to stymie her nervousness as she waited for the group to arrive and Rui to divulge all the information once they were assembled.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Park || June 13 SAT: After School
It might just be her imagination but Shizuka felt as if her presence and inquiry were unwanted by the irritated expression upon the upperclassman's face. No surprise there, she did bring up a possibly unpleasant incident for the older male and she was hesitant to do so. Her response to the unconvincing assurance that he was alright was a hesitant nod. If the other didn't wish to delve too deep into it then the underclassman had no choice but to comply. It wasn't polite to be too nosy into other people's business after all. But her concern remained on her featues.
A moment of silence, then something caught Shizuka off guard. The sudden change of tone from Masahide. The poor girl flinched, averting her gaze away as he pointed out the way she looked at him. Was there something wrong with the way she looked at the upperclassman? But it didn't end there, the way he spoke lost its formal manner as the hazel eyes of the younger teen started to moisten from how hateful the other was starting to sound. Her hands and lips shook as Shizuka mumbled in a soft, shaken voice, "...I-I didn't mean to upset you, I-I'm truly sorry... It's... It's just that.. while you say you're alive, yo-your face um... sort of te-tells me other wise." While trying her best to hold back from tearing, the freshman collected her belongings and spoke once more without turning to face Masa. "I-I truly apologize for robbing you of your time... I-I'll be taking my leave if my presence is unwanted."</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Abandoned Warehouse - Afterschool
13/6/2015 Saturday
It was just past lunch when Rui made it to the warehouse. He wasn't the first one there though, Kazuki was already here. He also got a message from Kami that he was at the vacant house with the mirror now. Shortly afterward, Sato and Kotori arrived, and then Akane in suit. They had just enough for one party, and then soon panting her way in was Ayano. This was getting better, since they could finally see if the suspicions were correct about her Persona.
"Megumi isn't here right now though she said she was on her way, and Riku said he's sneaking out of detention, and Tadao said he was still working... So I guess it'll be just us for now", that said, Rui felt Noboru should've been here by now... Did he not get the message? Well, in any case, they had a big enough party to move through.
"Right... Well we can't wait, in case the cultists find a way out of the mirror world. Catching them inside the mirror world is our best chance", he said. Though shortly after saying that, he got a call from Kami.
"I'm going to go on through this mirror over here",
"Are you sure...? There's no telling where you'll actually appear, not to mention, you're alone on that side. If shadows attack, we can't help you",
"I'm counting on Ayano to find me when I'm in", Rui looked at Ayano for a moment, then back to the big mirror in the warehouse.
"Alright...", he responded, he understood. Putting his phone away he turned to the whole group that was here right now.
"We're going to head on in",
"I'll stay out here in case anyone else arrives while you're in there, good luck".
Mirror Warakuma
13/6/2015 Saturday
Rui, Kotori, Sato, Akane and Ayano stepped through into the mirror world. It was a familiar feeling for all of them but Ayano, although as they stepped in, everyone but Rui and Ayano realized they needed directions now to their destination. They always had Megumi to give the directions, though Ayano simply didn't know all of that whatsoever. Though Rui turned to Ayano.
"Ayano, I want you to summon your Persona right now. If me, Kazuki and Kami suspect right, you have the same ability as Megumi, to communicate and observe others from long distances", he explained.
Ayano looked confused, but the desire to want to try the 'Persona' thing overtook that, since it seemed so cool to her, and so she did. As she summoned her Persona, a blue flame enveloped her with the sound of shattering glass, and soon appearing behind her was a woman robed in gray, with a face that looked like a cylindrical electronic display, the display seemed to change randomly. In front of Ayano however, was a large console, as she looked upon it, familiar functions came to her, as she reached out, an abundance of floating holographic screens appeared in front of her, giving her information of the entire area, maps, the presence of shadows...
Although this wasn't all she found, she moved her hand to where her headphones are, and suddenly she could hear vivid sounds in the distance... "nii-san...!.... i-is he gone...?!.... That kid is crazy....!". Those voices... That must be who they're after. Sounds like they kidnapped someone too, by the sound of it, a very young girl.
Instinctively she reached for the screens in front of her again and immediately knew what to do, and within moments she made a route towards the dungeon she heard the voices from. Almost like natural, she hit the scan function beside the map, and there appeared two blinking strobes. The names for the two were 'Kami-chan <3', and 'Alexei Dragunov'. Upon seeing the special note for Kami, she blushed and gasped in embarrassment for a moment.
"Are you okay?",
"Y-y-yeah... Yeah I'm fine... Uhhh, I have a route to the next dungeon. Kami seems to be there too... And another, an 'Alexei Dragunov', do any of you know him?", in the process though she found the route to her's and everyone else's, but that wasn't important right now.</s>
<|message|>Masahide Saji
Masahide Saji
Warakuma Park
9/13/15 - Afterschool
At first, the anger swelling within Masa took hold, causing the young man to swear beneath his breath as his hands tightened to a fist within his pockets. 'What the hell?! I just want answers!' He thought to himself, slowly making his way to the younger female. However, during the short trek, his anger subsided to annoyance laced with pity. Quickly the annoyance faded as well as he softly patted her shoulder, steppin past just enough to take a seat opposite of where her belongings sat shortly before. His traditional moment of silence passed as he sat there, broken by a heavy sigh as he looked up to her. It was clear was something was bothering him, though he attempted to keep his complacent expression.
"I've been getting that look for days now. Yamato, my mother, the president, and now you. And it pisses me off," his voice contained a subtly hint of anger at his last remark, quickly fading as he faced forward, "Since my father died, I've been trying to live up to the family name. Near perfect grades, working myself to the bone, and doing my best to give back to the town. I've been doing this for awhile, and now suddenly everyone is worried. Why?" At this point he'd lean back against the back of the bench, "It's not like I'm out partying; getting drunk, high, or doing something stupid. What the hell do they think I'm doing?"
The entire time he spoke, it was obvious it was uncomfortable divulging this information. A recluse by nature, the only people he trusted with his inner-most thoughts were himself and Yamato. But Yamato hadn't spoken to him in sometime now... Not since he struck Masa and left him at the shrine. 'I'm pathetic,' Masa thought to himself as his eyes fell slightly, 'Is this how everyone will remember me? Being a man who can't handle himself on his own? Worthless.' With that, his gaze flickered to Shizuka as he awaited her reaction.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Park || June 13 SAT: After School
Having not expected a less heated reaction, Shizuka jumped slightly from the gentle touch upon her shoulder before turning to face Masahide with an evident confusion upon her face. Curious brown eyes stared in awkward silence as the upperclassman paused, then sighed. Having been revealed the reason for his irritation, Shizuka panicked a little, shook her head and attempted to change her expression to a dead pan serious one as he continued. The belongings which were collected were rested atop the bench once more.
The raven haired maiden listened intently as the older teen narrated on about what had been bothering him, giving occasional nods to show that she was being attentive to what was being said. Shizuka waited for him to finish his piece before parting her lips to reply with a soft smile, "I'm well aware of bits and pieces of your achievements, Saji-senpai. I'm sure the others are aware of them as well. There is nothing wrong with what you seem to be doing."
At this point, she flashed something comparable to that of a gentle mother's scolding look as she continued. If Masa didn't appreciate the worried expression everyone seemed to aim towards him, then the freshman figured she'll try a new approach with the help of her Shizu-chan acting skills . "But I believe you lack concern and appreciation for yourself. Have you set a certain limit to how much your body can work? When was the last time you rewarded yourself to a treat?" Shizuka giggled softly at the silly attempt at a scolding tone and gazed towards the park's scenery. "I can't speak for others but I'm simply just worried that one day you might breakdown, or find yourself being unable to enjoy life."
There was a dramatic pause after her last statement before Shizuka turned to the upperclassman and changed the topic while asking, "Um... There are some shops I can introduce to you which have some delightful treats like cakes or Japanese sweets if you might be interested...?"</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Mirror Warakuma | Saturday, June 13 2015 - After School
As it turned out, the rather short notice did seem to have its downside - a few of the team were not yet here, leaving just five of them to actually enter the mirror. Kazuki remained behind to guide any late arrivals and possibly act as backup whilst Rui had just come off the phone to Kaminari who had entered the Mirror World elsewhere. And with that, the five of them entered the other side.
The transition was... strange, even if it wasn't the first time experiencing it for Kotori. She quickly looked around for any sign of trouble - but luckily, their arrival didn't immediately herald any shadow attacks. She wouldn't have been very confident in her abilities to drive them off though - but luckily, the others were here too and had already proven to be quite capable combatants. Rui quickly turned to Ayano and explained his suspicions about her persona's abilities - rather than specialising as a fighter or supporter, he believed that she would be able to guide others from afar.
For a moment, Ayano seemed a little hesitant - understandably, given that such a task was just thrust upon her. However, this quickly turned into eagerness as she took but a moment to summon her persona. The rest of the group watched as her other self formed above her - a humanoid figure which held a display of sorts in front of Ayano. Much like the others before her, Ayano seemed to take to controlling her persona as second nature within moments - though a worried expression came over Kotori's face as the other girl gasped briefly.
At Rui's question though, she reassured everyone she was alright - and that she had both the route to take and the locations of Kaminari and another: Alexei Dragunov. 'Ah...' Kotori thought, recognising the name - only for it to fully sink in a moment later. "Eh?" was the first sound she made, blinking at the realisation that she actually knew the person they were looking for. "Ah, uhm, y-yes," she said, a little hesitantly as she noticed several of the others turning to look at her as she spoke. "D-Dragunov-senpai is, uhm, a third year at our school," Kotori vaguely pointed toward the direction of the mirror they had come in from; her eyes behind her glasses having steadily decided to focus on some remarkably interesting part of the floor rather than any of the others' eyes.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Mirror Warakuma | After School
Luckily for Kotori, Akane too knew Alexei and took over explaining about the third year. She was a little surprised herself to learn that he was part of the Manga Club - something which, apparently, he had in common with not only Akanae but also Rui. Meanwhile, Ayano hadn't been idle and just moments later announced that she'd managed to plot a route for the group to find Alexei. Rui wasted no time in ordering the pursuit and they set off - even if Kotori still had a sinking feeling about this cult, considering that they had somehow managed to subdue someone of his size and stature.
Kotori Shirohane - Crypt of Hopes and Dreams | After School
The sight of the dungeon was... odd. Not that the previous one had been any better in that regard - but even while Kotori hadn't known what to expect, it likely wasn't this. It was a building of sorts, but with some rathe strange architecture which looked more at home in some medieval story of knights and dragons - yet at the same time, the colours clashed more than a bit with that image. However, before the dungeon - helpfully named by a banner as the 'Crypt of Hopes and Dreams', for whatever that might mean - could come under closer scrutiny, the group's attention was drawn to the figure standing outside: Kaminari.
After explaining what he'd seen - including the dungeon forming from thin air in front of him - he suggested that he stay behind with Ayano to guide any belated arrivals and serve as backup. Due to their already reduced numbers, this meant that the group was already decided - Ayano would be their guide, Rui would lead and Akane, Sato and Kotori would be following him. Kotori took a deep breath before nodding to acknowledge the decision - even after already having braved a dungeon previously, it wasn't exactly a prospect she was looking forward to repeating. Even less so now that she was standing right in front of the, at closer look, somewhat foreboding dungeon. Still, she was here to help anothe kidnapping victim - and the others were heading inside, leaving little time for any doubts as she followed them in.
Kotori Shirohane - Crypt of Hopes and Dreams: Floor 1 | After School
Thankfully, the dungeon turned out to not pose much in the way of danger - the few shadows that did cross the group's path were quickly annihilated with little to no damage incurred in return; something Kotori was rather thankful for. This in turn meant that the group quickly progressed through the dungeon floor - but despite the only very light resistance, Kotori couldn't help but feel a little uneasy about the dungeon itself. The tombs and candles, even if they seemed almost comically toy-like, still gave off an unnerving vibe to her - and she half-expected shadows to suddenly pop up from unexpected angles to scare them, though that never came to pass before they arrived at a sort of clearing - upon which stood a somewhat familiar figure. Or rather, two - Alexei and, if the previous dungeon and her own experience was anything to go by, his shadow.
The two were already engaged in some sort of fist fight and shouting match - though most of the punching and shouting came from only one side whilst the other seemed far more calm. Just as they managed to get close enough to clearly see the two and easily follow the conversation, the group realised that they were too late as Alexei uttered the fateful words of the shadow not being him. "Ah!" came from Kotori as one Alexei - the real one - was thrown heavily into one of the tombs. The other one, meanwhile, transformed before their eyes - turning into a strange creature. One girl laying upon the ground. The shadow itself, retaining much of its apperance. And the creature upon which it stood - which caused Kotori's eyes to briefly go wide behind her glasses at the sight.
An enormous masked humanoid creature, encased in some sort of armour, was hunched over the girl. However, this armour was pierced by dozens of huge bloodied blades - in fact, the whole thing was covered in bloody splatters. And to make matters worse, the girl began to cry out - in a voice which Kotori again recognised as being that of Alexei's sister, Elena. However, this sound was cut short by the shadow's voice - no longer calm, it shouted down at the girl before turning to address the group with its words and making clear its intent to make them disappear.
It didn't give more than that for a warning before immediately wrenching some of the bloody blades out of the creature's back - and hurling them at the group. The attack happened so quickly, Kotori barely had any time to react - but thankfully, the others had been more ready for such a thing and already sprung into action. Rui and Sato quickly dashed off to the sides to avoid the attack whilst Akane, using Setana, put herself between Kotori and the shadow; blocking its barrage with ease. "S-sorry," Kotori quickly mumbled out of guilt for having forced the othe girl to have to throw herself in the way of an attack because she hadn't been quick enough herself.
Rui, meanwhile, had already begun putting his experience to use and noticed that attacking from the sides would be their best bet as turning seemed to be a little difficult for this shadow. "Right," Kotori said, nodding to affirm the command, as she already raised one hand. In her palm floated an ethereal blue card - which was shattered with a single motion and a word: "Kikuri-hime." Kotori's persona emerged, allowing her to fight with its assistance rathe than having to rely on just her physical abilities. The presence of Kikuri-hime once more had an almost calming effect on her - taking a deep breath, she immediately began to head off to try and follow Rui's order of flanking the shadow; keeping a close eye on it to try and avoid any subsequent attacks instead of having to burden the others whilst at the same time keeping Kikuri-hime ready to heal any sustained injuries at a moment's notice.</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Crypt of Hopes and Dreams
June 13th, Saturday, 2015
Life in the mirror world is as mysterious and unexpected as ever, take their latest adventure for example. Here Akane stood before the latest 'dungeon', trying to make sense of the sight. "I know gothic buildings in this world is popular, but really?" her face twitched in disgust as she shook her head. Gothic architecture and bright colors should never go together. It was just strange, especially considering it looks like a tomb. Then again, it kind of adds to the creep factor, now doesn't it?
It was just like the last dungeon as there were barely any shadows inside this one as well. It's kind of strange really, you'd expect a whole mess of them inside a place like this. "Kind of boring as well..." she had muttered after going through the first shadow in what seems like forever. Boredom truly does make things seem longer than they really are, huh? She began hoping that the boss of this dungeon would help alleviate her boredom and not go down so easily. It was a simple thing to ask for, right? She thought as she continued running to the final destination with the others.
When they finally got to the boss room, it seems the usual is starting to take place. The big bad shadow acting all tough and scary while going on about how he's the real one. They sure take on some 'interesting' appearances, huh? She looked on at it's monolithic visage with blood and all. The swords were a nice touch. "So this is Alexei's shadow, eh?" After gazing on in wonder, that wonder was destroyed as soon as she began hearing 'that thing' speak. "What a whiny emo bitch you are, seriously..." she said with obvious irritation at the shadow. Though, it would only prove to agitate the thing further.
Which didn't take long as it grabbed a sword out of the monolithic body, grasping it in-between it's fingers and threw it at the party. The other darted to the side but Kotori remained there frozen in fear. "Shit!" Without much time to lose, Akane immediately summoned Setanta and managed to easily block the shadow's barrage. After breathing a sigh of relief, she turned behind her and asked Kotori if she was alright only for her to apologize with a guilty look on her face. Akane responded by patting her on the head and telling her it was alright. After all, everyone gets scared at some point in their lives, right?
"Trouble turning, you say?" she pondered after Rui's order. Then the choice is obvious....! Calling upon Setanta, she ordered out a kill rush on the sides.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Crypt of Hopes and Dreams - F1
13/6/2015 Saturday
Akane's counter-assault with Kill Rush seemed to work for awhile, but after a few seconds, the arms on the beast began to glow red hot, and then soon, it became clear that Akane's Persona was merely striking a magical shield. An invisible dome around the shadow became visible as the assault continued. Though Rui was observing this, he used this chance to get behind the shadow and attack with a Mudo skill, a wave of black energy gathered in Askr's hand and was physically thrown at the shadow. It seemed to do something at least, but there was no significant damage. The shadow merely turned around, and smiled right at Rui...
Immediately he jumped far back, and his instinct was right on the mark, Akane's Setanta was suddenly repelled by an array of swords, damaging Akane a little, with the assault off, the shadow immediately looked to a target to attack, and spotted Sato lagging behind in flanking it, his advance was stopped by a hail of swords, a few of which striking him, flinging him back.
"This is a pain... A repelling shield too...", though as he said that, he was realizing that the shadow began to smoke steam out of it's back, and the monolithic body hunkered down a little, as if it was tired.
Ayano would with her scanning abilities would pick up that the shield from earlier seemed to cost the shadow a lot of energy, while still able to fight, he was now vulnerable to attack. Rui was starting to pick up on this, but unlike a support, he wouldn't be able to figure all that out immediately.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Crypt of Hopes and Dreams: Floor 1 | After School
Spreading out seemed to work to some degree - the shadow didn't seem to know immediately who to focus on as the group of four swarmed around and into attacking position. Rui's Askr fired an attack at range whilst Akane's Setanta closed in for a melee attack to the shadow's side. Kotori meanwhile was about to call upon Kikuri-hime to aid in the attack when things started going awry. Rui sprang back when the shadow suddenly launched a counter-attack at him whilst a veritable wall of swords repelled Akane's Kill Rush. Sato meanwhile had not managed to get quite into position and got struck in the side by a number of swords being tossed his way; a rather painful sight that caused Kotori to give a worried wince as he was thrown off his feet. She herself managed to avoid getting anything thrown her way and was thus immediately free to counteract the damage that had been taken.
"Media," she called - and just a moment late, Kikuri-hime raised the flower in her hands and brought it closer to her chest as a faint light emanated from her. This same light began to glow around all four of the group; a healing warmth soothing the worst of the pain from any sustained wounds and healing some of the damage caused. Seeing as the shadow seemed to have a penchant for countering attacks, Kotori warily kept an eye on it for any potential retribution; hesitant to yet engage in any offensive actions as long as the others might still require her aid.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Crypt of Hopes and Dreams - Entrance
13/6/2015, Saturday
As the group headed towards the aforementioned route, Ayano followed suit and what greeted her was a building that reminded her of Castlevania series. It had that whole haunted and dark vibe that also seemed to resonate an artsy kind of feeling inside of her, but it wasn't a good one. The bright colors definitely looked out-of-place for the whole area, the whole clashing of it all almost made her eyes bleed. Kami was nearby and gave Rui an assessment of the area, apparently this is where he was, which made Ayano's suspicions of him in the map fade away. Although she was doubtful, she was glad at the same time that Kami decided to stay with her and with that, the party went in.
As Rui, Akane, Kotori and Sato trudged forward into the dungeon, the feeling of watching it all in front of her very eyes in a screen like a livestream of some sort gave her a feeling of surrealism. Virtual reality was one thing, but this is a whole new level entirely...The interior was creepy to say the least, it Ayano feel unnerved as she never really liked tombs and crypts. Who would? Beyond the distance, she and the party saw Alexei, and it seemed as though they were just in time to see him confront his other self. Small flashes of the same experienced rushed back inside Ayano's mind but she shook it off, trying to focus on the mission at hand...The doppelganger began to speak, spewing the brutal and honest truth about Alexei...She knew that trying to stop him from saying those words would only be in vain and as the shadow began to reveal its true form, a grim expression spread throughout the girl's face.
The battle raged on, Ayano quickly started to scan the shadow for any sort of weakness and trying to sense a pattern with it. You never really know with these battles. She typed in a few buttons but it would seem that scanning would take a while, she looked at one of her screens, trying to observe the enemy as it deflected Akane's and Sato's personas, she squinted a little but she swore she could see puffs of smoke emerging from behind the thing. It was slumping a little too...That shield. She mulled over it for a few minutes and as if on cue, her scan was complete. As she looked it over, she began to contact Rui,
"Quick! It's tiring itself out, now's your chance to strike back before it brings back its shield again!"</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Pastry Shop || June 13 SAT: After School
Before she could locate her wallet in her school bag, Shizuka was stopped by the upperclassman and was offered to be treated to whatever she wanted. "E-Eh, bu-but I couldn't. I-I'm able to pay for my ow--" While the freshman attempted to hesitantly reject his offer, Masahide had already made his order and directed an expectant expression with a small grin towards her. The thought of rejecting and paying for her own item crossed her mind but as she paused for a moment to think, Shizuka decided that if he seemed insistent on it and he had already informed the clerk, might as well gratefully accept the offer.
After releasing a defeated sigh, the dark haired teen parted her lips, "T-Thank you, Saji-senpai. Ju-Just this once, I'll accept. " Her half hidden gaze directed itself towards the glass case of cakes again. "Well, tiramisu is one of my favorites... Or perhaps I shall try a slice of millefeuille..." , she mumbled to herself as she excitedly decided between the little treats sparkling with appetizing aura. "I suppose I'll take a slice of mont blanc." Shizuka spoke shyly, still hesitant about having Masa pay for her cake. Before heading towards an empty table by the window side, she waited for the transaction to finalize.
Upon taking her seat and settling herself down, a sudden realization struck the younger student, from an outsider's point of view, this looked like a date. Spacing out towards the window, she shook her head and convinced herself that it wasn't, it's merely a 'hangout with a friend'. I mean, she visits this shop with her friends all the time, this was probably similar to that. But why did this scenario have to remind her of a certain shoujo manga she read recently? The boy treats the female protagonist to a cake and tea, almost like what Masa had just done for her! At the end of the cafe scene, the female protagonist confe--
SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE. Shizuka comically and violently shook her head to get rid of her usual silly shoujo fantasies and paused. Oh no. Does she look stupid right now? Did she get any weird look from the upperclassman? "Um..... Do-Don't mind me, senpai. T-There is nothing wrong.", she softly whispered with cheeks tinted with a bright red hue from embarrassment.
_________</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Crypt of Hopes and Dreams - F1
13/6/2015 Saturday
Hearing Ayano feed them the information, Rui made the order to charge. They had to be swift, in case they didn't manage to defeat it in that charge, they needed to be able to back away when the shield came back up.
"Give it everything you've got, but be prepared to back away when it's shield comes back", he ordered. Leading the charge he went straight in with his Persona, striking it with a Zan'ei while charging in with his own sword. The shadow wailed in pain as it took attack after attack, it also appeared the figure on the back was the one that took the brunt of the damage, furthermore the arms of the monolithic golem body seemed to be able to be damaged.
"Ayano, scan the arms specifically, I think there's something about them...", he asked.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Crypt of Hopes and Dreams: Floor 1 | After School
Kotori glanced between the steam-spewing and her teammates; unsure of whether this was some form of attack, a cover or just a harmless venting of heat. She was, however, at least a little relieved to see that both Sato and Akane seemed to have recovered from the respective hits they'd taken; particularly after the former had been thrown to the ground by strike. The others, meanwhile, seemed similarly wary of the shadow after its initial attacks and sword barriers had prevented any real damage being done to it. Instead, they'd opted to go for a defensive approach as Akane used Setanta to summon a shield of her own. Taking inspiration, Sato then too used the same spell - but this time being cast upon the whole group, enveloping them all in a faintly glowing shells. Whilst they didn't feel impervious, it did seem like they'd take the worst of any attack and at least make strikes easier to take.
Meanwhile though, Ayano hadn't been idle either - instead, she'd been scanning the shadow and finally managed to get a read on it. Relaying anything she'd garnered to Rui, he was quick to order an attack - it seemed as though the steam really was due to it using up too much energy to shield itself, needing a brief pause to recharge. Looking between the others as they got ready to attack, Kotori couldn't see anyone in further need of healing; leaving her to instead face the large shadow. Taking a deep breath, she once again raised a hand with a low "Kikuri-hime" - before clenching said hand as she called her first attack on the shadow: "Zio." A bolt of lightning crashed into the creature; further adding to the damage it was taking from the others - but rather than get too hopeful, Kotori couldn't shake the worry that it wouldn't go down quite that easily; keeping her distance and trying to stay on the shadow's sides as Rui had ordered.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Masahide Saji
Masahide Saji
Warakuma Park
9/13/15 - Afterschool
Masahide watched the girl with a mixture of curiosity and confusion, his subtle smile wavering to a more neutral expression as a brow rose. He didn't know what to think of her reaction, though he merely shrugged his shoulders as he turned back to the counter. Opening his phone briefly he'd thumb over his messages, pulling up Yamato's number. Sure enough, a new message was awaiting him.
Yeah... Look, we're coming down next week. You actually gonna talk to me this time? Or do I need to loosen your thick skull again?. All Masa could do was shake his head with the smile re-emerging, tucking his phone away as the order was delivered. With a subtle bow of his head, he'd take the items after paying, turning back to where Shizuka once was to find her missing. Though it didn't take long, the raven-colored hair gave her away almost instantly as he took a seat on the opposite side of the table, sitting before her as he slid over her cake. As he settled down, his gaze rose to her, taking note of her reddening hue as he rose a brow once more.
"If you say so," Bowing his head slightly in response as he indicated the platter before her, "Enjoy." With that, he took his cup and sipped it's contents. Sure enough, the heated liquid burned slightly upon his tongue, but that feeling in itself was soothing as the taste settled in. With a contented sigh, he'd lean back in his chair and set his cup upon the table. For a moment, he'd glance out the window onto the streets, but his attention slowly drew back to Shizuka. "Thanks once again," Masa stated, drawing up his cup, "Do you make it a habit of consoling the downtrodden?" Masa smirked obviously at this remark, his intention to tease the girl not veiled at all.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Crypt of Hopes and Dreams - F1
13/6/2015 Saturday
"Understood, everyone concentrate fire on the arms", he ordered. Without hesitation everyone blasted down the arms one by one. It took a fair bit of effort to destroy one of the arm's generators. The second one soon followed afterwards with help from Rui, landing a critical strike, not only staggering it, but also breaking the generator. As he expected, the bladed shield was about to come up, and the female figure began to wail in pain to signify it. He immediately backed away, but at the same time called Askr from above. With the shield gone, the party could go wild on it.
With an aerial Zan'ei followed by a Garula broke apart the bladed shield, exposing the shadow. The party quickly moved in with their prime damaging attacks, concentrating it all in the vulnerable spot in the shadow's defenses, the monolithic golem's arms gave in and the figure fell forward, impaling the female figure on the ground as the man on it's back fell hard onto the ground behind it.
It could barely grab a sword before Askr leaped over the golem body, and delivered a swift downward thrust, slaying the shadow. It screamed in agony for a few moments before turning back into the Alexei look-alike... The rest seemed to be up to Alexei.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov : Crypt of Hopes and Dreams
The fall was a bit harder than he had prepared himself for and Alexei took sometime to settle. He watched on as his doppelganger turned into something grotesque, something he could vaguely figure out. As others fought it off in this bizarre situation. He could make out their faces. They were all from his school and ironically, all of the earlier kidnapped.
Was this some kinda game, or an alternate dimension. What was going on?
Alexei had many questions and as he pondered on them and noticed phantasmal beings work in tandem with his acquaintances, he wondered what this world was. It didn't take long to beat of the Goliath than was once his look alike and upon defeat, astonishingly it turned back to its revious form. The others backed out, making it seem like his job to do this closure.
Alexei got up a bit gingerly, still a bit shaken from the fall. He was in a mental mess, a rather rare occurrence. He usually had this unearthly calm. Perhaps, Elena's absence was still worrying him. As he walked closer to his look alike it spoke up in its shrill voice, the snide grin from earlier absent.
"The world isn't that had a place you think it is, bub." his tone a bit somber and low.
"You don't need to give up on your life to let others lead theirs, you feel me brother." this sudden change was certainly perplexing but Alexei could feel meaning behind those words and that meaning seem to hit him like a train. He had been consumed, quiet literally, with the thought of providing a normal life for his sister and mother, it was on a similar path that his father did. Busying himself with work and avoid giving his presence for them to heal them. He had meant well but had gone about it all the wrong way.
"Yeah" he said in his low baritone. "I guess letting your hair down sometimes won't hurt." he admitted.
"No one asked me for this role, I took it up myself. But I feel that I have failed remarkably." he said in a low voice, tears seem to well up in his eyes.
"Nooo! No! No!, you have done a remarkable job but what they want is a man who doesn't treat them like a burden, who has his own life and interests. One, who they can depend upon in their time of need but one who has his own dreams and aspirations."
"Yeah, I know. I think I can still be that if I try hard enough." the other Alexei got up shakily at this and walked on towards the real one, a genuine smile on his face this time. A blue light slowly started enveloping him as he stood closer to Alexei and soon it momentarily obscured it from view as the figure changed to a large man with fiery hair red knightly armor.
Thou art I, I art Thou
I am Prometheus, the ever enduring.
The figure soon dissipated and its place a card was left in the palm of Alexei's hand. He wondered if this was his phantasmal companion, much like others had used earlier. He wondered what he knew about this being and how could he handle it. Perhaps this was best left to the crew who already had experience.
So he turned towards the group and spoke "I am sorry to come across as over-bearing but my sister is still here somewhere. If you all don't mind, could you please lend me a hand once more."</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Crypt of Hopes and Dreams - F1
13/6/2015 Saturday
"That was the intention, or one of them, the other was rescuing you... But...", Rui paused for a bit, expecting Alexei to fall to exhaustion like everyone else had... But when it became clear that it was not going to happen, he continued,
"Nevermind...", at that moment, Ayano informed the team that the dungeon wasn't very big at the moment, so they could catch up to Alexei's sister very quickly. With that understood,
"Alright, it doesn't look like I can stop you from going further in with us, so let's get going", he said, turning to Alexei, and then to the door ahead, which with the defeat of the shadow, was now unsealed. Alexei's sister wasn't much further, and not just that, the cultist members were there too... This could be a big break for them, although something bothered Kami, and also Rui... One of the theories was that these cultists were the ones who created the shadows when people were put into the mirror world... But with it naturally occurring, as Alexei had simply pursued... That wasn't the case, so what was the cult really after then? If shadows and Personas were something they were not aware of?</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Crypt of Hopes and Dreams: Floor 1 | After School
As it turned out, Kotori's wariness had been unfounded - Ayano had been scanning their foe the entire time and quickly managed to further deduce a weakness in the arms; prompting the team to attack at Rui's orders. Whilst keeping an eye out for any would-be retaliation, Kotori summoned another Zio down upon a slowly widening gap on one of the shadow's large arms. Though she doubted her contribution was very significant when compared to the other, far more offensively capable members of the group, it was still enough to collectively break the shield generator within. Rushing against time as the shield was about to go up any time now, they managed to repeat the process with the second arm - just in time, as the shield of swords returned just moments later.
However, without anything to sustain it, Rui could quickly shatter this defence; allowing the attack to continue. Kotori still worried about an unexpected desperation attack; ready at any time to quickly cast healing spells as necessary - but ultimately saw yet more use of Kikuri-hime's ability to call down lightning attacks. Under the weight of the entire group's onslaught, the shadow could no longer hold up and came crashing down as Rui's Askr performed a decisive final attack. With an agonising cry, shadows once again enveloped the creature - before dissipating and revealing the more familiar form of Alexei.
Kotori breathed a sigh of relief at the sight - she'd feared the fight might drag on as long as the last, leaving her completely out of breath. Instead, however, she merely noticed how her breathing was a bit quicker after the exertion, but nowhere near the exhaustion she'd felt previously. Just as she wondered if this fight's apparent quickness had something to do with how recently the dungeon had formed, however, Alexei - the real one - approached the shadow. And much like with Ayano, Kotori felt a little awkward standing there and listening to him talk - even if the same had happened to her not all that long ago.
Still, she couldn't quite help but worry what might happed if Alexei didn't accept his other self - but luckily, that did not come to pass. Instead, he agreed that he did not have to sacrifice himself for his familiy - something Kotori, hearing him talk, was sure they wouldn't want - but instead would do what he could for them. Not because he had to, not because it was his duty - but because he wanted to; without losing anything about himself in the process. A small smile came to Kotori's lips at the outcome, even as the other Alexei began to once again change form - but this time not into a monstrous shadow, but rather a fiery torch-bearing Persona.
However, the smile quickly vanished when Alexei then turned to face the group - and asked them for their help in rescuing his sister. "Eh?" Kotori went in surprise, blinking rather quickly. "Dra... uhm, E-Elena-san is here too?" she asked, evidently not having expected that - but she didn't even have to look over to Rui for him to already agree to aid in the rescue; Kotori quickly nodding in agreement. Worry began to take hold once more - not only for Elena but also Alexei as he most likely would be feeling the same wave of exhaustion that Kotori remembered coming over her when she'd first met Kikuri-hime.
However, she wasn't alone in her surprise when Alexei didn't seem to have any intention of just collapsing like she'd done - instead, he remained on his feet and seemed quite determined to get underway to find and rescue his sister. Taking a deep breath - the brief exchange of words having at least served as a small break - Kotori stepped forward, ready to continue onwards. Luckily, Ayano was once more quick to scan the surroundings and informed them that Elena was not far off - though she couldn't quite shake off her ever-present worries, Kotori still remained hopeful that they might be able to finish things off quickly; even more so with the rather unexpected assistance of Alexei and his newly-gained Persona - whilst any thoughts about the rather strange situation they found themselves in and how it reflected on the cult's kidnappings took a backseat for the moment, seeing as there were far more pressing concerns at hand.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Dragunov Siblings - Warakuma Hospital
"Sorry, Ni-san!" a faint voice broke Alexei's calm siesta. It was nice to relax a bit sometimes, now that he had done nothing but rest for full sixteen hours. No chores to run, food to make or things to fix. It was a welcome rest and he needed it but what he didn't need was her sister's voice filled with guilt.
"For what, Akachan!" he said in his deep grumble, eyes still closed but he moved his torso to the side to face his beloved sister.
Elena was pleasantly surprised, she hadn't seen her dear brother smile in god knows how long and for him to call her 'baby' meant that there was a change that she may have missed in their last harrowing experience together.
"Nothing!" she whispered quietly as she turned to face him, looking at his visage carefully. She had always felt protected and nurtured but something was different today. Her brother wasn't know for open display of love, well if you discount the flowers and the pains he goes to in making her lunch but smiling together and other non verbal communications were rather limited. She couldn't place it but she was happy if things looked like what they were.
A faint knock caught his attention, it was a bit too light for a hospital staff and the fact that almost everyone knew him because of his mother here. They could openly announce themselves and enter. Perhaps, the news may have caught on to Inoue and Sagat. He didn't expect any others.
So he was pleasantly surprised when Kotori opened the door after a brief pause. Carrying two bouquets for the siblings, this was certainly unexpected.
"Ah! Shirohane-san!" he said, a bit surprised, as he sat up in his bed.
"Kotori-chan!!" Elena almost screamed in excitement as she too noticed the flowers. Kotori wanted to place it on the side table but hesitated. Asking whether it was okay. It was Elena who tried to put her at ease.
"Thank you!! They are beautiful. I'm so happy you came to see me." she carried in her excited tone,perhaps making the other girl a bit embarrassed.
"So? How did you know, we were here?" Elena asked.
"Calm down, sis. It was through Shirohane-san's help that I was able to rescue you." Alexei finally said. "I don't know how I'll repay your debt, but I'll try, Shirohane-san." he added sincerely. Elena's eyes just widened at his response as she motioned for Kotori to sit next to her on her bed trying to make her feel comfortable with the two foreigners.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Hospital
14/6/2015 Sunday
"I see you're doing well", said Rui as he entered. He expected Akane to be here considering she had friendship with him. Maybe she was late? Likely slept in. In any case, he was going to speak about the dungeons and shadows with Alexei, but his sister was here... She didn't have the power, and involving her might not be the best idea.
"And hello to you too Kotori... Alexei, we met once, outside the manga club room, when do you think you can be discharged?", he asked. Alexei was likely going to be discharged tomorrow and allowed to attend school again as his condition had improved... But his sister on the other hand was still experiencing nausea and a bit of trauma from being kidnapped. It probably would've been worse if they didn't rescue her sooner, but she ought to be fine by the end of the week.
At least that's what the nurses had told Alexei earlier this morning before visiting times began. Still, this was a better result than expected, but it only raised more questions for Rui and Kami in their investigation...</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Hospital | Afternoon
As it turned out, her worries had been unfounded - Elena, who seemed rather elated about her visit, was quick to show her appreciation. With a small smile of relief, Kotori said "Ah, that's good," as she placed the flowers in their vases - though her relief wasn't just about the flowers not being unwelcome, but also to see that both of the two Dragunovs were awake and well; or at least appeared as such. At the very least, Elena was still showing as much enthusiasm as she had back at the library - even as she asked how she'd known that they'd been there.
"Eh?" was Kotori's first response, having just placed the flowers on the small table, as she really didn't know how to respond to the question - should she outright tell them? Should she try to talk her way out of it - even if she heavily doubted she'd be able to do so? However, before she could even say anything further, Alexei spoke up to try and calm some of his sister's excitement - and quickly making Kotori rather surprised when he said she'd been of such help. "Eh? Ah, I..." she began, trying to say that she really hadn't done very much, before he continued to say that he'd try to repay this debt.
"Ah, n-no, no, there's no need for that, really!" Kotori quickly said, shaking both her hands before her and her head for emphasis. "T-the others did a lot more, so..." she began, embarassment rather evident in her voice - not only didn't she know how to answer the previous question, but also not how to dissuade him from seeing it as a debt to be repaid when it was far from her alone who'd been there to help. Luckily though, a distraction presented itself as Rui stepped into the room; prompting Kotori to stand back up after she'd only just sat down on the edge of the bed at Elena's motioning to give a bow in somewhat thankful greeting: "Ah, good afternoon, Shinichi-san."
Seeing as he'd been the one to tell her of all the details after she'd been rescued and subsequently gained her persona, Kotori assumed - or rather, hoped - Rui was here to do the same for Alexei; though it was a slightly different situation with his sister in the know but not having gained a persona - either way though, Kotori sat back down for the moment to take a momentary breather and hoped that Rui would be able to clear up some things.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Crypt of Hopes and Dreams
13/6/2015, Saturday
It wasn't long before the giant fell with the combined efforts of the team, Ayano was glad and sighed with relief. All that was left now was for Alexei to accept his true feelings. Watching the scene unfold, the girl is reminded of her own experiences and silently cheered on Alexei, if all of the others could accept themselves, then he should too! Suddenly, a familiar blue light began to envelop itself around him and a smile formed on Ayano's lips, thankfully he was able to realize that he and the shadow were but one being and the monster from earlier transformed into a new source of power.
There was a brief pause and Ayano was half expecting Alexei to fall down and faint like she did but that never happened, which struck her as odd. Another that struck her odd was the fact that there was another person in the dungeon, Alexei's sister. She scratched her head, it seemed like their little expedition wasn't over just yet. The party raged on, the dungeon becoming dull and bland as they advanced and Alexei had certainly gotten the hang of using his persona in just a short while. Finally, they reached the end point of the dungeon, a feeling of uneasiness coursed throughout Ayano's body...What was waiting behind this door? Some kind of super boss that you always encounter at the last minute? And if it was Alexei's sister, whose to say she doesn't have a shadow of her own? The thoughts just made her shudder but the party moved on regardless and what greeted them was something unexpected, to say the least.
Ayano Wakahisa: Crypt of Hopes and Dreams - Empress' Tomb
13/6/2015, Saturday
With what little information they knew about the cultists, Ayano was just in a state of shock and awe...These are the guys that were responsible for kidnapping all of them? But, they looked just like your Average Joe's...Were these really the ones behind all of the terror surrounding Warakuma? She couldn't believe the feed she was receiving on her screen, the other's were just as shocked as she was, if not disappointed. One of them ordered to stay put but Alexei rushed recklessly to save his sister but Ayano's attention shifted focus to a disgruntled voice in the same room, it was another cultist, his voice shaky and looking like he was about to convulse. With an agonized cry, the man fell to the ground and what erupted was a shadow?!
"What the?"
The thing charged at them but was quickly struck down by Alexei and the other cultist and Alexei's Sister fell to their knees. Ayano blinked once and twice, looking at her screen and trying to process the events that just transpired but nothing made sense anymore...
Ayano Wakahisa: Abandoned Warehouse
13/6/2015, Saturday
The two cultists from earlier were escorted to the authorities by Rui and Kami, and Alexei's sister was delivered to the hospital. After a brief moment of respite, the two returned to report that Alexei stayed in the hospital as well, collapsing from the exhaustion as well. With the formalities over the group began to discuss what the hell just happened earlier in the dungeon. Sure, this was a huge step forward for the team in terms of investigating the cult but all it did was just raise more questions...
What were these cults after? What is their real motive for kidnapping them? Is it some sort of philosophical or religious quest about teaching people to look inside of themselves and accept that they truly are monsters inside and learning to overcome this? All of it was just too much to handle, thinking about it more just caused Ayano's head to hurt. The day concluded with Kami telling everyone to go rest and Ayano couldn't be more glad to hear that. Still, it wasn't bad for the first day on the job.</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Warakuma Hospital
Sunday, June 14, 2015
==~==
Mako paced around the hallways of the hospital, trying to work out his next order of business. He'd finally established that he needed a broader perspective on his hunch, which was why he was here- he needed to find out who else was involved in this business of saving the kidnap victims, if indeed it was as organized as he assumed it to be. Without enough evidence, Sato- and anyone else whose involvement he'd uncovered- could just dodge his questioning all day long. Which would be a downer, to say the least.
If this really is the destiny that that Blue Lady keeps talking about... if I'm meant to help save these victims, then I need to prove I can handle it, first. And therein lay the real reason he'd been pursuing this so doggedly. The slim hope that this was actually something to do with that dream he'd been having since he first got to Warakuma. The chance that he wasn't just incomprehensibly crazy, that there was actually something greater past all this dream fuckery. So, he waited. Thankfully, he didn't have to wait long. Shirohane-san, from his class, had just arrived at the latest victim's room. Dragunov was his name, Alexei Dragunov. She was carrying flowers. Without even noticing he was there, the girl opened the door and hurried inside.
After another short while, someone else arrived. Shinichi-san, from Drama Club. Mako raised an eyebrow, still watching the room as the boy went inside, greeting both the victim and Shirohane. Weird. So they knew each other, too? His interest was piqued, but he held it in check. He didn't know either of the victims well, nor their visitors. They could all be old friends with one another and there was no way for him to know. Still, it bothered him- Shirohane had also been a kidnap victim, abducted the same time as Sato. And speaking of Sato, hadn't he seen Shinichi at the hospital when he went to visit Sato?
Not enough to confirm out of hand, but... not enough to deny it, either. Mako crossed his arms, still thinking. He'd need a lot more information before he could prove he'd be of use to these people (if indeed, they were what he believed them to be).
But it was a start.</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma Hospital
June 14th, 2015
Given what down in the dungeon last night, needless to say, Akane was quite tired. Though, that's just her excuse for arriving later than she had planned. Well, she did waste a lot of energy there, but what really did her in was the fact that she stayed up past midnight drawing. With a big yawn, she made her way through the hospital entrance. Just before entering his hospital room, something came to her. Come to think of it, she was also late when she visited Ayano as well. Hmm... Hopefully Alexei will forgive me for being late. Akane laughed nervously to herself before opening the door and walking in.
In the room, she saw Kotori and Rui, along with another guy, who looked like he just got there. Rui again... I seem to have a knack for coming in at 'that time'. Saying her greetings to Kotori and Rui, she ignored the other guy and turned to Alexei. "The giant is already up and about? It's as if nothing ever happened. Talk about stamina!" she looked on amazed before digging through a bag she brought along with her. "Well anyway, brought you something to help pass the time until you get out." She beamed as she pulled out a couple of manga magazines. Knowing Alexei liked Berserk, she brought a few volumes with her so he can read them. You can never go wrong with the classics.
"You seem like you're doing fine, but what about your little sister, how is she doing?" Akane asked, remembering the state Elena was in last night.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Hospital | Afternoon
As Alexei dropped the subject on how exactly the rescuers of both himself and his sister, Kotori felt a slight bit of relief - which just made her feel a little guilty right afterwards, as he undoubtedly was wondering just what the mirror world was and would likely have dozens of questions. She'd been the same at the time - but trying to explain it when she didn't even know all that much herself nor whether it was a good idea to involve Elena left little for her to do but give wry half-smile of mixed guilt and gratitude. Looking back up, Kotori blinked in momentary surprise when she saw Alexei holding an apple out toward her - evidently one of the fruit basket on the bedside table.
"Eh?" she went at the gesture - only to blink at his words. However, before she could even voice any protests at the request to visit, Rui stepped in and diverted the attention away - not to much dismay of Kotori at that moment, as she didn't really know how to explain that it really was the others that Alexei should be thanking thusly, seeing as all she'd done was tag along and help them out if the need arose. Shifting position on the edge of Elena's hospital bed to allow the younger girl to see whom her brother was talking to instead of needlessly sitting in her line of sight - and because, with the immediate attention drawn from her, she felt the uncomfortableness that always seemed to accompany hospitals returning; leaving her a little restless.
Rui meanwhile began talking; asking about the eventual discharge date which turned out to be later this day; or rather night apparently. Kotori left the talking to the two of them - at least until Alexei mentioned wanting a drink that the nurses had advised against. Just as she wondered whether to say something about following the doctor's orders, the door opened once again - this time revealing Akane to be another visitor. Kotori quickly gave a bow as she returned her classmate's greeting before sitting down once more; though moving some more again in case any of the other two visitors too wanted to take a seat. It was only when Akane then turned the conversation to Elena that Kotori realised she hadn't actually asked about the girl directly - instead, she'd just assumed that her condition would be the same as Alexei, given how she was showing as much enthusiastic cheer as she had back at the library. With a pang of guilt at the thought, Kotori glanced between the two siblings in waiting for an answer.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Agriculture Club | After School
As it turned out, the boy who had entered the clubroom together with Shizuka was looking to join the Agriculture Club; however usual a time it was to do so, given that most clubs fill their ranks early in the year. Hearing him clearly and on a second glance, Kotori only now noticed that the boy appeared to be of foreign descent; much like Matthew or Alexei - leaving her to briefly wonder if Warakuma was secretly a famous exchange school. However, seeing yet another person around to take an interest in plants, flowers and the joy of growing them was still a pleasant thing - even if Kotori had to briefly shake her head when asked whether she was the club president. "Ah, no, that would be Harvester-senpai," she said, taking a half-step aside and gesturing toward the third year.
Just as she did, a familiar face poked through the door in the form of Rui as he made an unexpected visit. "Ah, good afternoon, Shinichi-san," Kotori said with a bow. However, he wasn't going to stay for long - instead, merely noting that he too might be joining the club before leaving once again for the manga club. Said announcement came as a bit of a surprise - Kotori hadn't thought such a thing would be of interest to him; though on second thought she realised that a lot of the people around here turned out to be more than their first glance might suggest. However, Rui wasn't the only one to make a quick retreat - the other boy suddenly announced that he too had to go.
"Eh?" Kotori blinked in surprise at his sudden words, just as he turned to leave; apologising for wasting any time and promising to return another time. With that, both unexpected visitors were gone as quickly as they had arrived; leaving just the usual three in the clubroom. Kotori looked at the door for a moment before glancing over to Shizuka and then Matthew - only to remember the latter's mutterings from before now that the immediate distractions were gone. Neither knowing what to say to such a thing nor whether she should say anything at all left her to instead give an awkward half-smile as she took her seat once again - though not without a brief glance to the door just to make sure that there weren't yet more unannounced visitors about to pop in.</s>
<|message|>Matthew Harvester
Matt- Thursday agriculture Club
Lost in a daze of thought Matt didn't notice anything around him until the sound of a door knock brought him around. Listening to the voice beyond the door, Matt only just noticed Kotori was in the room.
Wait how long has she been here? I didn't think out loud again did I? Losing himself in thought again Matt watched the door open and Shizuka enter. Matt's thoughts ran cold and he almost didn't notice the boy behind her.
As they started talking Matt drew his mind back in to join in and welcome the potential new member.
"ahh a ne-" suddenly as he started to speak Rui suddenly popped his head in which was another sudden surprise.
Two potential new members in one day and it's not the beginning of the year.
Happy thinking about getting new members Matt didn't worry much about Kotori being mistaken for the club president though before he could bring things around to his pace the two had vanished.
"damn they escaped…. Oh well they will be back hopefully" Matt said as he turned to the actual members.
"uhhh so hows today goin?" the atmosphere seemed a bit awkward today and Matt wasn't really helping it.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov - Manga and Anime Club
Akane turned around and greeted him just as Rui also decided to pass by. Alexei looked at the pictures Akane was drawing as Rui mentioned dungeons and shadows, now that he looked at her renditions they didn't seem to stir the same emotions as when he was in that kaleidoscopic reality. Rui hadn't been really clear about the stuff because he himself was only guessing at most of the things.
"Those drafts look good, thinking of spinning a story around it?" Alexei said finally, breaking the awkward pause that had built up in the room. "Now that you both are here, I was intending to ask you about my sister. Can she not be the part of this rescue group that you guys got going. I don't want her to drag in this again if its possible. But my worry is, will she be safe outside? Have their been any incident of people being taken twice?" Alexei said, a little burden off his shoulders. He helped himself to a chair and plopped his bag on the floor, looking at others for a reply.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Agriculture Club || June 18 THURS: After School
Shizuka let out a soft giggle behind her hand at Ryan's evident nervousness, something she can actually relate to. On her first day to enter the agriculture club, even she was nervous and shy but the fact that the girl had already met the two members beforehand had helped. As she invited her fellow classmate in, he voiced out an inquiry with a tone of concern. "Hm... I-I may not have the authority to accept or reject applicants to the club but knowing Harvester-senpai, he'll be glad to accept more members."
Just as Shizuka had entered the room, her covered eyes spotted figures of the two members so she greeted, "Good afternoon Harvester-senpai, Shirohane-senpai. This is my classmate, Alon-san, he seems to hold an interest in joining our club." The female freshman said this with a delighted smile upon her features before somebody else appeared behind them. As she turned to see who it was, Shizuka was frozen stiff at the sight of the upperclassman. 'Oh no, it's Shinichi-senpai! Let him not notice me, please.'
The raven haired girl fell silent the entire duration of Rui's short visit with an awkward smile on her lips. Not too long after, Ryan hurriedly left the room saying he had an errand to run. Then there were three.
Hazel eyes blinked at the sudden come and go of the members-to-be but stifled a giggle at the awkward yet silly situation. "Hopefully they'll drop us another visit." She flashed a smile at Kotori then to Matt, that was when she noticed that the upperclassman was currently tending to the lilacs. It brought her previous thoughts back, to which the embarrassed girl shook her head when she felt heat upon her cheeks. While attempting to calm herself, Shizuka took her seat quietly.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Abandoned Warehouse
21/6/2015 Sunday
With everyone gathered in the warehouse again, most of the party knew what it meant. Someone was in the mirror world again, and this was another rescue mission. Kazuki and Megumi confirmed that there were two, so they were going to have two teams again, one appointed by Rui, and the other led by Rui. Kami was not present today however, he said there was some investigation he simply couldn't let wait, with that understood he was off to do that.
"Two again...? I wonder if this is out of desperation or vindiction...", he commented. Indeed, but the answer to that depended on what their purpose was. Even with the cultists the other day, they still had no idea. Everything was starting to move really fast too.
"In any case, let us be on our way", he said, as everyone brought their weapon with them that they stored in the warehouse. Tadao was kind enough to bring more on request.
Crossroads - Mirror World
21/6/2015 Sunday
As they reached the location where the new dungeons should be, they came to a cross roads. At the end of the two roads and within sight were the two dungeons. One appeared to be a tower skyscraper, the top seemed to have no end, not to mention it looked more like a big block of concrete, there were no windows. Honestly it seemed quite daunting, but hopefully it was actually less than it seemed.
Down the other road lay a theater, very old fashioned in architecture too, one can guess what they might be dealing with if they step into there. For now... Everyone had decided to stop at the crossroads first, and decide parties before they split off into the two dungeons.
"Huh... That's strange, I'm detecting a passageway between the two dungeons as well. It doesn't seem to have the same feel of the dungeons so there are much less shadows in it, but this will be useful if either party needs assistance", she informed.
Well, time to decide who was going where...</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Agriculture Club | Thursday, June 18 2015 - After School
With the departure of the two unexpected visitors, a brief but profoundly awkward silence suddenly entered the room - it seemed that everyone was simultaneously trying to say something whilst also avoiding doing so. Luckily though, Matthew soon spoke up - asking how things were today. "Eh? Ah, uhm, q-quite fine," Kotori said before glancing over to Shizuka - for all their attempts, it seemed that the three of them weren't going to be getting rid of the stiff atmosphere quite so easily. That thought in turn brought back to memory Matthew's previous mumblings; leading Kotori to wish she knew something to say - or an excuse to leave the two of them alone. Either way, it looked like it was going to be a long club meeting.
Kotori Shirohane - Abandoned Warehous | Sunday, June 21 2015
Kotori was just catching her breath after having rushed over when the last of today's group arrived. She'd felt a bit uneasy when she'd gotten the message from Rui - though a small part of her always hoped that he was instead just letting everyone know that the case was solved and the kidnappings stopped, Kotori wasn't all that surprised, if a little disheartened, to see that instead another meeting was being called. Arriving at the warehouse, it once again turned out that yet more people had been kidnapped - and this time, two at a time.
That did seem even more worrying - Alexei and his sister being kidnapped at the same time might be explained as an accident, but every other kidnapping, excepting Sato's and her own, had been a single case. Kotori just hoped that this didn't mean that the kidnappings were increasing from now on - or that perhaps another perpetrator had stepped up. However, now was not the time to try and figure things out - Kaminari was going to follow a lead whilst everyone else would focus their efforts on rescuing those in the other world for now.
Kotori Shirohane - Mirror World: Crossroads | Sunday
Rather than arrive at a single dungeon as had been the case with the Dragunov siblings, the group instead came upon a crossroad. One path lead to an incredibly tall and rather ominous tower of concrete reaching into the sky further than the eye could see, even after quickly wiping her glasses. The other road meanwhile lead to another large building, but this time no tower but rather a theater. That much was evident just from looking at it; the façade looking like those of old-time theaters. Glancing between the two, neither struck Kotori as very appealing - theaters usually meant stages and spotlights and audiences whilst the tower looked to be an endless climb, if the kidnapped person happened to be at the top, as would probably be the case with her luck. Furthermore, there were two dungeons - leaving Kotori a little worried that she'd be able to keep up with everyone when she'd already had some trouble at the end of the Ayano rescue.
With a quick shake of her head, Kotori cleared herself of those increasingly negative thoughts and instead focused on the fact that they were here to rescue the kidnapping victims. A bit of nervousness still remained, but she'd calmed herself enough to look over to Rui as he selected the members of the rescue team - or teams, rather, given that they now had two telepathic navigators on their side.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma High // Manga Club
Thursday, June 18th, 2015
After School
"Yea, I plan to integrate them with my current work. They fit in the setting quite well." She nodded to herself approvingly after answering his question. Though, the distraction from the topic at hand didn't last long as Alexei quickly got back to what he wanted to talk about in the first place. After listening from start to finish, Akane broke the serious atmosphere with a smile and spoke up. "You have nothing to worry about Alexei, we've had no intention of getting your little sister involved in this in the first place." she said reassuringly.
"As for your last question, as far as I'm aware of, there hasn't been someone taken or targeted twice. So based on that, I'd say your sister will be safe. Though, she'll still need to be careful, there's no telling what the cult is up to. There's still a lot we don't know about them."
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Sunday, June 21st, 2015
Abandon Warehouse ----> Mirror world
Sunday, do you know what time it is? Time for everyone's favorite weekend activity, dungeon crawling! Well, at least that was the case for Akane who not only gets to fight some more but also more sources for her manga. It was quite the win-win for her, really. Having said that, it's not like that's the only reason she does this, she does want to help and save others yes, but this has became quite fun for her. It's like being inside a video game but in this case, it's real. Nothing wrong with some fun mixed in with work, after all, you need something to take your stress and shit out on, fighting does wonders in that case.
Anyways, they were gathered here in the warehouse because more people were found in the mirror world. Just like last time, Kazuki and Megumi confirmed that there was two people who got taken. Akane started wondering if they were simply in a rush for whatever reason or simply decided to change their MO. Either way, things are changing on how they used to be. With Kami being elsewhere doing investigation, it was up to Rui to pick the teams, leading one of them, as they march into the dungeons to save the latest victims.
As they arrived at the dungeons location, they came across a cross roads, with both roads leading to a dungeon. One a towering skyscraper with seemingly no end that gave off an imposing feel and another an old looking theater. Well, Akane knew which one she thought was more interesting but it honestly didn't matter to her, as long as she had something to smash in. Though, from what Megumi said, it might be slim pickings this time around as well. Damn
"It doesn't really matter to me but, if we're basing it on looks, this way clearly seems more interesting." she grinned as she pointed her katana towards the imposing skyscraper with no end in sight.</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma High
18/6/2015, Thursday
The girl's conversation came to a quick halt when a deep voice came from the other side of the door. Sure enough, it was Alexei. As the door opened another familiar person entered and Rui came through and asked Akane about her drawings. Ayano became surprised when she heard they were dungeons as well, it made her look back at the drawings and how it must have felt for the others experiencing such an eldritch location, not to mention all the shadows lurking about...
Ayano Wakahisa: Abandoned Warehouse
21/6/2015, Thursday
After few short moments of reprieve, it was inevitable that the team would be called again. There really is no rest for the wicked is there? Two of the other members have said that there were two victims again. Again? The girl cocked her head to the side, so this isn't the first time it happened? Perhaps the cult is trying to speed things up by kidnapping pairs now...Rather than mull over it for any longer, she decided to join the others, departing to the mirror world once more.
However, rather than being greeted by the dungeon proper, the group came to a crossroads, quite literally at that. The road forked between two different structures, the other one was a theater that looked straight out of the Renaissance-era, the other one was a skyscraper that could only be described as a modern version of the Babel. She glanced back and forth between the two, unsure of which one she was more comfortable with. On one hand, the theater doesn't pierce the heavens with its height but who knows it's not some sort of maze inside that's much bigger in scale than what it appears to be? The skyscraper wasn't much appealing either, the lack of windows definitely gave it a scary vibe, and again, from her vantage point, it looks like it reaches space at this point.
"Well, no use complaining. We're going to have to experience both of these terrors anyway."</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov - Dungeon Day
He had been a bit late and hesitant to join but he promised himself that his duties and newfound powers weren't only for his near and dear ones. He had a responsibility to protect the defenseless, the weak. He was never a righteous man, he usually worked himself bare only because that meant time away from his own loneliness and self-loathe but it had begun to change.
Akane's reassurance was the first step towards that change, he decided that if he wanted his sister to be independent like he wanted, he'd have to relinquish some control. He can't forever be looking over her soldier like some guardian and try and make things easy for her. The world was a hard place and it was time that he made his sister self-sufficient enough to fend for herself. That began with him teaching what he had learnt over the years.
When Rui's message came, he wasn't sure if he had totally bought this whole hero thing but after mulling it over. He picked himself and went out to find the location mentioned. Upon arriving he was greeted by a few others he didn't remember but from their behavior it seemed that they expected him. He was shown an assortment of weapons to choose from as the room was empty, the girl said that others were already inside. He scanned through the inventory to find an item he thought he'd be comfortable with.
A heavy tire iron, it suited him in a way. After giving it a good look and doing some empty swings, he just asked the boy to show him the way. Walking through the mirror world, he had the same woozy feeling as the time when Elena got taken. It took him a moment to readjust himself. As he jogged on ahead, he could see a group gathered at the crosswords.
Akane and Rui seemed to be present, so was Matt, Ayano and Kotori. It meant he was with his schoolmates just the setting was different. As he looked on ahead, the monolith caught his fancy. The dread that resonated from it seem to move Alexei at a basic animalistic level. He pointed his finger to air his view about his leaning, if anyone was interested.
"I'll be taking the Tower." he said in his trademark deep grumble.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Corporate War Zone - F1
21/6/2015 Sunday
Having taken Alexei, Sato, and Kotori with him, Rui led on through this dungeon. Upon opening the doors the party was met with something that defied all logic, considering the dungeon was high tower. Instead, they were met with a sprawling battlefield, with no walls in sight, and a horizon as far as the eye can see. Behind them was most certainly the way out, but no walls alongside it or anything. Like one of those dimensional doors. In any case, the path before them was obvious as they descended into the trenches.
The battlefield around them raged, and the tech as saw was World War I, but it was also accompanied by out of place objects, such as office equipment. Still, they had not yet met any shadows for awhile, and the trenches didn't seem to be designed as a labyrinth, so at least the way forward was obvious. The only thing they've seen so far is shadowy soldiers charging through the battlefield above the trenches, and being slaughtered by unseen machine gun nests.
Still, they best be wary for now...
Play of Control - F1
21/6/2015 Sunday
"Well, they certainly put out the red carpet", led by Kazuki was Akane, Matt, and Noboru. He decided to take to the field again this time, as Kami wasn't around to lead a 2nd group. It wasn't as risky as it was before, because Ayano navigated for Rui's group, while Megumi for Kazuki's.
The theater's interior was unexpected, the exterior certainly looked old fashioned, but it didn't look as gaudy as the inside. There really was a red carpet rolled out for them too, and it led further into the dungeon. Decorations and everything were top notch, everything was almost perfect, it was unnerving. Everything was so well put into place, that a strange fear of messing it up began to come across the party...
"I don't like this feeling... Let's just beat that shadow down and get out...", he commented.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Corporate War Zone: Floor 1 | Sunday
With some of the group making their preferences known - even if there was little to go by besides the outer appearance of the places they were going to head into - Rui soon came to a decision on who would go where. Megumi would oversee the group heading into the theater, consisting of Akane, Matthew and Noboru whilst being led by Kazuki whilst Ayano would watch over the Rui-led Alexei, Sato and Kotori group that would take on the ominous tower; leaving anyone else to remain behind as backup and protection for their two guides. With the preparations completed thusly, a last few wishes for good luck and the like were exchanged - in Kotori's case a quick "Stay safe" - before they split up to head for their respective destinations. As they drew near, Kotori's eyes wandered up the enormous and ominous tower; her previous fears welling up once again.
However, with a quick shake of her head, Kotori instead looked between her three companions - Rui, who had already led them safely through several dungeons, Sato, who had fought through at least as many dungeons as herself, and Alexei, who had already proven that he could handle his persona and himself during the rescue of his sister. Furthermore, Ayano was there to guide them, warn them and keep them up to speed on everything - so as long as she did her own part, things would work out just fine. At least, that's what Kotori told herself as they reached the tower's base. Rui pushed open the doors which would lead into the dark tower's interior and the start of a massive climb to the spire, somewhere high above the strange clouds of this mirror world.
Except that instead, they found themselves standing on a wide open field. Kotori gave a few confused blinks at that; even stepping back to make sure she wasn't somehow imagining things - but to no avail. On the outside, it was a door which in the tower's massive walls - yet on the inside, it was a door in nothing with no walls for kilometers. Once the confusion over this impossibility subsided - at least partially - they proceeded onwards and into a trench. As they headed through it, they passed shadowy figures who would occasionally jump up out of the trenches but seemed to completely ignore the group.
Looking about, it was almost as if they had landed in the middle of a reenactment of a battle from World War I that they'd learned about in history class - with the minor differences being a lack of real people, the ever-present feeling of strangeness that accompanied the mirror world and the occasional out of place objects such as a filing cabinet among wooden crates or a modern folder laying next to some maps on a table they came across. As they walked through the trenches, Kotori glanced about; wondering if this place was supposed to somehow represent someone's mind - and if so, who would hold so much conflict inside them that it would turn into an entire battlefield.
With no immediate resistance making itself known, there was little left for the group but to advance through the trench and to worry just what they would be facing - at least, that's what Kotori was doing.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Matthew Harvester
Matt- Sunday
Play of control F1-F2
The battle ended pretty easily after the barrage of attacks and Matt ran off with the group up a set of stairs that was obviously where they had to go. Of course at the end of the stairs things started getting weird.
"this shiz is gettin real weird" Matt commented as the analysis was done.
After hearing the weaknesses of the two near him Matt let out a grunt.
"damn it, its great and all that there's one i can burn but can someone else pick the one that seems to be eyeing me off?"
While he spoke Matt thought if it was worth the risk of hitting them both with fire or hitting the other one first hopefully reducing numbers.
"ahh fuck it KRESNIK" summoning his persona Matt prepared to attack "attack the one weak to fire AGILAO"</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Corporate War Zone: Floor 2 | Sunday
With an echoing bang, Rui and Alexei slammed the door shut as Sato and Kotori ran through; the former having arrived just moments ahead of them. As if the loud noise had drowned out everything else or perhaps even deafened them, Kotori only noticed the odd silence after several sharp breaths from the run up to the door. Furthermore, she was worried at first that the shadows might try to break through the door - but not a sound came from the other side or, for that matter, this one. Glancing about did not exactly serve to lift her mood however - instead, she saw that they had gone from a wide open battlefield to a somewhat dimly-lit prison complete with cells all along the walls.
Peering inside the cells, Kotori immediately feared that the shadows within might come out and attack them - but instead, they barely even roused themselves from their sullen demeanour as the group slowly started traversing the prison. The uncertainty of what to expect combined with the dreary grey that was all about them left Kotori nervously looking about - the fact that this place was rather sparse on lightning not at all helping her nervousness; to the point that she even started imagining faint sounds. However, when she realised that the others seemed to be looking around confusedly too, it became apparent that those faint noises - children's voices, on closer inspection - weren't just in her head. That, however, was not very reassuring; even if Rui gave to command to continue onwards.
Despite the rather creepy atmosphere though, nothing ever seemed to come of it - even as they arrived at a door leading into what looked like a large room. It was difficult to tell though, as there were no lights whatsoever illuminating it; only the barely-sufficient light of the hallways they were still in shone some clarity on the immediate entrace area. Taking a deep breath and stopping her hands from nervously fiddling as she clutched them to her chest, Kotori followed the others into the room - after all, there was no other way forward, no matter how little she liked the look of it.
She almost jumped in frightened surprise when the lights flickered to life with a loud clacking sounds - and again when she saw the huge figure standing in the middle of the room. Clad in black-and-white striped prison wear and enormous handcuffs binding it, it was certainly fit its surroundings - but there was no time to think what it might mean as the creature did not take kindly to its surprise visitors and immediately started to charge at the group. Kotori hastily ducked and ran aside as did everyone else - before a thunderous boom echoed throughout the room as the giant collided with the wall; unable to correct its path or come to a stop with the hindrances that were its cuffs. The impact was so great, Kotori could even feel it - though she wasn't certain if it was the sound resonating or the floor had actually shook a little. Either way though, that was not an attack she wanted to get caught in - or anyone else, for that matter.
"Kikuri-Hime," Kotori called even as she ran in the opposite direction of this giant - she didn't want to stay too close to it after seeing its destructive strength after all. Rui called for Ayano to begin her scan whilst Sato used the brief moment the giant needed to recover from its own attack to loose an arrow at it - Kotori however hesitated to attack; first checking to see that everyone else was still in good condition whilst keeping a nervous eye out for any attacks from the enormous shadow prisoner.</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Shinza Shopping Square
Sunday, June 21, 2015
==~==
As Mako browsed the shelves, he caught a glance of movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned to see a girl with black hair, with bangs that hung down in her eyes, was looking at him strangely. He raised an eyebrow, which only raised higher when the girl flinched at something, then began walking briskly away, book clutched in her hands desperately, like she was afraid he- or someone- might steal it from her. Mako blinked, momentarily confused. Did he offend her in some way? Had they met before, perhaps, and he had demonstrated a remarkable lack of tact or something? Maybe she was just shy?
Hmm. She seems familiar, somehow. I just can't place where from. Mako wandered after the girl, who was making a beeline for the cashier. Unfortunately, it seemed the register was temporarily unattended- the cashier must have stepped in the back or something. Mako shrugged internally, walking over to the girl, clearing his throat to announce his presence.
"Excuse me. I, ah, couldn't help but notice you seemed... disconcerted. Are you all right?" he asked tentatively.</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Corporate War Zone
18/6/2015, Thursday
Ayano's eyes lit up when she saw the overflow of soldiers rushed in on to the party with guns blazing, if the rest of the party weren't in any life-threatening danger right now, it'd be just like watching an action movie. Casting her thoughts aside, she was glad to see that Rui and the others were able to pave a path with brute force and eventually made their way to the door. As they entered, the girl's screen was immediately greeted by a slate gray color, it looked unimaginative to say the least. The color almost made her feel dull and lifeless just by looking at her screens, the cells in the area made it clear as to what area they were in right now; a prison. She wouldn't be surprised if the words she were hearing prisoners or just mad ravings of the owner of this dungeon, but who or WHAT was crying in the distance?
The brunette nodded at the leader's orders, keeping an open eye on all of her screens just in case the prisoners decide to pile-on them this time or some sort of Silent Hill-esque abomination decides to make itself welcome to the group. As they traversed the prison, there were numerous Shadow Soldiers that just looked sad and frightened, and for a moment the girl couldn't believe that of all the things to make her feel sad it was a shadow. That sadness came to an end with anxiety overcame her when a cell labelled with "Solitary" was met by the party, beyond the door Ayano could feel a presence, one that was filled with malice and power...She wasn't sure if it was THE shadow already but judging from their time in the dungeon, it would be a far cry from it. When the door opened, the only thing that Ayano's screens picked up were pitch black. For a moment she thinks that it was an error or fault of her Persona, but no, it was something more terrible than that...
The lights flickered on to reveal towering shadow in the usual prison wear, similar to the ones they saw before. Despite its restrained state she could feel that this thing was not to be underestimated. With Rui giving orders, Ayano quickly began to scan the giant, tapping her keys
One of her screens showed the back of the giant, a red reticle pointing directly at it and beeping. Her left screen displayed that it was the glaring weak point of the monster, but how can the party strike it when it keeps darting and weaving? She looked back at the center screen, clicking at the image of the shadow and analyzing it carefully, the girl noticed a distinct key that could be struck and the loose shackles of the boss. With a grin, Ayano immediately relayed the information to the party.
"The giant's weak point is its back. It's moving a lot so I think you should restrain it with its own shackles! I'm not sure about the key though..."</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Corporate War Zone - Solitary
21/6/2015 Sunday
The battle progressed with a stalemate for awhile, but soon as Ayano's scan was done, what they were seeing made more sense. The key was... Well, the key. It looked a little loose, but with a few hits it might lock the restraints. It was a pretty strange kind of handcuff honestly, but it looks like it worked like that.
"I'll strike the key, the rest of you focus your attack on it's back", he ordered. With that he darted in first, with a Sukukaja, letting him swiftly dodge it's next unfocused attack, and position himself by the key. At that point he let out a barrage of attacks alternating between his own blade and Askr, before jumping again, and plunging down with his Persona's attack, Mighty Swing.
The shadow heaved and then fell, suddenly unable to properly move. It seems those restraints were connected to it's legs too, but as it fell, it began to struggle, and the key began to fiddle around.
"Quick! It looks like it might free itself if we take too long!"
Play of Control - Stage
21/6/2015 Sunday
Akane's attack did a fair bit of damage, but no elemental attack meant it stayed on it's feet. Despite how strong Vile Assault was, it wasn't enough to do any significant damage. She was going to need to follow up with someone who had struck a weakness. Meanwhile, Matthew managed to repel the dancer and cause it to fall to the ground, putting him in position to pummel it again.
Kazuki had successfully figured out the one weak to lightning and began work on it, on the other hand Noboru's attacks were missing, before he was suddenly hit by a bolt of lightning and forced on his back foot.
This seems to be a fairly simple fight, but should they focus one at a time? Or continue the way they are...? Kazuki seemed too focused to give any kind of order like that, however the shadow he was focusing was sufferring, and would soon shortly be destroyed.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Corporate War Zone: Floor 2, Solitary | Sunday
Another thunderous crash caused yet more clouds of dust to fall from the ceiling above as the giant shadow rushed down one of the group; only for them to dodge aside at the last moment. Luckily, no one had actually taken such an attack head-on, but Kotori feared that if the fight dragged on ever longer, the fatigue would leave someone to slip up eventually - a prospect she was not very eager to see the results of. This was not exactly aided by the fact that she shadow seemed to be mostly shrugging off their attacks without much sign of wavering, as befit something of its size - at least until Ayano's voice telepathically reached them; her scans having finally detected their opponent's weakpoints.
Rui immediately put himself forward to take care of the literal key component of this fight whilst everyone else should ready themselves to exploit the opening thereafter. Though she thought that deliberately putting oneself in the path of this giant did not exactly sound very healthy, it seemed the only way - and just in case things didn't go to plan, she kept herself and Kikuri-Hime ready to cast a healing spell should the need arise. Luckily though, Rui managed to slip out of the way of the charging shadow and instead bring himself into a prime position to strike at the key. Between the strikes of both him and Askr, the key was driven into the shackles; causing the shadow to briefly tense up as the restraints tightened around its arms and legs before falling forward with yet another crash.
Rui barely even needed to call out for the rest to press their advantage before a barrage of attacks was loosed upon the prone giant as Alexei, Sato and Kotori all turned their focus on it. "Kikuri-Hime," Kotori called as she extended one arm toward the exposed back of the creature. A bright flash and roaring thundercrack immediately followed her next word as she cast what offensive magic she had: "Zionga." But despite the evident increase in strength compared to Kikuri-Hime's initial offensive capabilities, she still remained worried whether it would really be enough to put down the giant for good; readying herself to either heal any would-be retaliation or quickly vacate the path of yet another charging attack.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Sieghardt Kasumi
Sieghardt Kasumi- Play of Control
They would see Sieg standing up straight staring at this figure appearing to be him in almost every aspect. Hell it would look just like him if it wasn't for those eyes of his and weird ass voice. So when these strangers showed up, both would look at the group with the real Seighardt being confused on who they were. While the shadow looked positively pleased to see them. "More people now? Would you guys know where I am, this stunt double won't give me a clear answer." Seighardt asked the group only for the shadow to start laughing as he waved his finger at Seighardt, as if he was acting like a bad puppy.
"Asking politely? Why goad yourself into such a fake personality? Demand for the information like you wish too! You're of higher class than them and they should obey like the cattle they are! Why fake act nice to some strangers, mostly when its a group consisted of a act first, think later male, someone who reeks of plants, a man disguised as a woman, and a dwarf! Be true to yourself! You wish to question these people on why they are here, no not question. Demand. Isn't that right?" The shadow Sieghardt said in the weird double voice, folding his hands over his lap as he leaned back and flashed them a smile.
"What? No thats not true at all. If you are going to be a stunt double then you sh-" Yet before he could finish he was cut off by his shadow, who stood off the couch now and stomped his foot.
"You fool! I told you not to goad yourself into such bullshit thinking! You can't lie too me, I am you after all! I'm just your true self the one you push back because you are afraid of what others will think, when they see the tyrant you truly are! You live for control, you need control, you were born for control! You put on the act that you don't care about your parents nobility and the perks it comes with, after all you are just like everyone else right? ..... Do you truly believe the shit that comes out of your own mouth? Do you truly think you are this grand ol actor who can fool everyone?" The shadow asked cross his arms as he stared at himself, smiling though. As if he know how this will pan out.
"Do you truly believe your own? Who is the one forcing me to stay here? You are nothing more than a stalker and kidnapper. You are just a really pathetic one if this is all you are doing." Sieg said which made the shadow snicker at what Seig just said right now. Almost as if that was the weakest way of denying him.
"No wonder you can't make friends naturally, no wonder you have to use your class to make them. Its the easiest way, and no matter how many stupid things you say, they always eat it up and proclaim you are the best around. Yet what better way to make them buy your shit than to join the drama club right? After all who expects anyone of bullshit when that's what they have to convince others of believing? Admit it, you are all money, all class, and nothing else."
Sieg grit his teeth and clenched his fist at the words being said. He just remained silent as he glared at the shadow who was smiling and now pacing back and forth in front of the couch.
"Oh did I hit true? Is that why you are being silent, or is silence your way of still denying me and our lovely audience here the truth. You will have to excuse my fake self, carnival group. He is having issues accepting the truth currently. Yet what else is new? He lives in a fictional world where he believes if hes just nice enough, that others wont see him for his money. Thats delusional right? After all thats why you plebs are here right? You were probably offered money to come rescue mom and dad's precious little boy. Its the only reason you ever truly notices us." The shadow said moving closer to the group looking down at them, shaking his head and walking back sitting back down on the couch.
"Shut up!" Sieg said shouting at his shadow who was still very much smiling. "Shut up you fake! I don't need to control anyone! I don't need my parents class! I don't need to demand anything! I don't need any of the bullshit you are saying! So shut up and leave me alone! You are not me!!" Seig continued to shout at his shadow who just laughed and laughed for almost minutes on end. A darker aura began to cover the shadow as he grinned at Seig and the group.
"Know what? For once in our life, you are correct. I'm not you. I the true self will live on, while you my fake... will die right here. Well everyone take your positions for act four scene five. In this scene a group of imbeciles stand by and watch me slaughter a man masquerading as the true self. Don't blink~ It will be a doozy!" The shadow started laughing as the dark aura covered him entirely as he started transforming.
"W-what is this crap...." Seig said before collapsing on the ground, leaving the group to begin their fight with the shadow Sieghardt, who was just finishing his transformation.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Corporate War Zone - Warden's Office
21/6/2015 Sunday
As Ryan's shadow transformed, so did the room, or rather, the very back of the office. As Ryan's shadow took on a more shadowy figure, and it's clothes changed, the entire back wall and roof of this room was destroyed, as a gigantic humanoid loomed high overhead the party. It adorned a prisoner's outfit, and chains seemed to keep it tied down, though it had enough freedom of movement to attack the party. Ryan's shadow suddenly made a motion as if issuing a command, and the shadow followed, going for striking the party. It's gigantic fist cratering the ground as everyone just barely managed to avoid it.
Just how were they supposed to beat that? Well... The shadow might be the key, but it was probably more difficult than simply taking out the commander...
"Ayano, begin scanning Ryan's shadow, not the colossal shadow. The key might be there", he requested.
"Everyone else, split up. If we cluster up, it becomes easier for it to attack us", with that command he immediately fanned out to the center-right, and watched for the next move.
Play of Control - Backstage Penthouse
21/6/2015 Sunday
As the party watched the scene unfold, and the expected outcome occur, Sieghardt's shadow transformed, although mostly only it's own body changed, along with clothing. It appeared to be a little underwhelming, but the party spotted something in it's hand... Money? As soon as the shadow appeared to 'hand it out', a shadow instantly appeared beside it, and accepted the wad of cash. And as soon as that transpired, several other shadows appeared too, all wearing suits, they all seemed to have their own themes too.
"What?! No way...",
"What? What is it?", asked Kazuki.
"These aren't simple minions... Each one of these shadows are strong, and it looks like this shadow can call them up on will... I'll keep scanning to see if I can find an opening", she said. So each and every one of these shadows were going to be a pain, even on their own... There was a large one, that looked like a frontliner and bodyguard, the ones in dresses looked like they wielded magic, and there were ones with guns and another set with swords... It was a pretty varied set, but them individually was probably not going to be the biggest problem, it was their combination. They all balanced each other out and complimented each other.
"Alright... Guess we'll try and take this slow", a reasonable decision. At least until Megumi was done scanning.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Corporate War Zone: Floor 2, Warden's Office | Sunday
The combined attacks upon the restrained giant seemed to work to unbalance it and making its attempt at freeing itself that bit harder - just enough time for the group to pour another volley into it whilst Rui kept the shackles bound. The key was precariously close to turning however - but with Alexei's heavy blows, Sato's howling wind and Kotori's lightning strike, the enemy was soon reeling. Rui, however, seemed to see this as a chance and chose to go in for the kill rather than play it safe - which, luckily, paid off as the slashes of both his and Aksr's swords brought the enormous shadow down; much to the relief of Kotori who had been afraid they might have to once again try to dodge an enraged shadow's hefty charges.
Taking the moment's respite to catch their breath - something Kotori was most thankful for - Ayano wasted little time in scanning ahead and soon enough informed them that their target was nearby and up ahead. Though still breathing a little more quickly than she'd have liked, Kotori nodded nonetheless when Rui checked to see if everyone was ready to press onwards - she didn't want to slow everyone down nor leave whoever was caught in this whole dungeon mess to have to stay at its mercy any longer than necessary. As such, the group soon headed out - though not before Ayano informed them that a hallway to their left would lead to the other dungeon. Given the ever more bizarre architecture of these places, it didn't even seem all that strange anymore - instead, Kotori was just glad to have at least some convenience for once which would make it easier for either group to aid the other should the need arise.
Once again, they came to a door - this one leading to the warden's office, according to the words upon it. Peering inside before they stepped through, it seemed rather spacious - not that dimensions seemed to matter or make all that much sense most of the time - and as such they entered the room. Kotori nervously glanced about, though she found nothing to warrant it - before settling her eyes on the person in the middle of the room. The figure seemed familiar once again - but she only recognised the prospective Agriculture Club member on a second glance, seeing as he'd only very briefly showed up before vanishing just as quickly.
However, he was not alone - standing before him was once more a doppelganger of sorts which had just noticed the party's arrival. Much as before, the shadow - which was which was not hard to tell from the sheer venom in its voice - began to speak, nonchalantly speaking of Ryan's past. However, the shadow's voice quickly grew in both volume and anger and before long was practically screaming as it spat out words of resentment at his parents. Uncomfortable at hearing another person's secrets being laid out without their consent, Kotori didn't know whether to listen or not - though the voice of the shadow made it hard not to either way; especially when its words about running away from other people sounded more than a little familiar. However, she looked up again when Ryan suddenly shouted at the fateful words that the shadow was not him.
A dark laugh resonated around the room as shadows converged on the other Ryan; signalling its transformation into a more monstrous form - or rather, the room's transformation. It seemed to draw in the shadows of the office's back wall; tearing it apart in doing so - and revealing behind it an enormous humanoid figure; much like their previous adversary but even larger still. It too was clad in prisoner's clothing and much as before its arms were clasped in cuffs. However, there was little time to be taken aback or wonder about any meaning as the shadow wasted none in pointing at the party - which the giant seemed to take as command and brought a fist crashing down. Everyone only barely managed to get out of the way as the ground itself shook and the huge fist even left a crater where it had struck the floor. Kotori was increasingly anxious whether her healing spells would be able to undo the damage from such a devastating attack - or, for that matter, whether she'd be able to withstand one herself.
However, now was not the time to dither and worry - instead, she simply had to prevent that possibility from occurring in the first place; even if that thought sounded a lot less confident that she might have liked. Rui meanwhile had already ordered Ayano to scan the smaller figure of Ryan's shadow and then told them to split up - not a bad idea, considering the sheer strength and area of attack this giant possessed. Taking up position roughly in the middle left, she quickly glanced about to make sure everyone else was definitely uninjured before focusing her attention on the giant - were it not for the calming presence of both Kikuri-Hime and the other three group members, she wouldn't feel even half as confident. Now, however, she decided to focus on dodging any incoming attacks and, if necessary, heal any incoming damage whilst anxiously awaiting the completion of Ayano's scan.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Mirror World - Play of Control - Backstage Penthouse
Sunday, June 21st, 2015
"Right." she acknowledged the order, without taking her eyes off the enemy. With Rui all powered up, they were finally nearing the end of this long and exhausting battle. A moment, all they needed was to create was a single moment so they could clobber that bodyguard and finally get rid of the main shahdow. With a single swing of his blade, Rui's persona destroyed all the enemy shadows except for the bodyguard and main shadow.
The moment was finally here, timing it just right, Akane, along with the others, summoned their persona and ordered an attack the moment Rui gave the order.
"Kill Rush!"</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Play of Control - Backstage Penthouse
21/6/2015 Sunday
The attack was a resounding success, the bodyguard was destroyed, as sturdy as it was, against such concentrated fire it fell. The shadow in the chair immediately cowered the moment the last minion shadow fell, and without mercy the party was upon it, blasting it with all their spells and attacks, before it went flying, the chair turning to splinters as it transformed back.
"This was certainly a... Distasteful experience...", Kazuki commented.
"So this shadow belongs to... Seighardt?", Rui turned around to see the one this party was out to rescue, Seighardt. He recognized him from Drama Club. Made him wonder why Leiko wasn't in here right now raving on about the theatre, then he remembered... He was the one in charge of choosing the parties.
"Whatever it is you've experienced, running does no good. Seighardt, your past is set in stone, but your future isn't, I think you'll make the right choice", he said, walking towards the exit to wait.</s>
<|message|>Sieghardt Kasumi
Sieghardt Kasumi- Play of Control
The battle would reach the climax with Sieg waking up to see the monster being blown back and change back into himself normally. He was waiting for them to keep striking him down but some guy told him life advice which made him frown as he expected that he would make the right choice in this matter, to which he further frowned.
He would stand up and walk over to the shadow who was staring back at him waiting for what Sieg would say to him. A head tilt for confused yet a grin to show he also figured the events would only repeat themselves. "So? You agree that you everyone is pointless and just needs to obey you right? If so yell at that man! He shouldn't be expecting anything of you! Its you who should expect of him!"
Sieg listened to his shadow lecture him to which he nodded. "Well you are mostly right, I did like having control over people. Yet when you try to befriend people normally, they only end up using you for your money. So I decided that I would control them with promises of getting them what they want and would ditch them before they could ditch me! It was the only right way to handle such!" Sieg would yell before folding his arms and pouting. "Yet I can't keep doing that. I can't keep holding onto said fear. After all these guys came to rescue me from dying and I don't even know them. So if some people are willing to die to help me, then I'm sure some people out there exist that will be friends with me, without seeing my money."
The shadow stared at him and shrugged while giving him a smile, before being enveloped in a blue light. Sieg would gaze up at this man in regal clothing, with a scythe who was nodding his head in approval.
"Thou art I, I art thou. My name is Saturnus, the brightest star."
The figure disappeared leaving Sieg to stand there as he looked back at the rest of the group. He was about to walk towards them but his body started feeling really heavy. "Did someone increase the gravity or is it just me?" Sieg would ask before collapsing onto the ground unconscious from today's events. Most likely his parents were going to ground him, or spend a ton of money to find the criminal who did this in the first place.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Abandoned Warehouse
21/6/2015 Sunday
With Ryan and Seighardt being taken to the hospital after their entire ordeal, they all made their ways home. They wanted to talk about why there were two this time... Was it because the cult was picking up their activities? Unfortunately, Kami wasn't present today, still investigating, but likely he may have some answers for them. Kazuki walked away from all this less than pleased. It appears he was not used to these more difficult scenarios, seeing as he handled the previous dungeons okay whenever he participated, but this one seemed to try him.
???
21/6/2015 Sunday
"Welcome, to the Velvet Room"
Ryan's vision began to return to him, but before him was something far unfamiliar, the gentle track of an opera singer being the second thing he heard. All he saw was blue, then as his vision sharpened, he began to make out a table, chairs, and a long nosed man at the other end. There were silhouettes seated at each table, only one was clear... He didn't recognize this other person, wearing an attire that appeared to be from an era a century old, with a cravat and all that. In any case, he noticed that he himself was in a simple suit, or rather, tuxedo. He had a bow tie after all. It was unusual, but he felt he could get used to this.
On the other end, Seighardt's consciousness began to return to him too, and before him was a room of nothing but blue, tables and chairs possibly fancier than the ones he was once used to, which was quite certainly something. He noticed another silhouette seated a ways off in a tuxedo, but he didn't quite recognize this person. He looked down and noticed he was wearing a surcoat with a cravat, it was a brilliant blue in design too. It felt only a little strange to him, but he rather liked it.
Eventually, the two would bring their eyes to the one in front, the long nosed man.
"This is a place between mind and matter, dream and reality. It appears you two are new guests... I daresay, almost everyone has arrived, most pleasant", his voice was concise, a little strange, but very clear, a huge contrast to what his origins seemed to be.
"I am Igor, and this is my assistant, Henrietta, we will be the ones who will assist you, and the other guests, in your journey", he pulled out a deck of cards and drew two. They matched the engravings both Ryan and Seighardt had in front of them. The Lovers, and the Star.
"My, so you have drawn the Lovers. An arcana that represents relationships, in modern times has become the symbol of a strong bond between two as the name suggests, lovers, but it may also refer to one's relationships with other people in general... Family, or friends", then he turned to the other card.
"And this is... The Star. To work towards a goal is one of life's greatest treasures, to shine high and bright, like an inspiration... Despite your... Turbulent past, you still have a goal to work towards that means the world to you no?", Seighardt shifted slightly in his seat.
"I will not pry... However, I'm afraid that concludes our brief meeting", he clicked his fingers, and Henrietta, the gold haired assistant beside, walked around the tables with two keys upon a cushion, both of which she placed in front of Ryan and Sieghardt, one for each.
"This key will allow you to come and go from here as you see fit, but until then... Farewell", and with that, the two blacked out, only to wake up again in the hospital.
Warakuma High - After School
22/6/2015 Monday
Rui was on his way out and onto the hospital. It seems news of the kidnapping was getting major, he was seeing police officers everywhere around the hotspots of the town now... If the cultists were to try anything, they'd be caught, or at least that's what they seem to hope. Kami managed to establish that the cultists don't actually know about the nature of the mirror world, so what was compelling them to throw people in there? Well... In any case, it appears Kami was getting close, he managed to get an early leave and hasn't been seen since. Ayano was beginning to worry too.
In any case, off to the hospital. He was starting to become a regular there...</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Play of Control: Backstage Penthouse | Sunday, June 21 2015
With the combined strike against the bodyguard, it too fell - and without enough time to summon new shadows, the main foe was suddenly in a decidedly outnumbering situation; albeit on the receiving side now. The team surged forward and struck out against the shadow as it desperately attempted to wave another fast stack of cash into the air - but between the magical attacks, ranged fire and melee attacks being rained down upon it, it had no chance. Sent flying from the last strike, the shadow and its chair exploded into a shadowy mess - and then reformed once more into a more human form, if one excepted its unnaturally golden eyes.
Kotori meanwhile was simply glad for the brief respite to catch her breath. A single dungeon was already draining enough - but a second right afterwards was really pushing her stamina. She hoped that these double kidnappings were the exception rather than the rule - or, worse yet, that it was only a sign for further increases. Either way though, she looked up between deep breaths as Rui encouraged the kidnapping victim - Sieghardt, as he'd called him - to accept his other self. The shadow meanwhile began taunting the boy anew - but this time, it did he did not fall for its tricks. Instead, Sieghardt agreed.
Judging by his words - which Kotori once again felt rather awkward to be listening to so uninvitedly - he seemed to be from a rather well-off family. However, that had not exactly brought him much joy or friends; at least none which wouldn't call themselves such without expecting something for themselves in the future for it. A small sympathetic smile came across Kotori's lips when Sieghardt declared to no longer rely on such false friends but rather to seek out some true ones - it seemed that no matter one's circumstances, people always were in some way afraid of rejection or solitude.
As she did so, the shadow smiled - before beginning to glow in a by now familiar bluish light; signalling another transformation from shadow to persona. Sieghardt's was a princely humanoid clad in fanciful clothing, wearing a half-mask over its face and holding a one-handed scythe of sorts - Saturnus. Turning around Sieghardt seemed a little confused for a moment - uttering some words before the all-too-powerful fatigue overtook him and he slumped over. With matters thusly taken care of, two more members of the team were assigned to bring the unconscious boy to the hospital. The rest briefly met up at the warehouse - but without any real leads and Kaminari not being present, there was little left for them before heading home on their separate ways; something Kotori was a little bit thankful for after the entire ordeal.
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Classroom 2-2 | Monday, June 22 2015
The ringing bell signalled the end of the lesson; the teacher reminding everyone to make sure to finish up their exercises for the next class before dismissing them. As the usual buzz began - students discussing their afterschool plans, heading to other classrooms to meet their friends or just packing their things - Kotori was left finishing her notes once again before checking them over. She gave a small nod in passing greeting when anyone said goodbye as they walked past her second-to-front row seat on the way out before she too packed her books and, with a by now mostly empty classroom around her and similar hallway ahead, headed out without having to deal with the usual afterschool rush out.
As she walked down the hallways, Kotori considered visiting the newest kidnapping victims in the hospital - but remembering the uneasy feeling she got whenever she had to visit that place, she decided against it. She felt a little bad for the selfish decision - after all, she'd been pleasantly surprised when so many people had come to visit her. With a small sigh she continued onward nonetheless.
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Agriculture Club | Monday, June 22 2015
A faint knock could be heard from the Agriculture Club door, albeit barely. Kotori waited another second or five before slowly opening the door to the club room. "Good afternoon," she quietly greeted with a bow - before looking up to see if anyone was even there before her. In doing so, a small smile crossed her face at the familiar but ever pleasing sight of the dozens of plants of various kinds and colours all around the room.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Star Drop Cafe
Saturday, June 27, 2015
==~==
Mako stared at the notebook in his hands, feeling conflicted. Precious few of the pages had been filled up with what could only generously be called, "findings" on the nature of the kidnappings taking place in the city. He'd made connections, tangents, written down suspicions and whatever semi-pertinent information he could compile, but trying to connect it in a meaningful way was an exercise in frustration, not to mention it just made him look like a crazy conspiracy theorist. He had his hunches, his theories, but that was really about it. Nothing that would force anyone he confronted to tell the truth, anyway.
Of course, perhaps that's the problem, he thought to himself. Maybe I'm going about this the wrong way. It's not like I've tried asking directly yet.
It was a risky proposition, with few guarantees of getting any legitimate answers, but it would be better than nothing. Certainly better than his rather non-productive sleuthing. If he was turned down or misled, it wasn't like he was losing anything, anyway- he still had all the information he'd already acquired. And even being denied could have beneficial information for him, depending on how the person he asked reacted. He nodded to himself.
So, it's a plan, then. I find someone that I suspect is operating with the group, and ask them straight. Preferably someone who's been involved for a decent amount of time- Rui or Sa-- erm. Someone. Someone else.
He rolled his eyes at his foolishness before rising, fishing for his wallet in order to pay for his coffee, when something outside caught his eye. A movement, unnatural and violent. And then there were people in masks walking through the front door. And then they pulled out a variety of bludgeoning implements and other nasty-looking devices, someone threw a punch, and chaos ensued.
Two of them noticed Mako looking rather dumbstruck, and leapt for him. Instinct took over as the shocked look fell from Mako's face. His fists clenched.
His elbow flew into the face of the man on Mako's left, and judging by the sound and feeling coming from underneath the mask, something had been very broken. He turned smoothly, driving a fist into the gut of the person on the right, luxuriating in the pained gasp that escaped their mouth before whipping a forearm across the side of their head, sending them careening to the ground. His vision went red as the last logical part of his mind questioned why these idiots were attacking in broad daylight silenced itself. The logic didn't matter at this point. These were enemies. They were trying to hurt people. He would hurt them back.
Arms attempted to grab him from behind, and Mako reacted, his head whipping back, the back of his head colliding with the man's masked face again, eliciting a fresh cry of pain, before he sent an elbow smashing into his solar plexus. By this point, some of the others had noticed Mako making a nuisance of himself, and were moving toward him with cautious determination. Mako grimaced- even being skilled, the advantage in numbers would be his downfall at some point. He grit his teeth.
Fine, then. You want me? I'll make you work for it.
He ducked under the swinging baton of one of the kidnappers, driving his shoulder into the man's gut and throwing him back into a collection of chairs and tables. He then winced as he felt a hard blow across his shoulder blades, before a hand holding a cloth moved into his field of vision, reaching for his face. He threw himself backwards, backhanding the offending cultist across the face and trying to backpedal, trying to find a wall he could put his back to, to keep anyone from sneaking up on him.
No such luck. Another blow came to his right side- that was going to bruise. He turned, seeing the kidnapper rearing back with his baton for another blow. Mako caught the man's wrist as it descended, twisting hard, grinning savagely at the now-thoroughly abused man's cry of anguish before wresting the baton from his grip and beating him across the face with it. He didn't waste time seeing the bastard fall, leaping over him toward the other kidnapper coming to back up his partner, bringing the baton down savagely, smashing into his shoulder. Mako raised the baton again, sending a smashing blow to the man's side, and again, and again, beating the man senseless. He raised his arm for another strike--
And felt one smashing into the back of his head, sending his vision sideways. Before he could recover, a fist slammed into his gut, forcing his breath from him in a wheeze. He couldn't really see, disoriented as it was, but he could feel it as the kidnappers still standing smashed into him, shoving him up against the wall and pinning him. He struggled, but it was little use- he was still reeling from the blow to his head.
"Hurry up! Hurry up! Quick, before he gets loose again!"
He heard the voice rasping in his ear, before a rough cloth was pressed up against his mouth and nose, the chemical it was soaked in making his head swim further.
Fuck, fuck, FUCK!! No!! I can't... you can't... I have... to...
The color was rapidly draining from the world, his vision going dark as his struggling began to cease. As the darkness closed in, he laughed ruefully to himself.
I guess I'll see... whether or not I'm right... one way or another.
...Guys.
...Please.
...Come... find me...</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Crossroads
28/6/2015 Sunday
Most everyone headed out early in the morning. Surprisingly, Noboru was late, he heard that he decided to stay in the hospital that night. Everyone else had arrived, and as expected Matthew was here first. If Rui didn't head out earlier it looked like Matthew was ready to try and one man this entire ordeal.
After awhile, everyone had arrived, the intention was to head out as soon as possible.
"I will wait out here... I don't think we can afford to wait anymore, if anyone comes late I'll bring them over", he said.
"Right..."
---
The crossroads again, but there was a new path that went beyond the two dungeons from the other week. This one led to a larger square with three long paths that led to each of the three dungeons, as they expected. There was almost relief when they saw the dungeons, first of all it confirmed that this was still the same incident they were pursuing, and next of all... One of them actually said "Moritomi", which confirmed that was the dungeon pertaining to Mako.
"There's three this time... Me and Kami will lead two parties, but that means I'll need to assign someone to the third...", he commented. Moritomi Home for the Disturbed, Hall of the Slain, and Super Magical Runway. Everyone could tell which one was Shizuka's. Silently everyone nodded and said to themselves, "it's definitely the Super Magical Runway".
"I will lead the party for the Super Magical Runway, Matthew, Sato and Akane. Kami, you will take Alexei, Kotori, and Riku", and now for the third party... Who should lead it...?
"Tadao, you will lead the third party. Take Chiaki, Ryan, and Seighardt with you", he said. Tadao ever the cooperative of Kazuki's posse, accepted graciously. He then turned to the navigators.
"Ayano will be navigating Kami's team while Megumi will monitor mine. Tadao, you will not have navigation support, so stick to scouting out the dungeon until one of the other two teams are free to relay support", he ordered.
"Now, we'll take a moment to prepare before we head out"
@oblivion666@sen@takaru@haru nyan@itano123@diabolicalrhapsody@i-am-x</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Shopping District: Shirohane Residence | Saturday, June 27 2015 - After School
Kotori had been in her room, sitting at her desk and working on the weekend's homework when an unexpected sound almost made her jump in surprise. It took her a moment to realise that all it had been was her phone letting her know someone was calling which had interrupted her concentration so suddenly - and leaving her to feel a little silly for being so surprised. That feeling however was quickly lost when she saw who the caller was - one Shinichi, Rui. A sinking feeling began to take hold once again - given what had happened on the previous weekends, such a message rarely bode well. After a moment's hesitation, Kotori answered the call and found her fear to be entirely warranted - there had been another kidnapping. However, as Rui quickly explained the situation, the worry she'd harboured a week before too came to be when it turned out that this time around there had been three victims - and only took a turn for the worse when he mentioned that they knew one of them to be her underclassman and fellow Agriculture Club member, Shizuka.
Kotori was immediate in her agreement to meet up first thing in the following morning to mount another rescue - even if the worries wouldn't make for a very restful night.
Kotori Shirohane - Mirror World: Crossroads | Sunday, June 28 2015
Kotori was still quite out of breath from having rushed over to the warehouse as quickly as possible. Once there, she found both Matthew and Rui already present - the former looking rather worried and impatient to finally get going, understandably. It didn't take long for the rest of the team to arrive one after another - and those present didn't want to wait much longer for any late arrivals today, given the unprecedented scope of operations; including the two newest members Ryan and Sieghardt.
As ever, a brief shiver came over Kotori as she entered the Mirror World - no matter how many times she came here, she still couldn't get used to the strangeness that surrounded them at every turn. However, much like the times before, she pushed on nonetheless as the navigators quickly identified the quickest way to the kidnappees - and thereby leading them once again to a crossroads, splitting off into three rather distinct places: the Moritomi Home for the Disturbed, the Hall of the Slain and the Super Magical Runway. Kotori blinked at the rather odd line-up - not just because one of these seemed a bit out of place next to the others, but because she also recognised the name as that of one of her classmates, Mako Moritomi. Worries crept up once again - even if she knew them to be irrational, she couldn't help but wonder if these kidnappings had something to do with her, given how two of them were relatable to her.
Shaking her head to put the nagging fears aside as well as she could, Kotori focused her attention back to the matter at hand as Rui began to assign the groups. He'd be leading Matthew, Sato and Akane into the Super Magical Runway under Megumi's supervision whilst Kami would be the lead for Alexei, Riku and herself with Ayano's support. Finally, Tadao would be leading Chiaki, Ryan and Sieghardt to scout the third dungeon. Though Kotori would have liked to help with what by all accounts appeared to be Shizuka's captivity, she still agreed to the composition - after all, there were still others that were caught inside these strange places and these would be no less dangerous and therefore in need of everyone's abilities to reach, including her and Kikuri-Hime's healing spells.
As such, she'd given a slightly reluctant nod as they gathered everything they needed, made any last minute preparations and got ready to head out. As they exchanged some final good luck wishes and the like, Kotori gave a small bow to the group heading to Shizuka's aid before speaking. "Uhm... please bring her back safely," she said, the worried tone evident in her voice - even more so when, as she began speaking, she realised that saying such was really not all that necessary, given that that was the exact purpose for which they'd come here after all; leaving her to briefly fidget with her fingertips before quickly turning back to join her own group and give a nod to show her readiness to proceed onwards, lingering worries notwithstanding.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Super Magical Runway F1 > F2
28/6/2015 Sunday
@i-am-x@sen
Rui waited for the right moment, for the mannequins to line up perfectly. His Persona's Gale Slash would not be able to catch all of them, unless they were close enough, it's reach wasn't unlimited after all. Everyone kept a keen watch, and then in one final moment, he summoned his Persona, which only appeared for a mere second before the area around the party was swept up in a whirlwind of slashes. The mannequins now stopped in their tracks were blasted away by Matt's powerful fire Persona Kresnik with the spell Maragion, and after that, it was just cleanup. This little battle was not particularly difficult... But it could have been a lot more troublesome had they not had area of effect spells. They were just lucky they were properly equipped for this.
Beyond this room was a set of stairs, it seemed to lead up. This was the only way forward, so they took it.
The second floor was rather... Strange. It was darker, and the design looked more like a regular house, but it was of course suspiciously spacious, like these dungeons usually were. At the very end was a giant door, or rather, TV. What the party was looking at could only be described as a Let's Play of a dating sim game, but after awhile there were pointers that made it clear that the main character was a girl, as if the male subjects weren't a give-away that is. This area of the dungeon was a bit easier on the eyes, but eventually the progression on screen stopped, and the screen did turned perspective, now the party was looking through the boy's point of view, and there was a set of choices...
> Embrace her
> Kiss her
> Reject her
Anyone here could rush to make a choice themselves, but... It's probably likely this was a little meaningless. Then again the area they were in had the feeling of playing a game in a dark bedroom... This probably had more meaning for the one they were rescuing than anyone else here. So what to pick? Or maybe he should just bust the screen...
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Moritomi Home for the Disturbed F1
28/6/2015 Sunday
@floodtalon
It was a somewhat unsettling rest for everyone... Ryan tried to examine the TV, there was a remote, but the channels all were the same. Nothing. Just static and more static, and even more static. Tadao was examining the beds... Or rather, doing up the only unruffled bed, and found a picture. Unlike the others though, this one wasn't blotted out, but as he examined it for a few moments, he thought he saw a shadow flicker in the corner of the picture, startled, he dropped it.
The static on the TV that Ryan was looking at began to show a featureless face, black, with two round blank eyes, and a crescent curved smile, he wanted to look away, this was a pretty terrifying experience, but he couldn't. The longer he looked, the more that face began to become clear, the lines became savage, the flickering became faster, and within moments the TV burst, it's screen shattered. Everyone turned to the now destroyed TV, and inside it there was another picture... It was similar to the ones that were plastered everywhere, all faces blotted out except one, but this one had two that were not blotted out. Upon closer inspection, the eldest child in the picture had a noose around his neck.
Although what was most interesting was on the back, there was a name, "Haku"... This dungeon felt more like an unravelling of a mystery than well, a dungeon... Nothing seemed to be out to attack them, no shadows, nothing. It was like they walked into a horror game of sorts. Still, the name might be a key of sorts, and perhaps related to the difference in picture on the front. Maybe there was a way forward in this room... It was like this room was giving them a way to identify the people in the pictures.
One of these three @haru nyan@diabolicalrhapsody@takaru should post.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Hall of the Slain: Floor 1 | Sunday
Though the group came across some sporadic groups of shadows - looking like medieval warriors from Europe, but decrepit and rotten. That didn't do much to diminish their strength though - but as they only came in small numbers, the party could easily press on. However, these few shadows they were facing couldn't possibly be all, Kotori worried. After all, Ayano had mentioned they were surrounded - she couldn't help but keep glancing around nervously, unsure if that flicker was yet another shadow or just a figment of her imagination.
Still, at least they hadn't come across anything too strong yet; the occasional scrape being easily healed and the resistance they did meet being quickly pushed aside. As such, they were progressing evenly through the ruins - which, as they pressed on, were becoming ever more dilapidated. Where the first door had been a grand stone affair, the next one they passed was made of rotting wood. The hallway they passed was missing stones and piles of worn-away rubble was strewn about their path. Occasionally, another few shadows might show themselves, but once again the combined offensive power quickly put them down. At one point, they came past a dining hall; its wooden table showing signs of rot whilst the once-fine silver which was laid out had taken on a dark brown tint.
The entire place seemed to have been ravaged by decades or perhaps even centuries of time - and together with the still-unseen host of shadows surrounding them, gave of a rather unnerving feeling which left Kotori glancing about ever more warily. Stepping into a hall - Kotori wasn't quite sure what to make of the layout of this place, though they'd mostly pressed on straight forwards - Ayano once again reminded them of the presence of the shadows around them. But try as they might, they couldn't make any of them out - unless the occasional flicker or hint of movement was actually real and not just her nerves getting to her.</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Hall of the Slain
28/6/2015, Sunday
Seeing them move in her screen send a chill down Ayano's spine. She's played horror games alone before and had thought beforehand that she was used to such sights, but when it's happening in real-time, the terror escalates to a new height. Trying to steel herself, the girl turned her attention to the center screen, the one that displayed Kami's group and their surroundings. From the looks of her video feed, the dungeon seemed to look like an actual dungeon, similar to the ones used in times long forgotten, although something about the design of the place just seemed to fit a dystopian RPG-type of setting. The occasional shadows took on the forms of your typical undead, honestly it looked like they belonged to a session of DnD, if DnD involved teenagers travelling to the inner psyche of one's mind and battle the horrific truth of one's self that is.
Only when the Norse-looking shadow knights appeared did Ayano connect the dots about the dungeon's name...The place they were traversing to was Valhalla, or rather, a much more macabre and abandoned depiction of it. When games usually visualize Valhalla, they tend to put more...life and joy into it. Sure, dead guys having the time of their lives drinking and eating doesn't really evoke the brightest of imagery but it certainly would be a step up than whatever they were travelling to. The connection became much more apparent when the group had passed through a large dining hall, but it was just as abandoned as much as the rest of the dungeon was. You would think Odin would have better upkeep. Eventually they reached some sort of hall, and immediately the sensors in Ayano's left monitor began to blink. She turned her head back to the blinking monitor and saw that the shadows from before had surrounded the group. Hastily grabbing onto her headset, the brunette held her mic and issued her words of warning to the party. The situation they were in didn't look good, how does one fight that which he cannot see?</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Hall of the Slain F1
28/6/2015 Sunday
nyan@diabolicalrhapsody@takaru
"Surrounded...? But I don't see anyth-", Kami's senses flared and screamed out to him, a familiar sensation, it was the instinct to sense danger. Immediately Kami raised his weapon, he expected nothing to hit it, but there it was, a chipped, sharp blade, held by a bony assassin skeleton. The shadows in front of him unraveled, until finally it was seen in full. The party was already surrounded, as the rest jumped from their shadows and attacked the party. The first order of business, repel the attack.
He summoned forth Zeus and surrounded the party in a Mazio. It didn't seem to do any significant damage, but it kept them from attacking for the moment... Five...? No, six... Seven of them? Before anyone in the party could retaliate, the shadowy assassin skeletons jumped back and disappeared, only their red eyes remained, and in moments even those were gone...
"Ayano, let me know when they approach. We'll intercept them", he requested.
On Ayano's screen the shadows were moving impressively fast... Although she got another reading. It had the same signature as the party members, but she looked around, and no one seems to have run off into the dungeon... So who was it? Still, the battle ahead was what mattered most. She can see the shadows movements, though they were quick, all she had to do was say when one was approaching.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Hall of the Slain: Floor 1 | Sunday
Followed and surrounded by foes unseen, Ayano suddenly cried a warning - leading to most of the group to tense up in anticipation for an immediate attack. However, nothing could be seen or heard in the murky shadows around them - but just as tension started to make way for confusion, with Kaminari being the first to voice his, a nigh-inaudible sound much like wind seemed to fill the air. It cut Kaminari off mid-word as he raised his weapon in alarm - just a moment before the blade, having cut through the air, impacted on it. The shadows peeled back, if only for a brief time, to reveal a skeletal figure to be holding the blade; glowing red eyes fixed on the third year.
Kotori, meanwhile, was rapidly glancing about in fear of another such sudden attack - and, worse yet, what might happen if the next strike wasn't parried just in time. Kaminari, however, was quick to act and summoned Zeus to cast a wide arc of crackling electricity all around them - some of the skeletons seemed to have been about to charge but were quickly discouraged by the unexpected counter-attack. None of them seemed to have taken very much damage - but at least the party wasn't under immediate attack for a moment; enough time to regain their bearings and prepare to meet any incoming attacks with Ayano's warnings.
Without any spells to directly aid her companions' fighting abilities or area-wide attacks, there was little Kotori could do beside wait for the inevitable attacks; though at least she'd be able to heal any wounds sustained or add some damage to any appearing skeletons. She nervously glanced about at any movement, any hint of those unnatural red glowing eyes or a hint of sound - but the only things she heard beside her quick breaths was, oddly enough, something akin to faraway wind; leaving her and the others to rely on Ayano's forewarning and their reflexes as they peered into the surrounding dark shadows that hid their foes.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Super Magical Runway F2
28/6/2015 Sunday
@i-am-x@sen
>Rui: 3/4
>Matthew: 4/4
>Akane: 4/4
>Sato: 3/4
>Shizuka's Shadow, Kyuubi: 78% HP
"Kyahahahahahaha! You're going to need to do better than that to catch me! Look at each of these perfect steps, the perfect model! Witness my stunning performance! This is who I am!"
Rui was starting to eye the stand and stage that the shadow was dancing on... Each step and twirl seemed to make the entire arena react in some way. Maybe they can staunch the pattern somehow. Sato's Garula did a fair chunk of damage, but it didn't stop it's onslaught. Matthew's Agilao created a flaming tornado but the shadow simple spun it out and put it out with a gust of wind from it's tail dress. Rui turned to Akane, and then to Sato and Matthew,
"Me and Akane will go up front, you two, aim for it's feet. We're going to see if we can make her trip up", he said. He only needed something to keep it moving while he would go to trip it with his Persona's gigantic blade, and then leave Akane with her high physical prowess to pummel it. With luck they could end this shortly after this stunt.
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Hall of the Slain F1
28/6/2015 Sunday
nyan@diabolicalrhapsody@takaru
Rescue Target: Masahide @Leolycan
>Kami: 4/4
>Kotori: 4/4
>Alexei DMG1: 4/4
>Riku: 4/4
>Masahide's Shadow, Loki: 95% HP
>Fafnir: 0% HP
Fafnir was suddenly bearing under the focused assault, taking hit after hit, with Kami using Mazio again to lock it down before a barrage connected with it, sending it flying back, it's flesh peeling from it as it skid across the stone floor. Now was their chance to go for the main shadow.
"URGH! USELESS MUTT! Come here you, your job isn't done yet!", the shadow began to walk over to the dog and poured it's glass of wine over it.
"Good work, now we charge!", he yelled.
"About time, c'mere you stupid freakshow", Riku was getting into the idea of beating someone down, as he always does.
"Ayano, keep an eye on that wolf, I doubt that's the last we'll see of it", he gave the order just as he began his sprint to strike at the shadow. As Ayano would see on her sensors, the wolf was regenerating. They only have a little bit of time before the wolf would be up again.
Moritomi Home for the Disturbed F1
28/6/2015 Sunday
@floodtalon
>Tadao: 4/4
>Ryan: 4/4
>Sieghardt: 4/4
>Chiaki: 4/4
>Mako's Shadow, Yama: 100%
As the shadow transformed into the demonic beast, the entire auditorium burst into flames. Scorched earth spread out beneath the party as they watched this entire arena turn into a vision from hell. With little warning the beast got down on all fours and charged the party, everyone scattered while Tadao summoned his Persona and bore the brunt of it's attack, sliding back and away as the shield and the beast's claws met. As soon as that finished, the face on it's chest opened wide and a pillar of flame erupted from it's jaws, from which Tadao decided would be best to dodge instead...
No gimmicks, no tricks... This was a boss of pure strength and skill. The answer might be in Tadao bearing the brunt of the attacks and everyone else ganging on it when he manages to stop it from moving too much, plus those wings, it'll be able to fly too.
"This might be a tough one...", Tadao said to himself.
"Starting scan. You all be careful", Kazuki assured, as he summoned his Persona from the back. There has to be some kind of weakness...</s>
<|message|>Sieghardt Kasumi
Minazuki@floodtalon
Sieghardt Kasumi- Moritomi Home for the Disturbed F1
The shadow would transform into a dmeonic beast to which startled Sieg to see it for himself and not be the cause of it this time around. What shocked him more was the auditorium turned into a fiery landscape pretty much. It distracted him enough yet he caught the beast charging up for a charge, which made Sieg book it out of the range of the attack. He watched Tadao take the blunt of it with his persona's shield. Yet he dodged the next attack which was probably for the best. Yet this shadow used fire attack and hard hitting moves? Well Saturnus could handle being hit by fire attacks but being hit by a physical one would not end well.
Kazuki started his scan which made Sieg take a deep breath in despite the hot air hurting him for doing such, and would exhale summoning Saturnus. "Saturnus! Masukukaja!" The Persona would flip his cape before holding up his weapon, giving his allies and him the buff. "Okay so we should be better dodging those crazy attacks of his, and dishing them out." Yet Sieg would only do that for now, not wanting to rush head into danger with just a simple buff going for him.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Hall of the Slain: Floor 1 | Sunday
On Kaminari's signal, the entire group sprang into action. Bolts of lightning streaked out from Zeus, blanketing both enemies in surging electricity that forced them on their backfoot - just enough time for the real attacks to strike. Alexei and Riku charged forth, intent on beating down the briefly stunned wolf-like shadow - but for good measure, Kotori added another lightning bolt courtesy of Kikuri-Hime from on high; blasting straight down into the hound. It howled from the pain and brief debilitation thereof - which proved more than enough for the remaining two attackers to reach their target and cleave the shadowy wolf apart; launching it far from them, beaten and bloodied - or as bloodied as a living shadow could be.
This seemed to do little more than annoy the prime shadow however - who was intent on getting its companion back in the fight as it growled at the fallen hound. Raising its hand, the shadow began to pour the wine in its glass over the wolf - which caused it to stir; reminding everyone of Ayano's words that it held healing properties. If they weren't swift, they would be facing two enemies once again, Kotori worried. Kaminari seemed to think similarly as he didn't hesitate to order an attack on the preoccupied shadow; perhaps hoping to stop the process of resurrection or simply to get as much damage done as they could whilst it was relatively safe to do so.
Either way, Kotori quickly nodded in agreement as all three - Alexei, Riku and Kaminari - got off to a running start; intent on getting close and personal to unleash their strongest attacks. Kotori meanwhile remained behind - both to keep an eye on her companions and to make use of Kikuri-Hime in order to once more cast a lightning spell down on their enemies: "Zionga," she called before thunder crashed through the hall, a lightning bolt striking down from above just moments before the others engaged the shadow - leaving Kotori to hope, if only ever so slightly, that perhaps they could end this here and now before the fight dragged on longer and more of them got hurt.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Collab Post itano123 || Amaterasu
The moment a new visitor had arrived at Shizuka's room, he could feel an intense murderous intent emanating from the direction of the girl's father. Shizuka gasped softly at who it was, Matthew Harvester. After the events from the previous day, which were still questionable to have really happened first of all, she found it as a surprise that the upperclassmen would decide to see her. Though the visit was not undesirable, no, in fact it was more of a pleasant surprise. She knew that she had to have a talk with him at one point.
The mother who was out of the loop looked to the father then to Shizuka as if to have either of them introduce who this boy was and who he was to his daughter. A small, teasing smile was upon her lips as she did so. The father, who was continuing to glare daggers at him, noticed this and started, "That's the boy who brought Shizuka in here the night before." Hearing this, Mrs. Otonashi's smile became wider as she turned her gaze towards the boy.
"Um... T-This is Harvester-senpai, my upperclassman at school and the president of the club I've joined recently. And these are my parents." Shizuka could feel how awkward Matthew must be feeling in the presence of her parents and at how hard her father was glaring at the boy. She felt embarrassed at how her spectacled father was being as she looked to her mother for help.
After seeing the helpless expression from her daughter, Shizuka's mother sighed and pulled the father's arm as she stood up. "It was nice to meet you and we're very much grateful for finding our dear Shizuka, Ha-Har... Harvester-kun? But we'll be taking our leave--" It was just then that another person had opened the door to the room.
This time, it was a young lady who seemed to be about Shizuka's age as well. No glares were given this time but even before anyone could say anything, the spectacled girl left and shut the door behind her. Shizuka was about to order her to stay but before she could open her lips, she was gone.
The awkwardness in the room settled in once more as the mother decided it was time to leave the two alone for whatever Shizuka may have wanted to tell him. It took a great effort to convince the father who refused to budge from this room to finally leave and as they did, the room was filled with awkward silence as Shizuka shifted her gaze towards the flowers in Matthew's hand.
"I-I don't suppose those are for me...? Shirohane-senpai seemed to have brought her own too." The maiden giggled slightly at the thought of how the two agriculture club members who had come to visit her had both brought her flowers. Smiling at how thoughtful the gesture was, it slowly faded as her gaze fell to the white tiled floor. "About... yesterday. It... it was real, wasn't it....? And if it was, .... I-I'm terribly sorry, senpai."
The situation proceeding after entering the room made Matt's mouth dry as he produced a few beads of sweat that rolled down his face until a slightly amusing moment occurred that slightly lifted the heaviness in the room as someone seemed to open the door and close it just as suddenly. Though the awkwardness didn't leave the father was finally convinced to leave though he didn't seem to be very willing even as he left.
With the awkwardness setting in more the silence was broken With Shizu's seemingly slightly awkward comments, which left Matt speechless for a few moments though it seemed a lot longer.
"Hahaa… yea it's kinda the only thing i know to bring…" Matt tried to start his reply light as it started to trail to more serious aspects.
"As hard as it is to get your head around it was all real… and well…. It's fine… I mean… Everyone's been through something like that in a way…. To be honest in the end it reminded me of my experience…" Trying hard to not sound too awkward about it Matt scratched the back of his head as he started to remember his experience more.
"So uhh... got anything you wanna talk about?"
Having been told that the events from the previous day were indeed real, Shizuka had to take a moment to think, recall even, what did all this remind her of? She was pretty sure this experience was all too familiar. Perhaps from a novel? No, maybe a web comic?
Either way, unlike how most people would react, she was a little excited that she could experience something extraordinary and it not being just a dream. But like the others, there was a part of her who feared the evident danger which was involved in what they did. Did all the kidnappees feel this way too? .... Did Matt feel this way too?
Shizuka snapped out of her thoughts when the upperclassman ended with a question. The maiden could feel her heart sink slowly, figuring they would have to confront the issue at one point. Eyes hid themselves behind her long bangs as she directed her gaze down. "Actually... I do. But... This'll not be pleasant."
The girl's hands squeezed themselves together atop her lap, holding in her anxiety as best as she could, as her lips parted once more, "As you've heard the other me yesterday, I... I may have been infatuated with the concept of love. I-It... does not give me an e-excuse to have been easily swayed by these feelings to have... hurt you in such a way." Hands started to tremble and if he looked closely, he could see a teardrop glitter along her cheek.
"Harvester-senpai.... Let us part ways." A melancholic smile made its way upon her lips as Shizuka's teary gaze lifted up to look Matt in his eyes.
Listening in Matt's expression was… complicated, it wasn't as if what Shizuka said never went through his mind as a possibility but it still… hurt.
"It's not as If i wasn't expecting something like this with what happened… but…" Matt spent a moment to gather his thoughts on what he would say next. "I'll be honest... before this all started i was a liar to everyone around me and to myself, I played the role people felt most comfortable around to not be alone. I lied to myself pushing my real desires aside for the sake of a public image, playing others… and myself for fools" Matt laughed bitterly for a moment.
"Sorry for the stupid rambling guess I'll get to the point, I get what you're saying but I've decided to start being honest with myself as well with others…." Scratching his head again Matt continued "I don't want to break up, It might just be me being selfish but I really don't…. What happened made me realise… anyway if you really think there isn't a chance let me know but…. I guess I should leave and give you time to think… Bye"
With that Matthew left the hospital room holding back his tears… mostly.
Before Shizuka had the time to gather her thoughts and respond to the upperclassman, he was gone before her eyes, leaving Shizuka to herself and her thoughts, as well as the bundle of jasmine and lavender that the older boy had brought. It might've been a slight glance but was that a drop of tear at the corner of his eye?
With no one else left in the room but her, the melancholic smile upon Shizuka's lips eventually faded away as she ceased to thoughtfully gaze towards the flower. While slowly burying her face onto her hands, she finally released the tears she desperately held back, her quiet sobbing echoing throughout the room. Was this really the right thing to do...?</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Hospital - After School
29/6/2015
As Rui walked over to the room Shizuka was staying in, he saw Matthew walk out and away, and past him, he didn't even see him. He spotted tears too. He peeked in just in case and the moment he got near the open door he could feel the thick atmosphere that made hearts sink. He slowly backed his head out and away...
"Okay... Now may not be the best time...", he said to himself, as he decided to head home, and come into contact with her again later to speak of the dungeons and all that's been happening.
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Warakuma High- After School
1/7/2015
It was a Wednesday, after school. The three from the dungeon a few days back, Shizuka, Masahide and Mako, all were discharged at differing times of yesterday, and skipped school that Tuesday, so they were back in classes Wednesday today. With summer break only two to three weeks away, everyone was excited... But also under pressure. Exams were on the very last week after all. Like some kind of ominous gate way, if they didn't pass, that meant they had to take extra lessons during summer, which would not be fun. Still, now that it was after school, and it was clearing out, some to study, others for leisure or club, Rui went looking for Shizuka. Unbeknownst to him, a familiar hawk had entered the school grounds and seemed to be making this area it's territory.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Classroom 2-2 | Wednesday, July 1 2015 - After School
Kotori was rather glad to see that both her classmates, Masahide and Mako, had been discharged safely from the hospital, the same most likely being true of Shizuka as well, seeing as they were present in the classroom once again. She'd given them a small greeting after the somewhat awkward visits back at the hospital when she'd realised that she didn't really know what to do on such a visit and they had thus turned out to be of rather short duration - and she'd asked the nurse at the front desk if they could deliver the flowers to Shizuka's room after one run-in with her parents and Matthew had been enough embarassment for one day.
Of course, as with every kidnapping, and increasingly so with each new case, the rumours had been flying the day before and the two had undoubtedly been swamped with questions from curious classmates and others the moment they set foot on school grounds, if not before. Kotori felt some sympathy for them at the attention; particularly considering that it would most likely be a bit difficult to explain what actually happened, what with the mirror world sounding rather fantastical even after experiencing it for oneself multiple times already.
However, the buzz surrounding the kidnappings was easily replaced by the excitement for the upcoming summer break that was fast approaching - though the teachers were quick to curb this with a reminder of the upcoming final exams. Kotori looked toward them with rather mixed feelings - on one hand, she'd been sure to uphold her note-keeping, regularly done her homework and tried to keep to her study schedule at home as much as she could. On the other though, the mirror world excursions and increasingly worrying rate of kidnappings were definitely not very conductive to a studious mindset at the moment. Some of her classmates however didn't share such worries and had instead asked if she might be able to help them out - though Kotori had to apologetically turn them down, given that opportunity for any study groups tended to fall on inconvenient days on which she was to help out at the store at home or on the weekend which she'd almost grown accustomed to being reserved for rescue operations in the mirror world.
With a small sigh, Kotori finished up her notes for the day; the bell signalling the end thereof having already rung out some time before and thus left the classroom quite a bit emptier than before. A brief flash of movement from the windows caught her attention - but when she looked, nothing out of the ordinary was to be seen anymore. With a slightly puzzled look upon her face, Kotori simply shook her head at that before readjusting her glasses and proceeding to pack her school bag and head out of the classroom; her mind not yet made up on whether to stop by somewhere in town on her way home.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Sapphire Inn - Royal Suite, Main Room
5/7/2015 - Sunday
@enterthehero@itano123@Haru Nyan
-am-X@Sen@Takaru
As soon as everyone appeared to be ready, Rui and Kami led the group through. They stepped up onto the verandah and continued onwards towards the long and many steps, it was basically a giant diagonal hallway, the giant doors at the end slightly ajar. They could hear talking from beyond. It seems this was indeed their objective.
The decorations around them were gaudy and almost immaculately placed. It seemed almost as if it was freshly made, like there was someone to impress, although that was if one would ignore the content of the decorations. They seemed to be quite... Liberal, all kinds of images of girls. Although none of them were their target at all, every single one was different, and whenever you would look away and look back, the picture changed to another.
The context of these walls as they climbed the steps was that of display, the blank and simple backdrop along with plaques that changed just as often as the pictures.
Soon, they managed to reach the goal and swing the doors open as they witnessed yet another person's shadow.</s>
<|message|>Jun Himura
Jun's memory was hazy as she stood up to find herself facing a mirror. No, it was no reflection looking back at her. The eyes were wrong.
"You wear my face, but I don't have a twin. What trickery is this?" She demanded, having had enough of this strangeness. She had been here long enough to know this place was not normal, but to think she was standing face to face with a clone, in this bizzard realm... This must be where the kidnapped kids go. She realized. They had all seen this place. If that's the case, I'll be fine, right?
"Not a twin, no, though that is an appropriate term, in some regards. I am who you wish you could be... Free of responsibilities to the clan. Free to love who you wish, without interference from a close-minded father. Free to lose yourself in passion and desire and power. I am you, Jun. The part you don't wish to acknowledge. The lesbian love child of a yakuza boss who takes pride in being a disappointment to her parents... A cliche of a rebellious teenager." The alternate her spoke, giving voice to the part of her that she denied existed.
"Fuck off. Like you could ever know-" Well, not to play the part of rebellious teenager, but who would freely admit the darkest parts of themselves existed? This ghost of her might have her face, but she was not the same Jun who had lived.
"What it's like to feel shame for kissing a girl you're attracted to? To know that the gaze you feel upon your back is the wrath your father will bring upon her, just for touching and indulging you? I know, because you know. I know it's a rush for you to know you will anger your father by flaunting your sexuality and rebellion in his face, and damn whoever gets hurt along the way as long as you can keep rattling your chains. It's the only way you know to fight back... because you're too weak to escape."
The words cut deep. She has my memories. Jun figured. It happened enough in movies for her to guess this strange place was where people's worst fears and secrets were brought out before them. Was this her trial then? Did she have to defeat this evil twin in order to escape? Anger boiled in her blood as she processed those words. How dare this poor imitation presume to take her burdens and pain, claim it as her own? How dare this copy claim to know what it's like living a life where one wasn't allowed to be who they are, with who they loved?
How dare this shell dare to say her life amounted to nothing more than a sham?
"No! That's not it at all! You're not me!" Jun yelled as she picked up a katana that had been lying around, ready for a fight. She was met with mocking laughter as the form before her warped and shifted.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Sapphire Inn - Royal Suite, Main Room
5/7/2015 - Sunday
@enterthehero@itano123@Haru Nyan
-am-X@Sen@Takaru
As the events unfolded and the shadow began to take it's monstrous form, Jun decided to pick up a weapon from the ground. It was one of the dungeon's weapons, more importantly, she was putting herself in danger.
"Wait! Get back!", it seems she didn't heed this warning. Her shadow warped into the form of a demonic shogun, it's features were obviously female, but mixed in with it were knightly and feminine features. That wasn't all of the shadow though, in one arm was a princess-like figure, and the other was a longsword.
As Jun charged at the shadow, she realized that her weapon phased right through the shadow, her punches and kicks merely bounced off of it. With manacing laughter the shadow raised it's blade to strike her down, and that would've been the end of her, had Rui not summoned his Persona to block the strike.
"I told you to get back", he ordered. Jun was pulled back by the rest of the party was they moved into position.
As they did so, the knights along the sides were beginning to form. There were roughly 3 of them.
"Rui, I'll handle the knights, you push that shadow back. Ayano, scan the shadow for weak points, once we clean these knights up, we'll wrap this up and dispose of the main target", he ordered.
"Understood. Akane, take my place at the front and I'll be your backup, Sen, strike it with magic between intervals, and Kotori, keep us and even Kami's team healed up",
"Right guys, pick a knight and have at it", it appears Kami's job was a bit simpler, regardless, it seems most of his party was forced to duel the knights. The entire two teams were surrounded, with Jun in the middle, the one they were rescuing.
"You, I suggest you sit there and think about everything you've heard that thing say. That thing isn't just some monster, it's a part of you. So think about that", and with that he turned back to fight it. Those without the power of Persona, cannot possibly hurt their own shadow, let alone other shadows, try as they might, nothing will work without the power.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Sapphire Inn: Royal Suite Main Room | Sunday, July 5 2015
As everyone finished their preparations in their own ways - some speaking to each others, others impatient to get going already whilst Kotori herself just took the opportunity to catch her breath - Rui and Kami called upon everyone to get ready to proceed onwards. Though they didn't know what awaited them at the end of the hallway, Megumi had already picked up a formidable presence ahead - and having delved into enough of these placed before, most everyone knew what that meant. As such, Kotori was on edge all the way through; glancing about for any signs of shadows suddenly pouring out of previously unseen crevices - but to no avail as the now merged group continued unaccosted on the long walk. The tension did at least save Kotori from focusing too much on the particular choice of decoration that accompanied the climb - and before the halfway point, she was instead worrying far more over the rather excessive length of the stairs.
As they drew closer to the doors at the top, muffled voices could be made out - which sounded similar but just slightly ajar of one another; a dissonance that undoubtedly rang a few alarm bells for all those present. Pushing onwards with varying degrees of fatigue at the stairs they'd just climbed, Rui pushed open the doors to finally reveal exactly what they were dealing with: Standing in the centre were two girls - or rather, the same girl twice, save for a scant few details being just slightly off. One of the two was talking down to the others in a tone which would have betrayed her nature even if it weren't for the unnatural colour of her eyes - it was a shadow; the secrets locked away inside oneself somehow made manifest through this strange mirror realm.
Even as she caught her breath, Kotori couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at hearing someone else's inner thoughts, worries and hidden feelings being laid bare - but before she or anyone else could interfere, the real girl instead yelled at her mirror self; decrying her shadow as not herself. Kotori winced as laughter erupted from the shadow's throat at those words - a mocking tone which began echoing all around and becoming more sinister as darkness surrounded the girl's shadow; coalescing into a far more monstrous form. Much in keeping with the place's traditional Japanese feeling, so too did the shadow take on such a shape as it emerged from its shroud of blackness as a armour-clad demon; an evil caricature of a shogun of days long past, albeit one which had somehow become intermixed with a medieval European knight's features and at the same time still retaining an air of femininity about itself - which was unsettling in its own way to see in a shadow, even as if was gripping both a sword and a figure clad in a pretty dress.
The girl, however, did not seem to grasp the gravity of the whole situation as she picked up a sword laying upon the ground and raised it in defiance - but without the protection of a persona, doing could only spell danger for herself. Kotori feared what might happen if the shadow turned upon the girl; reflexively reaching out with one hand even though they were too far away to do much of anything - remembering a moment later that she had something on her side that would be far more capable of stopping such a thing from coming to pass. However, even as she called upon her Persona, "Kikuri-Hime," the shadow raised its sword to strike at what it seemed to perceive as an insolent if insubstantial attack by the girl - which left Kotori to fear that she would not make it in time.
Luckily, however, Rui was ever vigilant and Askr's blade intercepted the Shadow's just in time to deflect the blow away from the girl. Several group members had rushed to her side in order to get her out of harm's way - no matter how much she could or wanted to fight, this was one foe she was helpless against. With the girl in safety for now, the group quickly got into position to take on the warrior-like Shadow - but just as Kotori began to hope that for once they might an advantage with the numbers on their side, the shadows off to the sides began to move as three more enemies stepped from them. Knights, similar to the ones they'd already struggled against before, strode forth in their armour; ready to join the fight - and making Kotori's confidence take a dive, seeing how even one had already been a struggle even without backup or an even stronger shadow behind them all.
However, before her worries could overtake her, Kotori took a deep breath as she felt Kikuri-Hime's presence calm her thoughts. Though the enemies were numerous and strong, they too had strong fighters on their side. Kaminari sprang into action, ordering his half to engage the knights whilst leaving Ayano to figure out the Shadow's weakness and Rui to occupy it for the moment. A brief acknowledgemenet followed before Rui in turn addressed his team - much like before, Akane and himself would take point and go about striking and defending whilst Sato would be lending fire support from afar. Unto Kotori fell the role of making sure that everyone stayed alive and fighting with her healing spells - including Kaminari's group.
Though she felt her heart sink at the responsibility, given the odds they were facing, Kotori still nodded - a quiet "right" thereafter spoken more to herself than anyone in particular. However, these doubts only lingered for a moment before she quickly shook her head as if to rid herself of any stray thoughts - pushing her glasses back in place after doing so - before focusing at the task at hand. Even if she wasn't exactly the model of confidence, she knew that the others were counting on her at this moment - and wallowing in worries would only lead to them coming true.
Her confidence somewhat regained, Kotori took a quick note of who was engaging what and where everyone stood. They found themselves encircled by the three knights and the shadow, even as each knight in turn was engaged by one of Kaminari's group whilst Akane and Rui faced the Shadow itself; a loose formation being established which left Kotori with the other spell-casters on the inside together with the probably slightly confused girl. Before moving in to take on the Shadow, Rui told her to think upon the Shadow's words - after all, those were essentially her own and realising this would likely prove crucial further down the road.
For the moment, however, Kotori could pay little heed to the girl as she focused all her attention on the group - ready at a moment's notice to cast a group-wide healing spell should multiple people get struck or a more powerful singular heal if someone took a heavy hit instead, leaving the offensive magic entirely to the others.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Sapphire Inn | Royal Suite - Main Room
Sunday, July 5th, 2015
When they finally arrived at their destination, Akane couldn't help but feel relieved. She was getting tired of the gaudy decorations and this cringe worthy dungeon, not to mention all those images of many different girls. Though, it wasn't quite over yet and when they opened the doors to the final room, that fact was made clear with the latest awakening. Fully intent on fighting it, the girl picked up a katana. Rui tried to warn her but the idiot ignored it and charged in anyway.
While she might've done the same thing in her shoes, she would've at least had Rui give reason for the warning. The power of hindsight... In any case, there was nothing the girl could do. Once the girl was pulled back behind them and orders were given, she made sure to remind her. "As you are now, you're useless. Do try not to get in the way and make the situation even worse, 'kay?" she said with a slightly harsh tone, as she walked passed her as she stood near Rui.
"Got it." she said calmly as she acknowledged his order. Akane then summoned Setanta, Unsheathing her Katana, she went in on the attack.
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The more the battle went on, the more it became clear that this would be yet another battle of endurance, with not only all the knights but the shadow as well. Not to mention the shadow's irritating ability. Another one of 'those' kind of opponents... she grumbled to herself. 'Those' being two-component shadows, like the monkey leader from before.
They'll just need to hang on a little longer until Megumi finishes scanning it. Summoning her persona once more, "Kill Rush!" she ordered Setanta as she charged in herself with her Katana.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Sapphire Inn: Royal Suite Main Room | Sunday, July 5 2015
As everyone started engaging their targets, things were immediately looking somewhat shaky. None of the shadows, neither the three knights or the primary shogun, were pushovers and were putting up quite a fight. Whilst Akane and Rui could at least hold their own against a single foe, covering for each other and using openings from Sato's spells, having to take on a knight alone was proving to be no meagre task for Kaminari's team. Luckily though, they managed to avoid taking any direct hits but it seemed that working in real hits of their own rather than just glancing blows would take some time.
However, considering that they still had to hold out for their support to get a hold on these shadows' weaknesses, it wasn't all bad. Using Ryan's Gale Slash as an opening, Kaminari brought down a heavy lightning bolt upon one of the knights - which didn't get more than a moment to recover before a duplicate strike followed, courtesy of Ayano. Kotori meanwhile kept her eyes closely following everyone all around her - but with no one having suffered critical damage, she opted to instead recover the little cuts and scrapes that could easily accumulate from close calls and last-second parries.
"Media," she called and just a moment later, Kikuri-Hime obliged. A gentle golden glow momentarily enveloped the flowery shrine maiden that was Kotori's Persona - and then the same glow surrounded all of the fighters; lending them warmth and respite as their strength recovered. The by now familiar fatigue that accompanied any spell settled in her mind, albeit slightly stronger than usual - but though it was a bit more taxing to heal such a large group, Kotori had little time for such concerns and kept her thoughts focused on the present. For the moment though, it was still manageable - and she'd been in such situations a few times now; albeit this time around even more people were relying on her - a fact that brought both worries about their safety but also a redoubled effort to ensure it to the fore.</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Sapphire Inn, Royal Suite, Main Room
Sunday, July 5, 2015
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Mako gaped after Sato as he made his exit, not quite able to hide the blush that had lit up his cheeks. His wrist still tingled from where Sato had touched it, and his heart was still skipping beats because of the older boy's words. That... that felt like a senpai move. Like, completely and totally senpai. Am I in an anime? He chuckled at that thought. It wasn't too far off to say that, considering his surroundings at present. Still, best to save thoughts like that for later- for now, they had a fight to win, and some more people to save.
Of course, that positive sensation only lasted as long as it took for the fight to actually begin, where things started to go... less well than they could have. First was the near-crippling shiver of fear he'd experienced when the girl's Shadow had transformed into its monstrous state- he winced as he flashed back to his own horrifying ideal. His sympathies went out to her... right up until she put herself in danger by swinging a sword at her own Shadow, which was less than ineffective, it was actively hindering their progress. Not much use in coming all this way if she got herself killed, after all.
Luckily, Rui managed to save her, as Mako and the others pulled the girl back, forming a defensive ring around her, just as more of those Knights showed up to ruin their day. Great.
Mako turned to the girl they were protecting. "Stay behind us, miss. We'll take it from here." He then turned back, just in time to almost catch a Knight's sword to the face. He quickly summoned Israfil to block the blow, the sound of it clanging against his Persona's trumpet reverberating around the open space. Mako concentrated, before Debilitating the Knight that had attacked him, following up with a punch from his armored knuckles. The blow struck true, causing a sizable dent in the Knight's armor. Mako grinned at the sight.
He turned back toward Sato, just as his senpai was turning back toward the fight, presumably finished doing what Mako was doing now. Mako smiled at seeing Sato still safe, then turned back again into the fray, eager to be done with this Shadow nonsense for the time being...</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Sapphire Inn - Royal Suite, Main Room
5/7/2015 - Sunday
@enterthehero@itano123@Haru Nyan
-am-X@Sen@Takaru
With the Media balancing out the Kill Rush, the shadow was met with an assault that it was forced to defend against with the sword in it's hand, however as it was doing so, it was defending the princess in it's other. The shadowy princess began to scream a dissonant harmony as everyone's strength was suddenly being ripped from them. Their attacks were suddenly less effective.
"Ugh, that's going to be a problem... If anyone can off-set it, do so", he ordered, while he figured out a way to take care of the swordsman half, so that they can strike the princess half.
"...! Guys, make it use it's sword again. I think I might have something, but it was too brief I need to confirm",
"I see... Alright... Akane, buff us up, and then I'll confirm whatever Megumi has in mind", he ordered, blade at the ready as his Persona Askr began to be summoned.
Behind them, the battle between Kami's party and the black and white knights was just as fierce. Kami immediately took advantage of the knight that Mako had Debilitated, managing to put it out of commission for the moment, weakened, and almost defeated and blown back, giving them time to deal with the others. The other knights were just barely being warded off from getting to their back caster line, but Kami held the line, with the Gale Slashes coming from Ryan keeping them from overwhelming them.
"If we can get one or two more to back off. Ryan, switch to something hard hitting and pick a target, I'll hit the other", it was an idea, however there were four knights, not three... So what to do about the fourth one?
"Ayano, I leave you to handle the last one with a copy paste", he stated. It was a coordinated tactic it seems, meanwhile it seems Matthew was free to just burn them all in a single spell.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Sapphire Inn: Royal Suite Main Room | Sunday, July 5 2015
It seemed that the inital strikes were being successful - no one took any immediate retaliation and some hits could be landed on both the knights and the larger Shadow, albeit none decisive enough to take any of them down. Furthermore, their support was still analysing their foe, which meant that they still had to be weary of any surprises it might have up its sleeve. Unfortunately, the Shadow decided to reveal one such surprise as the princess in its grasp suddenly shrieked oxymoronically; a sound which carried all throughout the room and shook everyone. Not only that, but Kotori could feel her strength being sapped by the noise; much the opposite of the feeling whenever another persona-user cast a fortifying spell on the group. Unfortunately, though Rui called for anyone who could to dispel the effects of the scream, Kotori could do little against such magic; limited only to healing direct damage or ailments rather than debilitating effects.
Still, at least with her current role as the group's healer she was little affected by the actual weakening and thus could still continue on as before. Though she couldn't help but feel a bit nervous at the sight of the knights drawing ever closer, her worries were quickly done away when the knights came under a barrage of hits from the other half the the large group. One in particular went down hard after a devastating blow by Kaminari that followed Mako's debilitating spell; Ryan following up with a wide slash to drive the knights back for the moment whilst Matthew's flames kept them further at bay.
With Rui, Akane and Sato focusing on the large Shadow, they had all managed to avoid taking any direct hits for the moment - which Kotori was rather thankful for, seeing as that not only meant that no one got too hurt but also that she could instead once more cast "Media"; her word quickly followed by action as Kikuri-Hime once more recovered some of the strength of everyone fighting - and hopefully allowing them to continue the fight with exhausting techniques and avoiding any small scrapes from accumulating too much over time. Once more, the increased strain of the more widely-cast spell became noticeable for a moment - but Kotori bore with it as she made sure to keep her eyes on both the team, ensuring that she'd be able to intervene with a healing spell if anyone took a hit, and the enemies, hoping that she might avoid any sudden spells or other surprise threats being thrown her way - whilst hoping that someone else could deal with the weakening effects of the princess' scream, even though she felt a small measure of guilt at not being able to help with them.
Even so, things weren't looking too bad for the moment - they were keeping the shadows at bay whilst not taking much in return. If they could keep this up until they knew what the deal was with the larger Shadow, they might stand a chance of getting through this relatively unscathed despite the number of unpleasantly powerful foes. At least, Kotori started to hope so.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Sapphire Inn - Royal Suite, Main Room
5/7/2015 - Sunday
@enterthehero@itano123@Haru Nyan
-am-X@Sen@Takaru
"We're clear here for now, it'll be some time before the knights get back up", they were indeed knocked down, many of them seething with eletricity as they were stunned.
"Perfect... All hands forward, this is our chance", with that, both parties lurched forward on the command of Sato's bow, striking the sword out of the shadow's hands. As it's blade jutted out of the ground yards away from it, it turned forward with what may be a panicked expression, before it was beaten to hell and back by both parties. As soon as the smoke cleared, the shadow was flung back, the princess was slain as it crawled back up, grabbing it's blade from the ground.
"No... None of you... Understand at all...!", another arrow from Sato was fired, but it was struck down immediately. However, this left the shadow open, it's wide, tired swing made it an easy target for Sato's Persona Chronos to blast it head on with Garula, before he fired another arrow, staunching it's attempted followup swing as it imbedded in it's shoulder, and followed with another arrow to it's leg, bringing the shadow to one knee, before Sato's Persona promptly flew forward, and uppercut the shadow into the air with yet another Garula.
The shadow landed crumpled on the ground, sword well away from it as everyone began to surround it. As the shadow's strength was failing, so were the knights as Kami witnessed the armor simply break away, revealing people. He recognized none of them, but he can tell some of them were mobsters just by some tattoos and choice of clothing.
"Do you know how it feels... To be scorned... Just for doing what you felt was right? Just for following your heart, treated like some... Monster... An abomination, disappointment... Jun... No... Me... I just wanted to be happy...", the shadow was referring to Jun who had watched the entire battle from the center. It seems this was her moment.</s>
<|message|>Jun Himura
Sapphire Inn // Royal Suite
The battle was a blur. Jun's defiance had been talked down by her schoolmates, few of whom she recognized. So this is what they've been doing after they disappeared. She mused, hanging back and fighting the bitter taste in her mouth of watching others fight for her. Her pride would have demanded that she fight her own battles, but she was persuaded not to step in. She realized how ill-prepared for the fight she was when the others began summoning fantastical beings to fight her 'shadow'.
She had watched in awe as they battled the monstrosity that claimed to be her. They refused to be daunted and when the knight finally collapsed, she found her own strength returning. Strange, she had not realized she had crumpled into a sitting position on the floor. She walked up to the knight, eyes downcast and afraid to look at anyone else. She did not like that her inner demons were being put on display for all to see. The blonde gangster knew what she had to do, however.
She just wish there wasn't an audience watching her make peace with her own dark self. The girl bowed her head. "Thank you for giving voice to my fears. Now I realize how foolish I was." Her fists were clenched. She felt vulnerable, but at the same time empowered by the moment of admitting her weakness and failures. Her swordplay training was returning to her - knowing your own weakness is just as important as knowing your enemy's if you wish becoming a stronger fighter.
"You were right. I'm too afraid of the hold that man has on my mother and I. Afraid that I will be forced to live a lie for the sake of a man who never raised me until it was convenient for him. Ashamed of who I am, I indulge in petty rebellion and cowardly lose myself in the thrill of it. I know that now. You are me... but I will not allow that to be true any longer." She lifted the sword she had scavenged and pointed it at the knight. "I will not tolerate this weak, petty display any longer. I will face my problems head on and work for my own happiness."
The shadow seemed to melt away with a knowing smile. Was that it? An anti-climatic end to an epic battle. "So... what now?" Jun asked her fellow students as her legs lost strength again and she sat herself down before she fell.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
???
6/7/2015 - Monday
@Vulkan
TRACK: Aria of the Soul
As their vision returned to them, they beheld a long dining room. The first thing they would notice is the decor, blue all over, in different tasteful shades and high class furnishings. Paintings along the wall depicting some rather specific events. In front of them on the table was a carving depicting a particular number and card, for Jun, it was "The Devil", while for Katsuro, it was "The Justice". As they looked down they noticed that their clothes were different too. Katsuro wore a simple suit under a dark blue hood with gold trimmings and a side cape, while Jun wore a three piece suit, fully done up in proper.
"Welcome, to the Velvet Room", they heard a voice, they looked to the end of the table to see a man with a long nose and wide, piercing eyes. It was certainly a strange person they were looking at.
"A place between mind and matter, dream, and reality. I, am Igor, only those who have signed a contract may enter this place, and it appears we've finally filled every seat at this table too", they looked around to the other seats. It was true, every other table had a silhouette sitting at it, but some of them were recognizable.
"And this is Henrietta, she will be helping you along your journey", he motioned to the long haired woman next to him.
"Now then... You have drawn, the Devil Arcana. Impulse and sin are nothing new to you, but impulse and sin no matter the reason, is still a mere distraction. It appears you have overcome this and come to realize what you truly want", he began.
"And now... You, have drawn, the Justice Arcana. One must seek guidance amidst a time of crisis, for a long time you have gone into disarray, as there was no one you could refer to, but that will have changed now, perhaps these new friends you have made, will be there to fill the gap", it was a personal topic, but more importantly... How did this man know about all this? When either would try and ask, they would find no voice left their mouth.
"For now...", Igor clicked his fingers and Henrietta left, shortly to return with two keys on a cushion, that she would begin to walk around the table and hand to both Jun and Katsuro.
"These are keys you may use to access this room again, you will return here later of your own accord, or of requirement, but until then... Farewell", and with that, they lost consciousness.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Sapphire Inn: Royal Suite Main Room | Sunday, July 5 2015
In the opening wrought by Akane's assault, Sato managed to deliver the decisive blow - his arrow loosened the large Shadow's grip on its sword further yet and the follow-up wind blast finally struck it clean out of its hand. With the knights stunned from the heavy bombardement, everyone was quick to realise that this was their opportunity - and thus all attention was focused on the main opponent. Momentarily unable to strike back, the attacks poured in from all sides - magical and physical, the Shadow came under heavy fire until it was reeling. It attempted to fight back even as its princess was slain, a certain distress audible even through its twisted voice - until a choice arrow fired by Sato finally breaking its desperate defense - and making the fatal opening which allowed him get a clean hit with Chronos' wind magic. He seized the opportunity to lay down a final follow-up together with his Persona to put the Shadow down for good.
Kotori, meanwhile, kept an eye out throughout it all - ever wary for any would-be surprises from either the Shadow or its knights - but also doing what she could to aid the assault with her Kikuri-Hime's help, lending her lightning strikes to the assault. It was only when the Shadow finally began to flicker and disperse that Kotori gave a sigh of relief - and the fatigue of the fight made itself known in full, even as the armour surrounding the knights began to dissolve in flakes and gave way to the unconscious prisoners therein. Kotori took a moment to catch her breath - even as she felt the almost familiar uncomfortable feeling as the shadow, now in its original form, began to speak.
As ever, it unashamedly spoke of the feelings that had been suppressed and locked away - a look at another person's inner thought which was no doubt embarassing for them, but also for Kotori who still didn't know how to balance wanting to help the conflicted kidnapees and also respecting their privacy in such moments. As such, there was little choice but to listen though - even as Jun stepped out from the protective circle that had been formed around her by the party and confronted her shadow. Kotori didn't recognise the girl - at best, she was vaguely familiar much in the vein of other schoolmates whom she might have seen but never talked to before.
Much like the times before, she couldn't help but feel some measure of worry about what might happen if Jun didn't accept this turn of events and denied her other side - but much to Kotori's relief, this did not come to pass. Instead, Jun acknowledged that, though she may not like it, she was acting in a manner that she herself no longer knew the real reason for - and instead chose to live her life according to her own choices and on her own merits. A small smile came across Kotori's face at those words - which in turn marked the transformation of the shadow; a bright light cast across the entire room as a new figure took its place: Mordred, Jun's persona.
The girl turned to face the group, evidently full of questions about what had just happened - but those would have to be answered at a later time as the tell-tale signs of fatigue made themselves known; forcing Jun to sit herself down lest she fall - which immediately preceded the loss of consciousness. Though she'd seen this pattern repeat several times now, Kotori still couldn't help but worry that everything was alright; even as everyone else started to get ready to leave the mirror world behind with Jun being carried and headed for the hospital. Having used the brief exchange as an opportunity to catch her breath, Kotori accompanied the others - at least until everyone went their separate ways from the warehouse that marked their entrance to the mirror realm.
It would be with no small amount of relief that Kotori arrived arrive at home - both knowing that another kidnapping victim was safe but also to be able to lay down to rest; even if it didn't last too long before she recalled that the finals were coming up soon and she still had some studying to do for the day.
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Classroom 2-2 | Monday, July 6 2015 - Morning
This time around, it seemed that the usual rumour mill surrounding the kidnappings was quite a bit quieter - which didn't come as too much of a surprise, seeing as the events had occured over the weekend and thus couldn't cause quite as much of a commotion as some of the previous incidents when the victims didn't show up for class. Still, Kotori still heard her fair share of stories being murmured on her way to her classroom - and not few of them were quite clearly being told as second-hand accounts or worse, seeing as there would have to have been at least a dozen kidnappings all over town for all the things she heard to be true.
Stymying the usual spread too were the not upcoming finals which hung over the whole school - some seemed to have already given up hope, others were just putting things off until whilst Kotori couldn't help but feel the usual pre-exam worries, even before the immediate tests began. In fact, she felt even more thereof as she had to regretfully decline multiple requests from other students that she helped them study - between her own studying, helping out at home, occasional forays into the mirror world and club meetings, she wouldn't have much of a reliable schedule; not even taking into account the fact that just imagining herself somehow trying to teach others made her nervous at the prospect.
Taking her seat in the classroom toward the front, Kotori gave a small sigh - but this time because she had inadvertantly reminded herself of the Agriculture Club meeting that was to take place later today. Whilst the colourful sight of the many flowers was always welcome, the same could not be said for the strange mood that hung between her fellow members, Shizuka and Matthew. Both seeing them as they were and also not knowing whether or how to help would do ittle to raise her mood for the rest of the day - which she already wasn't looking forward to, as she'd have to be paying a visit to the hospital later.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Afterschool
11/7/2015 - Saturday
The week had gone by quite quickly, it was rather quiet, as most students were heading home early to study, or silently studied in their clubrooms, Rui kept himself studied while at home so he spent the day going out instead. Exam started in exactly two days, and go for the whole week, and then immediately after that was the summer break, which everyone's been looking forward to. It was also more reason to study hard as the first half of summer break would be taken up by remedial classes if you got a failing grade. He can imagine who may get such, but that aside... He was wondering what to do for today.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma High Classroom 1-1 || July 11 SAT: After School
The sound of school bell. Students rushing for the exit. Sigh. The examination period is soon coming yet Shizuka had not an ounce of confidence in her studies or notes. The bangs covering her eyes might've caused a slight blindness to the chalk board in front of them but even then, the words coming out of her teachers' lips did not register in her mind. Of course, this led to humiliation in front of the class when the teachers asked Shizuka to answer or simply read the passage on the text book, only to stand abruptly in shock and blush hard from the embarrassment.
Nozomi and Rinko, the two best friends of Shizuka have been worried about the friend ever since her return from the kidnapping case. Not only for the well being after such a traumatic incident but something about her seemed.... off. The reveal of her obsession over otaku things considered, there was something behind the smile she beamed, they couldn't say for sure but it felt melancholic. If it was a concern Shizuka was comfortable to talk about, the two friends were sure she'll come to them for consultation but that didn't stop Rinko from attempting to ask her, just to be stopped by the more mature friend, Nozomi.
It was evident Shizuka badly needed to do some catching up on studies but it just so happened there was an emergency call for waitress back up from the cosplay cafe she worked at. Conflicted on whether to go to the cafe to work or library to study, the freshman walked out of the classroom door.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School | Saturday, July 11 2015 - After School
As the bell rang, the usual hectic hustle and bustle broke out - even if everyone seemed a little more apprehensive given that it was the last day of regular school before the finals began in earnest next week. Whilst some had already given up hope of avoiding the remedial classes, others seemed to have taken a particularly keen interest in their studies - some had adopted meticulous note-keeping, much like Kotori had been doing all year round, whilst others seemed to be rushing off to the library or other study group - at least, that's how Kotori interpreted the odd change in habits of some of her classmates including Mako.
As for herself, she mostly kept up her usual routine - including today, as she finished her notes from the last class and began packing her things in the by now noticeably emptier classroom; albeit whilst glancing about to see if any more of her classmates or even students from other classes happened to be approaching - with the exams drawing ever nearer, not one day went by without someone asking her for help in their studies. Much to Kotori's chagrin, she'd had to apologise and explain that that was unfortunately - mostly citing things like club activities or helping out at home.
Though these weren't untrue, in truth she also felt far too nervous at the prospect of actually trying to teach someone else - which only served to give her more of a guilty conscience every time she declined such a request. It was a times likes these that she really wished that the results from the mid-terms hadn't been announced for everyone to see - perhaps then she might have been able to stay unnoticed more easily. A small sigh escaped her lips as she headed out of the classroom - thinking on all this wasn't exactly going to help her in any way, she realised and tried to push the thoughts to the back of her mind, limited success though she may have with it.
As she made her way to the school entrance, Kotori passed by several other students who were still hanging about. Though she didn't mean to eavesdrop, it was difficult not to hear the occasional words of ongoing conversations - but unlike at the start of the week, it seemed that the kidnappings had been dropped out of the pool of topics in favour of the upcoming exams or the summer break thereafter. Pushing open the main door, Kotori slowed after just a few steps as she thought on what to do with the rest of the day - besides having set aside some time later in the evening to keep up with her regular studies, she realised that she didn't have anything planned.
Thus Kotori found herself standing not far from the school entrance, internally debating whether to pop into the local library or to head home and hopefully finish the novel she'd been reading for the past few days.</s>
<|message|>Matthew Harvester
Matthew Harvester || Agriculture Club - Sat 11 July
The week silently passed for Matt has he bore the realisation that exams were soon not long after his dilemma within the clubroom, so upon realising his clubroom had become a nice place for solitude he decided to head there to study nearly every day. While doing that Matt avoided invitations to go to study groups or hang out, he really bad at focusing in groups and needed to focus by himself.
Well that's what he said anyway, he just didn't feel like dealing with people at the moment, which seemed to raise brows within his class due to his usual loudness.
In the end he was now here sitting in the clubroom again studying…. Kinda.
Matt was able to read through notes and textbooks but not all of it was sticking like normal, sometimes he had to go through something multiple times, his head just wasn't in the right place.
The studying didn't go terrible but it could have gone better, but certain thoughts kept coming through his mind when he focused for too long.
With a sigh Matt mumbled to himself,
"....I hope this works out"</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
School
13-18/7/2015 - Monday-Saturday
Track During the Test
The test week was intense, especially since it was before the summer break, most if not everyone was focused on getting through it so that they didn't have to do summer classes. The routine was attend, exam, go home, study, sleep, wake up, then rinse and repeat, for the whole week. The routine was a test and subjects for each day, Math, Japanese, English, History, Science, Literature. Rui was fairly well-studied in all of them so he fared quite well.
As soon as the routine was over, they were informed results would be posted next week, and so everyone went home after the test on Saturday, hoping they passed.
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School, Morning
20/7/2015 - Monday
Students attended the last day of school today before summer break, today may as well be a day off as there were no classes, everyone was simply here to see what their result was. As Rui approached the noticeboard and looked for his name, he seems to have scored about as highly as last time.
Score out of 100
1 - 1
Chiaki (NPC) 70
Shizuka 68
Ryan 79
2 - 1
Rui 97
Noboru 59
Leiko 94
2 - 2
Akane 87
Katsuro 95
Kotori 99
Mako 93
3 - 1
Aiko and Akari (NPC) 75 and 76
Ayano 99
Tanaka 68
Jun 80
3 - 2
Kami (NPC) 70
Rokuro (NPC) 82
Akira (NPC) 76
3 - 3
Sato 97
Alexei 90
Matthew 70
"Ah", as he was checking the names of his friends, he spotted that Noboru was the only one who failed. By one point no less... He can almost hear in the background the anguished cries of Noboru as he was dragged to the faculty room, like the other few students who failed, to induct them to summer classes. Rui clasped his hands together in prayer for a brief moment before leaving to go about his day.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School | Monday, July 20 2015 - After School
With both the finals and the last real school day already in the past, there was really only one reason for every student to be at the school - which was also why there was a rather large gathering just beyond the main entrance, centered around the noticeboard. Kotori could already see the crowd before she entered the building - and the prospect of having to navigate it just to see the results of the finals didn't exactly appeal too much, causing her to slow her pace. Even before this, she hadn't been looking forward to this day - with the constant distractions, worries and mirror world excursions courtesy of the Junsei Sekai Tensei, Kotori hadn't felt too confident going into the exams. Besides that, she was somewhat torn between wanting to somehow keep up the results form the mid-terms yet also not drawing as much attention as she'd done - which, all told, had left her somewhat nervous throughout the exam period and thus now even more worried that she may have made some avoidable mistakes.
Reaching the main entrance and stepping inside, Kotori suppressed a yawn before rubbing her eyes behind her glasses - the uncertainties hadn't allowed for very good sleep. Still, she was here now and with good reason - even if that meant trying to somehow make her way through the constantly moving sea of fellow students all with the same goal in mind. It took more than a few minutes and several more whispered "Excuse me" and "Sorry" before she somehow managed to make it all the way to the front. On the way, the students she passed seemed to be in quite a wide range of states - whilst some seemed quite proud of their achievements, most seemed to just be happy to have passed; quite unlike those few whose dejected faces immediately let anyone know that they were bound for remedial classes - a fate that Kotori very much hoped to avoid.
Once at the board, Kotori quickly looked over the list to locate the second year rankings and scanned it for her name - this time starting at the passing grades and slowly working her way up. As she worked her way up, she grew ever more nervous as her own name didn't show up - but just as she was starting to fear that she would have to find herself in the failing section, it turned out that quite the opposite was the case. The surprise at finding herself at 99 points was quite plain to see as Kotori blinked several times just to make sure that she was seeing right - but when nothing changed even after re-adjusting her glasses, a sigh of relief finally came over her lips as she made her way back out of the crowd.
Though she did feel a little guilty for scoring lower than during the mid-terms, Kotori was mostly just relieved to see that not only had she passed but also that she could finally lay to rest all the concerns about her studies throughout the year. It was only when she stepped out of the crowd that she realised that in her search she had neglected to see how either any of her classmates or the other members of the investigation team had done, much to her immediate guilty conscience. However, glancing back at the ever-present crowd, Kotori decided against trying to make her way through it a second time and instead headed for the main entrance to get some fresh air before deciding what to do with the rest of the day; though she did spare a glance over the crowd to see if she might recognise a familiar face therein - though that was a tall order considering the sheer size thereof.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Jun Himura
Warakuma High // Monday // 20 July
Jun had spent the better part of last week keeping a low profile. The kidnapping of a yakuza's daughter was just an escalation in the series of abductions. Her father had been furious and sent people out looking for those responsible, as well as the rival family that had sent its men after her. Needless to say, there had been a fair amount of violence in the past week. Then, the police got involved.
Jun had been pretty far removed from all this. She had eyes on her everywhere now, of course. From police officers making sure she wasn't caught up in the inter-gang war, hoping to catch another attempt on her safety, to her bodyguards, and everyone at school. She hadn't even dared to talk to the boy who had visited her in the hospital.
Not that she tried to anyway. The finals had come and gone and she was a rather bit more focused on her exams. Thankfully, she always kept her grades decent so even with the additional pressure, she had pretty much gotten A's on all her tests, albeit just barely. Her ranking wasn't all that great, but she honestly didn't care. Her new power had given her a new purpose. She was going to do well in school, find a good university and do something with her life that didn't involve being a gangster.
Her kendo training helped, and she vented her stress out on her instructor. He praised her effort even as he was massaging his shoulder from the force of her strikes. Everyone needed a hobby and Jun had to admit she like parts of her life being raised among the yakuza. The fact that she could beat up someone and not apologize as part of her training, for example.
She silently moved past the crowd gathering at the scoreboard, giving a few customary greetings to people she recognized. She left for home immediately, texting Rui as she walked home with lighter steps than she ever had taken. One obstacle down, one more to go. He had given her his number and asked her to consider. It had taken a while but she made up her mind. No more hiding, this time anyone who came after her and her principles would fight Jun head on, and not anyone or anything else.
I'm in. Give me a few days to persuade my father.
Himura Household // Evening
Dinner was tense. Jun's father was still trying to track down the cultists to no avail, while fighting retaliations from a rival yakuza. His sour mood would usually have the blonde girl trying to leave the dinner table as soon as possible, but tonight was an exception. She kept steeling herself, repeating the mantra she always did in her head during kendo. Eyes forward. Look for a chance, and strike.
"Father." Her tone was dead, stiff, and betrayed the seriousness of her resolve when she tried to sound casual. The man looked up, eyes glaring at her knowing she was about to say something to piss him off. Jun hated to admit it but her father at least knew that part of her well enough. "Call off your lapdogs and let me handle myself. They're a nuisance, and it's bad enough you have them lingering outside my school."
Her father opened his mouth to speak, but the girl didn't let him. She smacked her bowl upside on the table and looked him in the eye. "I am not helpless. As much as I loathe saying this, I am the daughter of a yakuza. Let anyone who comes after me try their best. I will exact my price in blood before I let anything happen to me again." Was that... pride?
"I am not your pawn, some treasure to be kept hidden away until you're ready to marry me off for power. I am not a son like you hoped for, but I am my own person nonetheless. If you insist on treating me like on, meet me in the dojo in ten minutes. Your Masamune against mine." She had thrown down the gauntlet. It was extremely disrespectful of her to challenge her own father to a duel, but his glare was met with her own.
The man, for once, backed down. "I'd normally strike you for such insolence. But I see your ordeal has only tempered your strength. This isn't petulance. I'll allow your request, as long as you remain within Warakuma. Venture outside, and I will have my men follow you."
Jun nodded. Fair enough, she wasn't intending on going out in to the city anyway, not so soon. In Warakuma, any assailant would be hard pressed to ambush her before she could react. Out in the crowded streets of Tokyo, that was a different thing altogether. She was stubborn and bold and hot-tempered at times, but she wasn't an idiot.
"Oh, and this does not mean I approve of your taste in partners. Try and use this opportunity to shame the family, and I will lock you in here until I find a suitor."
Her fists clenched at the insult he just had to deliver. Always had to have the last word. Still, that was a battle for another day. She had gotten what she needed for now. She'd fight that war later. There was a far more important one going on right now.
That night, she sent the confirmation to Rui. I'm in.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School | After School
Between the fact that most students were trying to get to the noticeboard and thus had their backs turned and that those returning seemed far more interested in talking with their friends or else just heading straight out, Kotori didn't immediately see anyone she recognised before she turned to leave. As she did, a voice called out in her direction, causing her to glance back to see that the assumption she'd just made turned out to be wrong when she saw that the person calling was in fact a classmate and recent kidnappee in the form of Katsuro. Seeing as they'd not spoken very much either before or after said kidnapping, Kotori assumed that he was calling out to one of the other students around him and started to turn back around - at least she noticed that he was both heading towards her and looking straight at her.
"Eh?" she went, blinking in surprise as he reached her in short time given his rather brisk pace. As it turned out, she really was the one being called out to as he then spoke up, introducing himself formally and then asking if he could pose a question. Unsure of what exactly he was going to say, Kotori just gave a small nod; the quizzical look upon her face easily giving away her confusion. This confusion immediately turned into embarassment when he mentioned the test results - enough that she barely noticed the calm of his voice and face becoming a little strained.
"Ah, n-no, I..." she weakly started when he mentioend her study methods - but before she could respond that all she did was take notes during school and study at home, he already went on to pull out his wallet to Kotori's further confusion before he explained himself whilst thumbing through a substantially larger number of notes than would be expected of an average highschooler.
Kotori's immediate reaction, besides giving a rather confused look from behind her glasses was a moment of silence followed by another "Eh?" It was a rather strange situation after all - whilst she'd grown somewhat used to requests for studying help, it was the first time someone had offered to pay for them - which was not exactly helped by the fact that they were standing near the main entrance, Katsuro holding out a small stack of notes in her direction much to the murmurs of other passing students; leading Kotori to realise how many eyes were on her.
"N-no, I-, uhm, that is..." she started, quickly waving her hands in front of her to try and deny the request; embarassment evident both in her voice and face. "I-it's not anything special, really, s-so..." she said, trying to find a way to explain. All the while, she kept her eyes firmly locked on the ground before her in an attempt not to notice the other students passing by whilst her unconscious habit of playing with the hem of her skirts made itself known once more.
"I... I don't really know how to... uhm, teach someone, so..." she said, her voice trailing off towards the end - and wishing very dearly that she could be just about anywhere but here at this very moment.</s>
<|message|>Katsuro Takuma
Warakuma High School - 20/7/2015 - Monday
As he waited for the strangely shy girl to give her answer, Katsuro couldn't help but notice several people give him odd looks as he waved the money around, but didn't give them a second thought. He still had his scars and the damaged eye, people often stared when they didn't think he was looking. For goodness sake, it was just some burns and a damaged eye, everyone would look like that with a bit of fire involved! That said, where they looking at the money? Did they want to tutor him? Well that would be stupid, he probably got a lot more than they did, even with the...five.
He shuddered slightly as he turned back to Kotori, only to react with shock and then irritation when she began to stutter, then look at the ground as she played with the hem of her skirt. Katsuro noticed all of this, and raised his eyebrow in confusion at the strange mannerisms. Finally, she spoke, stuttering in a way that made it quite difficult for Katsuro to hear her over the noise in the background of the room. From what he could hear, she muttered something about how her score wasn't anything special, and how she didn't really know how to teach someone. At hearing this, Katsuro's eye narrowed ever so slightly.
"I see..." he said quietly, a moment of silence passing between the two as the people around them continued to to move around and make a horrible noise. People still had their eyes on them. Hadn't they seen enough? What was so interesting about a boy with an eyepatch waving a pile of yen in someone's face?
"You may not have tutored before, but i need to know what you did in order to get such a good score! Its hardly going to be difficult. And fine, ill raise my price to 15000. I don't know how much the average tutor makes, but i'm pretty sure that's quite a lot. Is that enough? Please?" He said in a cheerful voice, completely missing the point of her stuttering and nervousness.
"I hope she doesn't try and go much higher...i only have 20000 yen with me today."</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School | After School
Kotori was still trying to find the right words to somehow convince her classmate that she was the wrong person to put his request forth to - until he spoke up again, more quietly this time. She felt no small measure of relief when he seemed to understand and thus withdraw his question - though she couldn't quite help but feel her guilty conscience creep into her thoughts at not helping someone who was asking something of her. Still, she did prefer this outcome, even if it unfortunately meant that she had to decline her probably dejected classmate's request, as it at least meant that they wouldn't be continuing to undoubtedly draw any more attention to themselves.
Yet just as Kotori was about to thank Katsuro for his understanding and apologise for not being able to help, the boy spoke up once more - with a cheer to his voice that was quite the turn from his previous brief muttering. As it turned out, he hadn't understood what she was trying to say at all - though Kotori couldn't really blame him, considering her attempt at conveying her point hadn't exactly been a shining example of conviction - and instead seemed to be redoubling his effort to get her to somehow teach him when she had no idea how to do so; even going so far as to increase the amount of money he was offering - which only served to further Kotori's embarassment as she was fairly certain, though she daredn't lift her gaze to confirm, that at this point, half the school was either throwing them strange looks or whispering among themselves about the whole scene.
She felt a small pang of guilt when he added a final please to his words - even if his methods seemed a little odd, he still seemed to genuinely want to better himself and was asking her to help him. "N-no, I-, uhm, it's..." she tried, her voice even quieter than usual - only to realise that rather than denying his request, it sounded more like she was answering his question of whether his price was enough. "Ah, ehm, I-I mean i-it's not about that," she quickly added, shaking her head as she did, "A-all I do is, uhm, in class I-I take notes a-and review things at home, s-so, uhm, t-there's really nothing special..." Kotori's ever-growing embarassment and discomfort, which was not exactly hard to see at this point, did not help either the volume of her voice nor the smoothness of her speech in the slightest - in fact, at this point she was already starting to glance around to see if there was perhaps someone else around who might be able to help Katsuro in a way that didn't require her presence or, failing that, just how far exactly they were from the main entrance.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Katsuro Takuma
Warakuma High School - 20/7/2015 - Monday
As he waited for the strangely shy girl to give her answer, Katsuro couldn't help but notice several people give him odd looks as he waved the money around, but didn't give them a second thought. He still had his scars and the damaged eye, people often stared when they didn't think he was looking. For goodness sake, it was just some burns and a damaged eye, everyone would look like that with a bit of fire involved! That said, where they looking at the money? Did they want to tutor him? Well that would be stupid, he probably got a lot more than they did, even with the...five.
He shuddered slightly as he turned back to Kotori, only to react with shock and then irritation when she began to stutter, then look at the ground as she played with the hem of her skirt. Katsuro noticed all of this, and raised his eyebrow in confusion at the strange mannerisms. Finally, she spoke, stuttering in a way that made it quite difficult for Katsuro to hear her over the noise in the background of the room. From what he could hear, she muttered something about how her score wasn't anything special, and how she didn't really know how to teach someone. At hearing this, Katsuro's eye narrowed ever so slightly.
"I see..." he said quietly, a moment of silence passing between the two as the people around them continued to to move around and make a horrible noise. People still had their eyes on them. Hadn't they seen enough? What was so interesting about a boy with an eyepatch waving a pile of yen in someone's face?
"You may not have tutored before, but i need to know what you did in order to get such a good score! Its hardly going to be difficult. And fine, ill raise my price to 15000. I don't know how much the average tutor makes, but i'm pretty sure that's quite a lot. Is that enough? Please?" He said in a cheerful voice, completely missing the point of her stuttering and nervousness.
"I hope she doesn't try and go much higher...i only have 20000 yen with me today."</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School | After School
Kotori was still trying to find the right words to somehow convince her classmate that she was the wrong person to put his request forth to - until he spoke up again, more quietly this time. She felt no small measure of relief when he seemed to understand and thus withdraw his question - though she couldn't quite help but feel her guilty conscience creep into her thoughts at not helping someone who was asking something of her. Still, she did prefer this outcome, even if it unfortunately meant that she had to decline her probably dejected classmate's request, as it at least meant that they wouldn't be continuing to undoubtedly draw any more attention to themselves.
Yet just as Kotori was about to thank Katsuro for his understanding and apologise for not being able to help, the boy spoke up once more - with a cheer to his voice that was quite the turn from his previous brief muttering. As it turned out, he hadn't understood what she was trying to say at all - though Kotori couldn't really blame him, considering her attempt at conveying her point hadn't exactly been a shining example of conviction - and instead seemed to be redoubling his effort to get her to somehow teach him when she had no idea how to do so; even going so far as to increase the amount of money he was offering - which only served to further Kotori's embarassment as she was fairly certain, though she daredn't lift her gaze to confirm, that at this point, half the school was either throwing them strange looks or whispering among themselves about the whole scene.
She felt a small pang of guilt when he added a final please to his words - even if his methods seemed a little odd, he still seemed to genuinely want to better himself and was asking her to help him. "N-no, I-, uhm, it's..." she tried, her voice even quieter than usual - only to realise that rather than denying his request, it sounded more like she was answering his question of whether his price was enough. "Ah, ehm, I-I mean i-it's not about that," she quickly added, shaking her head as she did, "A-all I do is, uhm, in class I-I take notes a-and review things at home, s-so, uhm, t-there's really nothing special..." Kotori's ever-growing embarassment and discomfort, which was not exactly hard to see at this point, did not help either the volume of her voice nor the smoothness of her speech in the slightest - in fact, at this point she was already starting to glance around to see if there was perhaps someone else around who might be able to help Katsuro in a way that didn't require her presence or, failing that, just how far exactly they were from the main entrance.</s>
<|message|>Katsuro Takuma
Warakuma High School - 20/7/2015 - Monday
Katsuro listened to the shy girl talk again, saying that she took notes and reviewed things at home. His eye narrowed again ever so slightly. Was that really all she did? He did that! How did she get any more than him? It didn't make any sense, at least not in his mind at the moment. Quite a lot of people were standing and whispering nearby, and even he could figure out that it was about this conversation.
"One moment." He said to her, his voice going cold before he turned around.
He didn't say a word, he simply looked at them, his single vivid blue eye staring at them. His scarring was mostly covered by his hair, but even then, him staring at you made a somewhat disconcerting sight. Eventually, some of them shook their heads and moved away. After this, he looked back at Kotori.
"...i see." He spoke at last, the ice still in his voice before getting cheery again almost as if with the flick of a switch. Quickly, he stuffed the Yen back into his wallet. "May i walk with you for a moment then on the way from this place? I am interested to hear more. I'm sure tutoring will not be necessary." He said once again with a smile on his face. The exam results might still have been stupid, but at least he could hopefully guide her into remembering what she did on the way home. At least that wouldn't involve paying anything.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
School, Morning
20/7/2015 - Monday
@Vulkan@Takaru
While standing out front he reached for his phone to check his messages. It seems Jun was now a part of the team, or had agreed to be. He thinks it's about time they decided on a proper meeting place, besides the abandoned warehouse. A meeting place before the gauntlet, so to speak, where they can meet up freely. Now with school out of the way for the time being, they had ample time to do that.
Speaking of school being out of the way, he heard a familiar voice and another familiar exasperated voice. He turned and saw Katsuro speaking with Kotori, although being as she was, it did not seem a fun experience. He stepped over to enter the conversation,
"Good work on the tests. Scoring so well are you sure you two need to be talking about doing better...?", he questioned, also because summer break was starting. Given they had summer homework too, as they were handed that on the last day of exams, but it was all revision stuff as always.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma High => Warakuma Park || July 20 MON: Morning
....... Shizuka paused at the number before her name. The noise of students in the background was filtered out and everything else in her sight blurred. 68. It wasn't a failing mark but how could she have been careless in her studies? The whole kidnapping incident a few weeks before might've contributed to her stress but... she knew that wasn't the main cause of her lack of concentration.
With the desire to shake off the depressing mood, the maiden left the exam bulletin board area and wondered what could lighten the mood. The mall... no good, the cosplay cafe... Kenji would bring up the topic of her exam result. Somewhere peaceful.... Hazel eyes lit up at an idea and with that, her feet moved forward out of the gates of Warakuma High.
---
The trees that were once dyed in a pink hue months back were now a vibrant green color. Spring had passed and mid summer was about to begin. Chirp chirp. The weather was pleasant and there was a bird singing atop a tree not too far away. The scenery soothed Shizuka's soul at how peaceful it was. It had been awhile since her last visit at the park, she thought to herself as she walked aimlessly along the path.
The girl's feet stopped. The eyes blocked by her raven hair stared at what laid before her. The wishing fountain. Even if she refused to reminisce that one fateful day, the landmark was too symbolic for the event. 'It was where I first met Harvester-senpai....' The images started flashing in her mind, the fallen clumsy upperclassman, an embarrassing outburst, crimson color of the cherry blossom petals.... A striking pain in her chest caused tears to stream down her eyes.
'If... If miracles do come true, please... grant me just one wish.' A shiny 100 yen coin flips into the air and-- Plop.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School | After School
Following her words, a brief silence fell between the two students - though the same could not be said for everyone around them as such a large number of people in one spot inevitably made for a lot of noise. Still, when Katsuro didn't reply immediately, Kotori began to faintly hope that he finally realised that there really wasn't anything she could do to help him - but that hope vanished just a moment later when he spoke up again; albeit only to excuse himself for a moment. "Eh?" Kotori went, bringing her eyes briefly up from the ground to blink in confusion - focused as she was on her own troubles, she hadn't quite caught the slight shift in tone and was left to wonder exactly what he was doing as he slowly looked around. It was only when the first few of the previously whispering students slowly backed away or started moving that she realised that he wasn't looking for someone but instead seemed to glaring at them, if only with one uncovered eye given his asymmetrical hairstyle.
Kotori couldn't help but feel a slight bit nervous when his focus turned back to her - and the relief at hearing him finally agree that there was nothing for her to do easily outweighed the cold hint in his voice as he stopped practically waving the money around in front of her. But just as she was about to silently sigh - not having noticed that she'd been holding her breath quite a few times - Katsuro spoke up yet again; this time though asking to instead accompany her and to continue talks on the topic as he did and leaving Kotori rather conflicted. On one hand, she was only too glad to get away from the school after what felt like every single student having witnessed the embarassing scene first hand and he even seemed to have given up on the whole tutoring idea - yet he still seemed quite persistent on somehow trying to get something out of her that she didn't know how to give.
In her discomfort, Kotori was more than a little thankful when a familiar voice made itself heard. "Eh?" she went once again as she looked over to see Rui coming closer, praising their test results and questioning the need for any improvements. Though she couldn't quite suppress further embarassment at the words, she was still glad that he was here - as she would have been for anything which might somehow get everyone's attention focused on anything but herself, even as she gave a small bow in greeting. "Ah, th-thank you, Shinichi-san," she said - though she couldn't help but add "Keeping up studies is important, even during breaks. A-at least, I think..." Her voice trailed off toward the end as she realised, a moment too late, that his had been a rhetorical question.
Still, with Rui's timely arrival, she had yet to answer Katsuro's question - which just left her back in the most unfortunate situation of wishing to decline yet having no way to do so without being rude when all he did was ask nicely. That is, until she realised that perhaps there was no need to: "Ah, uhm, m-maybe Sh-Shinichi-san might know a... better way? I-I mean, there's really nothing special about m-me, so... Her quiet voice had an almost apologetic tone to it as, once more, her gaze was fixed firmly on the ground and her fingers were playing along her skirt's hem; her guilty conscience returning almost immediately in full effect when she realised that it was sounding rather much like she was trying to just push Katsuro's problem onto Rui just because she didn't know what to do about it.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
School, Morning
20/7/2015 - Monday
@Vulkan@Takaru
Ryan joining the conversation was unexpected considering how equally timid to Kotori he was, and to his surprise Katsuro went the same route. It was a strange watching three people essentially stutter as he was the only one cleanly delivering his words, if this was any kind of acting routine, it'd be an utter failure. That aside,
"We have the whole day to ourselves, and it's the beginning of summer break. We can do whatever we want today", he reminded them. In this event though, these three were probably too quiet currently to speak up about going anywhere, he was going to go to the arcade like usual,
"But... ", there was the cosplay cafe as well, and the book cafe... Considering Shizuka would be out today and not working, it wouldn't be a very interesting trip.
"I guess we'll just go to Yoshida, the book cafe, if you want somewhere to go. They have a pretty good selection I hear", as far as being far out in the suburbs is at least. Plus it was in the shopping mall, so going to get lunch and coming back would be pretty easy and thus convenient. If everyone was agreed they can head off now.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School | After School
Just as Kotori began hoping that perhaps Katsuro might take her up on the idea that Rui would know better how to teach him how to learn, yet another familiar voice spoke up, calling her by name. "Eh?" was Kotori's immediate response, and not for the first time today. Having been rather more focused on the school floor - which, she incidentally discovered, actually had a regularly repeating, if subtle, pattern to it - Kotori hadn't noticed Ryan approaching and was somewhat taken aback at both his unexpected appearance and question; mostly missing the slight uncertainty in his voice due to her own. "Huh? M-me? Ah, uhm... I-I'm fine, A-Alon-san..." she quietly said in response to Ryan's questions - even if neither her awkward tone of voice didn't exactly lend that statement very much credence.
Still, she was quite thankful for the fact that with more people around, there'd be focus on her - however, this seemed to have quite the opposite effect on Katsuro whose confidence from just a few moments ago vanished into nothingness as he stumbled over his words. He seemed rather distracted as he half-heartedly agreed with Ryan - only to apologise for his previous curiosity. "Ah, n-no, no, it's not, uhm, a bother... Kotori quickly said, shaking her head for emphasis - and feeling her guilty conscience creep back up for having seemingly caused his now apparent discomfort by denying his request so harshly. Concern coloured her features when he momentarily winced as he absent-mindedly drew his fingers over the side of his face covered by his hair - but even as he recovered immediately, Kotori did feel a measure of sympathy for the scarred boy who didn't have the luxury of being able to easily hide his scars.
"Eh?" Another apology caught Kotori by surprise - enough to not even notice Katsuro getting her name not quite right - though she quickly recovered and shook her head. "Ah, no, i-it's fine," she said, even if one would have to be both blind and deaf to not notice that that statement was a bit of a stretch. As he then proceeded to ask some questions - such as where they, if they were friends, happened to go after school. Kotori, however, was rather more busy staring at the ground, a red tinge undeniable on her face - though it was embarrassing to admit, even to herself in her own thoughts, being thought of as friends did have a nice kind of sound to it for the rather hesitant girl.
Luckily though, her embarrassment passed quickly enough for no one to notice, she hoped, before Rui took to answering Katsuro's questions - and in turn reminding her that, besides coming to school to check her results, she did not have any plans yet. When Rui then mentioned the Yoshida book café, Kotori's curiosity was quickly piqued - she'd walked past it a several times already, but never actually gone inside; never quite feeling comfortable with going there alone - after all, a café sounded like a rather trendy place which she had no illusions of being a word anyone would use to describe her. She still remembered her last visit to one when Leiko had practically dragged her to the her friend, Saya's, family business and how she'd felt a little out of place.
Still, the fact that Yoshida's was also a library of sorts did have a certain undeniable appeal to the bookish Kotori. "Ah, I heard that too," she quickly agreed when Rui mentioned their selection of books - only to fumble over her words when she realised that she might have interjected someone else. "Uhm, th-that sounds n-nice. I-I mean... i-if a-anyone else wants to... uhm..." her voice grew quieter before finally trailing off while her hands were once more preoccupied with her skirt - though Rui had put it forth as a suggestion, it might sound a little presumptuous of her to think that anyone else might be interested in going; leaving Kotori to hope that she didn't step on anyone's toes - and to adjust her glasses that were starting to slip downwards from how much she was averting her eyes throughout the whole conversation in her embarrassment..</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
School > Yoshida Book Cafe
20/7/2015 - Monday
@Vulkan@Takaru
It didn't look like anyone had any objections, so with that decided they went off on their way, with Rui leading on, and awkward silence pervading them. The shopping mall wasn't a long walk from the school, so it was little surprise that the mall was teeming with students enjoying their first day of summer break, doing whatever they will. They were of course still in uniform like they were, since they only had to show up to school today for results. After a brief walk through the mall they finally arrived at the book cafe. Predictably it had mostly students as it's patrons today, some chatting, others reading, others reading while enjoying something from the cafe. It was a nice, cozy little place with basically a small library at the back of the store, with the cafe at the storefront. What does stand out most is how new this place looks in comparison to other stores outside the mall, it really drove home that Warakuma was starting to become a much more populated place, the booming industry in the area was greatly affecting the town. What kind of effects though were not Rui's current concern,
"So what do you guys usually read?", he asked as he stepped in. He knew what Ryan reads, he is also a member of the Manga club after all, but the other two... Well as he was asking this he was just grabbing any manga, just a volume or two of something he hasn't read yet.</s>
<|message|>Samuru Amakusa
Samuru Amakusa
There was a young man in the cafe, somewhat older than Rui, who was busy reading a book on the Heian period, a cup before him steaming silently on a table. His black hair was clean and glossy, and he barely noticed the the door opening, letting in the group of students. His black eyes kept focusing on the book he held, trying to sit straight, trying to look at ease, trying to appear...normal.
Because, despite his average intelligence, Samuru Amakusa was anything but.
A 'Krhistian', one named after the infamous rebel who had opposed the Tokugawa Shogunate. A bisexual, one who was attracted to both men and women, something looked down upon in Japan not just because of Western Influence, but also because it broke conformity, the conformity that Japanese society depended on. But he would hold his head up high, hide his sexuality except to those he can trust.
If those people even existed.
Samuru would wait, and watch, and hope that even in the gilded cage that is Japan, there would be an opportunity, an opportunity to be himself. A smile on his face.
Maybe that day would come soon.
Minazuki@Takaru@Floodtalon@Vulkan</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Ferrero Mall: Yoshida Book Café | After School
With everyone in agreement, the small group's destination was decided - and Kotori couldn't help but feel a little excited at the prospect of visiting the book café without having to show up alone and undoubtedly draw some curious attention. Furthermore, the larger the group, the more likely it was that the others would focus on each other - in fact, given that she wasn't exactly the best candidate for holding a conversation more than a few words in length, she remained quiet for most of the way to the mall; only really answering if anyone directed a question at her but otherwise listening to whatever the others might be saying. Given that most everyone had come to school to see the results as soon as they were posted and thus were now free to do what they willed on their first day of summer break, there was quite a large number of other students out and about - often in groups as well, heading to wherever had caught their fancy.
Arriving at the mall, it was quite clear that they weren't the only students here too - most everywhere Kotori looked, she could see at least one or two fellow uniform-clad people. As she looked about, she noticed that there was an undeniable aggregation of high schoolers - mostly from Warakuma High School, though she did spot a few Shoujin Private High uniform here and there - in and around the clothing shops of which there were quite a few in the mall; likely looking for some more summery clothes now that they'd be getting enough opportunities to wear them. Seeing that, Kotori made a mental note for herself - whilst she wasn't in dire need of anything in particular, the summer season starting in full most likely meant that anything that hadn't sold well in spring would likely be on sale and a decent bargain.
As the small group arrived at Yoshida's, Kotori could that it too was popular among her peers - but the sight of the full shelves toward the back of the café did bring a small smile to her face for a brief while. Stepping over the threshold and entering the establishment proper, she gave a small bow in greeting toward the staff at the counter before glancing about the patrons already present. Most of them were sat at the tables and engrossed in the book of their choice, though some had come in pairs or more and were chatting with one another - though it was an unusual mix of atmospheres between a quiet library or bookstore and a lively café, it wasn't an unpleasant one, Kotori thought.
She was abruptly brought out of her reverie when Rui spoke up, addressing none of the three present in particular as he asked them their book preferences. "Huh? Oh, mystery a-ah, uhm, m-mostly..." Kotori said, with what almost might have passed for enthusiasm if it weren't for the usual quietness of her voice - at least until she seemed to stumble over her own words and trailed off. Whilst it was true that she did enjoy the excitement that mystery novels promised, she was also quiet partial to romance novels - but after a quick glance about, she realised that that probably wasn't going to be very interesting for the three boys and thus made her best attempt at not bringing it up even though she'd almost let it slip; silently congratulating herself on her quick thinking at avoiding any embarassment or awkwardness.
Though she did glance between the others, a slight curiosity as to their tastes in books not completely deniable, Kotori's gaze was almost inexorably drawn to the book shelves; her bespectacled eyes passing over the helpful signs that signified which genre any given section corresponded to. As it turned out, she was in luck when she found both sections she was looking for - but though her curiosity as to the selection of mystery novels was most definitely piqued, she hesitated to head over immediately for want of rudely dismissing the others' answers as to their taste in books.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Katsuro Takuma
Mirror World: Chapel of the Martyr - 22/7/2015 - Wednesday
Katsuro kept pace with the rest of the group, remaining completely silent as he took in the world around him. He had seen it before, and thought he had come to terms with it. He was half wrong, it still stunned him as he looked around, although he was able to compose himself in front of the others. When Rui had said that they were going back in, he had very nearly told him to fuck off.
A whole new world...they could learn so much from it. If only he could tell everyone about it...
That would be folly, of course. People would just exploit it. He would know that better than anyone. Idiot.
Katsuro shook his head, and looked around at the..church? Is that what it was? He had never been to one before, but all these strange symbols and pictures...it certainly looked like one, from what he had seen in books. What the hell was going on...
He was so occupied with what was going on around him, he fell behind slight and didnt hear the yelling straight away, but when he did, he almost tripped and fell, only managing to save himself at the last second. He ran to follow the others, reaching them to find...
"What the hell..."</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Seto: The First Step, Hyuga || July 22 WED
This was the third time Shizuka had entered the strange world unlike their own but no matter the number of trips she were to take, she figured it was something not easily adjustable to. Being on summer break, the maiden was dressed in one of her casual summer outfits, a simple, white summer dress with a baby blue ribbon around her waist matched with a pair of heeled sandals of similar shade as the ribbon.
Approaching the area with a seemingly deserted, traditional Japanese village which gave off a ghostly vibe about it, Shizuka gripped onto the metallic cosplay prop staff in anxiety. It seemed every time she was chosen as one of the party members, it just so happened that her party was to explore the unsettling areas. Was it a coincidence? Or were areas in the mirror dungeonsalways creepy?
Putting that thought aside, as Kami, their party leader, gave his order to his members, the younger teen hesitantly nodded in response. Searching alone in this sort of environment was not an option. Keeping that in mind while trying to be of help to the group, Shizuka kept in close distance to Sato, who was the most familiar to her among the group members, during the search. "I-It's awfully unsettling here, isn't it Hashimoto-senpai? Do you ever get used to this sort of dungeon environment?"</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Seto - Chapel of the Martyr
22/7/2015 - Wednesday@Takaru@I-Am-X@Vulkan@Letter Bee
"Wait!", as soon as he yelled the warning, Samuru was thrown back as a dark energy burst and rose from his shadowy self.
"I am the shadow, the true self", it spoke, the reverbating distortion in it's voice as it soon faded as the black energies enveloped it. Soon emerging from it, large wings and a devilish appearance, all while adorning parts of a priest's attire. Rui led his party to position themselves between Samuru and his shadow.
"We'll take care of this, just stay calm and stay put", he said, before turning back to the front.
"It looks mobile...", maybe even some magic. He looked around at his team, "Let's start with slowing it down then. Katsuro get on that. Akane and Kotori, standard. Megumi, run a scan on it", in short, what they always did, attack, and heal, respectively. Meanwhile Rui called forth Askr, pretty soon the whole party was enshrouded briefly by a green aura, signifying his use of Masukukaja.
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Seto - The First Step, Hyuga
22/7/2015 - Wednesday@Sen@Amaterasu@Reaper@Haru Nyan
As the party walked towards the village while chatting, Kami looked to the air upon hearing the cry of a hawk. Eventually Zeke would start circling the village and they soon found out why. As they reached what would be the village square they witnessed what looked like a pillar of mirror shards. As Kami stepped closer to it he could see glimpses of Warakuma, however there was a lot of farmland in all these glimpses, he only recognized it as Warakuma due to some old yet familiar locations.
"What is this...?", he pondered.
Ayano as the team's navigator is detecting a great source of power from it. However as soon as Kami took even a single step, away or towards it, it began to pulse, the floating and slowly hovering mirror shards began to speed up, swirling and spiraling until it began to form something, like a puzzle, except for a statue. As everyone backed away and positioned themselves, they beheld what appears to be the spitting image of an Oni, not some strange being like a shadow, this was... Strange, but it bellowed before raising it's spear, ready to attack.
"Alright... Shizuka, get the buffs, Sato hit it with magic, me and Jun will keep it busy", he ordered, summoning Zeus and starting the line of buffs with Marakukaja, before getting in there himself.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Seto: Chapel of the Martyr | Wednesday
Too late to stop the transformation, the group could do little more than watch as the shadows from every corner and crevice of the chapel seemed to darken before being drawn into the golden-eyed boy being charged by his other self - who was almost immediately flung back as the Shadow called out its nature. The darkness gathered around it, forming a pitch-black shell which, just moments later, was pierced by a red claw of sorts. Tearing its way out of the by now fading darkness surrounding it, the Shadow revealed itself in its transformed state - a red-skinned demon, clad in a rather odd-looking set of clothes. Horns sprouted in between its blond mane, claws formed where feet should be and from its back grew a set of leathery wings and boney arms ending in yet more wicked claws. A tail uncoiled itself out from beind the shadow, the pointed tip swishing through the air even as the Shadow's golden eyes locked onto the group.
Even having seen multiple such transformations up close before, Kotori still couldn't help but feel unsettled at this sight - to know that such a twisted creature seemed to lurk inside everyone served as a reminder that the same had been true of herself. But luckily, thanks to the efforts of her now fellow group members, she instead had Kikuri-Hime at her side - and together, they could help others in the same way. Rui, meanwhile, showed no such brief hesitations - instead, he was quick to order the group in between the shadow and its progenitor; leaving it little choice but to engage them if it wanted to get at its real target. As Rui and Akane took up the front line, much as usual, he gave out immediate orders - though knowing nothing of this Shadow's capabilities, there was little else to do but attempt the usual method of engagement.
Kotori gave a quick nod in agreement. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she kept her eyes on the Shadow even as Rui's Askr cast a spell upon the party. She could feel herself become lighter on her feet, every movement seemingly easier than just a moment ago - this would make both evading enemy attacks and landing one's own a little bit easier. Megumi was quick to respond to the request for a scan - likely having already begun even before Rui asked this of her - whilst Akane seemed only to pleased to have an opportunity to take down yet another large Shadow in order to rescue someone from their inner demons - literally. As Katsuro's persona, Giley Corey, was more adept at magical combat than up front fighting, he too took up position behind the other two in order to take the fight to the Shadow.
This left Kotori to find herself once more behind Rui and Akane as they would lead the attack. With so little yet known about this Shadow, she opted to stay put for the moment; prepared to cast a healing spell at a moment's notice rather than risk springing some unknown trap by going for a first strike and calling a lightning bolt down. As such, she closely watched any move the Shadow may make - whilst also being sure to keep an eye on the other three members of the group in case they needed healing.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Abandoned Warehouse
22/7/2015 - Wednesday
It was the usual drill, take the rescued to the hospital, Katsuro was taking care of that. They decided to speak about the Mirror World and what Kami had encountered later, it'd probably be best once everyone was here, plus they'd need to ask if Samuru was going to join. With that in mind, everyone headed home.
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???
22/7/2015, Thursday
Bee@Ryougu
TRACK: Poem of Everyone's Souls
As Samuru and Fubuki came to, they were greeted with a shadowed sight, the lighting for the room was rather dark, although it was clear this room had a lot of blue. Even the table they sat at had a blue hue to it. Inscribed in front of them was a number in Roman Numerals, representing their Arcana, and their seating seemed to be assigned in a related fashion along the long table.
The next thing they'd notice is that their clothes were different. Samuru found himself in a blue suit by how it felt, but it was not immediately recognizable as he wore a matching blue shoulder cape over it, it reminded him a little of priests, although this may be fitting all things considered. Fubuki found herself in a long dress with side cuts, and thigh high high heeled boots, as well as long dark blue gloves. There was a mysterious and sexy vibe to the entire outfit, almost a reminder of a particular character in a video game. Regardless, their attention would immediately be drawn to the very end of the table,
"Welcome, to the Velvet Room", he began. The long nose and wide, glaring eyes were a unnerving combination.
"This is a room that exists between dream and reality, mind, and matter. I am Igor, the host to this room, and this here is Henrietta", the woman standing beside him get a slow bow before he continued.
"I see the last of our guests have arrived... And none too soon", he said, pulling out a deck of tarot cards. He drew one, and held it up, facing Samuru.
"You have drawn, the Hierophant. Hmmmm... Judging by your character, it appears you are only growing into it. You have the potential to be wise, and logical, and give others guidance as you have been given yourself. I do hope to see this potential realized in your time here", slowly he placed the card back into the pile, before drawing yet another, and facing Fubuki.
"And you, the Tower. Often the Tower is the sign of forecoming doom and downfall as a result of one's own hubris, however it seems you have narrowly avoided such a fate. A fortunate turn of events wouldn't you say?", he neatly tucked the cards away as he raised a hand to Henrietta, who took this as a signal to walk around the table, handing both Fubuki and Samuru and unique key.
"With these keys, you can revisit this room whenever you like... Now, normally I would dismiss you both immediately after you have received it, but now that all guests have arrived..."
He slowly raised his hands, and clapped twice.
The Velvet Room
22/7/2015, Thursday
@Takaru@Letter Bee@I-Am-X@Haru Nyan@Amaterasu
@Ryougu@floodtalon@Reaper@Vulkan@EntertheHero
TRACK: Blues in the Velvet Room
The lights in the room began to brighten the place, everything became clearer, the music in the room changed, the look of the room changed from dark and mysterious to a majestic dining hall. The different shades of blue tastefully decorated with linings of gold. The silhouettes in the chairs were filled one by one, everyone who had been here before was now here, and pretty soon, every single chair at the table was filled. Even at the very end, a bird sat perched upon a stand, some would recognize it as Zeke, the hawk sparrow that had been helping the party. As soon as everyone had formed, it seems they were able to speak with one another, but only from the comforts of their chairs, it appeared they could not get out of their chairs, or at least yet.
"My my, it seems we have a very special guest here today too... Well then...
"Welcome, to the Velvet Room"</s>
<|message|>Samuru Amakusa
"I am honored, Mr. Igor," Samuru bowed a little. He didn't feel like someone who can give guidance to others, but he wanted to help, and so he will. Looking at the band of teenagers around him, some of whom he recognized, the young man felt...proud, proud that he had been basically appointed 'chaplain' of people who by rights were 'better' than him due to social rank and natural talent. But at the same time, he was humbled by the size of the responsbility placed upon his shoulders.
Turning towards Fubuki, Samuru gave a nod at his fair new partner, admiring her evident strength. Then he would wait for everyone else to speak.
@Sho Minazuki</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Shirohane Residence | Thursday, July 23 2015
As Kotori flipped another page in the math book before her, she had to suppress a yawn - and not for the first time that day. The reason for it was not boredom at the subject matter - she didn't mind finishing her summer holiday - but rather the fact that she hadn't really slept too well the night before. That in turn wasn't too surprising at this point, considering that the excitement - at least once everyone was back safe and sound - made for a rather terrible sleeping aid, leaving her to stay awake for hours on end on such days in the past. This time, however, Kotori's excitement had been tainted by guilt - even after she'd been reassured multiple times, Kotori couldn't help but worry about Shizuka who, as she'd found once when she'd returned, apparently suffered heavy attacks in this Seto place. Even knowing that she'd at least aided somewhat in the rescue of Samuru, Kotori still felt like she might have been able to prevent those events from transpiring - but either way, it didn't make for a good night's sleep.
With a sigh, Kotori put her pencil down and looked up from her books, stretching her arms upwards - only now noticing the slight ache that came with writing continuously for quite some time - before bringing them back to rub her eyes behind her glasses; the tiredness never quite having left them ever since she got up that morning. When she opened them again, however...
Kotori Shirohane - Velvet Room | Thursday
...Kotori found herself sitting at quite a different table indeed. Even though she knew she should be surprised at this inexplicable turn of events, Kotori felt oddly calm as she looked about the room. She recognised it immediately - even though it had been more than a month and a half - as the same place she'd awakened at following her kidnapping and subsequent awakening of her persona, Kikuri-Hime. This time, however, the room looked quite different. Where before it had held a dark and mysterious atmosphere, it was now revealed to be a splendid dining hall. In this new light, she could see the hall decorated in many complimenting shades of blue, highlighted by interwoven patterns in gold. As her eyes wandered back down toward the table, she found that all the other seats - one of them replaced by a perch for a bird to perch upon - were now occupied. Tut this time, not by shadowy silhouettes.
Instead, Kotori found herself at the table with everyone else who'd gotten involved with the mirror realm. However, instead than their school uniforms or even their casual clothes, they all were wearing rather more formal and fancy attire. It was only when she looked down that Kotori realised that this applied to herself too. Lifting her arms, she saw them clad in dark blue fingerless elbow gloves. Following the lines of her arms, she further found herself wearing a similarly blue jacket which ended in a long skirt of many large frills, alternating between blue and a pale yellow-gold colour. Where one colour was predominant, the other served as a decorative highlight. This too was true of the heeled shoes she found herself wearing, much in keeping with the rest of her clothes. Additionally, a large ribbon of the same pale golden yellow adorned the small of her back - whilst the same colour drew her attention upwards to a blue flower set in her long black hair, decorated further with another ribbon tied to it. Of course, given that she could clearly recognise all these things and the others sat at the table clearly told her that she was still wearing her glasses.
Rather than confusion or outright embarrassment at clad in such a fashionable outfit, Kotori merely felt a mild surprise - though that did not last for very long before a familiar voice spoke up. Drawing all eyes unto himself with his words, the strange man with his distinctly long nose and large eyes seemed quite pleased to finally have gathered everyone at the table. Henrietta, his assistant, remained impassive at his side as Igor addressed them all with his next words:
"Welcome, to the Velvet Room"
Kotori in return gave a polite bow as best she could whilst still seated. Though she still did really understand exactly what was going on, she couldn't help but feel like most questions would be answered very soon indeed and as such remained silent.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Fubuki Sayaka (Given Name: Sayaka)
Fubuki SayakaAbandoned Warehouse
23/7/2015, Thursday
Minazuki
"Err, hold up, who's joining what now?" Fubuki instantly returned as she was assumed to join. "You've got yourself a nice hideout and all, though I personnely wouldn't place a huge mirror in the middle of the room, but what is it you want me to join, now?" Confusion was written plainly on her face, being asked to join some odd group after intruding wasn't exactly common, to her. She seemed to ponder things a moment before grabbing a chair and sitting down casually, with confidence as if she owned the place.
"Why don't we sit down, and then you tell me exactly what it is you do here, and what I'm supposed to be joining?" Fubuki once again paused a moment, clearly expecting Rui to sit down. As she waited, she sized him up thoroughly. "You know, for a guy from a dream you don't actually seem all that dreamy, though I guess you wouldn't know about someone else's fever dreams."
Fubuki quickly realized how odd that sounded, and suddenly remembered a good chunk of ethics. Though she wasn't planning to act all proper and ladylike, she figured some pieces were still fairly relevant. "Ah, right. I know I botched the order on this one, but my name's Sayaka Fubuki. My mum always told me introductions are important, so there you go. So, what's yours and what is it you're trying to trick me into buying?"</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Velvet Room
Wednesday, July 22th, 2015
Ignoring Mako, as if he said nothing, Akane just simply glared at Igor until he decided to get to the point. She wasn't exactly a fan of forced summons. In time though, he finally started explaining the reasoning for them being there. To sum it all up, it was about them being able to use the Velvet Room however they like and being able to get stronger through Trials via 'Meals'. Calling 'trials' 'meals'? Talk about having no taste whatsoever. Cringing at her own bad pun.
Akane wasn't exactly against getting stronger, nothing wrong with leveling up in your favorite game, but she kind of figured the 'meeting' would've been more 'important'. 'Important' being some kind of dire or serious situation for them to solve. Now that would be worth her time. Well, for now, she'll keep these 'meals' in mind, just in case she has some free time.
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Abandoned Warehouse
Thursday, July 23rd, 2015
The next day was truly a strange event to be hold, and which event would that be, you may as? Akane actually showing up to the warehouse without a 'summons' via Rui text messaging. We all know how easily things can turn into a habit when done in repetition and without giving it much thought, she arrived at her destination. Usually, with school in session, she'd always go to the manga clubroom, draw and then head to the warehouse via usual summons.
But with it being summer break, it seems the warehouse was becoming something akin to a 2nd club room of sorts. Well, given the fact that a good number of members were also in the manga club together, no real surprise there. Anyways, Slung over her back was a black pull string bag, once again showing how unfeminine Akane is, and in it were her sketch book and drawing supplies. Inside the warehouse were 3 people; Rui, Kotori and another girl. It took her a moment to remember, Ah, latest kidnappe'. Well, she didn't know the girl at all and her dungeon wasn't exactly thrilling, so it'll be understandable that she wouldn't recall her, yea?
Well, Akane's reasoning aside, it was clear that she wasn't exactly interested in getting to know people better. That kind of thing just happens on its own, ya know? Like how the majority of the people just happen to be in the manga club. Moving on, Apparently, Ryan, Mako, Saki Sato and the Fanatic (Sumaru), whether or not he truly is a 'fanatic' matters not to her, arrived before her but decided to take a little trip to the mirror world together. She was tempted to go in after them, but the thought of being on the same team as Sumaru shut that thought down. Her and 'those' types (religious) just don't mix, so she'll pass.
Besides, she had some drawing to catch up on (no thanks to Igor's 'summons' last night) and couldn't exactly relax at her place lately, not with her dad's goons swarming the area. Sheesh, after since that 'incident' she just can't seem to get some peace at her own place. Normally, one would say 'Well, than just go talk to your father?' but if they actually knew who her father was and what he did for a living, I wonder what they'd say then? The man is too over-protective, no matter how many times I tell him 'I'm fine, so leave me alone already!' it's just in one ear and out the other with him.
Making her way past the new girl, Akane made her towards one of the chairs that Rui had just set up. She had assumed Rui already has smooth talked his way into recruiting yet another person to the team but that thought was shut down with the girls next line. Waiting for the girl to finish, Akane finally decided to say something. "If you don't even know that much, then why are you here exactly? This isn't exactly a place for tourists you know?" A part of her was tempted to 'escort' her out of the warehouse, but she resisted the irritation, that was building from the girl's personality, and refrained.
It was best to let Rui deal with this.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Shinichi Residence > Abandoned Warehouse
23/7/15
"I see. Well then, take a seat, and we'll talk", he gestured to the newly added table and chairs. As soon as they were seated in these cheap camp tables and chairs, with the odd old wooden chair, he began to speak.
"As you may know, we rescued you from... The other world. That wasn't a dream", shortly after rescuing Samuru they found yet another dungeon, though it had not developed and was merely a boss room much like Samuru. After that was over Fubuki accepted her shadow and became a member of the team. Rui went on to explain what they'd generally found out about these kidnappings and events, but based on how they found her, it seems she wandered into the world of her own accord.
There was one other person yet to be introduced, but it seems they were busy this beginning of summer break, but for now it was focused on Fubuki here.
"And so, since you've awoken to the power of Persona, we'd like you to help us, you don't have to do this, but I believe this power a responsibility", and that if any good can be done, they should, or rather, they're the only ones who can. Police or authorities would never believe the existence of another world.</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Seto, Hyuga, The First Step - Fields Trail
Thursday, July 23, 2015
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Mako exhaled shakily in the aftermath of Ryan's attack. Something had happened, for sure. He felt... energized. Extremely so. Like his superpowers had superpowers. He clenched a fist, grinning- this was gonna be good. He focused back on the enemy Shadow, dueling with both Ryan and the newbie's Persona, then turned back toward his allies.
"It doesn't look like Physical attacks are affecting it very much... Everyone! Stop attacking physically and switch to magic! Samuru, get your Persona out of the way- I'm about to take a swing!" After waiting a few seconds for Samuru to follow his instructions, he summoned Israfil again, grinning madly- this was gonna be good.
"Let's show this guy how it's done, Israfil! Burn him!!" As the Agidyne brewed underneath the enemy Shadow, Mako could already feel the heat from where he was standing. Hopefully everyone was far enough away. The effect of Ryan's ability was, quite literally, explosive- a massive column of flame erupted underneath the Shadow's feet, engulfing it in white-hot flame. Mako blinked in surprise, then smiled again.
"Nice... Ryan! Keep us posted on when you can do that again! We'll make an opening for you to strike when you can!"
@Letter Bee@floodtalon</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Abandoned Warehouse | Thursday
Following Rui's question whether she would join them, Fubuki's immediate reaction was one of confusion. Given that the only time she'd been present at a talk about joining the group was when it had been her own turn, Kotori was a little unsure whether this was a good or bad thing. Still, seeing as she was neither running away nor calling them crazy - not quite surprising, given that she'd already seen the Mirror World first hand - Fubuki did seem at least inclined to listen; asking Rui to sit down and explain it all in detail - and leading Kotori to blink in surprise at the sudden boldness of declaring him the boy of her dreams. Said surprise only lasted for a moment, however, before she realised that she was talking about the meeting in the Velvet Room earlier - if there was such a thing as 'earlier' in that place.
As Fubuki was introducing herself in turn, Kotori saw some movement out of the corner of her eye - which turned out to be Akane who was just entering the warehouse as well. "Ah, good day, Hanazawa-san," Kotori said with a quick bow as her classmate moved past the small assembly of people in order to take nearby seat. Following Fubuki's words, Akane's usual straight-forward ways made themselves known once more as she questioned Fubuki's reason for even showing up if she didn't know exactly what was going on. Fearing that her classmate's blunt honesty might come off as a little off-putting, Kotori tried to assuage any ire - at least, she would have if she'd known what to say. Instead, she glanced between Fubuki and Akane for a moment, her mouth opening as if to say something but finding no words before Rui spoke up instead.
Whilst the other three boys busied themselves with setting up another piece of furniture in the back of the warehouse, Rui led Fubuki over to a table surrounded by slightly worn chairs with Kotori following a small ways behind - and only now noticing the strange fact that there was a table where thin air had been just minutes prior. Or at least that's what it had felt like, given how easily she got lost in books and thus failed to notice how time passed. Standing a few steps away, she finally looked about - and realised that all the while she'd been engrossed in the story of the book she was still holding in her hands, the boys had already carried and set up a whole host of furniture.
With a nigh-inaudibly mumbled "S-sorry..." Kotori quickly moved over to one of the empty seats when she in turn realised that this also meant that she hadn't done the slightest thing to help them all throughout; her guilty conscience immediately making itself known as she sat down and overpowering any slight joy at having come up with much the same idea earlier, given that she hadn't gone and actually turned thought into action unlike them. Rui meanwhile had already begun explaining the situation to Fubuki, about how the Mirror World was indeed real - for a given measure of the word - and that with the awakening of her persona, she might be able to help others like they'd done for her.
As he finished, Kotori lifted her down-turned eyes to glance between the two from behind her glasses - and at Akane, who'd made herself comfortable in another chair as well. She wanted to say something to help Fubuki make up her mind - but seeing as she knew nothing more about both the Mirror World and the phenomenon of Personas, there was little more she could do but give an encouraging smile.
At least, that's what she tried - the result was more of a wry half-smile with an apologetic streak when her gaze was met with the sight of Kaminari, Tadao and Kazuki debating over the exact kind of screw that was supposed to be used on the piece they were working on.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Seto, Hyuga, The First Step - Fields Trail
Thursday, July 23, 2015
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Mako flinched upon being struck by the Shadow's Swift Strike attack, but only just. He had enough stamina that the attack wasn't going to slow him down much. Not that he'd have much more of an opportunity to use said stamina- apparently, Sato had cast some reflective spell on Ryan- as soon as the attack approached him, it suddenly rebounded directly into the Shadow's face, knocking it off its feet. Just afterward, Sato called for everyone to finish it off. Mako grinned maliciously, holding his hatchet at the ready. He could do that.
"Gotcha. Eat thermal shock, asshole!" shouted Mako, leaping into the fray with Agidyne, Bufudyne, and liberal applications of hatchet edge against tough (though not tough enough) Shadow flesh. As the dust settled, Mako forced himself to catch his breath, trying to keep his teammates in his range of vision, and the place where the Shadow once was. And might still be, if it somehow survived that last assault.
@floodtalon@Letter Bee</s>
<|message|>Samuru Amakusa
Samuru Amakusa
Zouchouten was on his last legs, and Samuru was glad his Persona was healed by the kinetic energy from physical attacks (or at least, that was what he thought was the mechanics behind 'Drain Physical'). He would then say:
"Shiro, Deathbound, now! Attack at the same time as the others!" He would then jump back once the command was implemented, sure that the combined attack was going to end the battle. Once said confirmation came, Samuru would look at Ryan, before saying, "Hopefully we get a new 'card' out of this. It might be interesting to have a non-physical means of attack, in order to enhance my Persona's ability to contribute to the battle."
@floodtalon@Sen@Sho Minazuki</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Seto - Hyuga, The First Step - Fields Trail, Bridge
23/7/15
@EnterTheHero@Sen@Letter Bee
TRACK: Keeper of Lust
The relentless assault as the finishing blow blew Zouchouten away as it shattered into mirror shards, every bit of it's being began to crumble away before simply shattering and scattering to the wind. The party began to hear words within their heads, was it this shadow's lingering thoughts...? Or that which had constituted it?
"The Great Leader's desire is ours! His faith is our faith... It seems mad... But we must believe...", relating to the cult...? Perhaps this truly was the correct path to take.
As soon as Zouchouten was defeated they could cross the bridge now, though upon reaching it's apex they spotted some cards laying on the ground, right around where Zouchouten had completely disappeared... Skill cards? They have interesting illustrations on them, though upon holding them, the four were able to understand what the cards had within and allowed them to do... Were these the cards referenced when they were in the Velvet Room? Only one way to check, and that was enter and ask.
"Good work everyone. I'm sensing the sign up ahead has a connection to the village... Could you confirm? I think by using it, it should let you travel to and from the village", Ayano noted.
Upon reaching it and touching the signpost, it is as they had been told... They could clearly visualize the village, and once they tapped into that image they were suddenly back in the village square... Now was a good time as any to stop for the day.</s>
<|message|>Samuru Amakusa
Samuru Amakusa
Samuru would take a Skill Card that portrayed a blast of brilliant light damage, and as he put it in his pocket, realize that he now had the means of magical attack that he had asked for earlier. After hearing Ayano's voice, the young man would nod, then walk towards the signpost, touching it. Jolting slightly at the surprisingly vivid image in his head, Samuru then concentrated, and a few seconds later, he was back in the village.
Looking behind him, the young man would say, "So, want to go back to the warehouse; report to Rui what we've found?" Then, turning to Sato, Samuru would continue, "You kept a cool head, even when I was...less than helpful. Sato Hashimoto, I have a lot to learn from you."
Then, to Mako and Ryan, he spoke, "You two were awesome as well, and I must admit to feeling some envy of your skills and ferocity, the latter which I cannot match. I hope to be your support and defense in the future, if you are both willing."
@floodtalon@Sen@Sho Minazuki</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Abandoned Warehouse
29/7/15
It's been around a week since summer break had begun, besides the odd venture into the mirror world to investigate Seto, it's mostly just been people showing up to the warehouse like some commons before heading home for the night. Here Rui was sitting with Kami and Kazuki who both happened to be in today. The three were mostly just discussing moving further into Seto, which they would do soon, seems they were nearing the end of the fields that Ryan, Mako, Samuru and Sato headed into. The fields were theirs now, but a barrier blocked the way into what looked like a fishing village just beyond a small forest.
Though the serious talk was broken up by Tadao who had entered.
"I see you're all hard at work",
"Yes, I deign we should clear Seto quickly, figure out where the cult leader is. My suspicion is he's somehow holed up on there, as everyone here has agreed that this is likely. The demons we faced all noted to protecting him, and were likely some of his subjects too", which had a lot of implications, considering the forms they ended up taking, if these were actual people that is. The mirror world held mostly manifestations of the abstract, so perhaps it wasn't as grim as suggested.
"Yes, and I've heard that the other day I was here. In short the barrier to the next area has yet to open?", everyone sat silent, yes this was true.
"Well, then that's perfect. I'm sure you're all exhausted from wracking your brains over this... So I'd like you all to enjoy your time as students. I'm working a regular job here in Warakuma, so I can't take a break. I can't take advantage of the fact that a new beach is opening not far from here. They finished the railwork to get there. I suggest you three take everyone down there for a day or two",
"'Enjoy our time as students' hm? While we have a menace on hand?",
"I think it'd be good. Kami here has been investigating non-stop and the small progress recently seems to be taking a toll".
"In... Indeed. Yeah... Though I'm not sure if I can even relax at this point. Maybe it is best I give it a try",
"And there's you answer... Tell everyone at your leisure. I'll pay for the trip. Just bring me back a souvenir okay? I hear this beach is right on a small village, so maybe some local specialties", and with that, Tadao was off. He seemed rather pleased with himself.
So it was decided... They were going to take a break, and head on to the beach.
"Hmmm... I guess the weekend will be good", Rui mused to himself, before the three got to sending everyone a message on their plans.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Shirohane Flowershop | Wednesday, July 29 2015
"Thank you very much," Kotori said as she gave a bow to the departing customer. As usual around this time of the year, the old man from down the street had come to pick up a bouquet of his wife's favourite flowers - a gesture that put a small smile on Kotori's face every year. Such events always did help make up for her ever-present dislike of standing at the counter of her family's flowershop - no matter how often she helped her mother out, her nervousness never could quite be abated. For that reason, she much preferred to be in the back room, watering the flowers, setting up new arrangements or getting the deliveries ready - but her mother had a knack of leaving her out front with the oddest smile as she busied herself otherwise. Kotori did occasionally wonder if her mother enjoyed seeing her fretting about whenever a stranger walked in - or, worse yet, a familiar face such as a fellow student.
Still, it had been a mostly quiet morning - unsurprisingly, given the propensity of families to go on trips, visit relatives or otherwise find themselves preoccupied elsewhere. There had only been a few visitors and a couple more passers-by who had taken a look at the vibrant display in the shop windows - a notion that made Kotori at least a little bit happy, seeing as she'd helped set them out. Coupled with the summery temperatures, she'd found her mind wandering more than a few times whilst she busied herself with tending to the flowers about the shop between visitors - mostly towards the novel that she'd picked up the day before from the library, but also what little that had been learned from the occasional foray into the Mirror World over the past few days.
Kotori was umming and ahhing over whether to turn a pot of chrysanthemums just that little bit more to the left or the right to put them in the best view when a sudden noise almost made her jump - even though she'd heard it quite a few times in recent weeks, she still was rather unused to the ringing of her own phone whenever she received a message. Looking up to make sure that she wouldn't be bothering any customer if she quickly checked her phone - and immediately regretting it when she saw the smiling face of the next door neighbour walking by outside, undoubtedly having seen her little display just now. With more than a little embarassment, Kotori quickly checked to see what exactly the message was about.
Her embarrasment almost immediately turned to worry when she saw from whom it was. A message from Rui usually meant another visit to the Mirror World was soon in order - whether to explore and understand that strange place or, worse yet, because someone had been kidnapped and forced into it. Almost hesitantly, Kotori checked the message - and found her worry turning into relief just a moment later when she realised that, for once, it was not a roundup call for an upcoming exploration of the Mirror World. This relief, however, was in turn quickly replaced by a slight confusion as she read on. As it turned out, it was a call for meeting indeed - but at quite a different place instead.
Kotori blinked in surprise, her brow furrowed above her glasses at the mention of a trip to the beach, courtesy of Tadao. Apparently, he wanted everyone to take a day off together as a sort of reward of rest for the continued endeavours in the Mirror World - and leaving Kotori feeling a little guilty as she wondered if she could just accept such a gift when she hadn't been part of the team for as long as some of the others or even been on every trip since then.
"Something interesting happen?" her mother's voice suddenly asked from behind her, leading Kotori to jump in fright for a second time in as many minutes and spin around to see her mother's wide smile - evidently, she was more than pleased with the reaction she'd just elicited. "Ah, just a few of my... friends are going to, well, the beach this weekend," Kotori said, glancing between the phone that she'd pressed close to her chest in her sudden surprise and her mother as she spoke. As she did, she could practically see her face light up in delight. "Oh, that's wonderful! When are you going? Does your swimsuit still fit you? Ah, that reminds me..."
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Kotori blinked stupendously when she found herself standing outside the shop less than five minutes later, relieved of the green apron she wore whenever she helped out and instead clasping a shopping bag, some money and an absolute order to not return until she had everything she might need for a trip to the beach. Turning to look back, her mother gave her a beaming smile as she enthusiastically waved her off - leaving Kotori with no choice but to head off toward Ferrero Mall.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Train Terminal || August 1 SAT: Morning
"A pleasant morning to you!" A familiar feminine voice called out to the group of teens who stood around the entrance to the ticket area. With a slight wave of her hand, Shizuka greeted her peers who were present at the moment. The girl wore a straw hat, a must for any beach outing, white loose blouse with a mid-length, pleated sky blue skirt. For the daughter of a fashion designer, it almost came natural to her to stay in trend with the season's wardrobe. ...Or so everyone thought.
"I-I do apologize for my slight tardy to the meeting time! I've originally intended to bring my sailor uniform themed swim wear as a form of cosplay bu-but mother upon hearing of it advised against it. Somewhere along the lines of men with peculiar tastes...?" Slightly tilting her head in confusion at the explanation given by her mother, she shakes her head to put away thoughts of potential reasons. Remembering what she had brought along for the group, the freshman lifts the basket in her possession for the others to see. "Oh! For the short trip on the train, I brought some sandwiches and tea as snacks!"
At the corner of her eye, Shizuka noticed a silver haired boy watching the group from behind a trash bin. Wondering if he were a new member of their group, since she had not personally met him, the teen simply waved at him. "Hello, are you part of our group?"</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Train Terminal
Saturday
1/8/15
As Rui was looking around to new arrivals, greeting them as appropriate, he noticed a figure in the distance. It stood out not only because it was not moving like the few other people who were in the street at this hour, but also because there were so few people at this hour, so anyone would stand out doing anything even slightly odd. He waved over to the person over there, having recognized who it was. The last time Rui saw him was at the hospital with his usual offer, the boy's name was Kanna Watanabe, whom they had rescued shortly after Samuru's rescue, though his acceptance seemed to require him more thought.
Before the boy could speak however, Shizuka had appeared, and then approached Kanna asking him.
"Ah, yeah he is. You weren't in the group that rescued him that's right... This is Kanna, I sent him a message about the beach trip if he wanted to come and...", Rui examined the boy. He was in gear. He seemed more eager for this than he let on it seems...
"And he seems quite ready", he added. He would press to see if Kanna had decided to join them as a Persona user or not, but this time and setting was not appropriate. After all they were here to just have fun, and it should just be that, a bunch of highschool kids enjoying the summer.
"Well, anyways, are we waiting on anyone...?", he pondered.</s>
<|message|>Kanna Watanabe
Kanna Watanabe-- August 1st, 2015 || Morning || Warakuma Train Terminal --
Kanna couldn't help but twitch as an almost overly feminine sounding voice had to be talking to him. Only slightly embarrassed that he had been spotted hiding behind what most use to throw away trash, Kanna felt his pale cheeks turn pink as he slid from behind the trash can and nodded quickly. As he saw Rui waving to him, a small smile formed on his face as he proceeded to take a spot beside the other, almost hiding behind him.
"I-It's nice to meet you all..." The teen mumbled before looking up at Rui. "I didn't want to be unprepared...so..." Kanna trailed off as he scratched the back of his head. Of course he was a bit shy due to how many strangers were coming along with them, but maybe he was little too paranoid, as he had yet to move from Rui's side. He watched quietly as the others interacted with each other, his navy blue eyes never staying too long on one person. They all seemed to know each other for a while, based on how they were interacting, and there were a few that he recognized as upperclassmen from school which made Kanna feel even more out of place.
Kanna rubbed his covered up arm for a moment before looking at Rui.
"You think, more people are going to show up, Senpai?" Kanna questioned, tilting his head in the process.</s>
<|message|>Matthew Harvester
Matthew Harvester ||
Life is all but a blur, ever since the too close for comfort exam scores (no thanks to the flunked japanese part) Matthew had all but seemingly vanished from the setting as his days were spent either working or hanging around, with the occasional visit to the clubroom to look after and even expand on the range of plants around, no matter what it seems as though that place had become a form of sanctuary for him. The latest edition looked as if it was Myostis.
Matthew had all but grown complacent as if he had forgotten about something important, though no matter if he thought on it, it was all a blur. That was until he received a message.
"Well I guess I should go"
The comfiest of beds || 01 Aug 15
*Bzzz BZZZ* "SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY" the mixture of alarms and yelling filled the once quiet room as a phone was tossed across the room. The one who threw the phone contemplated getting back into bed before he saw the time on the clock,
"Oh hell no I slept in, gotta go" As the anger turned into panic the boy quickly tried to dress in the clothes prepared, almost ripping them from the rush in the process.
In the blitzed rush Matt was finally somehow was ready, and without double checking his prepacked bag he ran off out of his room…. Well nearly, as he tripped over his chair slamming the head into the door almost breaking the sunglasses sitting attop.
"Owowowowow damn it does nothing ever go right" Matt complained as he finally left for the meetup point.
Train terminal || 01 Aug 15
Running flat out towards the train terminal Matt was glad he decided to wear the runners there and leave the flip flops in the bag for later….probably.
Eventually he arrived, though he was late, while panting for breath Matt spoke up.
"Sorry…. I'm… late.. Woke up late" he quickly recovered back to normal and continued "seems i woke up late again ahahaha but I still made it so that's all that counts at the end" awkwardly laughing he finally looked around the group until he went slightly red and avoided the gaze of someone.
Matt himself wore a grey tank top under an open white and blue over shirt, with his shorts already being his swimmers that were almost flashy with all the different types of blues and purples displayed.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Train Terminal | Saturday - Morning
Kotori was plenty busy with keeping her eyes glued to the ground - enough so to not notice another figure approaching but staying at a distance for now. As Sato finished up with the sunblock and thanked her for it, Kotori glanced back up, peering throug her glasses just past the brim of her sunhat. "Uhm, y-you're welcome," she said, more quietly than before - only to then look on in slight confusion when Sato seemed perturbed about something else. "Eh?" Unsure if he was directing those muttered words at her or himself, Kotori was unsure how to react - but luckily, this decision was taken out of her hands when another familiar voice spoke up.
Kotori was not unpleased that Shizuka unwittingly acted as a distraction. Turning around, she saw her fellow Agriculture Club member waving as she approached and gave a bow in return. "Ah, good morning, Otonashi-san," Kotori said as Shizuka apologised for her belated arrival. Thankfully though it would be of little matter, given that Rui had scheduled the meeting time well in advance of the train's departure. As she explained her reason though, Kotori blinked in slight confusion - before coming to the conclusion that Shizuka's mother was just looking out for her daughter and thus wouldn't want her attracting unwanted attention at the beach. After all, that would be rather embarassing.
As Shizuka went on to present the basket in her hands as full of snacks for the trip, Kotori gave a small smile - she had in fact wondered if she should perhaps prepare something to bring along, but ultimately decided against it. After all, she didn't really know the others' tastes and wouldn't want them having to eat something they didn't like - or worse, pretend to like it. But seeing as Shizuka was evidently more confident in such matters, Kotori was glad to see that no one would have to go hungry. A slight confusion came over Kotori's face when Shizuka turned aside and addressed someone - only now, as she followed the younger girl's gaze, did she too notice the boy by the trashbin.
The first to speak up at Shizuka's question was Rui rather than the boy himself. Rui explained that Kanna was the latest member to join the team, courtesy of being the subject of yet another Mirror World rescue. As her thoughts wandered to that place, Kotori's mood visibly dimmed - but only for a moment before she shook her head and almost succeeded at putting said thoughts aside for the moment. Kanna, having taken the opportunity to approach the group, confirmed Ruis words with his own introduction - albeit a little hesitantly, seeming a little ill at ease. Kotori couldn't blame him - she doubted that she'd be holding up half as well if she had to meet with such a large group of what were essentially strangers if she were in his shoes. As such, she tried her best to be welcoming as she gave a bow: "Good morning," she said, though the accompanying attempt at a smile did not exactly end up quite as encouraging as she may have imagined in her head.
As Rui asked whether everyone was present and accounted for, Kotori looked around the group and counted them off. Without knowing who was expected to still show up, however, this number did her little good. Almost as if in response to Kanna's question, the sound of someone approaching at running speed could be heard - the source of which, as it turned out, was yet another familiar face in the form of Matthew. Seeing both of her fellow club members gathered, even as one apologised for his arrival time between barely caught breaths, brought a small smile to Kotori's face - the strange distance between the two had been a source of worry for quite some time now. "Good morning, Harvester-senpai," she said, giving a bow as she did.
Unfortunately, the hint of a smile slowly died down and turned into a far more familiar worried frown when she noticed that both Matthew and Shizuka seemed oddly preoccupied with anything that was not each other.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Samuru Amakusa
Samuru Amakusa
Samuru breathed in relief at Kanna's positive reaction to his offer of friendship. Now to try and not flub this up with social anxiety born from long years of hiding who he really was. "In response to what you said about what you've been through; we've all undergone a lot; that's what we all have in common. Not to say we're all friends or anything; I'm...inexperienced at friendship and I'm also a newbie at that, but we all get along so far. We are not a true Nakama yet, and we probably will go our seperate ways once this is over, but we're united to find out the mystery behind this whole affair." He tilted his head slightly away. "Or at least, that's the ideal state."
"But I'm getting ahead of myself; let's go seek out Rui." And with that, a few pastel-strokes finished the average-quality picture of the blue sky, sea, and shore, and Samuru got up to look for Rui, gesturing to Kanna to follow him.
He would slowly backtrack to where they had last seen the high schooler; the shops closest to the train station. As he did so, carefully making sure Kanna wasn't far behind, Samuru would have an idle thought: We really aren't a Nakama, more a loose coalition.
The components of the coalition were Rui and his two friends, Megumi and Kazuki. This triumvirate was the nucleus that kept everyone together. Next were the romantic pairings; Mako and Sato - those two were braver than he was - and Shizuka and Matthew. There was also Kotori and another girl, that bloodthirsty chick who had helped fight his Shadow. Then came Ryan Chideta, the introverted outlier whose bond with the others wasn't as deep as Rui and the nucleus, and now, him and Kanna, the two newbies among newbies. Do not forget the ones we keep shedding along the way; the ones who keep vanishing into the ether after a while.
Snapping out of his thoughts, Samuru looked around for Rui once more, before turning to Kanna; hopefully, the two would be relatively alone. He would then say, "Kanna, I have to tell you something. Something that might be useful in preparing you for the danger to come, and something that provides another reason for us to come to Rui, get to know him better, and thank him with a gift."
He then continued, "The Star of the Tarot and The Heirophant; those are our cards. The Star symbolizes hope, renewal, and spirituality and the reverse stands for despair, discouragement, and loss of faith. The Heirophant, meanwhile, embodies religion, group identification, conformity, tradition and beliefs. Some of those are ugly things, but counterbalanced by the reverse, which stands for overcoming restrictions and questioning how things are."
Samuru looked around even more, fear entering his expression. He had to choose his next words carefully, "And how things are right now...they aren't bad, but I have cause to fear. As I said before, we are not a true Nakama yet. And there are people who were rescued, joined us, and then vanished into thin air. We might be mistaken for that; we might even really be that. But point is, we're not truly accepted. Not merely that but - and I hope not to be accused of treason for this - we are not all one unit. We aren't as 'deep' as we could be." He then clasped his right fist to his chest, a gesture of affirmation, and continued, "And I want to change that. In fact, instead of moaning, I will prove that group identity can be a good thing as well."
A smile. "And, to be honest, I will need Rui for that, and also you. So do not vanish, Kanna-kun."
And with that, Samuru headed back to the changing stations, confident that no one had heard his mini-speech. There, he might find Rui, who perhaps had not have left the place at all. Waving his hand at the younger but wiser student, Samuru would say: "Hello, Rui-san; a moment of your time? Basically, we'd like to ask; are you doing anything? If so, can we join in?" He smiled widely.
"I've also been thinking that we should have a mini-party; we're here for a day or two, right? What about having the party be the climax of that? With cake slices and ice cream and pasta and sushi and seaweed dishes; if they have any." He then thought that Rui and his friends may have planned that already. "But it's okay if we weren't the first ones to think about it." He rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.
"Seriously, though, something to bind all of us together would be great. Oh, and perhaps a gift exchange?"
Minazuki@Tenma Tendo</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Sadaomi Beach
Saturday
1/8/15
"I don't think that will be necessary", before anyone could properly be off to look for him he was back, changed into his swimming trunks with an open shirt, wearing shades. He adjusted them before continuing,
"I am here now after all. And a party sounds nice, though don't think too hard about what to do, just have fun", clearly he was already having fun. He was still holding his bags, so one could guess that Kazuki and Megumi still had yet to set up their spot... Is what one would usually think. In not long, Kazuki was rearing up from around the corner at the other end, looking like he had run from something,
"Ugh... Hm? Oh you guys, if you head that way you'll find me and Megumi had set up a spot... Anyways I'm going to... Get lunch. Don't mind me", with that Kazuki was off, walking at a rather brisk pace.
"Hm. A little strange, but let's get going. By the way, if you want the changerooms they're a short walk on the beach towards the station", and with that he was headed off to put his stuff down so that he was free to do other things.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Sadaomi Beach | Saturday - Morning
As it turned out, the object of Samuru's and Kanna's little discussion - which Kotori had reluctantly stepped away from, giving politeness the edge over curiosity when it came to accidental eavesdropping - was not far away indeed. Glancing about, Kotori saw Rui stepping out from the changing room, the final one to join the others in his own beach-wear. With everyone thus accounted for, Kotori's attention turned back to the beach that stretched out before them as she peered out from beneath the rather low-held brim of her sunhat in search of the two Shoujin High students that had gone off to find a suitable spot to put down the bags. Shifting the strap slung over her shoulder, Kotori wasn't exactly opposed to no longer having to actually carry her around.
Incidentally, she soon spotted at least one of them - a sight which furrowed her brow in slight confusion when she realised that Kazuki was both going at a rather speedy pace and, judging by his breathing, had been doing so - or more - for quite a distance. As he drew closer, he only now seemed to actually spot the group strewn about the immediate vicinity of the changing rooms - and seemed a little preoccupied as he pointed to where he'd just come from, letting them know that Megumi and he had indeed found a good place before heading on with no break in his pace. The confusion on Kotori's face was not hard to read - at least, if one stood close enough to see beneath her hat - as her eyes followed Kazuki on his way onward for a few moments more. After that, she shook her head briefly and decided to simply take him by his word and assume that he was just hungry, rather than suspect some strange ongoings to have taken place.
Either way, the fact that there would be somewhere to keep their bags was not an unwelcome one - and Kotori turned to head in the direction that Kazuki had pointed; finding herself to not be the only one doing so when Rui too began walking. However, before she got more than a few steps, Kotori looked back when she realised that perhaps not everyone had actually heard the brief exchange or noticed Kazuki's return and subsequent departure. Samuru and Kanna had surely been right there, so Kotori's gaze turned to the others - but skipped over both Sato and Mako as well as Shizuka and Matt when she realised how awkward she'd feel if she walked up to them and perhaps interrupted either par's time on the beach. She still couldn't help an inaudible sigh escaping her lips when she realised that it was much the same reason that she hadn't been really been able to do anything to help the latter couple return to the more light-hearted mood that they'd been just a few weeks ago.
However, once she cleared that thought from her mind too, there was still one member of the group unaccounted for, Kotori realised. Sitting a little ways off, Ryan was evidently already enjoying the feel of the ocean lapping at his feet - but in doing so, Kotori wasn't sure if he'd heard that they were going to head on over to the spot that Megumi was occupying by herself now. Glancing back to Rui, who was going ahead already, Kotori stopped in her tracks - and then headed back, walking up to the younger boy. It was only once she got closer though that it occurred to her that she hadn't really spoken much to him before - or, as she noticed upon looking past her sunhat, seen him without anything covering the telltale discolorations of scars, faded though they may be.
Kotori's steps faltered at the sight as she brought a hand to her own chest - though she couldn't help her curiosity being piqued, the topic of scars and how one might have gotten them was not a topic she would want to be approached about. As such, she afforded him much the same courtesy - even if she felt some measure of sympathy, given that Ryan did not have the fortune of being able to hide his own scars.
"Uhm... Chideta-san?" Kotori said, her voice as quiet as ever as she quickly glanced back to make sure she didn't lose sight of the others as they went on ahead. "S-sorry to bother you, but, uhm, M-Morinaka-san just came by, so..." she said, her voice trailing off with every word, whilst keeping her eyes firmly on the ground somewhere in front of her; only hesitantly looking up to see if Ryan had even heard her - and then making a vague gesture toward where Rui and the others were heading in order to finish her sentence. She remained standing somewhat awkwardly for a moment, glancing between them and Ryan as she waited for a response - before then turning to follow the others to wherever it was that Megumi was waiting, albeit at a slight distance.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Sadaomi Beach | Saturday - Morning
Thankfully, it turned out that Kotori hadn't disturbed Ryan - at least not too much, seeing as he stated his gratitude rather than annoyance for noting the rather hasty passing of Kazuki to him. As she turned to follow Rui, she glanced back to also see Ryan lift himself out of the sand - and then looking about to make sure that no one else would find themselves missing everyone else. Samuru and Kanna were already heading in the same direction - which still left two pairs. Kotori spotted Mako and Sato a little ways off, the two having returned from a brief icecream-laden trip unbeknownst to her. She was a little torn between not wanting to interrupt anything and not wanting to leave anyone behind and thus gave a half-hearted wave which she hoped would yet simultaneously would not catch the attention of either of the two in order to direct toward the same place everyone else was already heading.
Once that was done, Kotori glanced about in search of the final two members of the group - and soon enough spotted both Shizuka and Matt; neither too far off. Still, even at a distance Kotori could feel the odd awkwardness that had been haunting them; unknowingly slowing her steps as a small frown appeared on her face. The wave she gave the two was even less spirited than the one that had been directed at the two boys - even as she tried to hide her unhappiness at seeing her two clubmates unhappy in turn with a smile that , at a distance, would hopefully not like quite as wry as it was.
With her own worries over anyone in the group losing sight of one another thus assuaged, Kotori turned her gaze forward once more. An inaudible sigh escaped her lips even as she adjusted her glasses that were resting just a little bit out of their most comfortable resting place from the constant looking about. She'd lost count how often she tried to tell herself not to worry too much about Shizuka and Matt since having asked Rui for advice on the topic - hypothetically, of course. Lifting her head slightly so that she could peek out from beneath the brim of her sunhat, she saw him a bit further ahead - as ever leading the whole group, even if, thankfully, it was merely to a particular spot on the beach rather than the unknown depth of the Mirror World. Either way, he never seemed to run out of confidence, Kotori mused.
Any further thoughts though were quickly interrupted when she noticed that Rui was greeting someone a little up ahead - who turned out to be Megumi, standing all alone in the shade of a few rocks. She seemed a little bit miffed as she stood there with her arms crossed, seemingly muttering to herself before noticing the new arrivals. Unfortunately, Kotori was just a bit too far away to catch Megumi's words before she had already turned to greet Rui and everyone else as they arrived after him. As Kotori drew closer, she gave a quick bow in greeting to Megumi, even though they'd only been separated for a few minutes, before turning to look about the immediate vicinity.
Indeed, it was quite a nice spot - the shade provided by the rocks alleviated her worries about getting too sunburnt even in spit of her various precautions. Meanwhile, they weren't too far off from the water which was lapping at the beach in lazy waves - the ocean looked rather inviting indeed. Of course, no part of the beach was particularly secluded in this weather - and as she looked around, Kotori could see multiple other people, whether alone or in groups, having set up as well. Some had simply spread out a towel whilst other had brought or rented sunchairs and beach umbrellas. Not too far off, she could even see a small group of teenagers engaging in a game of beach volleyball on a makeshift court.
Rui's voice drew Kotori out of her inspections as he reminded those present that they could get changed if they still needed to - a sentiment which prompted Kotori to look down at herself and the light summer jacket she was wearing over her swimsuit - and that they could decide on what to do once everyone was ready. For a moment she contemplated whether she really needed to wear the pale yellow jacket - but quickly decided to keep it on for the moment, seeing as she was going to be waiting here until everyone was ready; nodding to herself briefly as she convinced herself that she'd need the jacket just in case the wind suddenly picked up or the shade was unusually cool as she slid her beach bag off of her shoulder.
Seeing as there was still a little while to wait, Kotori reached into the bag to retrieve a simple white towel and spread it out in the shade provided by the rocks before - with at least a small measure of relief - taking a seat thereupon; glad to take a moment's rest after the short walk with the bag on her shoulder. "Ah", she said as she peeked back into the bag, "Uhm, if anyone needs a spare towel... o-or some sunblock..." Her voice grew ever more quiet as she produced the items in question from the bag - and in turn drew the attention of anyone who'd actually heard her. For a moment, she remained seated on her own towel, somewhat awkwardly holding the spares in hand - before quickly stashing them away.
However, Kotori's empty hands only remained still for a few seconds before she found herself playing with the hem of her jacket whilst she glanced about from beneath the sunhat that still rested atop her head even in the shade. Knowing that she probably wouldn't be able to calm her fingers if she didn't find some sort of occupation, Kotori reached back into her beach bag - before withdrawing the book that she'd already started reading the train ride here. Looking up once more, she made sure that she wouldn't accidentally appear to be ignoring anyone approaching - before opening the book the page where she'e left off before; intent on continuing her reading - at least until everyone else had arrived and gotten themselves ready.</s>
<|message|>Samuru Amakusa
Samuru Amakusa
So...should he suggest the party once more, or just contemplate his navels? Or maybe he should just lay down a mat, spread some sunscreen over himself, and rest underneath the shade of an umbrella while putting on sunglasses? Yes, he had those. Or he can wait for Kanna to do something.
Oh, Lord, Kanna. Samuru had been so focused on himself that he had forgotten that he had scared a little kid out of his mind! Looking at the albino boy, the older teen actually looked ashamed of himself as he asked, "So, Kanna-kun, how are you feeling right now? And, uh...sorry for scaring you earlier."
A thought, as Samuru brought out his pastels and sketchpad from his bag once more and spoke, "I shouldn't have dumped all my worries on you like that. So..." he brought sandwiches and water from his pack, taking them out from a seperate compartment than his art supplies, "Why don't we eat?"
If Kanna accepted his offer, Samuru would wave Rui over as well, asking, "Hey, want to have a snack with us as well while we wait for the others? After all, even Glorious Leaders need some time for themselves!" He gave a slight smirk.
Minazuki@Tenma Tendo@Takaru</s>
<|message|>Kanna Watanabe
Kanna Watanabe-- August 1st, 2015 || Morning || Sadaomi Beach --
The white boy hurried over to Rui and his friend Megumi, only letting his facial expression drop once he knew he was far enough away from Samuru that he wouldn't notice the sudden change. Despite how hot it was outside and that he was also wearing a hoodie, Kanna felt a little cold. He did manage to put on a brave face in front of the dark haired teen, but there was definitely strain hidden under the shaded features his hoodie graced him with. Samuru was being nice and patient with him, but he flat out said that they weren't really friends. It was heartbreaking to say the least, and made the boy honestly want to cry, but he knew that if he did that, it would probably only guilt trip Samuru into lying to make him feel better. Kanna couldn't help but feel a little alone at this point. He was at the beach, with mostly strangers, if not acquaintances, that he could barely even talk to without stuttering or shying away...he felt so alone.
Kanna placed his hands into his pockets and slowed down to a steady walk once he was close enough, fiddling with his brother's picture in his...Kanna came to stop, sliding under the shade for a quick second to give his skin a break...or at least, that's what he made himself think to hide the panic that the picture that he was almost positive he left in his hoodie pocket mere minutes ago was now gone. Kanna felt like he was about to physically be sick. His hands started to shake and he could hear his heart beating in his ears.
He almost didn't notice Kotori taking a spot in the shade near him, as he was checking his pockets three times over. Nothing...nothing. Nothing... It was only when the older girl spoke up, that Kanna physically flinched and lowered his head. Geez, why did he always get like this? Kotori isn't scary...she's nice...she's nice...she's...n-nice. Kanna took a deep breath and shook his head before looking around where he was sitting. Nothing again. Kanna was once the verge of a panic attack as he started to scratch his arms under his sleeves. It wasn't like he could ask any of them for help either after what Samuru told him, so what?
Wh-Where could it be?
What should he do?
Kanna drew a complete blank until Samuru's voice cut through his hazy mind, causing him to look up so fast, he could have snapped his neck off if he put any more force into it. The other wanted to know how he was feeling, huh...he was apologetic for scaring him, huh...while the apology was very sweet, Kanna wasn't in the right mindset to speak rationally about anything. So instead of answering the dark haired male, Kanna's eyes went back to Kotori of all people, hoping she could help him, before lowering his head and pulling his knees up to rest his head on them. He didn't want to appear rude to Samuru, but he had no idea how to ask for help from those that might never be his friends...</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Sadaomi Beach | Saturday - Morning
From where she was sitting, Kotori could see that Samuru seemed to be getting along quite fine - alternating between Kanna and Rui as he spoke with little hesitation about plans for the day and whatnot. He certainly seemed to warm up to everyone a lot quicker than she'd done back when she'd first become part of the group - which was a good thing, as she didn't wish that awkward discomfort upon anyone else. Rui, of course, took things in his stride - but the same couldn't quite be said for Kanna, Kotori noticed when the younger boy briefly flinched as she addressed anyone in earshot - which wasn't very far, considering how quiet her voice was - to offer a towel or sun-block should they need it.
Not having meant to bother anyone, Kotori quickly thought whether she should apologise - or if speaking up would just be even more annoying. It was only after a moment of inconclusive internal debate that she would glance over to Kanna - and then notice how suddenly his eyes would latch onto Samuru when the older boy quietly addressed him. Trying not to pry, Kotori was just about to look away - when Kanna, instead of answering, turned his eyes over to her. A silent moment passed - and then he turned to instead put place his head upon his closely-held knees; a rather dejected sight that made Kotori blink in confusion. With no idea what was going on, Kotori in turned glanced between Kanna and Samuru - unbeknownst to her, in much the same dilemma of not knowing what to say or do as one of the other two.
As she did so, Kotori briefly wondered about the cause for such a thing - it didn't seem like something that someone who was comfortable would be doing. Was he perhaps feeling anxious about going to someplace away from home with a bunch of people whom he didn't know very well? Or did he maybe just realise that his holiday homework was still waiting for him at home? Whatever the reason, Kotori realised that in such a mood, he'd probably not be enjoying this first outing with the whole group - which, after all, was the entire point of them coming to the beach. Thinking back to the first few times she'd been with the others - even if the occasion had been visits to the Mirror World rather than the beach - they'd always made her feel welcome, even if she'd doubted just how much she'd be able to help them in turn.
That thought finally motivated Kotori to speak up: "Uhm..." Of course, that didn't exactly translate into her knowing what to say in such a moment - but at least she didn't stay completely quiet as she thought on that. "Is... is everything okay?" she asked, a tinge of worry audbile in her voice that was as quiet as ever, as she peered through her glasses over at the wistful-looking Kanna; even as she realised that she probably wasn't doing much of a good job at cheering anyone up with just such a simple question.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Seto: Village by the Valley | Friday, July 8 2015
Kotori had barely a moment to catch her breath as the next assault began. Rui and Ryan led this one, making full use of Ayano's predictions and striking the Shiki-Ouji with a twinned barrage of both light and dark attacks. And once more, the Shadow struggled - but ultimately, its wards failed and one of the attacks send it crumbling to the ground. This was not to be the end, however. Even as Kotori gathered her strength to use the Shiki-Ouji's momentary weakness for another bolt of lightning, Ryan was already leaping into action as Geraint went for a heartstrike.
But neither was that the end of his attack, for in the next moment, Kotori had to bring up a hand to shield her eyes from the sudden intense beam of light that erupted from the piercing laser blade of Ryan's persona. Blinking behind her glasses and between her fingers as the light faded, Kotori could see neither of the two figures standing; a swirling mass of torn paper instead remaining where Geraint had before struck his deadly blow.
Yet even tearing the Shiki-Ouji to shreds would not suffice as a light, faint at first but rapidly growing into a shining beacon, began to emanate from the blade of Geraint, who had taken to the skies in the momentary blindness that had afflicted all onlookers. And just as the intensity of the glare threatened to become painful, the persona swung its weapon downward - and immediately followed through with a mighty flap of its wings; accelerating at a pace too fast for any eyes to comprehend. He seemed to transform into a beam of light that mercilessly bore down on the tattered remnants of what had once been the Shiki-Ouji - and upon impact completely vaporised every last scrap in a radiant explosion of light and grand display of power.
With their foe so thoroughly annihilated, Kotori quickly made sure that everyone was unhurt before turning her attention to the second group who'd kept their backs clear of the swarms of smaller Shadows that the strange mirror people had transformed into - but as it turned out, they seemed to share the fate of their larger companion and began to scatter back into the shadows. Whilst everyone remained on guard for a few moments more, Kotori could soon breathe a sigh of relief as no more shadows surged forth to attack; using the welcome break to actually catch her breath as everyone gathered around.
Before long though, Kotori perked up again when she began hearing sounds - and not those of conversation between her fellow Mirror World explorers. It was a different voice - stranger, as if coming from far away and... long ago? She blinked in confusion at the thought, but it seemed the most apt way to describe the sheer otherness of the experience before she managed to recognise the words as those of a marriage vow. Despite the strangeness of the situation, a brief smile lit up on Kotori's face - only to vanish as quickly as the voices did with the sound of shattering glass.
Almost immediately, the only remaining voice took on a tone of desperation that left Kotori frozen - for she had the misfortune of having heard it before, if in a different voice. She barely even realised that the cracking glass had been very real as shards were slowly floating all around them, at times giving off brief reflections of a man unknown to her. One such reflection might show him in anger, another huddled down whilst at other times he pored over something - as his voice returned once more, speaking words stranger yet.
Kotori's thoughts were racing. Was that... the leader of the Junsei Sekai Tensei cult? Was this the reason for it? Trying to somehow bring back his wife from the dead? But that was impossible - it had to be. And what did she - or for that matter, everyone gathered around - have to do with all of this? But... resurrection? What made him think that it could be done?
Unmoving and utterly lost in thought, Kotori didn't even notice that, upon Rui's suggestion, the group began heading back to the entrace - only snapping out of things with a bewildered look upon her face when a hand was placed on her shoulders. "Huh? Wha-ah! S-sorry, ye-yes, right," she managed to say when asked if she was coming back too, hurriedly following in the footsteps of the others - but not without the occasional searching glace back at the village they were leaving behind. She was even more quiet than usual and merely gave a weak wave in goodbye when, upon returning to the warehouse that had become their base of operations, the group began splitting up as that had been more than enough Mirror World exploration for one day for everyone involved.
It was a long and uneasy time before Kotori would manage to fall asleep that night.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
Jul 13th, 2015
Over the last week, everyone had taken it upon themselves to simply enjoy themselves, Rui led an impressively progressive run through Seto Valley, as in they were incredibly close to the end of it already. While it worked everyone to the bone, it basically meant they didn't need to do any repeat visits until later.
It was the noon of the Summer Festival in Warakuma, which being an outer suburb of Tokyo to the western side, shared dates with Tokyo's Mitama festival, albeit with slight differences. In Tokyo, it is the Yasukuni Shrine that gets lit up for a few days with lanterns, when Rui still lived in Tokyo he remembered that briefly, a shrine named after one of Japan's three regalia, the Yasukuni Magatama.
Warakuma's Summer Festival though was more or less a celebration, simple as that, but most of the original residents came from Tokyo way back in the day, and so the shrine's main path is decorated in a similar fashion, along with aisles full of festival food and the like.
Though it being noon, it was not as populated, and some stores were being fairly lax.
Over the weekend everyone had agreed to attend the summer festival together, if they wanted to go alone, they could on other days, since Warakuma's Summer Festival went for 4 days, and the 5th day until early evening. They had plenty of time for their own nights. Rui for today was wandering around the shrine, making routine visits to particular stores and places, which seem trivial when he was asked about it, but all he told them was "to boost my stats".</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Shopping District: Shirohane Flowershop | Wednesday, July 13 2015
"Kotori?" Tsubame called out, peeking her head out from the storeroom in the back of the shop. "Yes?" the girl spoken to looked back from the door that the most recent customer had just left through. "When did you say you were meeting up with your friends?" For a moment, Kotori's expression became puzzled before she shifted her gaze to the clock mounted on the wall - and paled. "Ah! I forgot!" With the summer festival now in full swing, there had been an unusually high number of customers in recent days - and with how Kotori was as nervous as ever when dealing with them, she had completely lost track of the time.
She almost immediately felt guilty when she realised that she'd have to just up and leave her mother to tend the store alone if she wanted to make it in time. But even as Kotori's eyes darted to the door from behind her glasses whilst she deliberated on what to do, she felt the green apron loosen and then get pulled up over her head. Turning around, she was greeted with her mother's wide smile - evidently more than a little bemused by her daughter's antics. "Hop along now. Don't want to keep them waiting, do you?" She said, making a shooing motion with the apron she now held to speed her along. "Ah, r-right, sorry. I mean, thank you," Kotori said as she headed up to her room to grab her things. As she did so, she failed to hear the chuckle of a knowing mother reaching to shift a clock back a few minutes.
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
More than a little out of breath, Kotori managed to make it to the meeting place in time - in fact, she was even a little early, strangely enough. Still, that did at least give her a few moments to catch her breath. Thankfully, at least she didn't have to keep an eye out for shadow creeping around like the last time when Rui had led the latest expedition into the Mirror Realm. Less thankfully, that single stray thought sent Kotori's mind into thoughts of that strange place - and its mysteries that were stranger yet. Absent-mindedly, Kotori shifted her handbag that she had slung over the shoulder of her pale yellow blouse into a more comfortable position.
'Did the places mean something? Were they perhaps one of those strange dungeons that had appeared without fail whenever any of the investigation team had been abandoned to the Mirror Realm? No, there was always someone at the center of them, that couldn't be...' Kotori's lips made the barest of movement as if to silently articulate her thoughts. Left unchecked, her nervous habit of picking at her skirt - a careful eye might be able to pick out her favourite clothes just by the small marks she'd left at hand height - resurfaced once again. Left alone to her thought that never led anywhere, Kotori was only aware of her surrounding in passing and, as such, only noticed the others arriving when they willingly made themselves known - much to her bewilderment at being snapped out of her musings.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
Jul 13th, 2015
As Rui wandered around the festival grounds around the shrine, seeing many stores already setting up or just about ready, he circled back around to the meeting site. It was almost time, a little early, but it seemed Kotori was the only one here.
"Oh Kotori, you're quite early. Are you that eager for the festival?", he asked as he walked up to her. The sun was beginning to set upon the town, and the heated air of Japanese summer began to settle. In not too long, the street lights should come on to replace the sunlight, but well before that, the streets were well lit with festival lanterns. There were already a fair amount of people from town coming in and enjoying the festivities.
"Well, anyways, I'd noticed you're in thought quite often since we cleared the village. If it's about the things we saw and heard, don't think about it for at least until the festival is over. We'll find out more and have our questions answered when we delve deeper anyways, so just enjoy yourself", he advised, giving her a reassuring smile.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
Deep in her thoughts as she was and with her gaze fixed on an indeterminate spot somewhere just before her feet, Kotori failed to notice Rui's approach until he spoke up. She almost jumped when his familiar voice spoke up and interrupted her thoughts by speaking her name. Kotori's eyes shot up from the ground and fixed themselves on the unexpected owner of said voice; confusion quite evident upon her face - only to slowly fade into embarassment when she realised that, once again, she'd been too preoccupied to even notice her own surroundings. Her gaze wandered right back down to the ground at that - necessitating a quick adjustment of her glasses due to the sudden head movements slightly displacing them.
Having been thusly caught not paying attention, she managed to miss his next word at first, causing her to glance up when she realised that he had in fact just asked her a question. "Eh?" was her first response, evidently still a bit flustered when she blinked in slight confusion. "Ah, n-no, I-I mean, yes, err..." she tried and, evidently, failed to somehow enunciate that she was only so early on accident but still looked forward to the festival itself. Biting her lip in embarassment, she was just about to go on yet another mental tirade toward her proclivity for miscommunication when Rui spoke up once more.
Evidently, he was far less bothered by all this than her. Kotori blinked slowly in surprise when he said he'd noticed her being lost in her thoughts more often recently - surprise not only because she hadn't noticed that she'd been doing it more often recently, but also that it had apparently been rather evident when she was doing so. In fact, she seemed to have been so unsubtle about it that he'd even noticed exactly what she was thinking about when he mentioned the things that had transpired in the Mirror Realm. Embarassment was mixed with an almost guilty look at being read so easily.
However, her face soon showed surprise, mixed in with brief confusion, when Rui instead suggested she hold off on those thoughts until at least after the festival. Of course, he was entirely right - for all the thinking she'd done, she had not gotten anywhere whatsoever. Yet at the same time, Kotori knew herself well enough that even if she resolved to follow his advice, she'd sooner or later be dwelling on it once more.
Still, hearing him say as much was at least a little reassuring in knowing that a similar voice of reason in her mind, though oft-ignored for the far more pressing concerns of thinking through unsolvable problems or mulling over past mistakes, was not completely alone. In fact, listening to said voice did tell her that there really was no point in losing sleep over the strange Mirror Realm - and that she really should listen to it more often. Realising that repeating a task with no change in outcome was really just a waste of time, Kotori couldn't help but think how silly she was for doing so - even though she knew that, sooner or later, she'd probably be right back at it again.
Either way though, putting her mind in order would at least last for a little while - which would be enough to, as Rui suggested, enjoy the festival. As such, his reassuring smile was met with a smaller, less confident one on Kotori's lips as she almost apologetically nodded her belated agreement. "Uhm, r-right," she said, though she immediately doubted whether it sounded convincing when she hadn't truly convinced herself of it.
Nonetheless, she fully intended to follow through on her words - which, after all, was the very reason for this meeting in the first place. A quick look around, however, did not reveal the immediate arrival of the others just yet - a glance to her watch, in turn, confirming that she had definitely arrived a bit earlier than anticipated. As such, that would mean that she'd be waiting here for the other to arrive together with Rui - which could quickly turn into awkward silence if she didn't come up with anything else to say.
A thoughtful look crossed her face - though not to the same degree as just shortly before - until Kotori finally came up with something. "Uhm," she began; almost immediately losing the brief confidence she had in her idea. "S-so... why are, uhm, y-you here? Ah, I-I mean, this early, not, uhm..." she said, her voice trailing off in equal measure to her eyes shifting downward as she combined the returning of his initial words with the satisfaction of her curiosity but stumbling over the phrasing half-way through.
Kotori inwardly gave a mental sigh - for all she thought she may have improved over the last few months, it seemed she was still quite terrible at handling spontaneous situations for which she hadn't been able to think of things to say in beforehand.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
July 13th, 2015
Kotori seemed to often have pause between her words, more or less not because of her ability to speak was at question, but because she was quite timid. Rui gave her the time she needed to respond as he stood by. Based on how her body language was it seemed she was reassured to some extent. She spoke up not long after, asking why he was here early. Well, about that... There wasn't much to do at home today so he decided to go out for the day, and since he was already out he felt he should just come here and wait and take a look around before the festival begins.
"I was just out of the house already awhile ago so I figured I may as well just come here right away instead", he responded. As usual for the festival though, he was seeing a lot of girls in yukatas, it was summer after all and so yukatas were in season.
"That being said, we're the only ones here so far", he noted. Even Kazuki and Megumi were late. Well, it was almost time, but you'd think a few more people would already be here too.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
Despite the low volume of her voice as it trailed off towards the end of her words, it still seemed to carry far enough over the general hustle and bustle of the festival, as Rui explained that he'd simply been about already and had just headed here rather than hang around elsewhere. "Ah, I... I see..." Kotori quickly said after glancing over to him; quickly shifting her eyes back to some unspecified point between the ground right in front of her feet and the occasional festival-goer that happened to walk close by.
In doing so, she did recognise the occasional face. The familiy from across the street went walking past, the attention of the parents obviously far too preoccupied with their two elementary school-aged kids to notice her. She saw a few boys and girls of her own age, too - even a classmate or two - who were already gathering in groups of varying sizes. Several girls - and even some of the boys, too - were wearing yukatas of various styles and colours. Some seemed quite comfortable and fit right in with the festival atmosphere - whilst with a small, sympathetic smile, she also noticed the occasional slightly discomforted looking individual who was clearly more used to lighter garments. Still, they did undoubtedly manage to pull off the look a lot better than she would have been able to in their shoes - or sandals, more likely.
Either way though, after stealing a glance at her watch, Kotori did notice an absence of any of the faces she would have expected - namely, just about anyone involved with the whole Mirror Realm expeditions. She wondered if perhaps she'd misread the message about the time or place of meeting - but quickly put that thought to rest when she saw Rui too giving the occasional seeking look; expressing the sentiment in words just moments later when he noted the lack of any arrivals. Peering around fully for once, Kotori couldn't help but agree: "Uhm, yeah..." she said, not quite managing to hide the quizzical and ever so slightly worried tone in her voice.
Fishing out her phone from her handbag, she made sure to check both the time and whether she'd missed any incoming messages - but on both accounts, there was nothing out of the ordinary. Maybe they'd missed a bus? Or perhaps met some other friends on the way here? Or maybe some poor fellow had come down with a cold and had to stay home? Or maybe they just wanted to visit the festival in some livelier company? At that thought, Kotori glanced back over to Rui, who seemed ever as unflappable as ever - considering how he'd arrived so early, he was probably looking forward to the festival but was now stuck here waiting with her.
After mulling over the situation for another few moments, Kotori finally spoke up. "Uhm... Sh-Shinichi-san?" she said, her bespectacled eyes once more fixated on the ground before her. "If y-you want, uhm..." she continued after a brief pause, only to go into a slightly longer one as she briefly glanced over at Rui.
"...I could, ah, wait for the others if, uhm, y-you would like to go around the festival?" she finally suggested - and quite reasonably, considering that she knew that she probably wasn't exactly the most thrilling of company to have around on her lonesome.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
July 13th, 2015
The wait for everyone else was unexpectedly long... Perhaps everyone was tired? Hmmm, no that can't be. He knew Kazuki and Megumi had said they were going to be late, so they're out of the picture. He knew the others had their own relationships to tend to, so perhaps that was why. There were three days in this festival, so perhaps there was simply no rush. Kotori likewise seemed a little nervous as she usually was, it was comforting knowing despite her timidness, she was dependable in battle. She often was in the background when it came to the group though which wasn't surprising, but on closer inspection she was quite the beauty, or rather, the orange lighting of the festival brought more attention to her features. He was staring for a little bit before she spoke up to which his eyes just moved away for a moment, barely moving his head. She was mustering up all the courage she could so it felt with how she spoke. She was asking if he'd like to go around the festival.
Hmmmm... While he would feel a little bad about the group if he left, it was certainly unnerving just standing her and waiting, especially since everyone was late, and he didn't get any messages in regards to anyone being delayed. He's just going to assume it's Summer Break Fever and everyone's half an hour later than usual. Though they're always on time for the Mirror World surprisingly.
"Hmmm... I guess it can't hurt to go around the festival a bit... How about you come with me? We won't go too far, just take a look at a few things, maybe buy something small to eat", he suggested to her, instead of just leaving her here. If he did that, he'd feel worse than if he wasn't here when everyone else arrived.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
Having finally spoken, Kotori glanced up at Rui, who was still standing beside her with his gaze focused off in the distance. He seemed to muse over her words for a moment - which gave Kotori just enough time to wonder just how the others, such as Leiko or Chiaki, managed to effortlessly keep a conversation going when she was already all out of ideas what to talk about. Hence, her aforementioned suggestion - which doubtlessly would be a preferable outcome to the inevitable awkward silence that would otherwise follow.
As such, Kotori wasn't surprised when Rui agreed to her words. At least, not before he spoke on. As he casually suggested she accompany him, Kotori blinked in surprise. She repeated the words in her mind - but no, she wasn't somehow misunderstanding. "Eh?" was the most eloquent response she could manage at such a short notice as she looked back at Rui. She had expected him to either agree with her and perhaps ask her to let him know when the others arrived. Or perhaps refuse to go alone, without the company of the others; even if it meant standing around at the designated meeting place longer yet.
Thusly unprepared, Kotori quickly glanced about in the vain hope that perhaps someone else would happen to arrive just in time - but alas, it was not to be. "Uhm..." she said, her eyes finding an apparently most interesting spot on the ground before her feet. Her mind was rapidly going through the options - they were already at the meeting point, yet it was already past the time. Shouldn't she stay here? After all, if she were late, she'd probably appreciate it if the others waited for her. Yet at the same time, she'd probably feel even worse if they had to wait around doing nothing because of her. Still, that wouldn't bother her too much, seeing as it was a pleasant evening and even just the atmosphere was quite enjoyable.
Realising that she wasn't coming to any kind of conclusion very quickly - and that she was leaving Rui waiting for an answer for what felt like ages, despite just being a scant few moments in reality - Kotori finally just made a quick decision. "I-if that is fine with, uhm, y-you, then..." she practically mumbled from the start, leaving any others word to be drowned out by the surrounding summer festival noises. Realising as much when she, if only for the briefest of moments, glanced back at Rui before returning her bespectacled gaze back to the ground, she added an empathetic nod - or at least, her attempt at one, given that all that could be seen of it was the barest of movements.
Kotori's mind, meanwhile, was rather jumbled mess as she somehow simultaneously tried to think of how to keep an eye on the meeting place and her phone for when the others showed up, what stands she might want to look at - she'd tried to memorise the festival layout the day before, but it was sort of hard to recall the details - and how to keep a conversation going so as to avoid long stretches of uncomfortable silence.
With her eyes darting about and her fingers idly picking at the cloth of her skirt, now that she wasn't actively keeping her nervous habit in check, Kotori finally managed to come up with a brilliant solution - or at least, it seemed to be one in her mind at that moment: "Is... is there anything y-you, uhm, would like to look at, Shi-shinchi-san...?" Kotori asked, her voice fading about as quickly as her confidence in the supposed brilliance of just asking Rui about the very topic on her mind.
Even as she briefly glanced back at him, Kotori mentally berated herself for the rather apparent lack of confidence she must be exuding; having been thrown for a loop by even just a small unexpectedness such as another's slightly belated arrival.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
July 13th, 2015
Rui waited for Kotori to respond, he had to lean in just a little bit more since her voice was trailing off, almost looked like she was going to break down or run off as she tried her best to speak. He tried his best to hear her as the festival noise began to become louder, the crowds were beginning to thicken as the lights of the festival looked brighter as the sky darkened, until the only light was from the lanterns around them. She posed the question as to whether there was anything he'd like to see. To be perfectly honest, he wasn't sure, it was his first time to this particular festival, most festivals he went around eating and visiting the shrine... But then he looked back to Kotori,
"Well... I guess you in a yukata for a start", he suggested. Whatever her reaction, it was going to be amusing. Regardless, after letting that sink in and breaking some of the tense atmosphere, he posed the real suggestion, though it was not amiss that it would be nice if Kotori wore one.
"But... I suppose we go take a look at the shrine and then come back here", it was a reasonable plan. It was a straight walk to the shrine after a small flight of stairs, a few minute walk to, and then few minutes back. The stalls were mainly setup along that path, as well as branching paths leading to other parts of the shrine, so more or less a walk through the main street was his suggestion.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
Having spoken, Kotori took the brief pause as Rui thought on his answer to calm herself. If she thought about it rationally, there really was no need to be so nervous. Sure, it had been a bit unexpected that the others hadn't shown up yet, but it was still a normal group outing. They'd gone to the beach before and that had been even more embarrassing to her - but even still, she had enjoyed it. So really, she just needed to take a deep breath and remind herself that this was quite the normal festival and-"Well... I guess you in a yukata for a start."
Despite the orange shading of the festival lamps in the dusk, the rapid flushing of Kotori's cheeks was undeniable as she stared at Rui wide-eyed for a full second or two; an incredulous blinking behind her glasses being the only motion to be seen. It wasn't hard to see that whatever train of thought she may have been on before, it was completely and utterly derailed beyond all hope of rescue. "I-I, ah, m-eh? Tha-, uhm..." Once she managed to recover, her thoughts were going a lot faster than her mouth could keep up with and little more than an unintelligible mess could be made out - which only added to the heat she could feel all across her reddened face, leading her to instead bite her lip rather than dig herself even deeper.
Kotori's mind, meanwhile, was racing with a dozen different thoughts. Had she maybe just misunderstood him? Or was Rui addressing someone else? No, a quick glance around confirmed that he was very much indeed speaking to her. Did that mean he actually would have wanted to have seen how she might look in a yukata? That did seem the most obvious, given that it was exactly what he'd just said - but did that mean... he wanted to actually see her? Oddly quickly, Kotori explored the other options in her mind. Perhaps he simply liked the traditional atmosphere of the festival and felt like a yukata would perfectly fit - or maybe he was quite simply just joking. Without reaching a definitive conclusion, Kotori decided to leave it at that - particularly after her cheeks briefly deepened in their shade for a moment there - before finally glancing back at Rui.
It seemed that he had been waiting for just that - as in the very next moment, he spoke up once more; not missing a beat after his previous and most outrageous statement to instead suggest a visit to the shrine itself before heading back to the meeting spot. At his words, Kotori looked over to the shrine. There was already a crowd lazily moving to and fro with much the same idea in mind; various people stopping at the food stalls or amusements along this main path that the festival took.
"Uhm..." Kotori started, almost hesitantly after the previous mess she'd made when she'd opened her mouth, before redoubling her volume - which is to say, almost reaching a normal speaking voice. "That, uhm, I... I'd li-, ah, I-I mean, that sounds nice," she said, trying her best to put her embarrassment behind her with a smile - though it ended as a slightly awkward half-smile. As such, Kotori was only too eager to quickly turn to face the way they'd decided to head - particularly when she also felt a brief resurgence of warmth across her face as they began their walk.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
July 13th, 2015
Rui was gladdened that Kotori seemed to brighten up a bit more after that, the awkward air around her whenever she was feeling a bit overwhelmed was cut through as they went up towards the shrine, going along the lantern-lit road. A good portion of it was basically walls of lanterns before they passed through the food stalls, all of which were setup by now and happy festival-goers were already lining up to get something. Rui personally was relieved, festivals in the city were crowded to the point where enjoying things like this were... Difficult, and you would spend more time navigating crowds than actually enjoying the festival.
Soon they made it to the shrine, the surrounding area of it lit up as one would expect, and others were throwing their lots in and their prayers too. Not long it was free and they both stepped up to the shrine. He began pulling some money out to throw in before praying, but he turned to Kotori,
"So, what are you going to pray for?", he asked her.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
Once they were under way, Kotori soon found herself easily distracted from her thoughts by the various sights and sounds of the festival. Lanterns hung all around, warding off the encroaching night with their warm orange glow. The crowds gave off a persistent, indistinct murmur - always lively, often joyful yet never quite too loud. Once they reached the stands, Kotori occasionally briefly paused to look them over. Even if she had no immediate intention of buying anything just now, it was still interesting to look nonetheless. Occasionally, she was even stopped or waved over when one of the stall owners or fellow visitors happened to recognise her - unsurprisingly, these turned out to mostly be neighbours, given that she lived in the shopping square.
After each of the many regards she was to give to her mother or wishes for her to enjoy the festival, Kotori apologised to Rui for the brief holdup - even though he didn't seem to particularly mind. Without further incident, they managed to reach the shrine itself. It was quite a popular spot - several festival-goers too had taken the opportunity to give their thanks or prayers. However, few stayed for too long and as such they didn't have to wait too long before they too could step forward toward the shrine. As she did so, Kotori paused to think on what she should pray for.
Success with studies? Should she really pester a deity with such simple matters? Perhaps assistance in the mysteries of the Mirror Realm? But with no clear idea in mind, she wouldn't feel particularly comfortable with that either. Maybe she should just try for good fortune in the future - at which point a thought crossed Kotori's mind that caused her to briefly pause in the last last step toward the shrine itself. She managed to stop herself from instinctively raising her hand toward her chest - though the same could not be said for her bespectacled gaze that turned downward, if only for a heartbeat.
With all excitement that had been going on recently, she had almost managed to put it out of her mind - but only almost. Perhaps this might be something that she could ask of the gods - and almost as if he'd been waiting for it, Rui chose that particular moment to speak up, asking her what she would be praying for. "Eh?" was Kotori's immediate response, given her surprise at the particular timing before quickly recovering - and then realising that this wasn't exactly something she could or even wanted to just say out loud.
"Oh, uhm... good fortune, uhm, i-in the future... maybe...?" It wasn't hard to see that this wasn't really what she wanted to say. Between the unconvincing tone, the way she averted her eyes and how her fingers were nervously playing with the strap of her handbag before she reached inside to pull out some money as well, it wasn't hard to see that there was something else on her mind - but this time, it didn't seem to be the usual attempt at wrapping her head around the strangeness that was the Mirror Realm. Instead, Kotori's mood seemed heavier than that - but lasted only for a brief moment longer before she took a deep breath.
With a half-hearted attempt at a smile restored, Kotori would make her prayer in silence; her eyes closed all the while she stood there with her hands together. She even gave a small bow toward the shrine before she would vacate the spot together with Rui for the next in line - and though they hadn't taken any longer than those before them, Kotori still felt apologetic for holding them up. Still, they had only gone a few steps when Kotori glanced over at Rui - this happened a few times before she finally managed to speak up: "Uhm... what did y-you pray for, Shinichi-san?" Whilst the question was posed mostly in an attempt to avoid an awkward silence, there was a certain amount of honest curiosity in Kotori's voice.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
July 13th, 2015
Rui in the warm air of the Japanese summer standing in front of the shrine, figuring out what to wish for... Kotori had bounded the question back at him as he was figuring out a wish, though based on her response, she equally was unsure. What indeed... He looked at her as she asked, and she seemed to be quite earnest in her question based on that look even if she seemed to force out the question, now he didn't want to give her a disappointing answer. So then what should he say instead...
"Hmmmm... Good health I suppose? For you", he said. That's right, she still had that surgery to do. In actuality he wished for good health for everyone, but of everyone, Kotori had more need of it, she was afterall the only one who visited the hospital frequently, so perhaps it should be more dedicated to her.
"I worry sometimes since I see you at the hospital, but you always seem to do well", he expressed.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
Kotori glanced over at Rui when he took a thoughtful moment before answering her question; the subtle motion being betrayed by her need to slightly turn her head to actually be able to see his face through her glasses. When he did answer, however, she quickly averted her gaze again with what almost looked like a small smile. The odd twist that he would wish for precisely that which she had too strange for her not to find it weirdly funny - even if he had done so unknowingly.
At least, that's what she thought until he added another two words. These caused Kotori to briefly pause mid-step, blinking in surprise and look at Rui; the surprise written as clearly on her face as it was heard in her voice as she perfectly enunciated her thoughts on the matter: "Eh?" Barely catching herself from staring, Kotori hurriedly returned to the previous walking pace with her eyes most definitely fixed on some non-descript point on the ground before her. But before she could rack her brain over just what he meant with that, Rui spoke up once more.
As he did, Kotori seemed to shrink under his words as she bit her lip. This... had been exactly what she had always wished to avoid. She'd never wanted to burden anyone else with worries about herself - she'd have much preferred to silently let the events come to pass, however that may transpire. Yet here Rui stood, stating that in keeping so silent, she had in fact only managed to achieve the opposite. That he believed her to be well was only a small consolation as she almost reflexively opened her mouth to say: "Uhm, s-sorry..."
But as she did, her steps once more slowed and the inner conflict that was so evident upon her face seemed to come to an equally slow and confused halt. As she'd apologised for being such a burden, Kotori had found herself remembering the aftermath of her kidnapping in May. Then, too, she had apologised for having endangered those that had come to save her of - unbidden and of their own volition. But she also remembered the words that Rui had said after the fight - how sad it was to hide away. And she remembered how she'd resolved to stop doing that; to face the world with courage in her heart - no matter what that may incur.
Yet here she was, back to her old ways of trying to hide herself away. And with that realisation, Kotori took a deep breath before she raised her eyes up from the floor once more. For months she had known that the surgery was soon going to come to pass - and for months, she'd kept her own worries and fears about it to herself. She'd hadn't told anyone else about it- though obviously, it was impossible to hide from the whole Investigation Team after she'd announced it for all to hear back then. She'd tried to keep things under wraps - but even as she tried to be as rational about things as she could, Kotori had still felt a deep-seated fear over what might happen if things went wrong. The fear of causing the very same sadness that her father had three years ago.
But she'd kept all this inside - not even to her mother had she spoken about things, much to her own increasing worries about her daughter. She'd thought that if she just kept up appearances, then things would go smoothly - or if they didn't, then at least she wouldn't have caused any additional worries beforehand. But in doing so, she'd really only achieved the opposite - and, she was starting to realise, keeping her thoughts and feelings on the matter bottled up was only making things worse.
It was with this realisation that Kotori finally spoke up - and, for once, fixed her bespectacled gaze directly on Rui's eyes. "Actually, that... is something I would like to talk about." Equally unusually, the usual quiver or uncertainty was lost in her voice - though still quiet, she spoke steadfastly. "I... truth be told, I don't think I've been doing all that well recently." She realised a moment later how that must sound without any context and thus hastily said: "Ah, not physically or anything, everything's fine. Well, mostly. As can be, really. But... it's just..."
Kotori's voice trailed off - but this time, not because she'd lost her confidence mid-sentence, but rather because she simply didn't know how to put her own thoughts into words. Nonetheless, she tried but a moment later: "I'm... afraid. Scared. Whenever I think about it, I... I can't help but think... what if? If I... if something... I mean, what then? I mean, I know, everything should go fine. I know that, but... what about my mother? And... and all of you, and... but... really, I... at the end, I... I'm just..."
Once she'd started talking, it all just came flooding out - and once it had, Kotori finally managed to arrive at that which lay at the very centre of it all. Because underneath all her worries for others and all her attempts at keeping them safe from any consequences, there was one very simple truth: "Shinichi-san, I... I'm afraid of dying." And having spoken those words aloud, Kotori fell silent. At some point, much like her mind, her eyes had begun to wander; ending up at an all too familiar patch of ground as she contemplated her own realisations in her own little world.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
July 13th, 2015
As he walked with Kotori back towards the meeting place, passing by as the night sky grew darker, causing the lanterns around them to seem brighter as the crowds began to thicken, he kept his eyes on Kotori as she spoke, their walking slowed as they did talk, until eventually she began to stop walking as the words coming out began to overwhelm her, unable to form proper sentences until she came to the crux of it.
It was a surprise to him that Kotori would share this much with him, but a pleasant one nonetheless. As she said she had gone timid again after their recent forays into the Mirror World. He was wondering what was wrong, and it seems it was the burden of her condition that was the root cause. Though it seems he was right, there always seemed to be something on her mind, though the very last sentence struck a chord as he became more aware of how she was feeling, that line alone was enough. Death was a scary thing, especially as they were so young,
"Listen", he began, he placed his hands on her shoulders, amidst the crowd of the festival. Thankfully it was not so crowded that such a thing was impossible, though noticeable a scene, neither of them raised their voice to attract unwanted attention.
"I'll be here for you, you don't have to carry those burdens alone. If you're afraid, I'll be right here if you need me, you don't have to carry this alone", he continued. No one should carry such a worry on their own really.
"So, don't feel so down, I believe you'll get through this no problem, if you have anything on your mind you can tell me about it too", the intensity of his words began to die down as he finished that sentence, throughout which his intense gaze did not falter. In essence, outside of the mirror worlds, he didn't do much compared to Kazuki who was constantly with Megumi and monitoring the Mirror World, while Kami was investigating the cult itself. Sometimes it made him feel a little bad, so he always followed up with them to make sure he didn't miss anything. Regardless, he felt it best he reassure her for now.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
Kotori could not have said how long she was standing there, adrift in her own thoughts as she tried to navigate them - but before she could come to any kind of conclusion, she was brought back from her reverie by a sudden touch upon her shoulders. Blinking in surprise at being brought back to reality so unexpectedly - and even more so in an unexpected manner, Kotori looked momentarily confused before she realised that it was Rui who was now standing right before her. At that point, she noticed a couple of things - for one, they were still standing amidst the crowd, which was slowly moving around them. Second, his hands felt warm to the touch, even though the evening had not grown very chilly yet.
Furthermore, he had fixed his eyes right on hers, which was strangely uncomfortable - yet also not, all at the same time. Still, it did make it hard for her to look away when Rui started speaking - even if she did find herself wanting to, the further he went. Her first instinct would have been to apologise - for causing a scene in public, for putting this on him and without any forewarning no less. But between the relief she felt at having finally spoken up about what had been preoccupying her mind for the longest time and the fact that Rui did not waver for even a moment as he spoke his reassurance that she need not keep going it alone, she couldn't help but feel that it just wouldn't be the right thing to do.
Neither averted their gaze as silence fell at the close of his words - but this lasted only for a brief moment before Kotori remembered where they were and what the warmth on her shoulders was due to. "Uhm," was the first thing that came out of her mouth, unsurprisingly. Returning ever more from the depths of her own mind, her usual mannerisms seemed to be returning - for instance, her fingers were rather restlessly playing over her skirt whilst her eyes were darting about. But then, with a deep breath, at least a small change could perhaps be seen when her eyes found Rui's once again from behind her glasses and, finally, she said: "Thank you."
And for a brief moment, her words were accompanied by a small smile that somehow found its way onto her face - and not the usual half-hearted attempt, but rather one stemming from genuine relief and gratitude as she continued: "I... I think I need... a little time first. But... thank you. It means a lot to me." Having spoken, there was brief moment of silence - which was just enough time for Kotori to slowly realise that they were, in fact, still standing in the middle of an ever-moving crowd. And that she could still feel the warmth of Rui's hands upon her shoulders. And that these realisations were rapidly making her cheeks feel at least as warm if not more so.
"Ah, for the moment, shall w-we, uhm, continue on o-our way?" Kotori finally suggested; the belated embarrassement all to obvious in her voice and upon her face - both in the far redder shade than her usual pale self and her futile attempt at finding anywhere to look which somehow didn't including either Rui or anyone in the crowd.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
July 13th, 2015
Kotori seemed to be calming down, seeing that her voice was more level again and she was smiling put some relief into Rui, knowing she was feeling more reassured. It was a small gesture, but the little things count for people who were shy like her, or so he believes. Kotori always seemed to try to enjoy herself, but he never felt she really did at some points, seeing her smile warmly in such a way for the first time told him all he needed, somehow he had an urge to protect her now. After a pause, he removed his hands from her shoulders as she suggested they continue along the way, he smiled back and responded,
"Of course, let's get going. I'm sure someone's turned up by now", surely, right? Well in any case, they were headed back for now. The festival itself was beginning to populate, as the square where the bon odori dancing was to be held was beginning to look more and more full. In maybe an hour they'll probably have people dancing there, but for now they headed back.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
Rui was quick to agree with Kotori's suggestion of heading back - something she glad for simply because, as he turned to lead the way through the slowly growing crowd, she would have some time to calm down the heat that she could practically feel radiating from her face. As they walked with only the many sounds of the ongoing festival about them to accompany them, Kotori's thoughts drifted to what she'd just said to Rui - but as she caught herself thinking upon such things, she quickly shook her head and instead decided that there would be a time for that later, when she was alone. For now, she was at a festival, and so she ought to enjoy it - as Rui had suggested just a little while earlier yet. As such, she looked forward to meeting the others and to go around the festival together.
Unfortunately, this plan had one minor hitch. Namely, the fact that when they arrived at the meeting point, they found themselves in much the same situation as they'd been in when they had originally gone for their walk through the festival: they seemed to be all alone. Looking around, Kotori couldn't find any traces of the fellow investigation team members that she'd hoped to see - and for whom she'd already been trying to craft some excuse as for why they'd already gone on ahead rather than waiting for their arrival. Slight confusion and slighter yet worry crept into Kotori's mind as she glanced over to Rui - but even he didn't seem to know where the others were.
Not having thought of this possibility, Kotori was a little lost for what to do - at least until she remembered that she still had her phone with her. Quickly digging it out of her handbag, she checked it for any messages to indicate that the others had similarly decided to head out without them or that they'd been delayed - but to no avail. She was just about to start mustering the courage to ask Rui for his thoughts on the matter when her phone suddenly played a tone and buzzed in her hand. Kotori almost jumped at the unexpected notification of a received message and only barely managed to suppress a surprised cry - evidently, she wasn't exactly the most avid user of her phone nor particularly used to actually receiving messages or calls.
With a barely audible muttering to herself, Kotori quickly inspected the source of her surprise - and found only yet more surprise when she saw that it was from Shizuka. Apparently, she couldn't make it after all, but still wished her all the best at the festival. Kotori might have wondered at the odd phrasing were it not for the fact that another message arrived just then - followed in very short order by several more. Were she not more preoccupied with her surprise, Kotori may have wondered about the exact timing when, one by one, everyone else turned out to have some unforeseen commitment that unfortunately precluded their participation in the festival.
"Oh..." Kotori couldn't help but feel a little dejected - this did put quite a damper on the whole plan of going around the festival with everyone when just two turned out to have turned up. Glancing over to the other half of said two, Kotori saw that Rui no doubt too had found out that no one else was going to be showing up - and probably was a little disappointed with his situation, too. Not only had he already taken the time to go around the festival once with her, but now he wouldn't even get to see the girls in their yukatas - which Kotori had little doubt at least some of them would have worn.
Kotori only felt a little more guilty when she realised that, rather than anything he'd probably been hoping to for, Rui had instead just been laden with the sudden revelation of her own personal problems with no forewarning - in fact, she wouldn't have been surprised at this point if he was just annoyed with the whole situation and wanted to just go home; even if she could find no traces of frustration in the furtive glances she stole at his face.
"Uhm..." Kotori started, realising only then that she didn't really know what she wanted to say and took a moment to adjust her glasses despite her gaze being fixed on some non-descript patch of ground before her. "I... uhm, it doesn't seem like, well, the others are coming, so..." Kotori's voice trailed off at that point when she failed to find any way to say what she wanted. Of course, she could fully understand if Rui had had enough of the festival and wanted to go home - but at the same time, she found it strangely difficult to actually say that outright and instead, with a nervous glance his way, waited to see what his response would be.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
July 13th, 2015
As Rui waited at the meeting spot alongside Kotori, it became increasingly apparent they weren't coming. At around the same time as Kotori opened up her phone, he too ended up doing so, just a string of messages from one after the other, having various different plans. Akane had a deadline to meet so she was able to come tomorrow, since Summer Comiket was coming soon, very soon, and Alexei was dragged to help her. Matt and Shizuka made last minute plans to do something else but were coming to the festival another day, while Ryan had a family dinner to attend, then there was Sen and Mako who both had very vague messages saying they couldn't come, it stood out since those two were the only vague ones. Then came Ayano who also spoke for Kami saying he came down with a summer cold and she was caring for him. As he scrolled down a myriad of other familiar names had not been lit up for a long time too.
He let out a somewhat dejected sigh, but then was reminded that he wasn't alone here at least. Kotori's voice broke his train of thought as he turned to her. She seemed to have entered a similar mood, but it would do no good to just go back now. He gave it a bit of thought, before sighing again,
"I guess it can't be helped", he began. Everyone's beginning to go their own paths, and that was fine. He predicted after this entire cult business was over, everyone was going to begin to focus on the paths they want to take in life in full force.
"Everyone has their own plans, so let's make our own right now", he continued, he stopped leaning up against the fence and stood up properly and turned to Kotori, offering her a hand.
"Let's enjoy the festival tonight then, just the two of us", after all, it would be a waste to just go back now.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
Following Kotori's words, Rui's own sounded somewhat disappointed - it seemed like he'd been looking forward to going around the festival with the others too. At that, Kotori's gaze drifted back down to the ground. Considering that they'd already taken a brief tour of the grounds, he probably wasn't going to be too interested in doing the same again, she figured, considering that they'd mostly done so to tide over the waiting for the others who, as he said, had their own plans - and they, in turn, should make their own.
"Uhm... right..." she said, even as she began wondering just what to do with the rest of the evening now that they were going their separate ways. She took a breath before shifting her eyes back up at Rui, who turned to face her - but just as she opened her mouth to say the inevitable goodbye, he held out his hand toward her. "Eh?" she said instead, her brow furrowed in confusion - at least for the few moments before she realised, in time with his own words, that she had actually just misunderstood him. Apparently, the plans he was talking about didn't mean going their separate ways - in fact, quite the opposite.
"E-eh?!" she most eloquently put her surprise before realising that he was waiting for her response - or at least, an intelligble one. "A-ah, uhm, I..." she fumbled for a moment before settling for a quick nod. "Ye-yes, uhm, let's," she finally managed, as she quickly perched her glasses back upon her nose following the hasty head movement - which led to her sight coming to rest of Rui's still outstretched hand. She blinked once, twice, before looking back up at Rui, then down again - for some reason, it almost looked like he was holding it out for her.
That, of course, had most assuredly be her misconception - no, there was probably some other explanation for the gesture. But unfortunately, Kotori couldn't seem to come up with any on the quick. Should she just ignore it? No, that would probably seem rather rude. Maybe ask? No, she'd already wasted so much time just thinking on it - she really shouldn't keep him waiting even longer. And so, before she'd quite made heads of the situation, she found herself laying her hand in Rui's - and almost immediately felt her face heat up as she realised how this might appear to any onlookers.
Kotori hastily glanced to either side, hoping not to catch anyone looking in their direction - and was rather relieved when she didn't do so. However, she did notice that by now, the lanterns all around were making up the majority of the illumination. The scenery was cast in a warm orange light, setting the festive mood for a warm summer evening. The amount of people, she noticed, had also increased quite a bit - it seemed that only with the dying of the light did the festival truly come to life.
Of course, the people! That must be it, Kotori thought - the reason that Rui had offered his hand in the first place. It wouldn't do to get separated in the crowd and having to spend more time trying to find one another, after all. Yes, that made sense, Kotori thought with a nod - even as her eyes wandered to the sight of Rui's hand grasping hers. Only now did she notice how her whole hand fit inside his. Were all boys' hands this large? Or were hers perhaps just small? She could feel a slight roughness, too, probably stemming from his time spent at the kendo club - and in the mirror world, where he regularly put his sword skills to the test on the frontlines and protecting those further back.
And it was warm, too - much like they had been when he'd placed his hands on her shoulders before. Of course, all of this did not help in the slightest at abating the particular shade of red that her cheeks had chosen for the occasion of her over-thinking - even as, in turn, she began to worry if her hand might be too cold or sweaty. In fact, her mind was so preoccupied with this strangest of arrangements that she hardly even noticed where Rui was leading her until they slowed as they reached the first food stalls.
In all the hubbub, Kotori hadn't even noticed how long they'd put off eating, seeing as the original plan had probably been to do so with the others - and she was feeling a bit peckish. Besides, a festival foods were to be enjoyed at a festival, she figured - they weren't an everyday occurence after all. As such, Kotori spoke up - or at least she did on the second or third try: "Uhm... Sh-Shinichi-san? A-are you, ah, uhm... I mean, is, uh, is there anything y-you would like to eat?" As she spoke, she tried - and failed - to not think too much of the warmth surrounding her hand; all the while glancing in any direction but down - and only occasionally up at Rui for the briefest of moments as she awaited his response.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
July 13th, 2015
So it seemed to be decided, he'll be enjoying the festival with Kotori. She seemed to be anxious, well not quite anxious but more she was flushed red. Ahh... Could this be a date, now that it's just them two? Well there's little point thinking hard about that right now, but the idea didn't seem bad to him. She seemed to be waiting for him to answer her question, what to eat... Indeed, a difficult question considering how much they saw on the way here, including shaved ice, yakitori, yakisoba, and a load of other summer foods and even games at different stands.
"I wonder indeed, maybe we should go back in now and whatever catches our eye, we'll get some", he suggested to her.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
As it turned out, Kotori's suggestion was met with acceptance - though Rui proffered no particular preference, he wasn't opposed to the idea in principle. As such, they would continue along the various stalls and stands and occasionally stopping for a closer look. On occasion, Kotori would also try her best - which, by the looks of it, wasn't particularly convincing - to appear somewhat non-chalant as they passed by some stands. Specifically, these stands were those where she happened to recognise the owner as someone she knew, such as her neighbour two doors down - mostly because it would most definitely be far better to avoid any embarrassing misunderstandings about why, exactly, she was visiting the festival with just one instead of many friends rather than having to explain it at a later point in time.
Aside from that, the two could take a little more time to look at all the festival had to offer, whereas before they'd only really been trying to pass a little bit of time with a brief walk through. In the warm glow of the various lamps, they could not actually take their time and appreciate the many offerings and, in the case of a particular food stand, even try their wares. But even though there were a great many things to see and the overall atmosphere was very much a pleasant one to enjoy, Kotori did find herself occasionally slightly distracted - for once though, it wasn't due to her mind wandering to the mysteries of the mirror realm, but rather the person who stood beside her. Or in front, depending on what walking arrangements the crowds around them actually allowed. Yet at the same time, she didn't speak up all that much - but thankfully, the hustle and bustle of the whole festival ensured that her quietness didn't feel particularly awkward.
Either way though, Kotori did quite enjoy the second and slower walk through the festival grounds; even though she occasionally thought it a a bit of a shame that the others had not been able to come whenever she saw something about the festival that she thought they too might have enjoyed - a list of things which, as they approached the largest square that of the premise upon which a bonfire had been constructed, would quickly come to include the traditional dance that was about to be held thereupon. Though this was mostly due to herself - Kotori always had enjoyed watching a dance, after all.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
July 13th, 2015
So it seemed to be decided, he'll be enjoying the festival with Kotori. She seemed to be anxious, well not quite anxious but more she was flushed red. Ahh... Could this be a date, now that it's just them two? Well there's little point thinking hard about that right now, but the idea didn't seem bad to him. She seemed to be waiting for him to answer her question, what to eat... Indeed, a difficult question considering how much they saw on the way here, including shaved ice, yakitori, yakisoba, and a load of other summer foods and even games at different stands.
"I wonder indeed, maybe we should go back in now and whatever catches our eye, we'll get some", he suggested to her.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
As it turned out, Kotori's suggestion was met with acceptance - though Rui proffered no particular preference, he wasn't opposed to the idea in principle. As such, they would continue along the various stalls and stands and occasionally stopping for a closer look. On occasion, Kotori would also try her best - which, by the looks of it, wasn't particularly convincing - to appear somewhat non-chalant as they passed by some stands. Specifically, these stands were those where she happened to recognise the owner as someone she knew, such as her neighbour two doors down - mostly because it would most definitely be far better to avoid any embarrassing misunderstandings about why, exactly, she was visiting the festival with just one instead of many friends rather than having to explain it at a later point in time.
Aside from that, the two could take a little more time to look at all the festival had to offer, whereas before they'd only really been trying to pass a little bit of time with a brief walk through. In the warm glow of the various lamps, they could not actually take their time and appreciate the many offerings and, in the case of a particular food stand, even try their wares. But even though there were a great many things to see and the overall atmosphere was very much a pleasant one to enjoy, Kotori did find herself occasionally slightly distracted - for once though, it wasn't due to her mind wandering to the mysteries of the mirror realm, but rather the person who stood beside her. Or in front, depending on what walking arrangements the crowds around them actually allowed. Yet at the same time, she didn't speak up all that much - but thankfully, the hustle and bustle of the whole festival ensured that her quietness didn't feel particularly awkward.
Either way though, Kotori did quite enjoy the second and slower walk through the festival grounds; even though she occasionally thought it a a bit of a shame that the others had not been able to come whenever she saw something about the festival that she thought they too might have enjoyed - a list of things which, as they approached the largest square that of the premise upon which a bonfire had been constructed, would quickly come to include the traditional dance that was about to be held thereupon. Though this was mostly due to herself - Kotori always had enjoyed watching a dance, after all.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
July 13th, 2015
As the two passed by the stalls he could not help but emit a soft smile as he walked with her, she seemed a little more at ease now, not to mention he seemed to simply enjoy walking with her. As good as the food was they had enough fun going through the crowds, some familiar faces spotted them and he could suspect their thoughts, though they didn't recognize him too well, mostly just Kotori. It seems she meets a lot of people working at her family flower store.
Soon they reached the center and it seems the festive dancing has begun around the stage, with drums ringing out a beat for people to dance to. He stepped forward and grabbed Kotori's hand, "how about we dance a bit?", he suggested. Though knowing her, she would perhaps be a bit too shy to simply agree, and so he ended up pulling her along anyway.
As they danced to the rhythm, matching other people's moves, they began to learn how this dance works. Bon odori was pretty welcoming as far as dances go, but every area had their own dance and some would cycle between multiple region's dances, but you could just join and dance if you pleased. Rui helped Kotori out with her moves, at the very least this dance wasn't very demanding, some simple moves and gestures to a beat, no more no less, to the beat of taiko drums.
After awhile they would leave to rejoin the crowds by the stalls, hopefully for some food, "so was it fun?", he asked, still holding her hand as they stepped through the crowds.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
Standing still a little way off from where the actual dance was being held, Kotori couldn't help but smile a little at the sight. There were all sorts of people lining up; some taking their first steps and others seemingly moving in step with the drum effortlessly. There she saw an elderly couple who seemed to have made a tradition of the dance for years, over there was a parent that was mostly helping along their rather excited child. But wherever she looked, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves - it was a sight that had her so absorbed that it took her a moment to realise that Rui, still standing beside her, was speaking. And furthermore, that he was speaking to hear.
"Hm?" she went, turning her head slightly to look at Rui rather than the ongoing dance - and most decidedly not down at their hands, the feeling of which she had most definitely come to get used to. At least, that's what she told herself every time until she felt even the gentlest of tugs and her attempted self deception came crumbling down once more. However, it took her another moment before she actually realised just what he had said.
Kotori's immediate response was simply to blink at him, so odd seemed Rui's question. Of course she wasn't against dancing - but surely he didn't mean it like that. She'd never actually participated in any dances herself, so there was no way she could do so now - and in front of a whole plethora of strangers no less! And besides, that would look almost like - wait, why were the dancers suddenly getting closer? And why did her hand - and, by proxy, her cheeks - suddenly feel a slight bit warmer?
"Sh-Shinichi-san!" Kotori's voice was a mix between a whisper, trying not to draw too much attention, and a surprised, albeit muted, cry, when she realised that he had nonchalantly grasped her hand and was now moving toward where the dance itself was being held. Kotori desperately racked her brain for something to say before it all undoubtedly ended up in a huge embarrassement - not only for herself but, even worse, for him too. But before she could come up with anything, they had already reached the other dancers and within moments, they had somehow slipped in with them.
Kotori's mind was racing between a way to make Rui realise that there was no way she'd be able to be a fitting dance partner - there wasn't a moment's doubt that he either knew all the moves or would just effortlessly pick them up as he always did - and trying not to make a mess of the dance that had begun then and then. In her best attempt at not making things even more embarrassing than they already were, Kotori quickly glanced over at the lady before her and tried to copy what she was doing - albeit with movements that were a lot more stiff and belated, what with all that was on her mind at that moment.
Kotori barely dared move her gaze elsewhere - for one, she didn't want to confirm her fears that the entirety of the crowd that surrounded the dancers were staring at her stumbling her way through this dance when everyone else was making a grand performance of it. For another, she dared even less to glance up at Rui - who, Kotori was convinced, was probably regretting his choice in dance partners already.
At least, that's what she thought until she heard his voice as he discretely warned her of an upcoming twist and that she should just follow his lead. Kotori had little time to process this before the drum beat briefly changed rhythms and she found herself suddenly standing face to face with Rui - which, in turn, meant that she had little in the way of dancers to try and copy the moves from. Furthermore, she had little choice but to look up at him at that point - but as she hesitantly did so, surprise came over her face.
Rather than any sign of annoyance or disappointment, Rui was instead smiling - a sight which briefly put a halt to Kotori's otherwise incessant worries. And with her self-inflicted awkwardness momentarily lifted, the admittedly simple steps of the dance came with little hesitation and only the slightest hint from Rui via gentle tugs of her hand that were resting in his all throughout. Though she clearly wasn't at ease with herself, Kotori nonetheless found herself actually enjoying the simple act of following the beat of the drum with each step that she took - even if her gaze couldn't rest on Rui for too long at a time before she felt the need to avert her bespectacled eyes.
And as they moved, Rui would occasionally call out the next move ahead of time before gently leading her through the motions - still a little stiff for fear of messing things up, Kotori still did her best to follow his lead. Toward the end, they actually seemed to find a semblance of a rhythm that she could follow along even in her state - a feeling which slowly managed to bring a hint of a smile to her face.
But alas, they could hardly spend the whole evening dancing and so they eventually stepped out from the dancing folk - though with how focused she'd been on both the movement and trying to calm her racing mind, Kotori couldn't have hazarded even the faintest guess as to how much time they'd just spent. Somewhere in the meantime, she'd managed to push back her fear that all the onlookers were fixed on her and every little mistake she'd made - a fear which turned out to be unsubstantiated when they rejoined the crowd with not a single word or gaze their way.
From all the excitement, Kotori's breathing was still a bit elevated and her face still felt rather warm - and probably wouldn't quite return to her usual shade until the similar warmth surrounding her hand was lifted. At the same time though, she felt no small measure of relief at no longer being the center of attention - even if only in her own mind. But at the same time, a small part of her also felt almost disappointed - but before could dwell on that, Rui's voice once more broke through her reverie to ask if she'd had fun.
"Eh? O-oh, y-, uhm, I, I think so, y-yes, yes," Kotori said whilst nodding - truthfully and, rarely enough, with a small smile. Because even through all her fears and doubts and embarrassement, she couldn't deny that she did indeed have fun. As they headed back toward the food stands - leaving Kotori to realise yet again that no, she had not even slightly gotten used to the feeling of their hands touching in order to not get lost in the crowd.
Distraced as such, it took her a moment to realise that for all the things he seemed to be doing to put her at ease, she hadn't even stopped to ask if any of this was actually enjoyable for him, too. An attempt or two later, Kotori finally spoke up again. "Uhm... was... was it fun for y-you, too?" she asked as they were already headed for the food stalls; her eyes once again finding all sorts of most fascinating things to focus on - and thereby avoiding all but the most occasional of glances at Rui.</s> |
<|description|>Shirohane, Kotori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Is... something the matter?
Arcana: II Priestess
Personality: Kotori is, by any standard, a quiet girl. She rarely speaks if not spoken to directly - and even when she does, she only does so in a soft voice. She isn't one to put herself forward and, in fact, actually prefers to keep her distance from others, making her a rather timid person. She is, however, rather diligent; always doing her utmost at any given task. Given her weak constitution, she dislikes most physical activities and, in fact, often sits out during P.E. She also seems quite conscious of people's eyes on her and quickly feels uncomfortable when that is the case.
Given these traits, Kotori is not exactly the most sociable person - though that doesn't really seem to bother her. Most of her free time she spends studying or helping her mother around the family flowerstore in the Warakuma Shopping District.
Equipment/Skills:
Weapon - Japanese Umbrella: A bamboo-and-paper umbrella.
Armour - School Uniform: The standard female Warakuma Highschool Uniform.
Accessory - Small Locket: A small heart-shaped pendant worn around the neck; kept in a pocket while at school.
Skills - Does well in her studies. Knows a large number of flowers by name. Quite capable at Flower Arrangement. Is strongly near-sighted. Low stamina.
Background: Kotori is the only child of the Shirohane familiy, who have lived in Warakuma for generations and are known for their flower shop in the Warakuma Shopping District - the shop is on the ground floor while the family home is on the floor above. Unfortunately, Kotori's father - a kind man who was never seen without a smile on his face - passed away in a car accident three years ago, leaving her mother to look after both the store and the child. Fortunately, Kotori was by no means a troublemaker - though after her father's death, she did become a lot more quiet and reserved. Though saddened by her husband's passing, Kotori's mother remains a cheerful person at heart and does her best to keep both the store going and watch over her daughter.
Apart from these things, Kotori's childhood had few other noteable events. She hasn't joined any clubs at Warakuma Highschool or actually made any real friends due to her nature, never being one to draw much attention. Furthermore, she isn't much of an athlete; quickly getting out of breath and has sat out during P.E. a number of times due to this already - though she doesn't feel all too bothered by this.
Persona: Kikuri-Hime
Appearance: Kikuri-Hime
Abilities:
Dia - Light Single-Target HP Recovery
Patra - Cure Single-Target Fear/Rage/Confusion ailment
Zio - Light Single-Target Electricity Damage
Strong against Electricity
Weak against Physical</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
July 13th, 2015
"Of course", he responded, pulling her up next to him to slide his arm around her. It was much more comfortable walking like this, rather than pulling her along. It was getting some looks until the realization was that they looked like a couple. Rui didn't seem to mind this at all, in fact he was finding Kotori more and more endearing now. Their walk slowed to give them more time to see the stalls and decide what to eat.
"So then, you must be hungry after all that... Go on, pick what you want, don't be shy", he offered. There were all sorts of festival food, okonomiyaki, takoyaki, karaage, yakisoba, yakitori, candy apples, a load of sweets and shaved ice stalls, as it was a pretty warm summer night, refreshment stands selling drinks, some games further along and so on such as shooting, goldfish and turtle capturing, and some other classics, along with prizes. There was so much to do and eat, it wouldn't be possible to do it all tonight, but not that it was necessary. Rui had no personal preferences, everything here looked pretty good to him, but right now he wanted to know what Kotori wanted. He was given quite a bit of money from his parents, so he was pretty free to buy a fair bit.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
When Rui answered her question with a simple positive, a small smile managed to sneak its way onto her face - she had held the slight worry that, given her lack of dancing experience, it hadn't really been all that enjoyable for him. However, his words did put her at ease - at least for the brief moment it took before she realised that he had slowed his steps and let go of her hand. Whilst she most definitely hadn't gotten used to the feeling of her hand being held by his, she did wonder what had moved him to do so - only to feel his hand instead coming to rest at her side.
For a brief moment, Kotori's expression turned to slight confusion - but this lasted only for a heartbeat before her face quite suddenly and most undeniably flushed with a bright shade of red once she realised just how they must look right now. Whilst Rui seemed quite nonplussed by the whole situation, Kotori's experience was quite the opposite - even more than before, she held her eyes behind her glasses fixed very intently on the ground in front of her; barely daring to lift her gaze unless absolutely needed to avoid walking into any fellow festival-goer. She held her hands close to herself, fingers clenched and only the constant motion of walking abating her sudden need to find some release for her nerves that would otherwise undoubtedly have led to her picking at her skirt.
However, she wasn't afforded this luxury - but her mind raced nonetheless, trying to come up with some semblance of explanation for this most embarrassing of situations that she now found herself in. Unfortunately, she couldn't really get anywhere without immediately imagining just how they must look right now to an outsider - a boy and a girl, walking this close together? Undoubtedly, there would be some people who would misconstrue this as a couple out on a pleasant walk - a thought that brought a fresh wave of heat to Kotori's cheeks - when no such thing was actually going on.
No, no, no, there was really nothing going on here - after all, this was really just a group outing; even if the group size turned out to be a bit smaller than they'd originally thought. And really, it was probably just a bit easier to navigate the crowd for Rui, rather than having to occasionally look back and make sure she was still following him, even if their touching hands probably let him know all he needed. And really, it wasn't as if anything else could be going on - that was really just silly. The popular boy and the awkward girl going out was really just fantasy, after all - something Kotori would probably quite enjoy reading, but not something that actually happened in reality.
Just as she managed to convince herself of this and bring the shade of red that had taken hold upon her face from 'blindingly obvious' to merely 'possible to miss, albeit only on the briefest of glances', Rui's voice interrupted her thoughts - and unmade what little progress Kotori had just managed, what with the source being quite a bit closer than before. "Eh? Pi-? Oh, ri-right, uhm..." It took her a moment to realise what he'd just said - which forced her to raise her eyes up from the ground and over the nearby stalls; making sure that in doing so, she could avoid directly looking at Rui for fear of her cheeks betraying her once more.
Truth be told, she hadn't paid any attention to the various stalls that they'd passed whatsoever - but put on the spot as she was, it was a little late to admit this. And rather than risk any questions as to why if she actually did, Kotori quickly decided on one of the nearest stall. "S-some, uhm, Ta-takoyaki... maybe?" she said, a little belatedly, after making sure that the stall owner didn't happen to be someone she knew, what with living in the shopping district - that would undoubtedly end up being an embarrassment that she'd never be able to live down.
Unfortunately, preoccupied as she was, Kotori didn't quite catch the fact that Rui wasn't just asking for her preference, but actually extending an invitation - a realisation that came a little too late to protest as he'd already stepped forward, using a lucky lull in the number of customers to place an order. Kotori was almost thankful for the fact that this meant he had to, at least briefly, leave her side - as this gave her a moment to try and calm herself down and maybe cool off the seemingly constant warmth that was emanating from her cheeks. Unfortunately, this endeavour was not met with particularly much success when the stall owner's confirmation of Rui's order ended with a joking "for the young couple" - and loud enough for at least some people to give a curious glance.
As such, Kotori was still feeling no less embarrassed when Rui stepped back to hand her the small plate of takoyaki. "Th-thank you," she more mumbled than said as she hesitantly accepted the food. It was only now that she actually held it in her hands that she realised that it might be a bit difficult to eat whilst simultaneously walking and navigating the crowds. "Uhm..." she started as she looked about - and luckily soon noticed a bench not too far off. Evidently, most of the festival goers seemed to prefer to actually walk about, as it happened to also be unoccupied.
"Uhm, shall w-we, uhm, sit? Ah, o-over there, I mean," Kotori said, making a vague gesture somewhere in the direction of the bench - whilst only now glancing up at Rui and even then just for a brief moment to await his answer. In fact, as she thought on it, a brief break to catch her breath after all this excitement would be quite nice anyway.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Central Shrine
Wednesday
July 13th, 2015
With Kotori making her decision he walked with her over to the stand. The stall owner was cheerful, like a lot of the other people around them, as he was making it, he recognized Kotori, and asked if he was her boyfriend. Between the two, Kotori was someone who lived and knew a lot of people in this town, a fact which Rui was reminded of as this was his first year here. Would she answer or would he? It would be irresponsible to leave the entire thing to her, so he answered instead,
"Does it seem that way? Maybe we should be", he answered, he and the shopkeep laughed before he would bid them a good meal. They of course, weren't... Yet? He wasn't sure how she felt, and asking her outright would be tactless, but for tonight they should simply enjoy the festival as it is. They got their takoyaki and left the crowds, finding a bench a small ways off under the trees.
It was probably a bit awkward a thought for Kotori, but the two simply sat there watching the sky, and the festival. They'd go and enjoy some of the games on display like the goldfish catching and shooting gallery, before watching the fireworks at the end of it. They weren't as grand as a fireworks festival, but Rui preferred this over the ones in the city that were not only grand, but ridiculously crowded.
As the two sat and idled away the rest of the night, he thought to himself. A life in this town wouldn't be so bad. There were some things to solve first, but they were on the case of course. Eventually the two would leave as Rui walked her home, before he would head home as well.</s>
| <|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Central Shrine | Wednesday, July 13 2015
Kotori felt some measure of relief when she sat down on the bench - a brief respite was quite welcome after the unexpected excitement that the whole festival visit had turned out to be. As such, she didn't really mind the silence that came between Rui and her as they enjoyed their festival meals - it was almost comfortable, in a way. Of course, with all the sounds and voices that came with such a festival, it wasn't really like there was such a thing as silence anyway. But either way, she enjoyed the opportunity to just relax and catch her breath before they would head back into the crowd once more.
Not long after, they would find themselves visiting a number of amusement stands as they made their way through the festival grounds - Kotori even participated in a few; if mostly after a quick encouragement from Rui who, in turn, seemed quite at ease with the variety of tasks the games presented. As they did, time just seemed to fly - for before long, a reminder was announced about the firework displayed beginning soon. This being the highlight of the festival, there was no way they were going to miss it - and as such, they found another bench which offered a good view of the night sky; neither too close for comfort nor too far to miss even a single sight of the fireworks.
Throughout the display, Kotori had to keep herself from jumping several times when some of the more quietly rising fireworks suddenly exploded with a thunderous boom; their sparkling light spreading illuminating the festival ground for brief flashes at a time. Still, she did enjoy the whole event and all throughout the display even had a small smile upon her lips as she kept her eyes fixed on the various glowing trails that streaked heavenwards before bursting into brilliant displays of colour.
As the firework display came to an end, so too did the festival itself start to wind down. With the main highlight of the evening now in the past, the crowds were starting to visibly thin; even though the day's warmth still lingered as the evening slowly began to give way to night. Upon closer inspection, Rui and Kotori realised that they had, in fact, pretty much completed a whole round through the festival - and with how things were slowly coming to a close, decided to call it a night as well. Needless to say, Kotori's attempts at protesting whether Rui really needed to walk with her when it might not be along his way were summarily rejected. The fact that she didn't make all to many attempts was probably just down to how late it was getting.
A little while - Kotori was a bit surprised that the way back somehow seemed almost shorter even though she'd been in quite a hurry the first time around - the two arrived in front of the Shirohane Flowershop. As the time for parting came, Kotori thanked Rui - both for spending the evening with her and subsequently walking her home. She was about to also mumble and apology for probably not having been the most interesting company that he could have visited the festival with - but before she could, Rui instead wished her a good night. "Ah, uhm, yes, good night to you too, Shinichi-san," she said, giving a small bow as she did. A brief rummage through her handbag later, she unlocked the door; taking a moment to glance back - and give a small wave when she saw Rui still waiting for her to actually get home before he too would be on his way.
"I'm home," Kotori announced when she stepped into the living room - only to find her smiling mother already sitting there with two cups of tea before her; the steam still rising up from them. Unsurprisingly, it would only be after Kotori had told the whole tale of her evening before she would actually be able to head to bed for the night. Of course, Kotori had skipped the occasional detail in her retelling - chief among them being the conversation that she'd had with Rui about her fears for her own future.
It would be a long time before Kotori finally managed to get to sleep. In the quiet dark, she tried to make sense of her own thoughts on the matter - which proved oddly difficult whenever her mind seemed to insist on reminding her of some particularly embarrassing moment of the evening in excrutiating detail.</s> |
<|description|>Ayano Wakahisa
Age: 17
Appearance: Enjoying solitude...
Arcana: Hermit
Personality: A rather gloomy and brooding person by nature, Ayano doesn't really talk much and prefers it stays that way. When she's outside-a thing she does so very rarely-you'll often see her staring at the ground when walking and she usually has a troubled or discontent look on her face. One thing she keeps on demanding is for people to leave her alone, as she prefers to lock herself up in her own room. On the Internet however, her personality becomes a complete inverse of what she is, adopting an alias known as Yanary who stalks image boards and art-sharing sites, she herself runs a blog that is mostly filled with video game content. As Yanary, she masquerades as someone who is very cheerful, upbeat and overall a nice person who welcomes others with an open heart.
Equipment/Skills: Ayano is rather efficient in the world of computers, she has some basic understanding of hacking and coding but don't expect her to plant or create a virus somewhere.
Background: Ayano grew up in a simple home, she had the basics a family had: A mother, a father and a sibling or two. She had friends, was excelling in school and overall everything was fine.
Things changed during middle school though, as Ayano faced the cruelty of bullying. She was practically the center of it all, they'd talk behind her back and would even threaten to kill her if she didn't do something that appealed to them. Eventually, she took it all to heart and considered herself to be the worst person to ever live off the face of the Earth. She didn't fight back, it'd only get worse. She tried telling a teacher, it didn't do much. She told her parents, it only lasted a day.
As time went on, she became bitter and thought that her only real friends were the ones she made online. They listened to every problem she had and thought she was a good friend. She retreated into the Internet whenever she had a bad day and would just forget everything that happened.
Nowadays she's heard some freaky rumor about teenagers suddenly changing personalities and how its connected to this 'Mirror World' she heard about...
Persona: Dantalion
Appearance: A thousand faces, one mind.
Abilities:
Bewilder
Mudo
Strong against Dark
Weak against Light</s>
<|message|>Chiaki Nettu
*Kitsune Inn*
The girls were dropped off at the Kitsune Inn by Ayanos' father. The inn itself was beautiful, very rustic and traditional. The inn was only a short drive away from Warakuma and was in a very scenic hillside, on occasion a taxi would drive past, so if the girls felt like venturing into town, they could use a taxi as transport. The girls exited the car, waving goodbye to the car. Chiaki really loved the scenery the lack of noise and strange aura of the inn was a lovely change.
The girls walked in the entrence and were warmly greeted by a geisha, they exchanged a warm welcome to the girls and escorted them to the mangmemt counter. The inn had been expecting them, the girls showed them their passes and they were given some elegant keys. They wood carvings that had intricate designs carved on to them, along with their room numbers. As the girls were taken to their room, Chiaki ran her finger over the divits of the design.
Once inside the room, Chiaki and Ayano began to unload their luggage. Within the room was a complementary bathing robe for hot springs. Chiaki was excited to spend time with her cousin. It had been so long since they had been together. As Chiaki unpacked some of dresses and a Yukata, she had a quick flashback to when her and Ayano were younger.
Chibbi Ayano and Chiaki Story
It was roughly ten years ago. When things were simpiler and Chiakis' parents were still together. Her family and Ayanos' family were having a day out at a park. The two girls were playing together under a large sakura tree.
"Aya-chan! Aya-chan! Guess what song I made up about you! One day, I'll become a big superstar and you can sing it with me!" Little Chiaki pushed her glasses back closer to her face, picking up a stick using it as an impromptu microphone.
"Aya-chan Rocks!
Aya-Chan is great!
She plays games and she eats grapes!
Heart pumping magical beat! Go!"</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Cosplay Cafe || April 26 SUN
Upon approaching the two customers that had entered, she directly recognized the identity of the two tall foreigners. It was the Dragunov siblings. Unfortunate for Shizu, she was introduced to them as her usual self, Shizuka, rather than her cosplay persona, Shizu-chan. But thankfully, her face was always covered by her lengthy, dark bangs when she was out of cosplay so she can rest easy on giving her identity away, appearance wise. Before approaching the two, the blond maid cleared her throat in hopes of raising her voice pitch when she spoke lively, "Good day to you, master and mistress! Please help yourselves to a table of your liking!" After weeks of practice with her Shizu-chan act, the nervous waitress was able to keep up her act as calmly as she can but contrary to her outside appearance, she terribly panicked on the inside.
Once they were seated at a table, she politely took a bow and gave her introduction while handing the menu to each of them. "My name is Shizu-chan and I shall be your waitress for the day! These are our menus for today, for you see, our cafe offers a couple of new and limited items depending on the current theme. Unfortunately, we'll be switching to a new theme starting tomorrow, so few of our plates shall be taken out." Shizu spoke informatively without stuttering nervously unlike her ordinary self, facial expressions could give away how one felt after all so she was cautious when her bangs did not conceal half her face. She stood there, internally nervous as she waited for the two to scan over their menu to dictate what they would like to order.
Her eyes shifted over to 'Saki' to take a glimpse of how she had been handling herself from afar, to notice another customer had taken notice of her. My, how she was popular on her first day on the job. That was what she predicted earlier when she first laid her eyes on him as a potential cosplayer.</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Cosplay Cafe
Sunday, April 26th, 2015
==~==
Mako watched as "Saki" was dragged toward the back of the cafe, mulling over the information he had just acquired as he enjoyed his coffee. Emphasis on enjoy. They really know how to brew it here. As he watched Sato shuffle about nervously as he had a talk with the apparent person-in-charge, Mako wondered what was going through his fellow actor's mind at recognizing each other. A moot point, of course, as Mako had already since decided that whatever it was Sato was doing here, it was not his business to tell. Of course, conveying that to the already-terrified boy might be problematic, not to mention likely contradictory to keeping it a secret in the first place.
I'll... find a way to talk to him during the next Drama club meeting. Privately. If there... is one. The reason he had even come into the cosplay cafe in the first place came roaring back to the fore of his mind, and he prepared to take a long drink of his coffee to distract himself from it, scorched taste buds be damned. Thankfully, "Saki" was returning with his (surprisingly massive) piece of cake.
Oh my. Am I even going to be able to finish all of this? he thought, as "Saki" set his plate down in front of him.
"Here's your order, master. Please enjoy." said the maid, setting his order down as gracefully as possible. Which was very graceful, surprisingly. And then, lowering his voice swiftly and suddenly "
Andpleasedon'tsayanythingaboutthis.
" Mako quirked an eyebrow as "Saki" backed up a step, glaring openly at him.
Hm. Apparently my reputation isn't very sterling, as far as he's concerned. Quietly, surreptitiously, he nodded so that only Sato could see the gesture, before just as surreptitiously miming locking his lips and throwing away the key. Hopefully he got the message- no one would hear anything from him. Apparently satisfied, the maid went to leave, before a voice stopped "her."
"Saki-chan was it?" Both of them turned toward the voice, and Mako noticed as Sato suddenly stiffened slightly in shock.
Fuck. Clearly Sato knew the person chatting who had addressed him and... now that he was looking, wasn't that Alexei over there with... some girl?
Since when did this become the official Warakuma after-school hangout...?
"You look awfully familiar, now, where have we met before? And that tone of voice wasn't doing either of them any favors. He didn't know the other student, but from the sound of things, he wasn't going to hesitate long before using this little debacle to his advantage in some way. This is not good. To poor Sato's credit, he recovered quickly, spinning his earlier nervousness into a convincing act. No wonder he's in Drama. He's a natural at improv.
"Hello, master! I am Saki, yes. I'm afraid we haven't met before unfortunately, however." At least "her" voice was much more convincing than some he'd heard. "Would like to order anything? A coffee, perhaps? My other master can testify for the quality of it."
It took a precious half-second for him to realize he was referring to him as the "other master." To his own credit, he didn't think it showed before he reacted.
"Yes, indeed. Best coffee I've had in a while. You could definitely do worse than giving it a try."</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa:Kitsune Inn
"Thanks for the ride, dad." Ayano said as she closed the door of the cars and her father drove off in the distance, the girl smiled lightly as she waved in his direction. Turning around from the main road, Ayano took a moment to examine the inn itself. It looked quite beautiful, to say anything less would've been an understatement. The building nestled by a hillside that looked just as beautiful as the inn, there was very little noise, it made Ayano happy.
As they ventured inside the inn, Ayano was taken over by an overwhelming sense of relaxation and tranquility. It would seem that the games she played weren't exaggerating over the features of what an inn feels like. The interior of the building definitely looked ornate and traditional, it was like she had gone back in time, and even then the inn would've probably fit in that time period, thought the girl.
As they entered the room, the girl sat down and began to take her belongings out of her bag. Grabbing the clothes she had packed and folding them neatly to a nearby pile. "Hey, do you have an extra bath robe?" Ayano asked her cousin, she had forgotten to bring one for the trip, mostly because she never bothered to think about bathing in a hot spring. The girl kept on waiting for a response but got none, eventually she found one within the room, making the girl feel relieved. As she stood up to grab it, Ayano could see her cousin staring off the in the distance, her face nothing but a blank face. As she got close, Ayano began to snap her fingers in front of Chiaki's face, hoping to snap her out of her reverie. "Hey, Chi-Chi! You there? What're you thinking about?"</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-26/4/2015 Sunday
Noboru watched the spider advance, and then watched as Rui dashed in for an attack. He laughed at such fun, and joined in. He prepared his persona and dashed in as well, diving in with a Kill Rush. the spider halted momentarily, and Noboru gave out a shout to Matthew.
Hey, hey Matthew! This spider's weak point is really... Abdomen-able Eh? Maybe you should thor-ask it a question! Eh? Eh? Oh come on I thought that one was good for sure!
Noboru dashed back out, avoiding the spider's swing and letting Matthew prepare to get a blow in.</s>
<|message|>Chiaki Nettu
Chiaki Nettu
*Kitsune Inn*
Chiaki snapped back into reality. "Oh goodness. I'm sorry, I didn't realise I was spacing out. I was just recalling to a memory of us when we were younger. The one at the park under the great big sakura tree. Chiaki grabbed something from her bag, gleefully showing it to Ayano. It was an extra robe she had brought, just incase.
"Yes, I do have another robe, you can use it at anytime you want. Actually... How about we go for a quick dip in the spring right now?"
To tell the truth, her muscke had been aching because if the training she had been doing with Noboru.</s>
| <|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa:Kitsune Inn
Ayano sighed and pouted the moment she heard Chiaki mention that particular memory. It was so long ago, yet the memory was still fresh in her brain...Everything was happier back then, she remembered being chipper and actually communicating with people back then. That day at the park was one of her more positive memories of her childhood, Ayano's face curling up into a smile and laughing at the absurdity of Chiaki's words back then. "Grapes, really? Heart pumping magical beat? Sounds so magical girl." She sighed and asked her cousin a question, "Do you think that tree is still there? It shouldn't hurt to visit one time, right?" As Chiaki handed the extra robe to Ayano, she made the mention of dipping in the hot springs, much to the surprise of the other girl.
"Y-You mean right now?" The girl's cheeks flushed red at the prospect of it, such an alien concept was foreign to her mind..."O...Only for a little while, okay?"</s> |
<|description|>Ayano Wakahisa
Age: 17
Appearance: Enjoying solitude...
Arcana: Hermit
Personality: A rather gloomy and brooding person by nature, Ayano doesn't really talk much and prefers it stays that way. When she's outside-a thing she does so very rarely-you'll often see her staring at the ground when walking and she usually has a troubled or discontent look on her face. One thing she keeps on demanding is for people to leave her alone, as she prefers to lock herself up in her own room. On the Internet however, her personality becomes a complete inverse of what she is, adopting an alias known as Yanary who stalks image boards and art-sharing sites, she herself runs a blog that is mostly filled with video game content. As Yanary, she masquerades as someone who is very cheerful, upbeat and overall a nice person who welcomes others with an open heart.
Equipment/Skills: Ayano is rather efficient in the world of computers, she has some basic understanding of hacking and coding but don't expect her to plant or create a virus somewhere.
Background: Ayano grew up in a simple home, she had the basics a family had: A mother, a father and a sibling or two. She had friends, was excelling in school and overall everything was fine.
Things changed during middle school though, as Ayano faced the cruelty of bullying. She was practically the center of it all, they'd talk behind her back and would even threaten to kill her if she didn't do something that appealed to them. Eventually, she took it all to heart and considered herself to be the worst person to ever live off the face of the Earth. She didn't fight back, it'd only get worse. She tried telling a teacher, it didn't do much. She told her parents, it only lasted a day.
As time went on, she became bitter and thought that her only real friends were the ones she made online. They listened to every problem she had and thought she was a good friend. She retreated into the Internet whenever she had a bad day and would just forget everything that happened.
Nowadays she's heard some freaky rumor about teenagers suddenly changing personalities and how its connected to this 'Mirror World' she heard about...
Persona: Dantalion
Appearance: A thousand faces, one mind.
Abilities:
Bewilder
Mudo
Strong against Dark
Weak against Light</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Cosplay Cafe
Sunday, April 26th, 2015
==~==
Mako almost thought, for a brief moment, that Sato was in the clear, thanks to their collective improvisation. Up until that asshole snapped a number of pictures. And Mako had little doubt what the bastard was going to do with those pictures. Which meant whatever reputation Sato had was quickly going up in flames.
Mako felt a spike of hot anger lance through him toward the smugly-smiling bastard as he put his phone away like nothing had happened at all, and he had to try very hard not to simply walk over to him and beat his face repeatedly. It would set a bad precedence for his return visits if he did that, after all. He watched Sato walk away to grab the jerk's order, his sympathies extending to the put-upon "maid." He took a deep, hopefully calming breath, then a sip of coffee, then cleared his throat in the other patron's direction. "Excuse me," he said, the rage he felt somehow not edging into his voice, "but there are clearly signs that clearly say, 'No Photography.' You should probably take those pictures off of your phone if you don't want to get in trouble with the establishment. Just a thought."
He glanced back as Sato returned with the other patron's order... then had to try extremely hard not to burst out laughing as Sato stomped subtly (but still very hard) on the patron's foot. As it was, his suppressed laugh was still pretty noticeable if anyone had been bothering to watch him. Still, as enjoyable as that was to watch, it was unlikely to dissuade the patron from doing whatever it was he intended to do with those photos. Mako frowned again as his short-lived enjoyment at Sato fighting back faded away, to be replaced by the slow-simmering anger.
I can't let him keep those photos. I've got to do something. But what?</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Cosplay Cafe || April 26 SUN
As the Dragunov siblings each did their own thing, the older brother glancing through the menu and the younger sister... eyeing Shizu suspiciously? The waitress steadily kept her calm composure by taking in breaths and flashing a gentle, welcoming smile towards the younger one as if nothing was wrong. Yep, nothing was definitely going wrong, or so she thought, at least to her knowledge. The subtle conflict which was going on over at the other table was subtle enough that the blond maid did not notice a thing for now.
"I feel that I have seen you somewhere." The calm composure the maid had kept up to this point cracked slightly as she replied with an accidental stutter. "S-Shopping district the other day? *Coughs* I'm afraid I can't recall such memory as of the moment, I do apologize. But I was involved in an incident there another day, an embarrassing one in fact, perhaps you've seen me then?" The latter statement was indeed true, but Shizu definitely remembered her encounter with the siblings exactly a week ago. Such kindness and the unique characteristics they held stood out in her memory since this doesn't happen everyday, a pair of foreign siblings, who speak fluent Japanese, generously and skillfully assisting her in a middle of a busy crowd.
Just as the blonde had defended herself, Alexei cut in to have a little scolding for the younger sibling while justifying that she was not the same girl that she was talking about. Shizu felt a little guilty about hiding the truth from them to the lengths of a white lie but it had to be done. In response, an awkward smile was plastered on her face as she just nodded in agreement while scribbling in their orders. At this point, the cosplayer was pretty sure Elena had an idea that she was indeed, Shizuka, but her comment about how her appearance was 'better this way' made her face light up into a genuine, bright expression. "I'm unsure as to what you're speaking of, mistress, but I greatly appreciate your compliment! And as for your orders, 2 quantities of Nuclear Wasteland and 2 quantities of fruit beer. Please await for your orders and I will be back with them in a moment's time." With a swift bow, the waitress left their side and to the counter area.
As the orders were being prepared, Shizu decided to check up on the new, temporary server to hear clicks from a phone and spotted one of the customers presumably taking photos of Saki. Seeing as it was a violation of one of their rules of the cafe, she approached the customer with the toy rifle in her arms and pointed it towards the male student. "Excuse me, master! If what Moritomi-sama had just said is true, then I must inform you that we indeed do not allow photography of our waiters and waitresses unless proper permission has been granted from the said server! Even then, as common cosplay cafe standards apply here as well, each photo will come with a fee. If all of the above do not apply, I humbly ask you to rid of them, master!" Even after the short lecture, the maid lifted one of her hands from the rifle and saluted the master in a playful manner with a silly smile in hopes of cooperation from the customer.
Just after the fuss that had transpired, the bell rang to alert employees of food being at the counter, so instinctively, the blonde turned her gaze momentarily to see the chocolate brownie cake covered by a toxic green hued frosting topped with a petite, grey nuclear bomb fondant decoration. At the cakes' side were a pair of glasses filled with orange-y pink liquid signifying some sort of berry flavoring. They were the Dragunov siblings' orders! Seeing that Saki was making her way back to their current master, the waitress strapped the rifle back on her back and bowed to the two customers with an 'Excuse me.' and patted the other waitress on the shoulder as a good luck with an upward curve on lips. After fetching the orders from the counter and returning to the siblings' side, Shizu carefully settled their orders in front of them as gracefully as she could manage. "Here are your orders of Nuclear Wasteland and fruit beer, master and mistress! I hope they will suit to your tastes!"</s>
<|message|>Akira Kirigakure
Akira Kirigakure // Cosplay Cafe
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Golden Week
As "Saki" returned with the coffee and moved to set it down "she" stomped on his foot with force. While it didn't hurt, it surely gotten his attention, invoking a knowing grin at "Saki". It didn't necessarily confirm his suspicions, but made them stronger. It could be said that it was simply a case of someone not wanting their picture taken, but given what lead to this situation along with said persons behavior, he didn't buy it in the least. As "Saki" backed off, a guy who has been eying him stood up and spoke out.
Given his speech, obviously in "her" defense, it was reasonable to assume that he had a problem with Akira. While it's clear what is intentions were, He just couldn't help himself. "You have nothing to worry about, She is all yours. If you're into that kind of thing." he shrugged as he turned and glanced once more at "Saki" before returning his gaze at the boy. It was then where one of the other waitresses made her way over to them, pointing a toy gun at him before making her own speech.
"Oh? Remove them from my phone? That's all? While that's not a problem at all. Heh." Taking out his phone, he selected the photos and hit a number of buttons before finally deleting the photos. "There, all done!" he beamed, seemingly unaffected by the whole charade. Not even once during this whole exchange did Akira show any signs of disappointment, anger or anything aside from a simple smile. Taking a couple sips from his cup, he took out his wallet and placed the exact amount to pay for his drink.
"It seems I've kept her waiting long enough. I should take my leave." Shifting his gaze from the boy to 'Saki' his smile turned to a sinister grin, "See you soon, Saki." Before returning to a smile and making for the exit. As he exited the cafe, he amused himself by wondering how long until 'she' figured it out. Staring at his phone, he grinned. While it's true that he 'deleted' the photos, he did it right there, but whether the photos were actually gone is another story.
Well, she'll find out if they are or not soon enough.
Looking at his watch and cringed, "Aoi isn't going to be very happy." With a smile, he moved towards the amusement park.</s>
<|message|>Sieghardt Kasumi
Sieghardt Kasumi April 26th, Sunday Kasumi: Mansion ---->Cosplay cafe
With a thud Sieg placed another book in the already three foot stacked high tower of books to his right and reluctantly grabbed another. They were all books that would prepare the young male to one day, take over his fathers position as CEO. Yet as the red haired male stared at the multitude of books to his left that far outnumbered the one to his right, he cringed a bit and rested his head on his Mahogany desk. "By the time I finish these, I'm going to be twenty four.." Sieg groaned as he sat up straight to hear his pet Parakeets chirping in the background. While his family was rich and could have easily afforded a giant cage with multiple birds, he only had three in the cage. Of course the first one he received was the chirpier one. Sieg looked at the tiny blue and gray bird and smiled. "You saying I should find the joy in this?" He asked the bird who humorously nodded his head. "What about you two? Should I look at this as a fun situation?" The yellow greenish one ruffled his feathers and shrieked a bit, while the light green-gray one just stood there in silence being all adorable. Sieg simply chuckled and changed their water and food supply before rubbing his head. "Eh harder to do than it looks.."
It was at that moment that one of his maids came into his room and smiled at him. "Young master, your father thought that you studied long enough for today and said you can go have fun with your friends." Sieg frowned slightly and shook his head. "I would but I don't hang out with them after school. So it'd be hard finding any of them." The maid then tilted her head. "What about that one female you go on about? The one that gets annoyed at you?" She asked which made Sieg's expression sadden a bit. "I don't know, she apparently has gone missing." Sieg stated to which the maid slammed her fist in her hand. "Then I shall relax with the young master! It is my duty to make sure you have an enjoyable time!" She proclaimed and without any warning he was dragged off by his arm.
She held him hostage as the chauffeur drove them to the city, where again he was dragged against his will to some place called the cosplay cafe. They were seated yet Sieg couldn't help but cover his face with his shark hoodie and try to avoid being stared at. It would have been fine with the waitress being the maid. Yet having his own maid come to a place with maid waitresses was going to draw attention. "See isn't this nice young master? A nice day out to relax. Of course some of these other maids don't seem to have the right motivation when addressing their masters. I wonder why?" She questioned as she looked around while Sieg's face was all but red. "Oh dear lord, why me...." It was at this moment that he could see a few faces from school, some from the drama club so this only made things worse.</s>
| <|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa:Kitsune Inn
As Ayano took her robe in hand, visions of herself sitting all alone in the warm springs flashed in her mind, making her more accepting to the idea of it. If she acted now she could be the first one in! She wouldn't have to deal with anyone else other than herself and the sweet embrace of solitude with her, it was perfect! Although the thought of leaving her cousin behind wasn't exactly the best of ideas, it wouldn't hurt to spend some more alone time with herself before, right? "I'll go on ahead, Chi-Chi. See you there."
Making her way to the changing rooms of the spring, to her surprise, there was not a soul in sight! Much to her happiness. Stripping down of her current clothes and entering the showers to prepare herself for the springs, once she was done she could not believe her eyes.
Right there in the middle of the springs was a person! Facing the opposite direction and their back on full view of the entrance. Ayano sighed in disappointment, looks like she's going to have to deal with it. Slowly settling into the water Ayano felt...different, as if she was whisked away into some far away land that took care of all of her problems, it was a sensational feeling that made the girl feel pleasant, a feeling that she had not experienced in a long time. Snapping out of her serene reverie, the girl slowly made her way into the southwest corner of the spring deciding that it'd be the perfect spot to relax in. However, her eyes were fixated on the peculiar dragon tattoo the other person had. "What a strange tattoo..." she muttered to herself.</s> |
<|description|>Ayano Wakahisa
Age: 17
Appearance: Enjoying solitude...
Arcana: Hermit
Personality: A rather gloomy and brooding person by nature, Ayano doesn't really talk much and prefers it stays that way. When she's outside-a thing she does so very rarely-you'll often see her staring at the ground when walking and she usually has a troubled or discontent look on her face. One thing she keeps on demanding is for people to leave her alone, as she prefers to lock herself up in her own room. On the Internet however, her personality becomes a complete inverse of what she is, adopting an alias known as Yanary who stalks image boards and art-sharing sites, she herself runs a blog that is mostly filled with video game content. As Yanary, she masquerades as someone who is very cheerful, upbeat and overall a nice person who welcomes others with an open heart.
Equipment/Skills: Ayano is rather efficient in the world of computers, she has some basic understanding of hacking and coding but don't expect her to plant or create a virus somewhere.
Background: Ayano grew up in a simple home, she had the basics a family had: A mother, a father and a sibling or two. She had friends, was excelling in school and overall everything was fine.
Things changed during middle school though, as Ayano faced the cruelty of bullying. She was practically the center of it all, they'd talk behind her back and would even threaten to kill her if she didn't do something that appealed to them. Eventually, she took it all to heart and considered herself to be the worst person to ever live off the face of the Earth. She didn't fight back, it'd only get worse. She tried telling a teacher, it didn't do much. She told her parents, it only lasted a day.
As time went on, she became bitter and thought that her only real friends were the ones she made online. They listened to every problem she had and thought she was a good friend. She retreated into the Internet whenever she had a bad day and would just forget everything that happened.
Nowadays she's heard some freaky rumor about teenagers suddenly changing personalities and how its connected to this 'Mirror World' she heard about...
Persona: Dantalion
Appearance: A thousand faces, one mind.
Abilities:
Bewilder
Mudo
Strong against Dark
Weak against Light</s>
<|message|>Gen Itoshi
Gen Itoshi
Sunday, 26
th
, 2015 – Golden Week
Itoshi Residence
10:00 AM
The alarm went off. Why did it have to go off on a Sunday, of all days? Oh right, because Gen had forgotten to set it off. Oh well. Gen was face-down on the bed, completely covered, one arm peering from outside the hideout. It travelled towards the nightstand, fumbling carefully so as not to drop anything, and felt the alarm clock. Now, if he could only find the button… No, not that one… That one either… There! Gen flipped the switch and the alarm stopped, and the room gained once more its silent peace. A low groan could be heard from under the blankets. Maybe he should sleep until lunch? No, it was Golden Week; it was his moment. He needed to seize it as long as it was there, because then school will resume and he will not be able to loiter around.
A louder groan sounded as Gen flailed his arms a bit to uncover him. He sat on the bed, a narrow stream of drool coursing from his mouth, messy hair, and groggy eyes. He stretched. "Hmm! Okay." His feet touched the floor as he sat at the edge of the bed, his hand looking for his glasses. "Where did I leave them?" Ah, right! The drawer. He opened it and Gen took them out and put them on. Now he could he as perfectly as someone who did not need glasses. Okay, holiday routine: Start!
Gen changed into some casual clothes, and went for breakfast. Mum would probably be watching television, and would already have had eaten, so it was up to him to cook for himself. Not that he would mind, though. He usually was in charge of the kitchen when his mum had parent-teacher meetings or something of the sort.
"Good morning, mu-" She was not in the living-room/kitchen/dining-room. They lived in a very small house, so Gen would know if her mum was there or not. Apparently, she went out while he was sleeping. Maybe she went shopping. Yes, that is probably it. Gen started fixing himself something to eat. He devoured what he had prepared, and went out, locking the door behind him. On the table, he had left a note that said: "I went out. I have my cellphone on me if you need anything. Love you, Gen."</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Amusement Park | Afternoon
Kotori felt some measure of relief when both of her fellow schoolmates that had come to her help waved off the whole thing; making clear that they didn't see it as too much of a hassle. Not only that, they even said that she should talk to them if she was bothered by the trio in the future - a kindness to which Kotori quickly raised her hands and shook her head. Not only did she not really think it was very likely that such a thing would be repeated, but she also wouldn't want to be a burden to either of them - but the smile that Akane gave, showing she really did not mind in the least, made her hesitate and lower her hands; giving the smallest of nods instead.
As the two introduced themselves to each other - apparently strangers to one another, though each knowing of Kotori in one way or another, Kotori quickly followed suit. Whilst she'd already met Toma before, she hadn't exactly spoken very much with Akane before. Bowing briefly, she gave her name and class, "Kotori Shirohane, also from Class 2-2," in her usual quiet voice - the nervousness from before having mostly receded by now. As Toma then asked about the three from before, Kotori gave a reluctant nod before Akane elaborated on the point - the three weren't exactly unknown around the school and had had run-ins with the Akane before, it seemed.
As her classmate spoke, Kotori looked at her in surprise - she'd heard that she was called a Prince by some of her fellow students, most of them girls, for her tendency to help out others in need, but to hear her put down taking on three boys by herself and winning - twice before even - wasn't quite the same. As she joked the she should have punched them harder, Kotori realised that whilst they'd asked if she was okay, the same couldn't be said for either of the two. "Ah, are you alright?" she asked with some concern in both voice and eyes, glancing at both Akane and Toma in turn - though there hadn't been any real violence to be seen, Kotori would have felt guilty not asking seeing as any such injury would have been incurred because of herself.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Mall || April 26 SUN
Once Shizu's shift at Star Drop Cafe, the cosplay cafe, was over with, she changed out of her attire and wig, wiping off the unnecessarily glam make up at the Warakuma mall public bathroom. The maid costume was to be used for the last time in awhile since this coming week's theme for the cafe was traditional Japanese with waiters as samurai and waitresses as kunoichi (female ninja). The apparent reason for this was the sudden popularity of a particular game with personified swords or somewhere along those lines.
Unfortunately, the raven haired girl was to be absent on the first day of the theme change due to an appointment she made for herself. Said appointment now stood before her, a poster for the movie beginning its screening starting tomorrow, Persona 3: Falling Down. The closet otaku girl religiously watched both of the previous movies at the theaters and the next one was no exception. The series over all was enjoyable to Shizuka which got her hooked to the point where there was no way she would miss any out for whatever reason. It was a well deserved break from her part time job anyways.
Hazel brown eyes glittered behind the long, dark locks of hair while gazing at the illustration, before dropping downward to the schedule of showing times. Her hand rummaged through her simple, white purse and picked out her flip phone. Rather than mentally taking note of the schedule, it was safer to keep a picture of it to be perfectly sure. Upon unflipping the mobile phone, a new message seemed to have arrived a couple of hours before. Pressing onto the button to view her received message, it read:
"Shizuka-chan!
Did you hear about the discount on the amusement park tickets this week? Nozomi-chan and I thought it'd be a great chance for all of us to have a bonding time♪ Text me back on when you're available so we can plan out a sched ok?
-- Rinko ✩"
A soft smile formed upon her lips as she typed out a reply right away and sent.
"I'm afraid this is the first time I've heard of it but that sounds delightful, Rinko-chan. I would love to spend time at the amusement park together! I'll be available any day after tomorrow!"</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Enchanted Woodland - Grand Stage
26/4/2015 Sunday
TRACK: I will Face Myself
"Oooooohohohohoho!", it appears as though Leiko's shadow was onto them. Matt was immediately buffeted by vines and roots, preventing him from attacking. Noboru with his fists won't be able to get through, but he moved quickly, and so did Kami, enough that if there was opening they can charge.
"Can't be helped. Askr!", crushing the card in his hand, Rui summoned his Persona again, putting Garu into the blade, the swordsman Persona made a wide slash, severing the vines that rushed at the party. This was their chance, and Noboru and Kami should know this too. The Garu expelled from the slash even cancelled out the next wind spell from the shadow. He didn't intend to simply wait and watch either, as his allies charged ahead, he began to cast Sukukaja on himself.</s>
<|message|>Chiaki Nettu
*Kitsune Inn*
Chiaki Nettu
Chiaki was abit unnerved. She has dealt with divas before and really, this woman was no different, except, she looked like the type to actually act upon the words she spoke.
"An interesting time?" Asked Chiaki as she stood up out of the water to be at eye level with that lady. Warm spring water swiftly slid down her smooth skin and off her thighs into the water. Her hair still dry and in a fierce ponytail, she managed to look as fierce as the girl with the dragon tattoo, minus the the tattoo of course. Having to hold her twins with her arm, she looked the woman in the eyes, trying to show no weakness. With her years of acting and modeling behind her, she could pull it off. But at the same time, she could sense a terrifying aura about this person. As if they had a history of criminal offenses, or something bad like that.
"There's nothing interesting about us being here, we're just to cousins who decided to go on vacation for the golden week!" Tilting her head, she fired back a question.
"So Himura-san, why'd you come here alone? Tired of people or something? Oh by the way, I'm Chiaki Nettu and that's my cousin Ayano."
Despite the situation and how they were talking to eachother... Chiaki lowered herself into the water once more, next to Ayano and whispered to her (She might like, be lonely all by herself, should we try and be friends or something?)</s>
<|message|>Jun Himura
Kitsune inn
Jun chuckled as she noted the panic of the first girl, and the way Jugs tried to put on a brave front. In all likelihood, Chiaki did feel as if Jun wasn't that intimidating at all. Not that she was trying to be, to be honest. "Do you know who frequents this place?" She asked rhetorically, knowing that the girls had to be unaware if they thought this was just some inn they could spend their weekend at.
She sighed and sat down next to them, lowering herself until she could rest her head against the edge of the spring, reclined comfortably. "I guess the novelty of gossiping about me has worn off." She commented, more to herself than anyone, before gesturing at the exit, indicating the rest of the inn. "Sit along the corridor facing the garden tonight then. There'll be a show to watch."
"Chiaki and Ayano, is it?" Jun confirmed their names again, before smiling wryly. "I hope you two don't mind sharing the place with yakuza for the night. I'd stay away from the male guests if I were you."</s>
| <|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa:Kitsune Inn
As Chiaki explained the situation to the newfound Himura person, Ayano couldn't help but just nod gently to Chiaki's words. When her cousin introduced both of them to the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, Ayano just bowed lightly as she diverted her gaze to the intimidating girl, it was only when Chiaki whispered something to her while they were both lowered into the water. "She might like, be lonely all by herself, should we try and be friends or something?"
Ayano just shot a discontent glare at her cousin, beginning to doubt the value of their friendship. The girl just groaned before whispering back to her. "With that kind of tone and attitude, she's the kind of girl I would meet once in my life and never talk to again. If any of the stuff I've seen is valid, she's either going to kill us" Ayano paused for a moment to look back at the Dragon Tattoo Girl once more before returning to her cousin. "or she's just that 'grrr I'm tough outside but actually a really soft girl inside' trope". She said in a mocking tone. "And lonely? Really? I know lonely, if I was less of a recluse but still have very little social interaction, I wouldn't go to a hot spring inn situated miles away from Tokyo just to wallow in my self-pity, I'd do that in my bedroom." As she re-positioned herself, Ayano and her cousin were posed with a rather peculiar question from Himura.
"I dunno, people who want to relax?" Perhaps that wasn't the best answer when faced with a girl that looks like she could just beat you to a pulp. Jun then gestured somewhere around the exit of the hot springs and told them about some show to watch later on. Her interest piqued, Ayano looked back at her cousin with concern, as if to ask "Should we go and see?". Then, one word from Jun just made Ayano freeze in shock and terror, what did she say again? Yakuza? Did she just straight up say, "yakuza"? The boys with the big guns, straight up right in this inn?! Talk about inconvenience. Ayano quickly sank to the waters again and just stared in dumbfounded terror at her cousin, her whispers becoming frantic and her words becoming lost from all the panicked speed she's saying it in. "Shit, shit, shit! What do we do, what do we DO, Chi-Chi?!"</s> |
<|description|>Ayano Wakahisa
Age: 17
Appearance: Enjoying solitude...
Arcana: Hermit
Personality: A rather gloomy and brooding person by nature, Ayano doesn't really talk much and prefers it stays that way. When she's outside-a thing she does so very rarely-you'll often see her staring at the ground when walking and she usually has a troubled or discontent look on her face. One thing she keeps on demanding is for people to leave her alone, as she prefers to lock herself up in her own room. On the Internet however, her personality becomes a complete inverse of what she is, adopting an alias known as Yanary who stalks image boards and art-sharing sites, she herself runs a blog that is mostly filled with video game content. As Yanary, she masquerades as someone who is very cheerful, upbeat and overall a nice person who welcomes others with an open heart.
Equipment/Skills: Ayano is rather efficient in the world of computers, she has some basic understanding of hacking and coding but don't expect her to plant or create a virus somewhere.
Background: Ayano grew up in a simple home, she had the basics a family had: A mother, a father and a sibling or two. She had friends, was excelling in school and overall everything was fine.
Things changed during middle school though, as Ayano faced the cruelty of bullying. She was practically the center of it all, they'd talk behind her back and would even threaten to kill her if she didn't do something that appealed to them. Eventually, she took it all to heart and considered herself to be the worst person to ever live off the face of the Earth. She didn't fight back, it'd only get worse. She tried telling a teacher, it didn't do much. She told her parents, it only lasted a day.
As time went on, she became bitter and thought that her only real friends were the ones she made online. They listened to every problem she had and thought she was a good friend. She retreated into the Internet whenever she had a bad day and would just forget everything that happened.
Nowadays she's heard some freaky rumor about teenagers suddenly changing personalities and how its connected to this 'Mirror World' she heard about...
Persona: Dantalion
Appearance: A thousand faces, one mind.
Abilities:
Bewilder
Mudo
Strong against Dark
Weak against Light</s>
<|message|>Masahide Saji
Saji Residence27.4.2015
'So damn tired...' That was the only thought that crossed Masahide's mind as he slowly began rising from his bed. The park had took a number on the boy, causing sharp pains and aches to course through his body from the labor the night before. Still, the boy forced himself to his feet as he began to put on a fresh suit- all the while yawning and stretching as he tried to adjust. Shortly after, he'd find himself in the bathroom neighboring his bedroom, going over the same routine as he briefly styled his hair and turned to leave. It was then that he paused, eyeing himself over in the mirror as he looked over himself- as he did the night before. Still as pale as a ghost, and those dark circles under his eyes still prevalent. '... Maybe I'll head home early tonight?' Masa thought to himself as he continued to leave the room, making his way down stairs.
The hardwood platforms creaked softly under the weight of the boy, despite having survived many generations of the Saji family, it was beginning to show it's age. Even then, it was very well maintained: nearly no dust was present, the carpets well cleaned, and even the lights in the house seemed to be new. Or at least immaculately well kept. But the visual were soon trumped by the scents wafting about the abode, originating form the kitchen as subtle clatter and commotion would be heard. Reaching the doorway within moments, Masa would peek his head inside- spying his mother and her daily practice of cooking breakfast...
"Morning." Masahide spoke as he now fully entered the kitchen, causing his mother to jump as if slightly startled.
"Masa?" She replied, setting her whisk aside for a moment as she seemed somewhat awe struck. True, it had been a while since Masa had made time to converse with his mother, and even longer since he'd stopped by for her cooking. Still, the look subsided into a warm smile as she returned to her labors, "Glad to see you up and about. I was worried you were going to sleep all day, what with you coming home so late."
"I didn't plan on being up this early either... But I've got a couple of things to do before practice today." Masa made his way to the counter at his mother's side as he leaned against it, unable to suppress an audible groan from the strain his muscles were experiencing.
"Really, Masa?" His mother's eyes had that look again... The same look he had gotten the night before form that girl, "Could you skip at least one day to get some rest? I mean, you haven't mis-"
"I'm fine." Masa replied curtly, eyeing over his mother out of the corner of his eyes as he forced himself to stand... The concern on his mother's face was more then evident, but he wouldn't hear another word, "I'll try to be home after practice."
"Masa... Just- Be careful." Was his mother's final reply, placing her free hand on his shoulder as she leaned in to kiss him upon the cheek, before returning to her work. As Masa left his home, the sound of the shutting door would trigger his mother to pause in her efforts as she began to cry.
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Ferrero Mall
It seemed like an eternity had passed as Masa entered the mall, his legs tensing up and cramping slightly as he paused a moment. It had only been yesterday since he had been here, but all at once it seemed like a different place. Was it always this busy? Had he just not noticed? Even with experiencing the rush firsthand, it was different looking from the outside in. Still, he'd begin traversing the mall, though with no real goal in mind. Even he didn't know why he was here... A few people had recognized him and snickered slight, but all at once their attention became diverted as they rushed to a growing commotion. Though curious, Masa would make no attempt to actually see what was going on- merely posting himself upon a wall as he watched over the crowd.
A lucky split in the crowd revealed what looked to be a fight, "Really? In broad daylight? What type of idiots would throw down in the mall at a time like this?" Shaking his head, he'd merely wait patiently, watching the events play out- an amused smirk subtly spread across his lips.</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Ferrero Mall
The first few blows struck his mouth, smashing his lips against his teeth, cutting them deep and letting the blood flow freely. He spat it on the ground, making a big puddle of scarlet red on the floor. The leg sweep came next, dropping him to the ground. He caught himself on his hands, putting himself in an upwards pushup position. Before his reaction, the cooling water came splashing onto him, refreshing him and invigorating him to keep fighting.
"Oh that water feels good." He remarked out loud, not knowing why he did. He launched himself towards the girl, tackling her and putting her in a boxer's hug. He brought his fist back, hammering her gut three times before trying to shove her off.
Akari Yamamoto-Ferrero Mall
"Ohohohoho." Were her first words after the fight had started. This was better than she could have imagined. Noboru getting the shit kicked out of him and she got the pleasure to watch it unfold.
Akira spoke to her, and her laughter rang out again. "You don't know the half of it. By the time this fight is done he'll be a pulp on the ground, hopefully more. Maybe he'll get hospitalized and people will feel pity for me, about how bad it is to have a brother in the hospital. It's good to be me."</s>
<|message|>Jun Himura
Kitsune Inn//26 April//Evening
"That was a bloody waste of time..." Jun sighed under her breath, heading into the dining hall to have her meal now that she was out of her kendo gear. She took a seat and picked at the sushi that was sitting in front her half-heartedly, bored out of her mind. Her father and his 'friends' were in a private hall to discuss business, and Jun was not interested in listening to the different ways Yakuza came up with innuendo for blackmail, murder and extortion.
"Arere? My kouhais are here?" Jun commented to herself, finally noticing the two girls hanging out by themselves. She considered going over to join them, but thought better of it. There wasn't any point in imposing herself on them, especially not when they seemed to be utterly terrified of her. Her badass female deliquent persona only worked in clubs, she supposed. Besides, she was bored to the point that even talking to the pair of them was a chore at this point.
She walked past the two of them on her way out, and signalled to the waitress at the dining hall. "If my father asks for me, I'll be by the river. Is there anywhere I can get fireworks around here?" After getting the appropriate information, Jun proceeded out of the Inn, hoping to find some form of entertainment.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Ferrero Mall - Cinemas
27/4/2015 Monday
It looks like they were showing a new movie today. "Persona 3: Falling Down". Persona... Huh... In any case, they were advertising this movie for quite awhile, and it appears to finally be out now. It was the start of Golden Week, so that meant a whole week off. As Rui remembered, some schools didn't do a full week off and instead only had a few days, but likely it was different for other schools, his last one was like that. This one though was more laid back.
Leiko was admitted to hospital too, but she wasn't wounded or anything, they said she should be back while a good amount of Golden Week was left over.
"Thus, nothing much to do today... Hmmmm..."</s>
| <|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa:Kitsune Inn
As Ayano and her cousin watched the heated battle ensue before their very eyes, she couldn't help but feel she was in some sort of fighting video game. The technique and skill Jun displayed in the match made the back of Ayano's mind shiver in fear, this is one girl that you DO NOT want to meet in an alley...As if her cold stare wasn't already a red flag. Then in one swift movement, the Yakuza Girl hit her opponent with nine strikes, it was like a Hyper Combo Finish and her opponent fell. When it was over, Chiaki leaned in close to Ayano, making her groan a bit.
"I must say, this is rather brutal, what do you say we return to our room after this display of brawn and have a quiet relaxing dinner together? I think this is a nice enough show of entertainment, after all, I did come here so I could spend some sisterly time with you... Perhaps we'll run in to Miss Yakuza tomorrow."
"Tell me about it." Ayano was all for the action but that particular move just made her want to avoid the girl all the more. When the mention of dinner came in to their conversation, Ayano smiled lightly and looked at Chiaki with a gleam in her eyes. "That sounds lovely!" The girl didn't even look back at Yakuza Girl once, she just hopes that they'll see her less and less throughout the week. With a new goal set in stone, Ayano followed her cousin to the dinner area.</s> |
<|description|>Ayano Wakahisa
Age: 17
Appearance: Enjoying solitude...
Arcana: Hermit
Personality: A rather gloomy and brooding person by nature, Ayano doesn't really talk much and prefers it stays that way. When she's outside-a thing she does so very rarely-you'll often see her staring at the ground when walking and she usually has a troubled or discontent look on her face. One thing she keeps on demanding is for people to leave her alone, as she prefers to lock herself up in her own room. On the Internet however, her personality becomes a complete inverse of what she is, adopting an alias known as Yanary who stalks image boards and art-sharing sites, she herself runs a blog that is mostly filled with video game content. As Yanary, she masquerades as someone who is very cheerful, upbeat and overall a nice person who welcomes others with an open heart.
Equipment/Skills: Ayano is rather efficient in the world of computers, she has some basic understanding of hacking and coding but don't expect her to plant or create a virus somewhere.
Background: Ayano grew up in a simple home, she had the basics a family had: A mother, a father and a sibling or two. She had friends, was excelling in school and overall everything was fine.
Things changed during middle school though, as Ayano faced the cruelty of bullying. She was practically the center of it all, they'd talk behind her back and would even threaten to kill her if she didn't do something that appealed to them. Eventually, she took it all to heart and considered herself to be the worst person to ever live off the face of the Earth. She didn't fight back, it'd only get worse. She tried telling a teacher, it didn't do much. She told her parents, it only lasted a day.
As time went on, she became bitter and thought that her only real friends were the ones she made online. They listened to every problem she had and thought she was a good friend. She retreated into the Internet whenever she had a bad day and would just forget everything that happened.
Nowadays she's heard some freaky rumor about teenagers suddenly changing personalities and how its connected to this 'Mirror World' she heard about...
Persona: Dantalion
Appearance: A thousand faces, one mind.
Abilities:
Bewilder
Mudo
Strong against Dark
Weak against Light</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-After School-6/5/2015
Noboru stood for what seemed like forever, thinking about whether he should go home or not. He took the necklace from his hand and snapped it back around his neck. It felt soothing, like a hand on his back, supporting him all the way. It was a calm in the raging storm that was happening in his life. Despite all these things coming towards him with a raging fury, the deer necklace felt like a ward for him, protecting him. He thought for a moment about the necklace, and made a decision. He wanted to make a visit. He took a slight jog and headed down the road.
Looking down the road, he approached his destination. He looked up at the sign.
"Warakuma Hospital".
He looked around, making sure no one was following him, and headed inside.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov May 6th, 2015 | Wednesday
Alexei was up to his regular routine. The clothes were neatly hanging on the clothesline. The vegetables had all been chopped and he had prepared the bacon for the lunch and it was still just 5.45 AM. He was about to put things together and get to preparing things for the day. It was a big day today, his mother was do have another surgery. Her health had been stout throughout the Golden Week but doctors had found a few alarming developments.
They had informed him about it and he had given his consent regarding the new line of action though his mother did the decision making. Though Elena was upset but she quickly calmed down about learning the seriousness of it.
As he was mostly done and was about to get started on breakfast he was greeted by the surprise of Elena at the Kitchen's doorway. From the looks of her disheveled appearance it was clear that she hadn't bothered to wash herself up before coming to see him. It was clear that something was eating at her mind and with the event of today it was hardly any suspense as to what it was.
"Good Morning! Eli." Alexei greeted her, acknowledging her silent presence as she just stood there watching him cook.
"Nii-san!!" she started but paused. There was a pregnant silence as Alexei just waited for her to finish what she wanted to say, " I am not going to school today." she said finally, letting out a deep sigh.
"Why? Aren't the exams around the corner." he said without looking at her, she was an obedient little child. He hardly had any complaints, if any, with her. She wasn't always so, she was indeed quite a brat in her growing years. But, after the incident that made them leave Tokyo. Her behavior did a complete 180.
"I wanna be with mum." she said meekly. She knew how hard her brother worked to keep the family together. To her, he was a saint whom she can't repay for the burden he carried on her behalf, without ever letting a complaint slip his mouth. All he expected out of her was her complete focus on living a normal school life and doing exceedingly well in exams so that she could get in at Tokyo University. Though, it was just a day off from her routine, she knew that he never took one and there was a bit of guilt but at the same time the worry that she may never be able to see her mother alive ate at her. There was always that risk and while she didn't know of how much it troubled Alexei, she knew how much it affected her.
Alexei stopped what he was doing for a moment as he heard her. She shook slightly expecting an order from her elder brother. In the end, she would do what he said even if it would not be what she want.
"I understand." he said quietly. She stood with her mouth agape, she hadn't expected that in the least. Yet again he had managed to exceed her expectations.
"Even better, I'll drop you at the hospital while I go to school." he said turning around to look at her with a slight smile.
"Oh! Thank you, Onii-san!" she said as she ran and hugged him. He returned the embrace as he patted her head. After that she went to get some more sleep and he packed her lunch. He proceeded to workout a bit before they both got ready and went out of the house.
He dropped her at the gate of the hospital.
"Say a prayer from my side too." he said as he patted her cheek and planting a peck at her forehead before departing. She watched him turn the bend before going inside. A big day waited ahead.
Afterschool
It was practice time again. Lately Alexei's interest had waned in the other clubs he was part of. Especially as the kidnappings intensified, he couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy and on the edge. Meanwhile, Sagat had put Inoue on a tough circuit for the past few weeks and the results were starting to show.
Through her gym vest one could see the contours of newly formed muscle. Inoue had dropped a few percent of body fat and looked more ripped, her jawline had gotten more prominent and a fierce aura emanated from her as beads of sweat sparkled in the afternoon light that filled the musty hall they called the MMA Club Room.
The change had started a few weeks back, Sagat had come to the conclusion to put her mental will to test by giving her dream a shot. It was decided that over the course of next four weeks Sagat would try and imbibe some of his technique into her game before Alexei would take over and try the same.
"Okay, Inoue!" Sagat clapped his hands loudly to snap him out of his thoughts and gather attention.
"I think you are mostly ready, it is now time to test that." He said with his laidback drawl that was his style. It was hard to believe that a man who acted so laid back and relaxed was such a brute.
"You have 3 minutes to score a clean hit on Alexei. Elbows and Knees are allowed." he said, looking over at Alexei to motion as if he could handle it. Alexei gave him a thumbs up to mark his accent. Inoue had a confident look to her as she took stance, it was a Muay Thai stance instead of her regular Tae-Kwon-Do one. Alexei also stretched a bit before getting ready. Sagat was to act as referee.
With his signal the bout started, immediately Inoue went on the offensive with a high thrusting kick. Alexei leaned into the attack to catch it on his shoulder before grabbing the offending leg tightly and spinning Inoue mid-air with a twist before going for a leg lock. Immediately Sagat blew whistle to signify his victory.
Soon the three minutes passed. In the end Inoue didn't manage to get even one clean hit on Alexei but unlike times before, Alexei had to think on his feet to counter her. She had gotten a lot more faster and ridiculously stronger apart from a fly like agility that was hard to counter normally. It was just that she had played into Alexei's close quarters game with her over-aggression but it was a good lesson learnt.
"Inoue! Unless you are confident that you can get in and get out quickly. Don't go for a thrust kick against a floor specialist." Sagat said as he leaned next to a prone Inoue who was still catching her breath. Even with her extreme effort, Alexei had been a wall not easy to surpass.
"Also why didn't you use elbows? I said it was allowed. Were you scared?" he asked curiously.
"I..hunh..I..Didn't want to hurt him." she said exhausted.
"Do you think him to be this weak? Or you think that just in a month you have closed down the gap in strength?" he continued his little investigation. Though it sounded rude, it was necessary. A fighter's main job was to fight but to fight within rules. So it was essential that one knew of every rule and every exception.
"Umm.."
"Don't answer. But trust him, he isn't mad that he would volunteer for such an activity. Also, I have hit him harder when we spar." he said with a grave expression.
"You know that our target is not women's MMA, right? It is to be the complete fighting machine. Irrespective of it being a boy or a girl." he said with a hint of pride. " So you wash those doubts and try again."
They rested for a while before going for a pullup contest which obviously Sagat won. Inoue came in second to her own surprise.</s>
<|message|>Gen Itoshi
Gen Itoshi
Monday, May 6
th
- 2015
Warakuma High (Class 1-1)
Gen was closing his textbook when Chiaki came up to him. At first, he was unsure as to the reason why she would do such a thing, but when she started explaining, it made even less sense. She did not have to go as far as inviting him to lunch. In fact, he had brought his own lun- Oh, he left it at home. Great. He could try convincing her to pay just for her food. He would be lying if he said he had money for the two of them. He had to stop that habit of his to only bring just the necessary money for essentials. He was starting to look mean rather than thrifty.
Nevertheless, Gen straightened up in his seat. "Ah, well, yes I'm free." As though he was on a busy schedule. "You don't have to pay for everything, though." He stood up, a slight shiver running down his spine as the death glares pierced his very soul. Gen could get kidnapped just for that. "Are you ok, by the way? I mean, you're feeling better, right?" He started walking towards the class door, as he was anxious to stop being watched like some moving target. Gen would never see the archery club in the same light. "Oh wait, you don't have to answer that. If you don't feel like it." He did start talking to her yesterday, and even then, they did not talk much. Gen was not aware how much he could ask, though he would obviously avoid anything kidnapping-related, because, if anything, he had common sense. Somewhat.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma High - Kendo Club
6/5/2015 Wednesday
Kendo Club was on today. Just yesterday he briefly attended Drama and Leiko seemed to be doing okay. In any case, he was at Kendo today instead, and things went pretty much okay. As expected everyone was trying to get some technique training out of the way before activities would lay low for a bit before midterms. In that sense, Rui wasn't too concerned about the midterms, he had kept up on the material well enough... Maybe if he studied a little extra... Well in any case, Kami was here too briefly but left early. Rui could guess why, it was the investigation task he took up for himself, then again he had always done this even before.</s>
| <|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma High
The day finally came when Ayano heard the good news, Chiaki was all fine and well and was able to get right on track as soon as she left the hospital. She was overjoyed to hear that she had not suffered any serious injuries or displayed any abnormalities that warranted attention, she just can't wait to finally be able to talk to her once again, but for now that will have to wait. Focusing her attention on her lessons once more, Ayano made the valiant effort to listen attentively to every single detail her teachers had to say today, midterms were coming soon and she's not the one who's aiming to fail.
Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma High, After school
The lessons were finally over and Ayano felt like she was in an utter trance as she tried to process each and every single lesson they discussed today, time felt like it was moving so slow compared to the things that were going on in her brain. She kept on mumbling things about how what this and that were and how that was relative to this and so on so forth...Only when her seatmate snapped his fingers in front of her did her trance stop. Looking around the classroom, Ayano slowly tried to regain her composure from the sudden influx of knowledge she had learned today. At least now midterms won't be as hard. As she began to leave the classroom, the idea of visiting her cousin passed by her train of thought, it wouldn't hurt to check on her, right?
Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma High, Classroom 1-1
Peering her head through the front door, the girl surveyed the room in search of her cousin, only to find her talking to a stranger. Realizing that she probably had plans for the day, she slowly retreated into the shadows and headed straight home.</s> |
<|description|>Ayano Wakahisa
Age: 17
Appearance: Enjoying solitude...
Arcana: Hermit
Personality: A rather gloomy and brooding person by nature, Ayano doesn't really talk much and prefers it stays that way. When she's outside-a thing she does so very rarely-you'll often see her staring at the ground when walking and she usually has a troubled or discontent look on her face. One thing she keeps on demanding is for people to leave her alone, as she prefers to lock herself up in her own room. On the Internet however, her personality becomes a complete inverse of what she is, adopting an alias known as Yanary who stalks image boards and art-sharing sites, she herself runs a blog that is mostly filled with video game content. As Yanary, she masquerades as someone who is very cheerful, upbeat and overall a nice person who welcomes others with an open heart.
Equipment/Skills: Ayano is rather efficient in the world of computers, she has some basic understanding of hacking and coding but don't expect her to plant or create a virus somewhere.
Background: Ayano grew up in a simple home, she had the basics a family had: A mother, a father and a sibling or two. She had friends, was excelling in school and overall everything was fine.
Things changed during middle school though, as Ayano faced the cruelty of bullying. She was practically the center of it all, they'd talk behind her back and would even threaten to kill her if she didn't do something that appealed to them. Eventually, she took it all to heart and considered herself to be the worst person to ever live off the face of the Earth. She didn't fight back, it'd only get worse. She tried telling a teacher, it didn't do much. She told her parents, it only lasted a day.
As time went on, she became bitter and thought that her only real friends were the ones she made online. They listened to every problem she had and thought she was a good friend. She retreated into the Internet whenever she had a bad day and would just forget everything that happened.
Nowadays she's heard some freaky rumor about teenagers suddenly changing personalities and how its connected to this 'Mirror World' she heard about...
Persona: Dantalion
Appearance: A thousand faces, one mind.
Abilities:
Bewilder
Mudo
Strong against Dark
Weak against Light</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Corporate War Zone - Warden's Office
21/6/2015 Sunday
As Ryan's shadow transformed, so did the room, or rather, the very back of the office. As Ryan's shadow took on a more shadowy figure, and it's clothes changed, the entire back wall and roof of this room was destroyed, as a gigantic humanoid loomed high overhead the party. It adorned a prisoner's outfit, and chains seemed to keep it tied down, though it had enough freedom of movement to attack the party. Ryan's shadow suddenly made a motion as if issuing a command, and the shadow followed, going for striking the party. It's gigantic fist cratering the ground as everyone just barely managed to avoid it.
Just how were they supposed to beat that? Well... The shadow might be the key, but it was probably more difficult than simply taking out the commander...
"Ayano, begin scanning Ryan's shadow, not the colossal shadow. The key might be there", he requested.
"Everyone else, split up. If we cluster up, it becomes easier for it to attack us", with that command he immediately fanned out to the center-right, and watched for the next move.
Play of Control - Backstage Penthouse
21/6/2015 Sunday
As the party watched the scene unfold, and the expected outcome occur, Sieghardt's shadow transformed, although mostly only it's own body changed, along with clothing. It appeared to be a little underwhelming, but the party spotted something in it's hand... Money? As soon as the shadow appeared to 'hand it out', a shadow instantly appeared beside it, and accepted the wad of cash. And as soon as that transpired, several other shadows appeared too, all wearing suits, they all seemed to have their own themes too.
"What?! No way...",
"What? What is it?", asked Kazuki.
"These aren't simple minions... Each one of these shadows are strong, and it looks like this shadow can call them up on will... I'll keep scanning to see if I can find an opening", she said. So each and every one of these shadows were going to be a pain, even on their own... There was a large one, that looked like a frontliner and bodyguard, the ones in dresses looked like they wielded magic, and there were ones with guns and another set with swords... It was a pretty varied set, but them individually was probably not going to be the biggest problem, it was their combination. They all balanced each other out and complimented each other.
"Alright... Guess we'll try and take this slow", a reasonable decision. At least until Megumi was done scanning.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Corporate War Zone: Floor 2, Warden's Office | Sunday
The combined attacks upon the restrained giant seemed to work to unbalance it and making its attempt at freeing itself that bit harder - just enough time for the group to pour another volley into it whilst Rui kept the shackles bound. The key was precariously close to turning however - but with Alexei's heavy blows, Sato's howling wind and Kotori's lightning strike, the enemy was soon reeling. Rui, however, seemed to see this as a chance and chose to go in for the kill rather than play it safe - which, luckily, paid off as the slashes of both his and Aksr's swords brought the enormous shadow down; much to the relief of Kotori who had been afraid they might have to once again try to dodge an enraged shadow's hefty charges.
Taking the moment's respite to catch their breath - something Kotori was most thankful for - Ayano wasted little time in scanning ahead and soon enough informed them that their target was nearby and up ahead. Though still breathing a little more quickly than she'd have liked, Kotori nodded nonetheless when Rui checked to see if everyone was ready to press onwards - she didn't want to slow everyone down nor leave whoever was caught in this whole dungeon mess to have to stay at its mercy any longer than necessary. As such, the group soon headed out - though not before Ayano informed them that a hallway to their left would lead to the other dungeon. Given the ever more bizarre architecture of these places, it didn't even seem all that strange anymore - instead, Kotori was just glad to have at least some convenience for once which would make it easier for either group to aid the other should the need arise.
Once again, they came to a door - this one leading to the warden's office, according to the words upon it. Peering inside before they stepped through, it seemed rather spacious - not that dimensions seemed to matter or make all that much sense most of the time - and as such they entered the room. Kotori nervously glanced about, though she found nothing to warrant it - before settling her eyes on the person in the middle of the room. The figure seemed familiar once again - but she only recognised the prospective Agriculture Club member on a second glance, seeing as he'd only very briefly showed up before vanishing just as quickly.
However, he was not alone - standing before him was once more a doppelganger of sorts which had just noticed the party's arrival. Much as before, the shadow - which was which was not hard to tell from the sheer venom in its voice - began to speak, nonchalantly speaking of Ryan's past. However, the shadow's voice quickly grew in both volume and anger and before long was practically screaming as it spat out words of resentment at his parents. Uncomfortable at hearing another person's secrets being laid out without their consent, Kotori didn't know whether to listen or not - though the voice of the shadow made it hard not to either way; especially when its words about running away from other people sounded more than a little familiar. However, she looked up again when Ryan suddenly shouted at the fateful words that the shadow was not him.
A dark laugh resonated around the room as shadows converged on the other Ryan; signalling its transformation into a more monstrous form - or rather, the room's transformation. It seemed to draw in the shadows of the office's back wall; tearing it apart in doing so - and revealing behind it an enormous humanoid figure; much like their previous adversary but even larger still. It too was clad in prisoner's clothing and much as before its arms were clasped in cuffs. However, there was little time to be taken aback or wonder about any meaning as the shadow wasted none in pointing at the party - which the giant seemed to take as command and brought a fist crashing down. Everyone only barely managed to get out of the way as the ground itself shook and the huge fist even left a crater where it had struck the floor. Kotori was increasingly anxious whether her healing spells would be able to undo the damage from such a devastating attack - or, for that matter, whether she'd be able to withstand one herself.
However, now was not the time to dither and worry - instead, she simply had to prevent that possibility from occurring in the first place; even if that thought sounded a lot less confident that she might have liked. Rui meanwhile had already ordered Ayano to scan the smaller figure of Ryan's shadow and then told them to split up - not a bad idea, considering the sheer strength and area of attack this giant possessed. Taking up position roughly in the middle left, she quickly glanced about to make sure everyone else was definitely uninjured before focusing her attention on the giant - were it not for the calming presence of both Kikuri-Hime and the other three group members, she wouldn't feel even half as confident. Now, however, she decided to focus on dodging any incoming attacks and, if necessary, heal any incoming damage whilst anxiously awaiting the completion of Ayano's scan.</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Mirror World - Play of Control - Stage > Backstage Penthouse
Sunday, June 21st, 2015
After a long while, they finally managed to put down the shadows, though quite exhausted afterwords. They weren't exactly strong but had quite the endurance, while it went on longer than she had hoped, it gave Akane quite the work out and let her blow off some steam. With the fight over, Megumi suggested that they'd rest, which she was more than happy enough to agree to, though, she didn't particularly didn't like that last sentence. Akane wasn't exactly fond of people getting involved in her fights without her say in the matter.
With a sigh, she got off the ground she was relaxing on and stretched. With the team having finished resting, they headed backstage and came some backstage doors which led to a well lit hallway. According to Megumi the hallway to the right lead to the dungeon the others were in. So they're directly connected, hmm? Kazuki, having calmed down from earlier, led them upstairs where they found a door leading to a fancy suite, there they found their target. She didn't know this one as well but apparently he's a member of the Drama club.
Shortly after the show, as usual, the shadow transformed, though to be honest, the change was quite underwhelming. It got kind of strange when they noticed a wad of cash in it's hands. Shadows have their own currency now? It got even stranger when another shadow appeared soon after and was handed the money with more shadows appearing soon after. What is this, some low-class gangster movie? According to Megumi, the shadows are quite strong and from the sounds of it, the main shadow boss has some kind of shadow summoning ability. In short, this battle is going to be a pain in the ass if dragged out.
With not knowing exactly they were dealing with, Kazuki made the call for them to take the battle slow and be cautious until Megumi finishes scanning them. "Well, in that case..." Summoning Setanta, she called for a Rakukaja to raise her defense to ready herself for the long haul.</s>
| <|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Corporate War Zone
18/6/2015, Thursday
Soon enough, the towering shadow fell and Ayano let out a sigh of relief as the party emerged victorious, however their respite would be cut short when they realized they were not over just yet. The next area was a hallway, in typical video game fashion it was empty and could obviously lead into nothing else other than the boss room, judging by the little information tidbits her screens were giving her, this was the pathway from before, but it also lead to another dungeon? She scratched behind her head, first it was World War with Shadows and office equipment, then it was Silent Hill 2's prison level, what was next? Her thoughts were answered when the party came to a door with the words "Warden's Office". Beyond that door she could feel an ominous presence, one that was more powerful than the giant before it, there was no doubt that the person they were sent to rescue was behind this door, as well as their shadow too.
Steeling themselves for the upcoming battle, they entered to see a wide-open office space, yep this just screamed "Boss Battle Area" all over it. In the center of it all was...Ryan? Ayano couldn't believe it, it was that Ryan kid from the Anime and Manga Club! And obviously, his shadow was there, taunting him with words that were pure and utter exaggerations of the bitter truth, it wasn't long before Ryan's temper couldn't hold back his aggression and shouted those three words, triggering the transformation of the shadow. Ayano gulped as she prepared for the worst, what were they going to fight this time around?
What greeted the party was another towering giant that looked like it could easily crush the party under it's hands, a feat it demonstrated by creating crater with its fists. Accompanying this shadow was a smaller one dressed in a policeman uniform, looks like big boy takes commands from the little one. Nodding at Rui's request, Ayano begin to tap away at her keyboard, her screens shifting focus from the fight to both of the shadows, a big yellow danger sign was displayed across the screen with the giant shadow, displaying that it was invulnerable to damage. On her right screen however, the policeman was very much weak and susceptible to pretty much any attack the party might throw at it. However, judging from the feed she was receiving on her center screen, the behavior of the colossal giant made it apparent that it protects the smaller shadow from harm. Without hesitation, she began to send the information to the party.
"The smaller shadow is pretty puny, I bet if you guys pile on it, it'd fall in a matter of minutes. But don't waste your time defeating the giant shadow, it's invincible, but you can make it flinch with enough firepower. I suggest you guys stun the giant first, otherwise you won't get a chance to hit the smaller shadow."</s> |
<|description|>Chiaki Nettu
Chiaki Nettu
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Personality: Chiaki is calm, poised and elegant. She enjoys dressing in the 'Gothic Lolita' fashion, as she believes it helps her to stand out from her fellow peers. She is caring, to those she trusts, which is only a few selected people. Due to her popularity she has developed a sense of pride, believing in herself more often. Despite all of this, Chiaki has mild anger issues, to the extent where she 'pops off' unleashing a wave of anger upon the person or people that angered her.
Skills & Equipment: Being a model, she is a beautiful girl with many charming qualities and some stunning charisma that just draws people to her. She's also quite fond of Biology and the Human anatomy, you wouldn't know just by looking at her.
She equips herself with a lovely black thorn whip, both for fashion and fending off ugly brutes.
Arcana: Death
Persona: Freyja
Abilities:
- Bufula
- Mudoon
- Poison Arrow
Chiaki was always a kind, happy girl when she was younger, picking flowers, making friends. She believed she had the perfect life. Her mother was of Italian decent, her father was Japanese. She was born in the Tochigi Prefecture. Growing up there she had been introduced to several traditional, non-traditional and foreign practices. Her family only consisted of Her, Mother and Father. Although they were a small family, they succeeded in earning several amounts of income to support themselves. Her Father became a well known 'Waste Management' manager. Her mother took her education as far as possible, leading her into the supreme court where she defends people of all kinds. Poor Chiaki was left on her own, learning to take care of herself as her parents were never around during the day. Once Chiaki had reached her teens, she demanded that her parents pay more attention to her or she would call the authorities alerting them of how she has been mistreated all these years. Her parents agreed and vowed to spend more time with her.
Within the next year her parents became more distant, they would delve into deep arguments, fight all night and day. Chiaki was always the peace maker, she felt responsible, she believed it was her fault that they were fighting.
Once Chiaki had turned fourteen her parents then went through a few more 'rough patches' as they called them, then swiftly divorced and separated the following month. She would bounce from Mother to Father, Father to Mother. She had become sick of it, the life she had once knew was gone, she once again told her parents her feelings, this only angered them, they both agreed that if Chiaki hated them so much, she should go live somewhere else.
Chiaki was horrified, she ran away from the life she had once had, she had contacted a social service, they had her moved from Tochigi to to live with her Grandmother at Tatsumi Port Island. She had become accustomed to life there, she was staying with her Grandmother who had applied her for a modeling job for a magazine, against her will. She became very popular with the 'Goth, Pop and Gothic Lolita' Crowd. Her agent began to insist that she take her popularity to the next step and become a full fledged Idol.. After some convincing from her Grandmother, she agreed to it and was ready to set out on her journey as an up coming Idol. Unfortunately, her life changed once again, as her Grandmother had passed away. She was devastated, the life she had finally become used to, the life that she had created, one of happiness, was shattered.
She had turned fifteen and was attending private schooling but the social services believed it would be better for her if she was moved to live with her Aunt and Uncle in Warakuma, and attend the nearby school, interact with other students on a daily basis, so they enrolled her into the High School.
Having to turn back on her life again, she gave up being an Idol before she could even start, although there is still evidence of her being a model around, you don't even need to look hard enough, after all she is rather popular, if you're into idols that is.</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Before school-April 20, 2015
Before school, Noboru decided to check up on Matthew. They talked for a little while, chatting up small talk. Noboru started to get up and leave and as he passed through the door he gave one parting farewell gift.
Hey friend. You seem a bit down, so I got you a special surprise. Enjoy!
As Noboru passed out the door, the ice queen walked in, ready to take care of Matthew.
Noboru Yamamoto-After School-Same Day
Noboru looked at his shirt, disappointed. His favorite workout shirt was ruined during the fight with matthew, all torn up, he sewed it back together, but he was unsure whether it would hold or not. You could tell where the tears obviously were, the jagged sewing lines. He decided to keep wearing the shirt, only because a childhood friend had sewed the shirt back together, and he didn't want to make his friend sad. He switched out shirts and went to the mall looking at new shirts to possibly replace his old one at a later date. He bought two new shirts, each black with different colored stripes running down the sides. He stretched and prepared in his old shirt, ready to run an extra mile or three.</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma High, Front Gates
Golden Week. Ayano repeated it over and over in her head, from the moment she woke up until she was walking all the way to school. As much as the girl didn't want to admit it, she was genuinely happy for the upcoming holiday, who wouldn't? All the other kids can go to hot springs, inns, hotels or beaches, but her? What Ayano had in mind was something else, a major event was taking place in an MMO she plays, double EXP and Drop rates, limited edition stuff and all within the comfort of her pals! Oh, it made her all the more excited! As soon as this school day is over, first thing she's gonna do is run to her room and start playing. Her fantasies however were cut short, as the first bell rang abruptly. Grumbling to herself, Ayano headed off the class, hopefully nothing to stressful will happen. She's going to pull an all-nighter!!
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Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma High, Classroom 3-1
As soon as homeroom started an announcement was made regarding the safety of the student named Matthew Harvester. Piqued once more, the girl pressed a finger below her lip, "Another one? Just like Yamamoto." she said to herself. There was definitely a connection in there somewhere...But it doesn't concern her, so for now Ayano just shook her head as classes resumed to normality.
To Ayano's dismay it seemed the day would have quite the number of activities lined up for her class. Hectic as it was, she steeled her nerves and decided to endure it until the end...Before giving in to the pressure and finally surrendering herself to the confusing questions. Soon enough though the bell had signaled the conclusion of the day and Ayano just darted out of the room like an arrow being shot only stopping midway in the school's lobby when she had remembered two important things. One, it's Monday so she has her club day today. Two, Chiaki, her dear cousin...It's honestly been a while since the two had even talked to each other. Maybe she can put off the gaming stuff for a day or two and maybe spend Golden Week with her family for once? By family, we mean Chiaki. Although hesitant and reluctant at first, Ayano eventually felt the guilt rising in her system and made a quick U-Turn and headed for room 1-1, hoping that Chiaki would be there.
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Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma High, Classroom 1-1
Despite classes having already ended a few minutes ago, Ayano still made the effort to visit her cousin's classroom and knocked on the door multiple times before opening it and poking her head out. The other students looking at her with curiosity made Ayano felt uncomfortable before she began to speak up, "Is...Chiaki here?"</s>
<|message|>Chiaki Nettu
Chiaki Nettu
Warakuma High - Class 1 - 1
Chiaki's day was pretty average. Her friends, all had club meetings and she didn't want to bother her senpai, so she sat in her classroom for a little but to ponder on what she should do next. Ever since she arrived in Warakuma, odd events have been occurring. The ripping of Noboru's clothes, disappearances and each person that disappeared would return a few days later, hospitalized. She considered checking up on Matthew for the day, but she could already hear his horny comments in her head.
"Aha, I knew you couldn't resist me babe. I'm all broken, why don't you come over and fix me up... <3"
Chiaki shook her head at the thought, perhaps she will post him a get well card. It was very sudden, but the class door slid open and a soft but familiar voice could be heard.
'Is... Chiaki here?'
She immediately recognized it, it had to be her older cousin, Ayano, it was very unusual for her to come visit, normally she is reclusive and avoids people. This was a nice change and Chiaki openly welcomed it.
The only people to turn and look at her, were a few students who stayed back to have a study session and Chiaki. She walked over, greeting her cousin with a smile.
"Yep, I'm here. It's nice to see you Aya-chan. How may I help you?"</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma High, Classroom 1-1
Thanking the gods above, Ayano suddenly tugged on her cousin's arm and pulled her out of the classroom before promptly closing the doors. Now that she thinks about it, so far this is the most time they've spent together...Hopefully that would change by the upcoming holiday. Looking at her straight in the eye, Ayano inhaled and exhaled repeatedly, "Relax" she said to herself over and over. "It's just your cousin. Nothing incredibly awkward about that, nosiree." As embarrassed she was to admit it, her reclusive nature affects even her siblings. Breathing deeply once more and letting it all out one final time, Ayano-finally-spoke up. "Listen, you know how Golden Week is coming up right?" The girl paused for a moment, looking down at the ground below her before looking up at Chiaki again, she felt like she was playing one of those dating sims..."I was thinking maybe we could spend a few days together? You know, catch up and stuff? Maybe buy a few things? I dunno, you're the one who's popular, maybe you can suggest an inn or something."</s>
| <|message|>Chiaki Nettu
Warakuma High - Class 1 - 1 (Just Outside)
Chiaki was a little surprised, this was completely out of Ayano's normal behavior but at the same time she was greaty excited and happy to be able to soon spend some time with her cousin.
"I was thinking maybe we could spend a few days together? You know, catch up and stuff? Maybe buy a few things? I dunno, you're the one who's popular, maybe you can suggest an inn or something." Mumbled Ayano as she looked at her feet, before looking back at Chiaki. It was easy to tell she was slightly nervous about asking this type of question.
> + 10 Affection
> + 10 Trust
Nodding ever so happily, Chiaki loved the sound of this, planning some fun events with her cousin would be so much fun. She quickly thought about all the fun things they could do together, for a moment, she considered inviting her other friends but remembered how anxious her cousin gets around new people and decided to leave them out of the loop. It was time for some sisterly bonding!
"Oh of course! That would be excellent Aya-chan! In fact, I know some excellent places we could go! How about later this evening we browse some stuff up on the computer and maybe we can book ourselves an Inn! Sound good? Haha, You haven't even said yes but I'm already excited!"
So much sudden happiness was exerting from Chiaki, you could almost feel the emotions pulsating off her. She suggested, to Ayano that they should go to the mall and have some after school sweets, that way they could discuss the kind of place she would like to go. Or for them to return home and begin their search for an Inn from there, which ever suited Ayano.</s> |
<|description|>Chiaki Nettu
Chiaki Nettu
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Personality: Chiaki is calm, poised and elegant. She enjoys dressing in the 'Gothic Lolita' fashion, as she believes it helps her to stand out from her fellow peers. She is caring, to those she trusts, which is only a few selected people. Due to her popularity she has developed a sense of pride, believing in herself more often. Despite all of this, Chiaki has mild anger issues, to the extent where she 'pops off' unleashing a wave of anger upon the person or people that angered her.
Skills & Equipment: Being a model, she is a beautiful girl with many charming qualities and some stunning charisma that just draws people to her. She's also quite fond of Biology and the Human anatomy, you wouldn't know just by looking at her.
She equips herself with a lovely black thorn whip, both for fashion and fending off ugly brutes.
Arcana: Death
Persona: Freyja
Abilities:
- Bufula
- Mudoon
- Poison Arrow
Chiaki was always a kind, happy girl when she was younger, picking flowers, making friends. She believed she had the perfect life. Her mother was of Italian decent, her father was Japanese. She was born in the Tochigi Prefecture. Growing up there she had been introduced to several traditional, non-traditional and foreign practices. Her family only consisted of Her, Mother and Father. Although they were a small family, they succeeded in earning several amounts of income to support themselves. Her Father became a well known 'Waste Management' manager. Her mother took her education as far as possible, leading her into the supreme court where she defends people of all kinds. Poor Chiaki was left on her own, learning to take care of herself as her parents were never around during the day. Once Chiaki had reached her teens, she demanded that her parents pay more attention to her or she would call the authorities alerting them of how she has been mistreated all these years. Her parents agreed and vowed to spend more time with her.
Within the next year her parents became more distant, they would delve into deep arguments, fight all night and day. Chiaki was always the peace maker, she felt responsible, she believed it was her fault that they were fighting.
Once Chiaki had turned fourteen her parents then went through a few more 'rough patches' as they called them, then swiftly divorced and separated the following month. She would bounce from Mother to Father, Father to Mother. She had become sick of it, the life she had once knew was gone, she once again told her parents her feelings, this only angered them, they both agreed that if Chiaki hated them so much, she should go live somewhere else.
Chiaki was horrified, she ran away from the life she had once had, she had contacted a social service, they had her moved from Tochigi to to live with her Grandmother at Tatsumi Port Island. She had become accustomed to life there, she was staying with her Grandmother who had applied her for a modeling job for a magazine, against her will. She became very popular with the 'Goth, Pop and Gothic Lolita' Crowd. Her agent began to insist that she take her popularity to the next step and become a full fledged Idol.. After some convincing from her Grandmother, she agreed to it and was ready to set out on her journey as an up coming Idol. Unfortunately, her life changed once again, as her Grandmother had passed away. She was devastated, the life she had finally become used to, the life that she had created, one of happiness, was shattered.
She had turned fifteen and was attending private schooling but the social services believed it would be better for her if she was moved to live with her Aunt and Uncle in Warakuma, and attend the nearby school, interact with other students on a daily basis, so they enrolled her into the High School.
Having to turn back on her life again, she gave up being an Idol before she could even start, although there is still evidence of her being a model around, you don't even need to look hard enough, after all she is rather popular, if you're into idols that is.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Game Over Arcade
29/4/2015 Wednesday
The tournament started, and Rui was doing fine, managing to qualify for the higher spots. Rikimaru and Seighardt had a pretty difficult time once they began vying for 5th and upward spot and were beaten fairly often, while Masahide was managing to go par with the top three. Although, what stood out to all of them, was one opponent, whom Rui eventually fought in the semi-finals. She used Margaret against him though, and he was handily beaten, no contest... He went on to vy for 2nd place with the other finalist and barely managed that, but the skill displayed was insane. He looked at the other matches too, and it seems she switched between Margaret, Marie and Elizabeth. He just took a step outside for a breather as the tournament concluded.
"Woooo! That was good!", it was the tournament winner.
"You look like you had fun Shiki, now come on, you play these all the time when we were in Tokyo though...",
"I know, but there were a lot of strong people here! And it was a tournament! Of course I had to", the finalist was a little girl. Well, she was adorable, so it was hard getting a little miffed about it.
Rui - Minazuki (2nd)
Rikimaru - AkihikoR (5th)
Masahide - Akihiko (3rd)
Seighardt - Narukami (4th)
Minazuki (8+1) vs Akihiko (8) MMAAM(IK) MMM (Minazuki Wins)
Minazuki (8) vs Narukami (6) NMMM(IK) NNMMN NMNMM (Minazuki wins)
Minazuki (8) vs AkihikoR (3) MMM RMRR MMM (Minazuki Wins)
Narukami (6+1) vs Akihiko (8) ANANA(IK) AAA (Akihiko wins)
Narukami (6+1) vs AkihikoR (3) ANNN NNAAN (Narukami wins)
Akihiko (8) vs AkihikoR (3) ARRAA AAA (Akhiko Wins)</s>
<|message|>Tanaka Toma
Toma Tanaka - April 27th, Afternoon | Yoshida Book Café
The red haired boy leaned forward on the counter, quite literally twiddling his thumbs as he waited for anyone to enter the store and give him something to do.
As he stared at the shelves across the room, considering grabbing a book to read, he heard a door sliding open behind him and some shuffling. Looking over his shoulder, Toma saw Yoshida entering through the back door, rubbing his tired eyes. When his eyes met the boy's, an apologetic expression flashed across his face as he stepped closer.
"I can't believe I fell asleep like that, I'm sorry," he said before pausing and glancing around. "Did... you look after the store while I was out?"
Toma shrugged. "Sure. I didn't want to wake you," he answered, turning away dismissively.
The old man frowned. "You should have. I need to be awake to run my shop, after all. And I would rather not make a young kid like you feel like he has to waste his time and energy to help out a decrepit old fart."
An amused huff escaped Toma as a small smirk spread across his face. "I wouldn't say you're 'decrepit' yet. You can manage to carry boxes of books still."
"I'm quite close enough to fitting that description," he answered with a scoff.
"Hm, maybe. Anyways, it wasn't any trouble. I stayed because I wanted to. You were only napping for a couple hours, and there weren't too many people to serve."
Yoshida took a few moments to reply, giving something of a defeated sigh. "Okay. Thank you, Toma-kun. I'll include extra money when I give you your pay."
The boy raised his eyebrows, but still managed to look disinterested. "You don't have to, that's not what I was going for."
"Well, I want to. I've got more money than I'll ever be able to use in the time I have left. You deserve it anyway; you're a good kid, from what I've seen."
Toma raised his eyebrows again, though this time it was more because he didn't know how else to react to those words. After a moment, he smiled and replied. "If you insist, I won't turn down extra pay, I guess."
"Turning down my generosity was never an option. Now get out of here and go do whatever it is you kids do these days."
That got another small laugh from the boy. "Sure thing."
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April 29th, Morning | Ferrero Mall
Toma strolled around, sipping on his canned coffee, enjoying the spring breeze. Spring was great. And fall, for that matter. Both seasons weren't too warm, nor too cold. The perfect weather for track jackets, and God knew how much he loved his wearing his track jacket.
Over the past couple days, he had seriously been considering visiting Leiko in the hospital, to ask about her kidnapping and see if she'd tell him anything. He decided against it though, since he had only spoken with her once. Not to mention he had the feeling she wouldn't take too kindly to him barging into her hospital room and demanding answers about a traumatic experience mere days after it had happened. She was probably sick of being questioned, and he had no real right to add onto that, despite how badly he wanted to know. He resolved to talk to her at a later time.
And that was essentially the entire purpose of his walk. Along with simply killing time, he kept an eye out for those who had gone missing and turned back up, wanting to stop and talk to any of them. Sure, he could wait until school started again -- that would be a much more reliable way to locate one of them -- but that was several days away, and he didn't feel like waiting that long. And it wasn't like he had anything better to do.
As he finished his drink, he noticed a small sporting goods store. Glancing over, he perked up upon spotting a wall of soccer equipment through the window. Feeling excitement and an irresistible urge welling up inside him, he entered the store and made his way to the soccer section. He was brought back years into the past, remembering all the times he had spent in shops like these, admiring the equipment -- especially the balls and shoes. He had been able to spend hours in such a place, taking everything in several times. That had stopped several months before Taiki had passed away, as Toma had decided to quit competitive soccer to focus on school. It was a decision he'd always sort of regretted since, but still convinced himself it had been the right one -- school, after all, was more important for his future than sports, no matter how much he had dreamed of making it to the big leagues when he was a kid. He missed playing, that much was certain.
Stepping towards and picking up a fancy-looking pair of cleats, he glanced at the price tag and was quickly reminded how expensive these things could get. Smiling to himself, he put them back, before grabbing a ball that looked to be of decent quality. It wasn't the cheapest one there, but it's price wasn't exorbitant either. Besides, he didn't want to skimp on this purchase, and he had the money at the moment.
It had been a long time since he had felt so satisfied while buying an item.
Late Morning | River Bank
It didn't take long for the boy to find himself an out-of-the-way, flat spot of grass right beside the river that ran through the town. The place was plenty peaceful, and even helped relax the recently constantly frayed Toma.
He soon tossed his jacket off, leaving it at the base of a nearby tree, and began kicking the ball around, attempting tricks he hadn't tried in a long time. A few of them took several tries to get right, but he was quickly able to consistently do everything he had been able to do before, much to his happiness. Soon enough, he found himself playing Keep Ups, and seeing how long he could keep the ball in the air without letting it hit the ground, using any part of his body other than his arms and hands.
How many hours had he spent in his life doing this exact thing? Toma wasn't sure, but he wouldn't be surprised if it was in the hundreds. He didn't even know what his record was -- he only knew that it was pretty good.
The game had always been sort of therapeutic for the boy, and it was especially so in this moment. It had been too long. His first attempt of the day had ended at a mere 11 touches, but each subsequent try brought that score up exponentially, until he stopped bothering with counting all together, never dropping it unless he meant to, to take a break or run around a little and try some dekes and tricks.
This was just about the perfect activity for him: it required enough concentration to keep his mind from drifting too far, but not enough to tire him out. And despite how boring it likely seemed to any outsiders, Toma easily lost himself in the game, allowing the time he so desperately wanted to kill to fly by.</s>
| <|message|>Chiaki Nettu
Chiaki Nanami
Kitsune Inn - Morning
After sleeping soundly with a belly full of Takoyaki and rice, Chiaki began to rustle a little as the chirping of birds could be heard through the walls of the inn. Slowly, Chiaki battered her eyes open, barely being able to bring her hands upto her face, she rubbed her eyes. Before gaining the strength to arise, she turned over onto her side to see Ayano. She was facing her back she decided to try and bug her, that is to say, she if she was awake. She flicked her hair behind her and began to talk to her possibly still sleeping cousin.
"Oh, Ayaaaa-chaaan. Are you up? I hope you're not secretly playing a game console or something that you snuck along for the trip. Because I organised to have us taken to an arcade for some great fun today!"</s> |
<|description|>Chiaki Nettu
Chiaki Nettu
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Personality: Chiaki is calm, poised and elegant. She enjoys dressing in the 'Gothic Lolita' fashion, as she believes it helps her to stand out from her fellow peers. She is caring, to those she trusts, which is only a few selected people. Due to her popularity she has developed a sense of pride, believing in herself more often. Despite all of this, Chiaki has mild anger issues, to the extent where she 'pops off' unleashing a wave of anger upon the person or people that angered her.
Skills & Equipment: Being a model, she is a beautiful girl with many charming qualities and some stunning charisma that just draws people to her. She's also quite fond of Biology and the Human anatomy, you wouldn't know just by looking at her.
She equips herself with a lovely black thorn whip, both for fashion and fending off ugly brutes.
Arcana: Death
Persona: Freyja
Abilities:
- Bufula
- Mudoon
- Poison Arrow
Chiaki was always a kind, happy girl when she was younger, picking flowers, making friends. She believed she had the perfect life. Her mother was of Italian decent, her father was Japanese. She was born in the Tochigi Prefecture. Growing up there she had been introduced to several traditional, non-traditional and foreign practices. Her family only consisted of Her, Mother and Father. Although they were a small family, they succeeded in earning several amounts of income to support themselves. Her Father became a well known 'Waste Management' manager. Her mother took her education as far as possible, leading her into the supreme court where she defends people of all kinds. Poor Chiaki was left on her own, learning to take care of herself as her parents were never around during the day. Once Chiaki had reached her teens, she demanded that her parents pay more attention to her or she would call the authorities alerting them of how she has been mistreated all these years. Her parents agreed and vowed to spend more time with her.
Within the next year her parents became more distant, they would delve into deep arguments, fight all night and day. Chiaki was always the peace maker, she felt responsible, she believed it was her fault that they were fighting.
Once Chiaki had turned fourteen her parents then went through a few more 'rough patches' as they called them, then swiftly divorced and separated the following month. She would bounce from Mother to Father, Father to Mother. She had become sick of it, the life she had once knew was gone, she once again told her parents her feelings, this only angered them, they both agreed that if Chiaki hated them so much, she should go live somewhere else.
Chiaki was horrified, she ran away from the life she had once had, she had contacted a social service, they had her moved from Tochigi to to live with her Grandmother at Tatsumi Port Island. She had become accustomed to life there, she was staying with her Grandmother who had applied her for a modeling job for a magazine, against her will. She became very popular with the 'Goth, Pop and Gothic Lolita' Crowd. Her agent began to insist that she take her popularity to the next step and become a full fledged Idol.. After some convincing from her Grandmother, she agreed to it and was ready to set out on her journey as an up coming Idol. Unfortunately, her life changed once again, as her Grandmother had passed away. She was devastated, the life she had finally become used to, the life that she had created, one of happiness, was shattered.
She had turned fifteen and was attending private schooling but the social services believed it would be better for her if she was moved to live with her Aunt and Uncle in Warakuma, and attend the nearby school, interact with other students on a daily basis, so they enrolled her into the High School.
Having to turn back on her life again, she gave up being an Idol before she could even start, although there is still evidence of her being a model around, you don't even need to look hard enough, after all she is rather popular, if you're into idols that is.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Park || May 1 FRI
"Oof! I-It's nice to see you again, Elena-san." Suddenly being hugged by the younger girl, cheeks of the raven haired girl flushed lightly, embarrassed and slightly uncomfortable of the physical contact. Due to her being a timid type of girl, even slight physical contact with girls caused her to fluster, it wasn't necessarily only towards Elena. But even then, this sort of affection was nice to be shown towards her. It felt as if she was accepted by the person, even if little.
"A-Are you certain he's alright...? We-Well, if you insist." Looking up at the taller student to inspect if any visible injury was found on Alexei, Shizuka's hazel eyes peeked behind her dark bangs. With her offer of a band aid being turned down and seeing no visible marks on the Dragunov, the female student placed it back into her purse while attempting to calm herself down. Once she was being suggested to retry at her attempt at the coin toss, she felt heat upon her cheeks once more feeling abashed at her earlier failure. "I-I suppose so... If it does truly grant happiness as the rumors have said, it'll be worth another try." With a bashful smile, Shizuka nodded and picked the coin from the other's hand.
Once again, the girl turned her back towards the fountain with the 100 yen in hand. Her hidden eyes shut closed in concentration, her mind solely thinking about the courage she needed and the understanding from the people she hoped for. At the moment she was about to toss the coin backwards into the fountain, "MOTHA FUDGING HELL." Greatly startled by the sudden English shouting, Shizuka's aim towards the fountain missed once more and flew towards the new foreign male, bonking him on the head. Quickly turning to the source of the voice, she covered her mouth to soften her gasp at the sight of the boy with a bleeding nose and her coin atop his head.
"W-Why must this keep on happening?" She was finally done trying this dumb rumor. It was becoming more of a curse with how she keeps clumsily hitting people with the coin, it was definitely not worth it anymore. Rushing at the fallen boy's side, she panicked while quickly trying to form words in English that she could recall as of now. "U-Uh, I-I am bery sory fo disu a-akshidento. Ma-May I herup you?" Pronunciation definitely needed work but Shizuka hoped the foreign male would understand what she was trying to convey. Whether he understood it or not, perhaps using gestures was easier, bending down, she held an open hand towards the boy.</s>
<|message|>Matthew Harvester
Matthew Harvester || the boy who tripped
*donk* "WHA" As Matt rolled on the floor he felt something hit his head. Trying to assess what had hit him Matt decided to stop rolling around like an idiot though he spent the next few seconds in a daze after noticing a coin? was on his head and hearing a girl try to speak to him.
To be perfectly honest he didn't understand anything she said so he stared at the girl for a few seconds before he had a stupid revelation.
Suddenly Matt jumped up yelling "[OH GOD ITS A CUTE LITTLE ANGEL AM I DEAD!?]" Of course screaming such a thing suddenly would probably startle anyone so realizing this Matt suddenly got embarrassed.
"er... sorry for that i tend to yell stupid things when shocked... of course I'm not dead.... i think" Scratching the back of his head Matt laughed awkwardly as he noticed his surroundings... there where people around... looking at him... they must all think im some kind of idiot...
ok being an idiot wasn't getting anyone anywhere anytime soon so Matt coughed and decided to try and blow over the situation.
"um thanks for seeing if i was ok? So this is kinda awkward soooo... The names Matthew Harvester nice to meet ya'll even in this weird situation hahahaaa" Matt started scratching the back of his head again</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Thursday, May 1st, 2015
Noboru was worried. If those photos got around to the wrong person, they would cause a lot of trouble. But there was nothing he could do now. It was already set in motion. Akari was gonna fuck his life up for the next few weeks with this. If that wasn't bad enough, some random stranger came up to him. He introduced himself, as someone called Tanaka Toma.
"Oh uh, hey. I didn't recognize who you were at first, Aiko talks about you occasionally. You're his track running friend right? Nice to meet you. No, uh, nothing is the problem. I was just a bit surprised at something. It's gone now, nothing major.
Noboru was uncomfortable. He didn't know how to talk to any of his siblings' friends. He didn't much care to, mostly to not get involved with his siblings. But if Aiko was having this sudden change of heart, might as well be friendly to his friends as well.
"So, uhhh, you're Aiko's friend? Nice to meet you. If you didn't notice, Aiko doesn't tend to have many friends. Mostly due to his up front rudeness about himself. Glad you fought through that silly facade however. He needs some friends. So ummm, was there something else to ask?"
Noboru's feet tapped the ground, he was nervous. It felt awkward talking to someone his brother had a crush on, but that was something he wouldn't spoil.</s>
| <|message|>Chiaki Nettu
Game Over Arcade
"I'm going to dominate you!" Shouted her cousin, with a very eager and... frightening expression on her face... Chiaki could feel her defeat hanging over her head before they even began to play any games. With today's new age technology the arcade require you place virtual tokens on key cards that you swipe on any machine you wish to play. Thankfully, Chiaki and Ayano had brought along some extra money for today... Although Chiaki hoped Ayano wasn't blowing all of her money, though it did seem like she was...
The two girls enjoyed several different varieties, and of course, Chiaki failed miserably at most every one of them and was too scared to try any of the horror simulator games, such as 'Corpse Manor' & 'Horror House 4D' where you sat in a booth and had to wear special 3D glasses, she feared a heart attack going near the booths themselves. Chiaki was rather fond of her bonding time with her cousin, it was most likely one of the most precious times while staying in Warakuma...
At the racing simulators
"Oh goodness me, I seem to have crashed into a competitor of mine!"
At the fighting game section
There was a rather large group of people, watching the duo fight, it seemed as if perhaps they had arrived just after some sort of competition, pity Ayano didn't get to participate, although exhibition matches were still allowed and it seemed as if she was enjoying the constant thrashing of Chiaki in the game.
"Oh me oh my! I've lost again! Can't you cut me some slack Aya-chan? I've never even played this type of game before!"
A few of the boys in the crowed were cheering for Chiaki regardless of how poorly at the game she was doing, it was mainly due to her popularity at school.
After the duo duked it out at the fighting arcade machines, Chiaki swiftly pulled Ayano over to the rhythm games. These were games she was all too familiar with, her career as a model that pushed her into becoming an idol for some short time really aided her in her miraculous victories, although Ayano started off bad at first, she quickly picked up the pace and learned how to get a really powerful combo stringing along. The crowd from earlier also followed to the two to this area and watched them dance battle. Whilst most were cheering for Chiaki, small cries for Ayano were even heard amongst the cheers.
"Wow! What an amazing day we had huh? I actually really enjoyed myself, perhaps we should come here more often?" Joyfully said Chiaki as her and Ayano left the Arcade. Whilst they waited for their Taxi to arrive and return them to the inn, Chiaki couldn't help but feel as if something, or someone was watching her. Call it womans intuition, if you must. She shrugged it off as nothing and returned to the inn with Ayano, all the while chatting with her about their day during the trip back.
Warakuma Shopping Complex
Today the shopping complex had a new Idol group performing. 'Azure 5' they were called. Chiaki new who exactly they were, the newest group from Tokyo who were doing poorly, due to their music not hitting high enough in the charts, also, her replacement. This group took over Chiaki as an Idol due to her being unable to fully become one when she moved to Warakuma. She almost chuckled. As awful as it was to think lightly of their situation, for some reason she was happy they weren't a large success.
Looking over at Ayano, it didn't appear as if she particularly liked the group or the song they were singing.
"I'll go get us some ice cream, just a moment Aya-chan, keep an eye on their cute dresses, that's probably the best thing about them hahaha..." Chiaki left after making her poorly tasting comment. It only took a moment to get through the crowd and find a vendor selling food, unfortunately, no ice cream, the two would have to settle for some colourful candy in a bag. Whilst she was away, the crowd seemed to have become alot thicker, not anybody she recognized from school, they must have been from Tokyo, followers of the group she assumed. Not a friendly looking bunch... Deciding to take a small detour, she walked around the outskirts of the crowd to try and find an opening towards Ayano...
It was very sudden, but she heard somebody call out her name... It was the last thing she could remember before losing all her energy, dropping the snacks on the ground and slumping into somebodies arms... Was it their arms?... Could it have been a bag?... Was it just a single person?... Confused and drifting into a slumber, Chiaki had passed out and was being taken somewhere...</s> |
<|description|>Chiaki Nettu
Chiaki Nettu
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Personality: Chiaki is calm, poised and elegant. She enjoys dressing in the 'Gothic Lolita' fashion, as she believes it helps her to stand out from her fellow peers. She is caring, to those she trusts, which is only a few selected people. Due to her popularity she has developed a sense of pride, believing in herself more often. Despite all of this, Chiaki has mild anger issues, to the extent where she 'pops off' unleashing a wave of anger upon the person or people that angered her.
Skills & Equipment: Being a model, she is a beautiful girl with many charming qualities and some stunning charisma that just draws people to her. She's also quite fond of Biology and the Human anatomy, you wouldn't know just by looking at her.
She equips herself with a lovely black thorn whip, both for fashion and fending off ugly brutes.
Arcana: Death
Persona: Freyja
Abilities:
- Bufula
- Mudoon
- Poison Arrow
Chiaki was always a kind, happy girl when she was younger, picking flowers, making friends. She believed she had the perfect life. Her mother was of Italian decent, her father was Japanese. She was born in the Tochigi Prefecture. Growing up there she had been introduced to several traditional, non-traditional and foreign practices. Her family only consisted of Her, Mother and Father. Although they were a small family, they succeeded in earning several amounts of income to support themselves. Her Father became a well known 'Waste Management' manager. Her mother took her education as far as possible, leading her into the supreme court where she defends people of all kinds. Poor Chiaki was left on her own, learning to take care of herself as her parents were never around during the day. Once Chiaki had reached her teens, she demanded that her parents pay more attention to her or she would call the authorities alerting them of how she has been mistreated all these years. Her parents agreed and vowed to spend more time with her.
Within the next year her parents became more distant, they would delve into deep arguments, fight all night and day. Chiaki was always the peace maker, she felt responsible, she believed it was her fault that they were fighting.
Once Chiaki had turned fourteen her parents then went through a few more 'rough patches' as they called them, then swiftly divorced and separated the following month. She would bounce from Mother to Father, Father to Mother. She had become sick of it, the life she had once knew was gone, she once again told her parents her feelings, this only angered them, they both agreed that if Chiaki hated them so much, she should go live somewhere else.
Chiaki was horrified, she ran away from the life she had once had, she had contacted a social service, they had her moved from Tochigi to to live with her Grandmother at Tatsumi Port Island. She had become accustomed to life there, she was staying with her Grandmother who had applied her for a modeling job for a magazine, against her will. She became very popular with the 'Goth, Pop and Gothic Lolita' Crowd. Her agent began to insist that she take her popularity to the next step and become a full fledged Idol.. After some convincing from her Grandmother, she agreed to it and was ready to set out on her journey as an up coming Idol. Unfortunately, her life changed once again, as her Grandmother had passed away. She was devastated, the life she had finally become used to, the life that she had created, one of happiness, was shattered.
She had turned fifteen and was attending private schooling but the social services believed it would be better for her if she was moved to live with her Aunt and Uncle in Warakuma, and attend the nearby school, interact with other students on a daily basis, so they enrolled her into the High School.
Having to turn back on her life again, she gave up being an Idol before she could even start, although there is still evidence of her being a model around, you don't even need to look hard enough, after all she is rather popular, if you're into idols that is.</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Warakuma High>Warakuma Hospital-4/5/2015
Noboru sighed as he got out of school. Drama club wasn't today, which was a godsend for him. No dealing with all that was perfect. He didn't have to deal with dramatic people. Heh heh heh. That was a good one. Noboru thought to himself for a second. It was time to visit the hospital, and go talk. He started on his way down the path to the hospital.
He got to the hospital, and looked in his bag. Good. The sweater was there, and he hadn't forgotten it. He had had it for a few weeks now, forgetting to give it back at any point in the past. He walked into the hospital and found her room. He walked in, pulling out the sweater. He opted to speak first.
"Hey you gave me this a while back and I figured you might want it. It doesn't really fit me, so it might be better if you had it back."
Noboru fidgeted, unsure of what more to say besides that. He thought of something quick, so the silence wouldn't be awkward.
"I hope you don't mind me asking. But back... there... your shadow said something before it disappeared. What was it? Or was it too personal to talk about? If it's too personal that's finr, you already had enough spilled to last a lifetime."</s>
<|message|>Masahide Saji
Warakuma High4/5/15
Having spent the majority of the previous on his own, Masahide had plenty of time to prepare himself for the return to school. Catching up on his studies and putting aside some time for his kendo drills. As he sat idly in his seat, gazing out the window, he couldn't help but recall his experience at the cafe. At first his focus was on his own unease, being around so many people he had never met and the awkwardness he felt. It wasn't often that he found himself in the middle of crowds, having made it a point to spend most of his time alone in his work or studies. Still, it wasn't all bad... He met a familiar face, and actually did something helpful for someone who hadn't asked for it. The thought brought a meager smile to his lips, though fading rather rapidly. His eyes flickered about the class as he took stock of his usual classmates; noting that the girl from the brutal brawl was among them.
'How can one draw that much attention to themselves? And for something so stupid as a fight?' His thoughts echoed in his own mind, turning his gaze away and back to the front of the class, 'Is she not embarrassed? There are far better ways to draw attention to yourself.' Shaking his head with a subtle sigh, he'd attempt to dismiss the thoughts. He sat silently through the rest of the class, his attention never wavering from his teacher or his papers until the final bell had rung. Packing away his supplies in his satchel, Masa wasted no time in preparing his departure. Soon, he'd be among those in the kendo club, and have his chance to unwind.</s>
<|message|>Matthew Harvester
Matt - Agriculture Club || Monday - After school.
Distracted by his thoughts Matt didn't notice anyone enter until Someone spoke up behind him as he was finishing off. From the quiet voice Matt guessed it was Kotori who he was turning around to greet, but before he greeted her Matt noticed the girl from the other day Shizuka or simply now Shizu walking up to him before she nervously greeted him while bowing.
"hahaha there's no need to bow I was hoping you were going to turn up today, If you want to join the club will gladly welcome you" Matt said with a beaming smile before placing his hand on Shizu's head and patting it.
He then pulled it away and laughed.
"sorry I kinda just do things like that at times, also hello Kotori as you can see we just got ourselves a new member… hopefully this one won't suddenly leave hahahahahaaa" Matt was energetic like usual Matt finally greeted Kotori.
"ok so now we have 3 proper members I feel like I should talk about why I wanted to make this club and some of my ambitions which I will start here" Matt didn't let his smile disappear but he had become a bit more serious.
"I have gotten permission to use the empty space next to the clubrooms to make a small field, I plan on using this space to test different agricultural methods….and grow some flowers but I mainly want to study methods more thoroughly.
I wish to find the best way to revitalise decaying lands and make barren lands harvestable"
Matt coughed and ended hoping he made things even a bit clear.
"oh right I almost forgot, i haven't really talked about what there is to do in this club… well I've got my ambitions but out of these what would you guys prefer? we can learn about agriculture methods of the world, learn about different plants and uses or something like growing different types of flowers and stuff" Matt had totally ignored the part where clubs have group activities until now</s>
| <|message|>Chiaki Nettu
Warakuma Hospital - Chiaki's Room
Shad an entire day full of questions and interrogations on what had happened to her, not only police but media bugs too. An Idol such as Chiaki suddenly going missing? The media eats that up for breakfast then recycles it for lunch. It didn't matter what she told them, she honestly couldn't remember what happened, just that she went to get some snacks for her and her cousin when she blacked out... Or was knocked out. It's not like she was going to tell them about the crazy stuff that happened afterwards in that weird world. She made up a very simple story that she must have been drugged, slept the entire time she was taken, and awoke outside the hospital still influenced by the drugs that her kidnappers dosed her with.
After a day of interrogation, her room was open to visitors and there was an in flood of male students with cards, balloons and gifts for her. It must have been strange for them to see her without her long hair into drills, no makeup, or fancy dress. The hospital wouldn't allow for to wear anything but their hospital sheets, no beauty products what so ever. Some hours later, the nurses shooed away the crowd of boys as they were being too rowdy, their noise began to irritate the other patients.
Shortly after, a familiar face showed up. It was Noboru.
"Hey you gave me this a while back and I figured you might want it. It doesn't really fit me, so it might be better if you had it back."
It was the sweater from a month or two ago that she gave him... Because of the 'event' back then.
"I hope you don't mind me asking. But back... there... your shadow said something before it disappeared. What was it? Or was it too personal to talk about? If it's too personal that's finr, you already had enough spilled to last a lifetime."
"Oh that! Yeah, um, well, thanks I guess... I mean, I can't really wear it since I have to keep this on until I'm allowed to go home..." In regards to the other question, Chiaki blushed and her hair fell in front of her face before she looked up and answered him.
"Um... Well it would probably be better... If I tell you here and now. While it's just us, nobody else... Noboru... I think I like, but more than just friends. My shadow... It told that I should confess my love for you. This must be hard to hear, coming from somebody like me, after everything you witnessed and did. But, I can feel it in my heart, my feelings for you are real, the rose you planted in my heart has bloomed into a full blossom. Noboru Yamamoto... Noboru Yamamoto I am in love with you!" Shouted Chiaki, her face red and hands shaking, she was a little scared and anxious, but she quickly calmed down and rubbed her cheek, eagerly waiting a response from the boy she confessed her love to.</s> |
<|description|>Matthew Harvester
Age: 18
History: Matthew grew up as a common farmer on a common farm somewhere in the country of Australia with his normal 3 member family, well everyone was normal except for Matt, he was always the odd one out as he found out early on in life. why was he the odd one out? He lived like everyone else and worked like everyone else from a young age and he thought he wasn't much different, he didn't look any different, he was always cheerful but that wasn't very special but what was special showed when he would go to the only school in the area which was pretty small. Matt showed great academic abilities from a young age which the small school could not handle after a while, he was in need of proper education somewhere else where he could become more than just a farmer.
When Matt was 14 he had already passed through everything he could learn from the school and his father decided to have a chat with Matt. He asked Matt if he wanted to be a farmer like his father and his father before him or if he wanted to see more of the world, Matt instantly said he wanted to see more. His father showed a huge grin when he answered and told him he had good news.
Ever since Matt was young his father thought he wanted his son to be something more than a farmer so he decided to put money aside every year to pay towards tuition fees when the time came, and that time had come.
Matt said goodbye to his parents, to his farm, to his town and vowed everyone he would do so well the small country town would be put on the maps. Where was he heading? to a prestigious boarding high school which his father barely had enough money saved to send him to. When he finally got to the big city and found his way to the school (eventually) he was overwhelmed by the size of everything, so overwhelmed it was obvious he was a country bumpkin to everyone. He started high school with a bright attitude that never wavered, heck it probably only ever got bigger over time. Maybe some of the reason was that most thought he was a fish out of water in the beginning but he soon showed that after taking a few classes he was well on the track of outsmarting them, he would have too if he didn't fall for Japanese culture in Foreign studies. Heck most his free time ended up going to studying about Japan… unless he had an assignment due of course.
As his high school life went on his always happy attitude rubbed off on people around him and he was never seen alone, or was there never anyone with a frown near him. It seemed as if everyone had forgotten they once thought him as a country bumpkin. As he spent his days having fun with his friends and studying he started to think about the future, what was he going to do? he was soon coming up to his last year, and as he started thinking a perfect opportunity opened up, an exchange program with a school in Japan was going to start which Matt instantly signed up for and took the test…. which he would've easily passed as he did study the language.
It was decided Matt would be the one to go and he called his parents to tell them he was going to Japan for his last year, they were both proud of their son and hoped he would see the world.
and Thus he ended in Japan for his last high school year…..
Personality:
always bright and with a smile on his face, he has always been the type that attracted people around him with his bright cheery attitude, though at times he has been known to be a bit blunt and headstrong as he isn't one to back down. He is loved by both people and animals.
Inventory: A bigger than average knife.... how it got through customs nobody knows
Arcana: Magician
Persona:
Kresnik
there are two main legends revolving around Kresnik, one is the Deity and the other is the vampire hunter legend, both tie together personality wise.
vampire hunter
Slovenia. A shaman who transformed into a white-coated animal to fight the Kudlak. In Croatian and Slovenian lore, a person born with a caul was destined to become either a Kudlak or a Kresnik. A person so destined to become a Kudlak would already begin a career of evil while still alive - his soul would leave his body at night in animal form and fly through the air to attack people or to magically do other harm to the community he lived in. When he died, he became an undead vampire who was then an even greater threat to the community. But if a person born with a caul became a Kresnik, he became a champion of the community. While he lived, his soul left his body in animal form at night to fight against both living and undead Kudlaks.
Where the kresnik was the representative of goodness and light, the kudlak symbolized evil and darkness
Deity:
Kresnik is the son of the creator deity, ruler of heaven. He lives in a fantastical country, sometimes called the "Land of the Rising Sun", "Eastern Land", or the "Ninth Country", and rules on the"world mountain", which is frequently described as being golden, crystal, or glass. He has been associated with fire, the summers solstice and storms. In legends of him as a human, he is a great king skilled with magic, but who interests himself in farming.
Skills: Dia, Agi, arm chopper</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Super Magical Runway || June 28 SUN
As the imitator transformed into something entirely different from her, the hazel eyes of Shizuka could not take her eyes off of the outrageous scenario. Just what was happening? Is this reality or some kind of dream? How did she end up in this situation? .... What was going to happen to her?
The team of four who had just arrived immediately sprung into action once the transformation sequence was over. "Do-Don't come any closer, i-it's too dangerous...!" While the maiden had no idea whatsoever of the capabilities that the fox demon had but if her intuition from games and anime were right, it was bound to have tricks up its sleeve. What she didn't know was that the four had their own unique abilities as well.
As her rescuers stepped forward, they summoned blue cards, out of nowhere, just to be shattered into pieces, triggering some kind of figures. Shizuka could not comprehend what was going on but this sort of scene felt all too familiar to her. Was it an anime she watched? Perhaps a game she played? She couldn't figure it out in the midst of such a mess and before she knew it, Rui and Matt were before her glass case, where the poor girl was trapped in.
Slash. An opening on the glass case was formed thanks to one of the figures they controlled. Before the fox demon would turn its attention back to her, Shizuka ran along with the two, Matt firmly holding her hand to lead her to safety. Once they were far enough from the enemy, the upperclassmen were about to dive back into action. Before they left, Shizuka cheered them on with a worried tone, "P-Please come back safely, senpai!" The brunette upperclassman turned back towards the maiden for a moment to flash a melancholic smile, one which she could not see the emotion behind. Was it because of what her fraud had spoke about? Feeling guilty whether or not she admitted it as true, Shizuka could not help but return the gesture with a frown.
Both Rui and Matt had gone back into the battle as things became more intense, especially how the fox demon had easily dodged their attacks in dancing steps. Shizuka didn't want to admit it but how the fox demon gracefully made each step with the swaying of her hips, arms and tails was visually appealing. But this was not the time to be amused by the enemy's movements. If this was no dream, they were putting their lives on the line for her sake. There was nothing she could do but hope for the best outcome and keep out of their way.
After figuring out a possible weak point, the battle went down smoothly and the team was able to topple the imitator down, causing her appearance to transform back into the familiar figure. Watching her struggle to even attempt to get up pained the girl's heart a little. "But you'll still need to come to terms with this, otherwise this won't end. Though I'm sure you can accept this part of yourself." As Rui stepped aside to let Shizuka pass, she gave a hesitant nod before approaching her other self. His last comment as she passed caused an ache to her chest, but her feet continued going forward. Before any appreciation was to be given, they deserved to know the truth.
"Um..." Shizuka knelt down to the shadow's level, seemingly unsure how to form words to express how she felt and what she wanted to say. "It... It is as you say. I-I've always been living in my own de-delusional world." Releasing a deep sigh, Shizuka continued reluctantly, "It must've began when mother and father... started drifting away from me. I-I've always held back from saying how truly lonely I felt... But instead, I indulged myself in my new found hobby."
"...But we wouldn't have known that that new hobby would turn out to become an unhealthy obsession." The magical girl dressed figure frowned at her own words, which also caused Shizuka to frown slightly.
"Yes... I-It was true. All that you've said. Because of the deprivation of attention from my parents, I... I sought out attention from upperclassmen and po-potential love interests as a shoujo manga protagonist would have done." Hazel eyes lowered themselves down as teardrops started to fall from the corners of her eyes. Lips trembled as the tone of her voice became softer and shaky. "I-I hadn't meant any harm bu-but I see now how my se-selfish actions brought pain to pe-people who are dear..."
Shizuka sobbed in between her words, making it difficult to understand unless one listened to her carefully. As more streams of tears rolled down her cheeks, a hand wiped away the tears on her left, then the right cheek. Blinking in surprise at the gesture, Shizuka stared at the figure similar to her as if wondering what had happened to her hostility. "Now, now. A crying face doesn't suit a shoujo protagonist, does it?" Despite the pain the imitator had endured throughout the battle, she managed an encouraging smile upon her lips. "You might have been a selfish shoujo protagonist but you've still brought smiles upon people's faces too, right? Making people happy, that part of you is what makes a true shoujo protagonist."
Realizing the truth in her shadow's words, the maiden smiled slightly, tears ceasing to fall as she responded, "I still have long ways to go, it seems. But... Thank you. I'm unsure whether or not people will still accept me as I am but being honest is the first step I've decided to take.
Um... And lessen my unhealthy obsession with otaku things as well.
" The imitator giggled at Shizuka's whispered last comment, followed by Shizuka's own giggling.
A blinding light started to envelop the other self, startling Shizuka to her feet. Just what was going on this time? Was it another transformation sequence? If it was, the light which surrounded the other self this time felt gentle and gave off a warm aura. The light dimmed as a figure within became clearer until it resembled another fox figure. While it was another image of a fox like the earlier one, this figure didn't seem to give off any hostile aura. In fact, it gave off a familiar, kind aura instead. Shizuka was still shocked and confused at everything that had happened in the past couple of minutes but she felt that she did what was right in accepting her. A bright smile adorned her features as a voice spoke,
I art thou. Thou art I.
I am Inari, the Goddess of Prosperity.
The voice faded along with the fox figure, leaving behind a shining blue card with an image of the Temperance arcana. The spinning blue card landed upon her open hands before it shattered into pieces, igniting a flash of blue light, wrapping Shizuka in a gentle, blue light. After a moment of letting what had just happened sink in, Shizuka turned to face the team of four, an apologetic expression upon her features. "I-I truly apologize for... a-all the tro-... trouble I've ca-caused.... But.... t-tha.... --ou....."
.........</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Moritomi Home for the Disturbed - Auditorium
28/6/2015 Sunday
@floodtalon
>Tadao: 3/4 SPD UP
>Ryan DMG1: 3/4 SPD UP
>Sieghardt: 3/4 SPD UP
>Chiaki: 3/4 SPD UP
>Mako's Shadow, Yama: 50%
As Tadao shielded the next attack head on, everyone began their counter-attack. Right before the shadow could take flight once more, blasts of wind and ice assaulted it and Seighardt's Persona going in for an attack struck it in the wings and legs, preventing it from rising into the air, as it crashed to the ground. The wings were injured, and the legs not as much, but now the shadow quickly went onto all fours to try and adapt to it's predicament.
"Those wings seem to be healing up, this is our chance to dish out some serious damage", Kazuki pointed out.
"All of you, watch closely for it's charge, it's legs are weakened, so it won't have as much force in it's next attack", so... They can parry the next attack, if they time this properly. If they can do that, this can be ended quite soon.</s>
| <|message|>Matthew Harvester
Matt || Super Magical Runway F2
Finally, the battle was finally over but Matt only felt partially relieved after the fight for probable obvious reasons and as hard as it was Matt still tuned in when Rui told Shizuka how the next part of it all worked.
"Didn't have to say that last part damn it" Matt mumbled as he watched Shizuka move towards the shadow, so many thoughts were going through his head at the time but also couldn't think of anything. His mind was so jumbled with both complicated and simple thoughts.
Listening to the acceptance Matt clicked his tongue with annoyance, not at the situation but at himself.
Loneliness huh, the boy remembered the foolish king and all the foolish actions made due to loneliness.
But as long as you move forward things can work out… looks like even I learnt a lesson from then huh….
"I-I truly apologize for... a-all the tro-... trouble I've ca-caused.... But.... t-tha.... --ou....."
Matt's train of thought was broken when Shizuka addressed the group, he saw her sway, knowing what would come next and before he knew it Matt was running towards her and got to Shizuka before she completely fell.
Tch.
Another click of the tongue due to the realisation that he moved without thinking… and another realisation.
Picking up the unconscious girl Matt addressed the rest of the group.
"Guess we should get Shizu out of here now it's all over."</s> |
<|description|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Characters:
Age: 17
Arcana: Chariot Arcana
Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.
While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.
Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana
Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.
Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.
By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.
Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.
Persona: Setanta
Appearance:
Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."
It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.
Command Skills
Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)
Passive Skills
Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)</s>
<|message|>Keiko Kobashigawa (ito)
Keiko Kobashigawa - Warakuma Highschool - Agriculture Club - Thursday, April, 16, 2015 - After School
The new boy introduced himself as Rui of Class 2-1, the cute boy was the same age as her. Keiko smiled politely and waved him at him. Kotori spoke of how they were waiting for Matthew or another member of the club, the boy response rubbed her the wrong way, next week?
Before Keiko could say anything to the boy he left and walked down off. Keiko gave where the boy stood a quizzical look, suddenly her red flags were raised and suddenly she felt even more worried for Matthew safety. Maybe this young man has some connection to the missing teen.
She should keep an eye out for Rui, maybe she's over thinking this a little, if this feeling lingers she can ask Auntie where he lives and she can keep tabs on him. Well, she should get going, looks like nobody will be coming, she better say goodbye for now and maybe meet up with them soon.
"Whelp, I should be heading home, I don't think any members will be coming today, I see you guys next week, or anytime before if you guys want to meet up later!" Keiko said while getting up and grabbed her bag, and walk through the door, she made sure to do a small wave before she left.
She has to make sure she's only over-thinking this whole thing, that guy couldn't be involved, could he?</s>
<|message|>Kashiwagi Utaha
Kashiwagi Utaha - Warakuma High
After School||April 16||Agriculture Club
"Oh, yes, it is nice to meet you, Rui-kun~! I am Utaha, class 3-2~! What'd you expect? You are all my cute underclassmen~!" Utaha said, taking the two girls and pushing them against her chest with joy. "I am so, so, soooo happy to meet cute underclassmen like you~! I'm sure we'll have lots of fun in the Agriculture club~!" Utaha said. Of course, it was a bit of an stretch right now, since it semeed that the Agriculture club had been cancelled for the day. Utaha tried her best to remain cheerful as always, though she was sure everyone else didn't feel all that cheerful about the fact of Matt disappearing.
Still, what Rui said. Well, it seemed like hopeful words more than anything. Just trying to be cheerful like her so that other people didn't feel bad, but she followed up with it. "Um~!" She nodded in agreement. "I'm sure Matty will be back soon enough, so we should just wait~" After that, the guy said he was leaving. Utaha simply started waving goodbye at him as he disappeared from the room.
"Well..." Utaha let go of the two girls and made her way to the door. It seemed they would get nothing out of standing there, and Utaha thought holding them in there anymore would just be being selfish. "Then, I'm going back to my house girls~! Take care on your way home~! It is dangerous out there lately!" Utaha said with a smile, and then walked away from there. Utaha too felt a bit bad, so she decided to just go back to her house and have some rest. She felt some kind of hole in her stomach, perhaps it was the worry she had over Matt's disappearance?</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Rui Shinichi
16/4/2015 - Thursday > 19/4/2015 - Sunday
Rui swept through the rest of the week rather quickly, school went by somewhat fast, with Golden Week coming, everyone was already talking about what they were going to do on the week long break. Rui didn't have an idea of what to do, in fact it wasn't even really on his mind. He felt a sense of duty towards helping those who were trapped in the Mirror World, he didn't quite understand how they ended up there. Based on the last two, Noboru and now Matthew... They were nothing like his experience... In any case, it was Sunday now.
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The Kingdom of Me
19/4/2015 Sunday
"The Kingdom... of Me...?", Noboru uttered, whether it was out of confusion or annoyance, it definitely felt rather... Arrogant. The party wasted no time arriving at the warehouse, and already ventured into the mirror. Soon they were standing before a fairly pleasant forest, with a big sign pointing inwards "To the Kingdom of Me!". According to the sign also, this was the "Forest of Beginnings". Megumi was already standing by with her Persona scanning ahead, before Rui, Noboru and Kami were going to step through.
"Now, before you all go in, I'd like to assign someone to call the shots. I will remain here to keep Megumi safe... So someone who is going in will be calling shots... Just so we have a unified group. I'd like to assign this duty to Rui, and Kami as his second, because you two are the most level-headed, and the most experienced out of us here excluding me and Megumi", the group nodded in agreement, and shortly afterwards, Megumi spoke up.
"Okay, I've finished scanning ahead... I can confirm there is a small town on the other side of this forest. I am getting a strong reading from there, so that's probably where our target is", she announced. That was the sign to go in, and so they did.
"Be careful in the forest, I'm getting a variety of readings, from very faint to bold, so it's likely the shadows here are able to hide too".
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Warakuma Mall
19/4/2015 Sunday
The mall was having a little event today in the central area. It appeared to be selling an assortment of arts and crafts equipment and materials, as well as fabrics. This little event really reminded you that Warakuma was still a fairly rural area, despite the urbanization. It was mostly mothers, grandmothers and school girls who would flock to make cute things, though there was an occasional embarrassed male. One in particular was not looking so embarrassed, in fact he probably had the most full bag there... He seemed to be middle-aged, short and well-kept hair, and an unchanging expression that showed perseverance. Based on what he was doing, this was probably relevant to his job... Maybe? At least that's what most figured.
In any case, here he was shopping. The clothing stores in the mall were having a sale on outing clothes due the up and coming Golden Week too, and a new fast store selling small electronics opened too.</s>
| <|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma High // Manga Club
Thursday, April 16th, 2015
After School
As she turned the page, she the door swung open and Rui entered, announcing his arrival. "Hey" she said in response. Looking down at herself, she looked back at him. "Don't mind me, I just didn't feel like drawing. Hell, I don't feel like doing anything right now. Figured taking things easy and doing whatever once-in-awhile isn't bad at all." she finished with a yawn as she was stretching before leaning back.
"How about you?" From the looks of it, Akane guessed something might be weighting him down or something. Maybe some relaxing might do him good? "If you're not up to drawing, I've brought plenty of manga with me if interested." she smiled while holding up her school bag.
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Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma Mall
Sunday, April 19th, 2015
Despite still being in the midsts of her self-imposed 'drawing ban' where she wouldn't write and would stay away from things doing with drawing. She thought she'd put that on hold and come and upgrade her drawing utensils and resupply on her art supplies. After hearing about the little event the mall was putting on, it's not like she could let this chance slip by, yea?
After loading up on art supplies, she began roaming around the mall looking for where to go next. Passing by a clothing store she stopped to look into the window. "Hmm, it is that time of year, After all." And I could use some new clothes... she thought as she looked down at her worn clothes. Looking from side to side, she slinked into the store.</s> |
<|description|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Characters:
Age: 17
Arcana: Chariot Arcana
Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.
While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.
Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana
Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.
Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.
By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.
Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.
Persona: Setanta
Appearance:
Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."
It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.
Command Skills
Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)
Passive Skills
Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Cosplay Cafe || April 20 MON: After School
The blond maid nodded in relief, since she was the one responsible for dragging the male student into the cafe in the first place. If it were not acceptable by his standards, she would be guilty for her actions but that was not the case. What Rui said next piqued her interest as living in Tokyo sounds like an exciting experience with all the events and tourist spots for an avid anime/manga fan. Her expression lit brightly in interest as she responds, "Tokyo sounds like a wonderful city! Unfortunately, I've yet to take a visit there since my parents usually busy themselves with their work. Well, it's great to know you feel the same about the interest as well." A soft giggle escapes her lips, being glad to know there were more people of her age still into such interests than what she predicted.
"As for me, definitely! As such, I display my passion for it through cosplay, I've even learned to tailor my own costumes like the one you see before you." She made a gesture with her arm to emphasize the bloodied maid costume she wore. Just a moment after her statement ended, another maid pardons her intrusion to deliver the orders of the customer. That was certainly quicker than she had anticipated. A slice of rich, dark chocolate cake covered in camouflage patterned matcha frosting with a cute, bazooka chocolate decoration atop the cake was placed before him, along with TaP soda in a proper glass with bendy straw. To prevent herself from disturbing him from enjoying his cake, Shizuka bowed and excused herself, "I do hope you will find your cake to your taste, master. Enjoy!"
It was only a couple of minutes before the doors to the cafe threw open with an excited voice, slightly startling Shizuka to a faint flinch. The waitress settled herself down as she recited in unison with the other staff, "Welcome home, master!" Seeing as the rest of the crew were busy with the other customers at the moment, the blonde approached the new customer, "Please help yourself to a seat of your liking, master! A curve on her lips as Shizuka settled the male to a seat. Taking a quick glance upon him and she could tell he was another student from Warakuma High, the uniform being evident. Was this the new hang out spot for the Warakuma students? She shook off the silly thought and handed him a menu. "Here is our menu and as you can see, we have a number of items to match our current theme! Please take your time."</s>
<|message|>Akira Kirigakure
Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma High // Manga Clubroom
Monday, April 20th, 2015
After School
As she was finishing up her 2nd path on 'Devil Survivor', the door suddenly opened and in walked Alexei. Given that it was Monday, a day known globally as one hated by people of all sorts, especially students (well anyone with a job really) and of course since Rui was involved in others clubs and well, the others turned into ghost members, suffice to say, she wasn't expecting anyone to drop-by. Saving her game, she turned her game off and placed the DS inside her school bag. Getting up to stretch, she turned towards him.
"Oh hey. That's true, it's mostly me but aside from another 2nd year, the rest have pretty bunch turned into ghost members." She laughed as he set his bag down on the table. "Not that I really mind, though." She continued. "I'm quite used to having no one around, quite relaxing really." she smiled.
Stifling a yawn, she paused a moment before responding to his next question. "I'm quite interested, however, since I was invited by Inoue, I joined the kendo club. I pretty much have mondays and fridays locked with this club and Tuesdays and Wednesdays with the kendo club but I'm free Thursday and what not. And I can always drop-by every now and then on Mondays when bored but I'm not really sure when your club meets, if that's fine."
"As for the betas and backgrounds, I prefer to do them myself. No offense, but I like the satisfaction and sense of fulfillment of writing and finishing by own work un-aided. Plus, it's great practice for when I attempt to be a professional, no?" she beamed.
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Akira Kirigakure // Warakuma High // Archery Range
He couldn't wait until she finished before breaking into a laugh. Not a mocking one but a good ole honest laugh. To be exact, it was after she uttered 'Number 2'. Despite what you may be thinking, it's not that. He's not a child, after all. Anyways, it seemed like she was totally writing off Rokoru and he found that hilarious. Especially when you consider the fact that she's crushing on the very same Rokoru. She got spunk, that's for sure. "Oh how I'd pay to see the look on Rokoru's face upon hearing that." After calming down, a grin formed on his face.
"Well considering this lot," referring to the other archery members currently at the range, "you might truly be my greatest competition." he finished with a laugh before going back to shooting at the target. After hitting another bullseye, You never know what fate may bring... With a grin, he reached for another arrow.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov : Manga and Anime Club
"Well we are flexible in our schedules, we meet up whenever we are free and not out of equipment." he said with a dry laugh. Not a good way to let a possible entrant know of their shortcomings. But, he felt that Akane wasn't the kind to dwell on such matters for long.
"We can work out a Monday and Thursday if you are interested. We usually practise in spurts. It's mostly Inoue though, she nags us into training her. A real fiesty one, that." he said with a smile. It was the reason he liked Inoue, she didn't mess her words and was pretty straight forward and simple.
Akane, turned down his offer for the help which didn't bother him much. Afterall it was an artist's choice whether to do that or not. But he felt he'll let her know about her professional aspirations.
"I think it will help you if you are looking to turn professional. The deadlines would be really something, at that time going out and searching for a beta or background worker would be troublesome. But your call, I admit, there is nothing like completing something on your own." he then fished into his bag to take out a steel lunch box, really spartan and boxy like himself. He opened it to reveal some onigiri rolls, delicately rolled and designed with the wonders of Japan as a theme.
"Would you like some." he offered.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Mall - Cosplay Cafe
20/4/2015 Monday
"I see... Was the blood intentional?", he asked jokingly. Though before she could respond properly he made it clear it was a joke and continued.
"That was a joke, Tokyo is a nice place, I'm sure you'd love it", so she hasn't been to Tokyo before... It wasn't uncommon for people to have never left their home towns, even in a place like Japan, but it's become harder for such an event these days as transport has become easier. If she had the money she could take a one and a half hour shinkansen to Tokyo central area... Honestly it wasn't that far, but there were costs, and unlike train networks, the shinkansen didn't come by that often. After that, she brought out the cake he ordered, and it was... Presentation was certainly nice. He took a sip of his drink, and then began to eat at the cake.
As he finished and paid he bid goodbye to the waitresses and then left to do his own thing for the rest of the day...
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Warakuma High
21/4/2015 Tuesday
With Golden Week fast approaching, some clubs were actually already talking about either training through Golden Week, or using it to rest... The baseball team was visibly going to train, they had a match coming up shortly after Golden Week and apparently their members were a little on the casual side. In any case... What to do today... Rui pondered on what clubs were open today... Kendo and Drama were the only things on today for him.</s>
| <|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma High // Manga Clubroom
Monday, April 20th, 2015
After School
"Well, that's quite comforting to know." she said as she had a laugh of her own. "If your schedules are that flexible, then I accept your offer. Should help give me more fuel for my work."
"It really depends," she said in response to his opinion about a worker, "On if I'm able to go pro with this. Depending on how a certain magazine works, I'm sure that there'll be assistants and such, that they have worked with in the past with their various artists, that they could call in and do the job. So it wouldn't matter either way." she finished as she was cracking her back.
After finishing, he offered her some onigiri rolls. With a smile, "I'd love some."</s> |
<|description|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Characters:
Age: 17
Arcana: Chariot Arcana
Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.
While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.
Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana
Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.
Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.
By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.
Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.
Persona: Setanta
Appearance:
Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."
It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.
Command Skills
Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)
Passive Skills
Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Enchanted Woodland - Grand Stage
26/4/2015 Sunday
TRACK: I will Face Myself
"Persona!", as the shadowy image of Leiko began to blur and then be engulfed by light, the roots around it began to lash and the party advanced quickly to defend Leiko. Everyone's Persona formed a wall in front of Leiko and repelled the whipping roots as they grabbed Leiko and took her to safety. As the light cleared, a new figure took the place of Leiko's shadow. Just as they thought, this was the... Combat form, so to speak. The Shadow only made a sinister laugh before speaking once more.
"With all the actors on stage, I will show you a performance that none shall forget!", with battle initiated, with the shadow taking the first move. Throwing a Garu right at Kami, although Rui intercepted it with his own Garu, cancelling it out, but that didn't stop Leiko's shadow from resuming the attack with the vines upon the whole party. Rui easily slashed them down again, though this meant he couldn't advance, but perhaps someone else can behind his defense.
Leiko was given this time to think more about herself, but what was she to think?</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Root of the Problem
Noboru shielded his eyes, trying to block the flying winds. They were getting on his neeves pretty bad, enough to make a bad pun or two.
Yo Leiko! Calm your shit! You gotta daffodil with your problems, not run away. Stop garden your heart with these thorns,they're really getting in our sides. Rui, cover me, i'll try to go in and knock this stupid shadow around a bit. Let me leaf a few bruises!
Puns aside, this creature was abdolutely horrifying. He chose not to remember what his shadow looked like. Is this what everyone had inside of them? This angry beast?</s>
<|message|>Matthew Harvester
Matthew Harvester || [insert root pun here]
Damn wind almost blinded Matt, luckily Rui was ready for action and canceled it out. which lead to the attack of vines.
"every rose has its thorn~.... what? I thought it was as good time as any" Matt was trying to joke around to keep positive though in reality he was still shocked seeing the shadow... So this is what it was like huh. Matt was thinking about how it was so hard for him to accept his reality but decided it was best to put it behind him, all he wanted was to be truly accepted.
Aside from the terrible puns hearing Nobo's plan to rush in Matt thought of the vines and voiced his idea.
"hey guys how bout i try to cover ya'll by burning the vines? they should be weak to fire right? just give the signal when you are ready to go."</s>
<|message|>Leiko Hamada
Sunday 26th April 2015: Time Unknown
Leiko Hamada: Enchanted Woodlands- Grand Stage
The woman before her...she changed.
Leiko had barely been aware of the strange beings that shielded her from the oncoming vines, her eyes fixed on her aggressor with a look of numb shock. Its skin peeled away, exposing thick, gnarled bark and long, blood-red claws that sprouted from its fingertips. Every aspect of her graceful beauty had been twisted, revealing the darkness and cruelty behind her visage. But nothing struck her more than the cold, wicked smile that spread across the creature's lips as she sent endless vines at Rui and the others in an effort to tear them apart.
She didn't know what to do. Frozen in place, she helplessly watched as Rui, Noboru, Kami and the other boy raised their weapons boldly against the forceful gale. They were going to fight it. But how? She seemed so strong, so vicious in her onslaught. If they stayed...would they end up dying just to save her?
No. Leiko didn't want anyone to die, especially not like this. She wanted to raise her voice, tell them to leave and save themselves, but she couldn't. It was if she didn't have to strength to form words anymore.
That creature had truly taken over.
"Come on, now. Won't anyone save me from myself?" The Shadow crowed, cackling all the while as she threw another burst of fierce wind at the Persona Users. "The audience is just dying for some action!"</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Enchanted Woodland - Grand Stage
26/4/2015 Sunday
TRACK: I will Face Myself
It appears the Shadow had been prepared for Matt's fire. It was working on the vines sure, but as the fire enveloped the vines, the Shadow gave a hearty laugh and a taunt before a large gust of wind swept at them. This blew all of Matt's fire back at the entire party, dealing some damage. Matt's Persona being resistant to fire took nearly no damage, but everyone else took a minor heating.
"Please Matt, be careful with that mixtape of yours", he joked. In any case, the vines and the wind were a problem.
"We can't get to her through these vines, we'll need you to burn them again. This time I'll stop her wind, everyone else just charge afterward. Megumi, scan and see if we can exploit another weakness", Rui was taking his role as leader quite well.
"Understood. Hang in there", and with that, the shadow's vines rose up once more to resume battle.</s>
| <|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma Amusement Park
Sunday, April 26th, 2015
Golden Week
As the life started draining from the boys faces with each crack of the knuckle, unbeknownst to Akane, a chilling grin formed on her face. Excited as she continued to goad them into a fight, she simply justified it as doing her duty to help a poor defenseless girl in need, suppressing the thoughts rattling around in her head. Looking directly into the boy on the ground, who was clearly the leader, as his buddies pleaded for them to split, she waited for his decision as he remained there silent. For a moment, it was starting to look like he was up for a third round when they took noticed of another boy showing up.
As the boy offered a hand to the trio's leader, prompting him to smack the hand away, the mood began to change. It was then a sense of disappointment filled of Akane as she figured what the next turn of events would be. Shouldn't she be glad that she stopped them and saved the girl from getting hurt? It's not that she isn't happy, it's just....hmm. Shaking her head, she simply laughed at the boys parting words. Before they managed to flee the scene, she raised her voice "Lightly, huh? Than I won't hold back next time." She shrugged as her focus went from the boy to the girl.
Getting a better look at the girl, she instantly knew who the girl was. "Shirohane-san..." Of course, she is the type to attract such situations, it's only natural. She sighed as a relieved smile swept Akane's face. Not only did she go to the same school but also the same class. She also sits reasonably close to her. She was bound to run into people from her school, it is golden week and this is a key attraction, no surprise. Before she could say anything, the boy spoke up first. He seemingly knew Kotori and if she heard her right, he's their senpai, a third year.
As he waved off Kotori's thanks, he mentioned Akane as he turned towards her and smile. Despite this, she remained silent as she tried to figure him out. As soon as he stopped talking, she waited for a moment before finally speaking up. "Just as he said, No thanks are necessary. It's only natural to help someone out when they're in need." she beamed at Kotori with a reassuring smile. With the assurances over, he asked a question regarding the trio. With a nod to answer it, she sighed and added, "Unfortunately."
Taking her by surprise, the boy, turned towards her, giving her a respectful bow as he introduced himself. It was strange, considering she did it for Kotori and not him. It's like something a father or an older brother would do on behalf of the family. Well, they do know each other, given that, could be close friends? One way to make sense of it. Returning to her usual smile, "Hanazawa Akane, from Class 2-2. This is my 2nd year in Warakuma, so I understand." she laughed lightly as he continued with a small grin on his face. "Yea, they do it quite often. The last time I caught them, they were stupid enough to do it on school campus. Had to chase him around as well. I guess I should've punched him harder, huh?" she laughed.</s> |
<|description|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Characters:
Age: 17
Arcana: Chariot Arcana
Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.
While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.
Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana
Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.
Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.
By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.
Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.
Persona: Setanta
Appearance:
Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."
It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.
Command Skills
Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)
Passive Skills
Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)</s>
<|message|>Masahide Saji
Ferrero Mall27.4.15
"Yeah. It's not very often. But since we had the week off... Why the hell not?" Masa offered a subtle smirk as he gave his reply, continuing to step towards the cinema as the conversation with Gen continued, "A movie based on a game? Not very often you see those... Anime and books sure, but games?" With a shrug, Masa entered his destination. Walking up to the counter, he'd order up two tickets to the movie, paying for both before rounding to Gen with the vouchers in hand. It was then that he noticed Gen scrounging for something in his pockets, "Don't worry about it. It's on me." extending the extra ticket for the boy.
After the movie, Masa parted ways with Gen. He thought the boy odd, but then again so was Masa to many. Still, he wouldn't give it much more thought as his focus shifted to his upcoming kendo practice.
Game Over Arcade29.4.15
'Game Over Arcade, huh? That's not foreshadowing at all...' The humorous thought caused Masa to crack a subtle smile as he entered, eyeing over the other patrons as he scanned around for something. He knew there was a tournament going on today, and with a game he actually had some experience with. It would be the first time he had attempted something like this, merely having played online with a decent record, but it seemed this week had found Masa out of his comfort zone quite often.
It didn't take long for Masa to find the sign in sheet, walking over and marking his entry into the Persona tournament. In his head he attempted to recall his strategies, 'Jump in, mix up, safe finish if blocked. Jump in, mix up, Atlas into finisher for status effect. Empty jump to bait, low-high mix-' Over and over he'd mull over these actions in his head.</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Warakuma Hospital- April 29 2015, 9:00 AM
Noboru scoffed at the idea that he wouldn't be able to pay for it. He had enough money to go around several times over. He followed her to the food joint of choice, taking a seat and getting ready. He ordered 3 burgers and looked at Akane.
"So. Are you gonna order anything? If you don't want to order, free is the best price."
He chuckled at his little joke, waiting for her. He decided to make small talk, because of how bored he was.
"So. How about that movie hmmmm? I mean, I never saw it but I assume it was quite a good movie. Or at least I hope so, otherwise those people paid money for nothing."</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Shinza Shopping Square: Shirohane Flowershop | Wednesday, April 29 2015
With a small smile and a soundless hum, Kotori adjusted some flowers on one of the displays around the shop - specifically, a selection of ever-popular red roses; moving them so that they'd both show their best appeal and also get the most of the sunlight shining in. Taking a step back only to then make another small turn or move some a little forward or backward, it would take a while before she was finally satisfied - much to the bemusement of her mother who had been watching the whole time from behind the counter. A bemusement which only grew when Kotori finally realised that she'd been seen fussing over such tiny details for nearly five minutes - even if it was a rather regular occurence, she still felt a little embarassed about it.
"I'll... take care of the new ones in the back," Kotori said, pointing to the door that lead to the back of the shop where most of the flowers were kept and looked after and where her mother, and occasionally she too, took up their Ikebana. With a shake of her head, however, Tsubame waved that notion off: "Actually, why don't you look after the shop whilst I do that instead?" she said, stopping her daughter mid-turn. "Ah, but..." came a weak protest but before Kotori could say any more, her mother had already stepped right up beside her and placed her hands on her shoulders, gently pushing her toward the counter. "Oh, don't worry, it'll be fine. And quicker too, judging by them," Tsubame said with a still amused tone. Kotori raised as hand as if to protest - but then lowered it again, given that she really couldn't say anything against it. "Geez..." she quietly sighed as she stood behind the counter - her least favourite part when it came to helping around the shop and one her mother seemed all too keen on making her do, judging by the chuckle she could hear behind her.
At least she could hope that her mother would be back to take over again before any customers showed up - though she was used to handling them, she still felt rather stiff and unsure about it; particularly when compared to the way her mother. An inaudible sigh escaped her lips - when a familiar sound interrupted her thoughts as the door was pushed open and someone entered the shop. Immediately straightening herself Kotori looked up to see who it was - only to be greeted with an unfamiliar face, at least what could be seen thereof underneath the long bangs. The girl looked to be of high school age, probably not much more than a year apart from herself, Kotori guessed, and seemed quite enarmored with the various flowers on display - she couldn't help but feel a little bit of pride when she passed some of the flowers she'd placed herself.
The small smile at the sight quickly turned nervous when the girl in question then stepped closer - and even more so when she addressed Kotori, inquiring about flowers suitable for Mother's Day. "A-ah, yes," Kotori quickly said, trying to keep her mother's tips in mind - a cheerful smile could go a long way - as she spoke. "Carnations are the traditional flowers for Mother's Day. Red or pink in particular, to show love or admiration," she explained with a little more confidence, if not volume, as ever when she came to talk about flowers. "If you'd like, I could show you some, Miss...?" she then said - with a lot less confidence and sounding a lot more stiff. Her mother had told her it was a great way to get customers to talk, but Kotori couldn't help but feel it sounded rather awkward when she said it; particularly seeing as the customer in question was of approximately the same age as herself.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Shirohane Flowershop || April 29 WED
Not paying heed to the stiffness or the slight anxiety in the other's voice, Shizuka nodded in response to the shop keeper's offer. "It would be kind of you to, I would like to take a look at them myself." She said with a clearly excited tone, even with her usual soft voice. It was nice of the girl to show the mentioned flower to her since the younger student didn't have any idea on how carnations looked like. If she were simply given only the name, one could imagine her going through all the labels of each flowers in the place. Not that she would have minded taking her time to see each and every one, she had the time and it was pleasant to be surrounded by them.
Before following behind her to whereever the carnations were displayed at, Shizuka bowed her head lightly while introducing herself. "Oh, my name is Otonashi, Shizuka. Pleased to be acquainted with you! And you are?" As her hazel eyes wandered about, taking a look around at the vibrant colors the petals of the flowers had, she couldn't help but wonder something. While the other raven haired girl lead her to the carnations, Shizuka inquired about her curious thought. "Hm... If you wouldn't mind me asking, do you happen to grow these flowers by yourselves or does someone provide them for you?"</s>
| <|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // The Meat Shack
Wednesday, April 29th, 2015
Daytime
After walking around for a bit, they finally found their destination....The glorious Meat Shack!!! It's a haven for meat loving folk of all sorts where, unlike most joints like it, is opened even in the early morning! Which means, meat for breakfast, meat for lunch and meat for lunch! Walking in, Noboru went ahead and ordered.
"Heh, Hope that's just an appetizer." Turning to the server, "I'll start out with 5 Hamburgers, 2 large fries, a medium rare steak and a large coke." As the server left, she turned back towards Noboru. "That should hold me off for a little. After all that time spent in the hospital with that crap they called food, it's good to have real food again. And I agree, nothing like free food." She grinned as she threw the joke back at him.
As they waited for their food to arrive, Noboru's boredom began to show as brought up the movie that's all the rage now. "Ah, that Persona movie, Falling down, was it? Yea, I haven't seen it either myself. It seems to be all anyone can talk about lately. Will have to check it out one of these days, but I'm pretty much always per-occupied to go out and see it. With Kendo and manga and all."</s> |
<|description|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Characters:
Age: 17
Arcana: Chariot Arcana
Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.
While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.
Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana
Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.
Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.
By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.
Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.
Persona: Setanta
Appearance:
Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."
It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.
Command Skills
Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)
Passive Skills
Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)</s>
<|message|>Masahide Saji
Yoshida Book Café3/5/2015
Having spent the last 48 hours working at different places of business within Warakuma, Masahide took it upon himself to take some time off and enjoy the last day before the start of school again. However, nothing seemed to catch his interest, idly walking about the shopping square as he passed by many shops without a second glance. Though one did give him pause as he now stood before the door, Yoshida Book Café. What exactly had drawn his attention to this place, he didn't rightfully know; but that didn't stop him from opening the door and stepping inside the venue. To be honest, Masa didn't quite know what he was expecting, but the place was somewhat busy and nearly caused him to turn around and leave. Instead, he'd quietly take a seat near the door as he began looking over the patrons of this place.
Certainly a diverse crowd, and one that seemed to demand the attention of the boy running the shop. He wouldn't make a fuss himself, rather just sitting in the back and keeping quiet. Yet, as his eyes continued to scan the shop, he couldn't help but notice a familiar figure. It was the raven-haired girl he had met nearly a week ago, but she seemed preoccupied now; so he merely shook his head with a chuckle as he returned to sizing up the rest of the occupants. It didn't take long for him to notice the waiter's gaze upon two seated not far from Masa, as his attention too would be drawn to them. They seemed to be here for a specific purpose, eyeing a rather... Elaborately dressed girl to the other side of the shop. With a brow raised in curiosity, Masa simply sat and silence and watched whatever events would unfold in this shop.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Photo Finish Finale! F1
3/5/2015 Sunday
Rui agreed with this course of action, it appeared Leiko was okay with this too, and Matthew vocalized his opinion on this... And the entire dungeon. In any case, that was a fair call. Who knows what they'll end up fighting. With that, Rui motioned Noboru to be on point,
"Alright then, Noboru to the front", with that decided they headed on through the dungeon.
As they ascended the stairs, the amount of area that was there defied all physical limits, this was a much larger area than the floor they entered the building from. It was a withered garden with a unnerving night sky adorned with a black moon that appeared to be covered in thorns. Ahead was a bridge, into a garden, there was no exit in sight, but this area seemed very straight forward. There didn't appear to be many detours.
"Looks like we have a little company", he commented, as the shadows near the edges began to swirl and form into enemies, they seemed to be flower themed. Rui quickly cut down the nearest one personally before he gave a command.
"Move close together and get across the bridge".</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Photo Finish Finale!
Noboru stepped to the front. He was glad that he was being useful and not staying in the back. He panned his head left and right, taking in the scenery. It all seemed quite familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was similar to. Perhaps it was just déjà vu, and he was being paranoid. There was always the possibility that he wasn't being paranoid, but he was quite sure. The shadows formed slowly, and Rui gave a command. "Move close together and get across the bridge"
"Let's get going then huh?" We should definitely put the petal to the metal here. Wanna keep carrioning on. Ehhh?"
Noboru looked at one of the shadows. Ewww. He swiftly kicked it, launching it a short distance. He looked at the rest of the group and shrugged. It was inefficient but it was fun to do. He headed the group, punching his way through.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov | Yoshida Book Cafe | May 3, Sunday
Elena gave the boy a full look before telling him "I don't think you can help me, Oni-san. Old man called me to come help out. Is there something you need help with?" she asked him. Before she could say anything further, Alexei interrupted their little conversation.
"Pardon me, but are you the guy I met at the flowerstore?" he asked curiously. Elena looked at her brother before turning back at the guy.
"Even he can help." she said pointing at Alexei, "He can make some ready to eat snacks to accompany the beverages, I know where Yoshida-san keeps the food stuff." Now it was Alexei's turn to look on a bit confused, he had volunteered without even knowing. Keeping the book at the counter he went behind it to tuck it in the cupboard next to the cash register.
He took a glance around, if he were to serve what he usually made at home, the books would be in danger of being soiled. As a book enthusiast he knew how bad that was. He was thining through all the recipes he knew, maybe the other guy would help him out with a suggestion.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Yoshida Book Cafe || May 3 SUN
'Tips on how to choose the right fabric for garment details.' These were useful tips indeed, Shizuka nodded to herself mentally while taking in the important tips into her memory. Perhaps it will come in handy the next time she visits the fabric shop to purchase cloth for her upcoming cosplays and casual wardrobe. As she rested that book and picked up one of the magazines regarding summer season fashioned outfits, another person seemed to have settled on the same table somewhat across her. Lifting her gaze up to steal a glance at the other's face, her bangs-covered eyes widened. It was a boy who knew of her alter ego, Sato Hashimoto. Maybe he won't notice, right? She looked dull compared to her cosplaying self, no make up and all. Please let my long bangs cover enough to go unnoticed.
"Did we not meet at the, err… maid café, the other week?" HE'S TOTALLY ONTO HER. She flinched ever so slightly at his question, while poorly attempting at keeping her composure by clearing her throat and lifting the magazine higher to half cover her face. If anyone had noticed, her legs under the table visibly shook at the panic. With a voice as soft and faint as a mouse, the female student replied in a higher pitched tone, "O-Oh, is that so...? I-I don't recall going to a maid cafe of any sort, perhaps we've met elsewhere."
Just as there was an awkward silence between them after her quiet response, their orders seemed to have arrived. With a short "T-Thank you, Tanaka-san.", the girl tilted her head for a small bow. While taking a sip from the hot tea cup of milk tea, Shizuka wondered to herself why she was so easy to see through despite her disguise. Including Sato, there were two people who saw through her overly glam make up. Feeling it would be best not to exchange eye contacts with the boy anymore, the raven haired girl's gaze fleeted towards other people.
One of the customers who newly entered the cafe was followed by a pair of men who seated themselves away from the blonde with eyes intently watching her. It was none of her business what motive they had for being here but she knew they were up to no good. Turning her gaze again, she barely spotted Elena with Toma, her hand stopped mid rise for a wave when she realized the foreign girl had not noticed her and she seemed to be busy with the crimson haired boy. Oh well, she supposed she could greet her at a later time. Resting the tea cup down on the table, Shizuka gave another look around the cafe before deciding to go back to her reading, while avoiding Sato's gaze, to spot yet another familiar face. Masahide, an upperclassman she found stumbling in the mall. Seeing as he seemed to be watching over the other customers, including herself, she gave a small wave of a hand with a gentle smile upon her face.</s>
| <|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Apartment - Convenience Store
Sunday, May 3rd
What a glorious day this was, it was one of her favorite days of the weeks. And why? Well, knowing how Akane is and what she is, well, it's quite obvious. Manga delivery day! A god sent day in which some of her favorite mangas are sitting there waiting in the store for her to come and whisk them back to her home. Shounennnn Sundayyyyyy. Well, she plans to get others but mostly shounen for today, with tomorrows focus being seinen. It was quite fortunate for her that a store that would carry all her needs would be so close to her apartment, only a 10-15 minute walk and another 15 or so to the school, though it sometimes can be longer depending on the mood.
Though, their selection isn't all that huge, they at least carry the major magazines. That's all that mattered because she can simply head to a bookstore and what not at a later date to finish up her 'shopping'. Soon as she arrived at the store, she bolted straight to the rack, plucking out her targets in record time, leaving nearby people speechless. Grabbing her targets, she grabbed a bottle of coke and purchased a number of chicken croquettes. She has a lot of reading to do after all.</s> |
<|description|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Characters:
Age: 17
Arcana: Chariot Arcana
Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.
While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.
Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana
Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.
Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.
By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.
Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.
Persona: Setanta
Appearance:
Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."
It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.
Command Skills
Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)
Passive Skills
Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov | Warakuma Public Library
"Oh!..didn't think it that way, usually I don't study that long to get fatigued." Alexei said thoughtfully after hearing Kotori's reply.
"Ni-san!, i don't think you study at all! I am still surprised everytime your scorecard comes home. I need some of your miraculous talent." Elena replied to Alexei's reply. She also released Kotori's hand from her grip seeing how guarded the senior looked.
"Ah! I am sorry. I didn't want to bother you. But just so you know, it won't be any trouble to study with you. I am done for the day and brother hardly looks at books for a long time." he giggled lightly, Alexei motioned at her but she continued to have a muffled laugh.
"We don't want to bother you, Kotori-chan. Self-study is very important and rewarding, so I understand." Alexei said before turning to his book and gesturing at Elena to do the same. She made faces at him for some moments before settling down. Soon, the voice died down at their table and hopefully Kotori could find enough calm to concentrate.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
???
11/5/2015 Monday
"Welcome, to the Velvet Room",
These words woke Akane as she came to... What was the last thing she saw? Herself...? Rui? There were others too, and a battle. As those thoughts were shoved aside she noticed the room she was in had an unearthly presence. Seated upon a long dining table, walls draped in a brilliant dark blue, despite the colour, this looked like a kind of dining room. She looked before herself to see something inscribed in front of her on the table. "Chariot". Then she noticed she wasn't in her usual clothes... It looked a lot like the suits her father's subordinates wore, though a different colour. Dress shirt with suit jacket and pants. The dress shirt unbuttoned enough to see the gauze wrap around her breasts like a makeshift bra. She really looked the part of a mafia of sorts. Then she remembered... There was a voice, and it would speak again.
"My name is Igor, and this is Henrietta", he said, he must be talking about the blonde girl next to him.
You are a guest in this room. This is a place between dream and reality, mind and matter... Now then, you appear to have awoken to a rather hot-headed arcana, don't mind me saying...", Akane immediately knew which he was talking about. Chariot.
"To have the drive to go forth in your endeavours with spirit and vigor, is a magnificent trait to have, however if not careful, you may... Trodden... Some things you may regret having done so. I'm sure I don't need to tell you about that", he continued. Akane looked around a bit, and saw that there were others in the other seats, though they were but phantoms, and most seats were still empty. Some were recognizeable, like Matthew, Chiaki, Noboru, Rui, Kami... They were all in the 'place' earlier... With the fighting and everything.
"Your friends have after all saved you from a most unfortunate fate... There are many yet more to come, and you will soon meet them... But for now, I will leave you with this key, so that you may return of your own accord", as he finished talking, the girl Henrietta was already walking up to her, and presented her with a key.
"Well, until then... Farewell". As he finished those words, Akane's vision faded once more.
Warakuma Hospital
11/5/2015 Monday
It was another normal day at school today, Akane's disappearance and return wasn't mentioned, likely because she was found last night. In any case, Rui headed up to the hospital not long after school. Akane didn't have a lot of friends in class, but she was in the same year as him, so he was given today's notes to hand her too. In any case he was here now, surprisingly unlike before, he didn't see any police, even more surprising, he saw some... Really friendly men, in suits. They looked scary.
They seemed to be talking with Akane though, one of which he identified was her father based on the conversation taking place. He decided to wait just outside before going in...</s>
<|message|>Gen Itoshi
Gen Itoshi
Sunday, May 10
th
- 2015
Itoshi residence - Algebra
"The answer is either 75, 1, 185, or 43, and I got 72, so..." Gen gazed down from the equation to the textbook intermittently, nibbling his pencil absentmindedly while attentively listening to the clock ticking and tocking the day away. Suddenly, the solution dawned on him. "Well, 75 is the closest, so it has to be that one." He circled the supposedly-correct answer, a satisfied smile on his face. He could have gone to the public library, but what was the point? Granted, he could find someone he could study with, but what if he got behind and had to trouble the other one into helping him? No, Gen was better off studying on his own. At least that way he could understand things at his own pace.
The next problem proved to be more... problematic. Not the best word choice on that remark, but this was not Japanese, but Algebra. There was no choice to make, only add, substract, divide, and multiply as many times as were necesary, and compare answers. It was just rules, theorems, angles, and some more rules. Precise, with no room for creativity, with only one solution and one solution only for a single problem, and if you got it wrong you had to start over. Gen looked through the window. There was still daylight. It was probably half-past four; a glance at the clock confirmed that it was actually 5:11. Definitively a time for a snack! And on an unrelated note, Gen associated that hour with the fact that the next day, according to the American date format, it would be May 11th, or 5/11. It was obviously a coincidence, and it had nothing to do with anything, but it was one of those things that often one found themselves thinking about.
"Ugh, I've only done like four problems." His father would definitively not approved of such progress. Gen had been at it for almost three hours. Maybe he should put a little more effort and avoid drifting away. He climbed down to the living-room where his mother was watching television. After exchanging some pleasantries and asking her if she wanted something - yes, a coffee, please - Gen motioned to the kitchen (undivided from the living-room) and opened a bag of chips and poured some coffee for her mother. Thanks, dear, she said, and that was all their interaction. No questions about his studiess, no offering to help him, nothing. Gen went to his room. He probably would not get into the top ten scores, but he was determined not to fail.
Not like that time.</s>
| <|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma Hospital
Monday, May 11th, 2015
Waking up, thinking of last night as a strange dream, especially that weird room with the strange man, she found herself in a place that was not her own yet...familiar? The hospital? Again? Not given much time to dwell on it, her thought process was interrupted by a voice "She's up...." and then another voice, "Sir, Akane-sama is now awake." Akane-sama? Just what... Looking around she was met with several familiar men dressed in suits. "Don't tell me..." Trailing off as a figure walked through the door, causing her to be at a loss for words.
"Akane...." the figure, eyes closed, began in a scolding tone.
"So you've heard. Shouldn't be too surprised." she sighed, referring to the fight in the mall. Given what happened a few years, and her relocation here, drawing attention to herself wasn't exactly the best of moves. Somethings just can't be helped, right?
Looking at her, he answered her with a slight not before she asked, "Though, you're not here for that, are you? Then why--?"
Looking at her with hard eyes, "Isn't it obvious?" He sighed as his gazed softened, "What parent wouldn't worry about their child's well-being?"
"Sorry..." she apologized. She did promise she would try not to draw attention before coming here. "I guess I didn't expect you to show up in person, usually it's Akito..." She paused before going back to normal, "But don't worry about me. You trained me to take on just about anything, after all..." she grinned.
"Though," she trailed off before her expression turned serious. "I have no idea who those people were..." They chased and abducted me yet....they just vanished. There was a long pause in the room, as if thinking on it. After a few more moments, they said their farewells, her father left with his men following suit. Stopping just outside, his father glanced at the boy before continuing on his way.</s> |
<|description|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Characters:
Age: 17
Arcana: Chariot Arcana
Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.
While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.
Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana
Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.
Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.
By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.
Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.
Persona: Setanta
Appearance:
Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."
It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.
Command Skills
Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)
Passive Skills
Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Recreational Center || May 31 SUN: Morning
Shizuka caught herself staring at Gen and his megane fanservice as he adjusted his glasses.
Another person to add to her list of people she wants to help start cosplaying.
Before she was to be noticed by the other student, she shook her head slightly to bring her attention back to the bespectacled male. Chuckling slightly at the hesitant answer he gave, Shizuka replied, "I see. Well, I can assure you that they have one of the best facilities here in Warakuma. Very well maintained and easily accessible as well." While she spoke, she had thought of suggesting to let her accompany Gen to show him the facilities but then again, the raven haired female wasn't sure if he would appreciate it coming from a person he barely knew.
Not long after the end of her statement, Gen nodded towards a direction and mentioned a name she was familiar with. Thanks to her long bangs covering her eyes, other people could not see her gaze as easily, while it also caused her somewhat blindness or bad sight, she turned her eyes to see Masahide after a moment of staring through her bangs. Since Shizuka had seen him a couple of times in the past, she could recognize him much easier than previously but who was that person beside him....? Anywho, she slightly whispered back her reply to the classmate, "Oh! It seems so, but I'm not familiar with the accompanying person... I suppose at least offering a greeting would be polite. Let us approach them, Itoshi-san."
The upperclassman might have been busy with his plans with whoever the acquaintance was but Shizuka also wished to congratulate him for the midterms exam from the previous week. 'We'll try not to interrupt them for too long', she thought to herself as Masahide and the acquaintance were before her. "Good morning, Saji-senpai and to your acquaintance as well. This might be late but I've seen your name on the top students list on the midterms results last week so I just wanted to offer you a congratulations for your excellent score." As Shizuka said this, her tone of voice made it clear that she was genuine in her compliment, with a soft upward curve upon her lips.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Elena Dragunov | May 31st Sun | Warakuma Recreational Center
It was a good day to spend relaxing after toiling so hard the whole month leading up to midterms. She as usual, had finished at top of her year and had learned from Inoue that her brother hadn't done too shabby either despite spending so little time revising and going over material over the summer.
She began paddling in the pool as she thought about her brother, her thoughts always seemed to tense her up whenever her brother was involved. It was more than awe, almost idolatry. In her mind's eye Alexei was this infallible, uncompromising badass that could move mountains to make his family happy. While he fussed over giving her the best he could so she could have a 'balanced' growth, she wondered how brilliant he'd be given a chance to truly shine.
She pushed out the thoughts and concentrated on completing a few lengths, she was a natural fish. Sleek and speedy in the water, her school had propositioned for her to join the swimming team but she had declined. Her schedule didn't allow it and she'd avoid any trouble she can put on her elder brother.
As she came out of the pool drying her hair she caught a familiar sight. Waving in enthusiasm and neglecting that the party was already engaged in conversation with someone she shouted "Otonashiii-saaan!!", waving along furiously to catch the attention of the older girl. She wrapped the towel around her waist and redoubled her efforts with another call.
Meanwhile, the phone buzzed in her bag. It was a ping from Alexei, directing her to head to the hospital.</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Strawman Hospital // ER > Head Doctor's Office
Sunday, May 31st, 2015
It was an amusing end to say the least. After a successful rush, Rui managed to hit the shadow's arm which in turn caused the saw to fly high into the air before coming down and impaled him, leaving it bloodied as it dissolved like the others. Talk about Anti-Climactic... With their opponent now, they moved forward. They soon came upon a door with a sign that read 'Staff Members Only', ignoring it they continued on. As if continuing the cheap horror movie act, the hallway beyond the door was dark with only dim, flickering lights keeping it from being pitch-black. "They're laying it on quite thick, now aren't they?" she muttered to herself.
After walking for what seemed like forever, they finally came upon a door. With confirmation from Megumi, it seems like they were finally at the end. "So the final boss is beyond those doors, hmm?" About time. Taking a moment to prepare themselves for the final battle, they all nodded and pushed past the doors. Beyond the doors was a normal doctor's office ....or at least that would be what I'd like to say but... Everything was tall, outrageously tall. In the room was a boy, one she assumes is the one that they were here to say. And that one... At the end of her gaze was a tall shadow sitting ontop of the desk wearing doctor's garb and holding a clipboard. ...Must be his shadow.
Looking at the thing, it was without a doubt one of the creepiest things she has seen and as it rose from the desk, it kept getting taller and taller and taller. Just to glance at its face caused strain on their necks from how high they had to look up. If that wasn't enough, the bastard also seemed to be in control of a few puppets the size of a human being. Just as they ran to the boy and took a stance, a puppet flew right over Rui but he managed to stop it. Though, after he did so did they take note as more 'puppets' began appearing and what could be seen as trash started coming together as puppets.
"Seriously?" she stared on in disbelief. Even the one Rui defeated started reforming. "Don't tell me that they won't be defeated until the big guy falls..." With a sigh, she gave an affirmative as she summoned Setanta. "Let's go make that path." With that, she charged in with yet another Killrush.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Strawman Hospital - Head Doctor's Office
31/5/2015 Sunday
Akane cleared through the large group of enemies, though her alone wasn't enough. The puppets would easily encircle on her as she charged in, though she had Chiaki and Leiko's support as Rui swept forward, joining her in the front. The fight seemed to be pretty straight-forward for awhile until...
"No wait! Get away from that puppet!", Rui's blade stopped for a moment, the puppet in front of him didn't look all that different from the others... At least, until its eyes began to glow, and explode in a blast of wind. Rui was lucky, Askr had a resistance to wind, allowing him to easily shrug it off, but this made things more difficult.
"It's not just wind... Some of them have debilitating effects too, I picked them up in my scan, just be careful", the problem was... The puppets all looked the same. Approaching was going to be difficult. Should they take the more direct fight and risk being flanked and swarmed by the puppets? Or fight the puppets themselves? Either way, they didn't seem like a good idea... They simply fought off the puppets while keeping a safe distance as Rui began to think of a plan...
He looked at the Sato shadow, the only thing that really moved were the arms...
"Megumi, what can you tell me about the arms?",
"I've just finished scanning them, they control the puppets",
"I guess that's worth a shot. Leiko, Chiaki, cover our backs, me and Akane will take out the arms", he announced. With that order they may have a better chance if there was a way to disable the puppets, even for a little while, it gave them a chance to approach the main shadow that towered over them.</s>
| <|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Strawman Hospital // Head Doctor's Office
Sunday, May 31st, 2015
With some help from the others, Akane managed to clear a group of puppets. Things seemed to be going well, maybe too well, with the whole showdown being quite straight-forward. Of course, it didn't last, interrupted by Megumi's warning, the puppet's, that Rui was facing, eyes started glowing. The warning was a bit late as it exploded but luckily his persona was resistant towards wind. "So the puppets are kind of like that other shadow's hearts? Great."
Given the latest developments, close quarter combat is probably off the table. Given the fact all the puppets look the same, you wouldn't know what special surprise you'll be getting, the risk is too great. It'll Probably be best to leave it up to the magic users to deal with them... "Definitely our best option at this point, with the puppets hidden surprises and the fact they can put themselves back together..."
After Rui finished, Akane gave an affirmative. Targeting the shadow's right arm, she summoned Setanta and cast Tarukaja before going right. While making a note to avoid the puppets as much as possible as she moved towards the shadow, Akane figured an increase in strength would allow her to stop the puppets before they had the chance to explode, enabling her to get closer to the shadow.</s> |
<|description|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Characters:
Age: 17
Arcana: Chariot Arcana
Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.
While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.
Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana
Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.
Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.
By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.
Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.
Persona: Setanta
Appearance:
Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."
It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.
Command Skills
Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)
Passive Skills
Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Strawman Hospital - Head Doctor's Office > Hospital Street
31/5/2015 Sunday
With Sato's shadow defeated, the events transpired as such. Sato now had his own Persona, and this little issue was resolved, and like always for everyone they have rescued thus far, he fell unconscious. Was it from gaining their Persona...? Or was it this world that made them tired? In any case, the mission was complete, but they had the other dungeon to look to, what was it... Heartbreak Hospital...?
"Good work, Kazuki and his party have also returned, so please return and rest a bit", with that agreed, they headed out.
---
"This other hospital, there weren't many shadows... But it's designed like a maze, you would encounter shadows whenever you reached a dead end, and that happened often", Kazuki described the dungeon they scouted out.
"We've managed to safely scout out most of the dungeon, we didn't go after the final areas since we had no navigator support", Rui thought about that for a moment... What did navigator support give them again...? Directions, enemy scan, and that was all he remembered. It was a wonder Kazuki managed to backtrack, but then he remembered Kazuki's Persona had limited navigation abilities too.
"W-well... In any case, we can take some time to rest, before we go after the second dungeon... You have a route to the boss rooms right Kazuki?",
"Of course. I'll assist in navigation when you all go in, so rest for now, maybe change out party members if you need to", and so with that, they party had time to rest. The food Tadao bought before they entered the dungeon seemed to be doing them good too. It was all food from the convenience store, and mostly snacks, but being able to eat while resting was far better than otherwise.</s>
<|message|>Gen Itoshi
Gen Itoshi
Sunday, May 31
st
- 2015
Warakuma Recreational Center
And just like that, a simple conversation between two acquaintances became a full-fledge group meeting. Gen was surprised by this change, if only because he came to the recreational center thinking that he would find no one he was acquainted with. Well, in a sense he was right, since there were two individuals in that group that he did not know. One was Masahide's companion, and the other was the girl that waved and called Shizuka effusively. The latter seemed kind of familiar, though, probably from school? Gen could not put his finger on which class she was in or what her last name even was. But hey, meeting new people should not hurt, right?
"Hello-oh!" He said but stopped mid-sentence at the sight of Yamato holding his stomach. Gen took his glasses by the frame to place them on the curve of his nose and directed his next question at Yamato. "A-are you okay? Should we get someone?" He asked the second question to Masahide. As gullible as Gen was, he thought that Yamato was in actual pain and not acting at all. There should be some kind of doctor's office there; after all, it was a public place where accidents were prone to happen. What if someone hit their head with the floor of the pool? Okay, that was an exaggeration, but nobody could object that it could not happen!</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Recreational Center || May 31 SUN: Morning
Shizuka merely blinked in slight confusion with her soft smile still present at the exchange between Masa and his acquaintance. 'They seem to get along well,' she thought to herself as she giggled softly behind her hand. "I-I assume that was a rhetorical question of sorts bu-but yes, I am acquainted with him. It is delightful to see you faring alright as well, senpai." Once she was asked if she wanted something of him, Shizuka merely shook her head and replied, "Nothing in particular, I had hoped to just greet and congratulate you since it seems you have plans with your acquaintance."
The upperclassman's acquaintance spoke once more to which Shizuka stuttered slightly to, "U-Uh, I-I wouldn't exactly label him as such." To switch the topic of conversation to something not as awkward, the underclassman figured she should introduce herself to the other male to be polite. "I-I believe I've yet to introduce myself to you, pa-pardon me for my late introduction. M-My name is Otonashi, Shizuka, pleased to be acquain--" Her introduction was interrupted when "Otonashiii-saaan!!" The raven haired girl flinched at the sudden call for her not too far from them as she recognized the voice. Turning to face the source of the voice, her hidden hazel eyes met with Elena's. She returned the enthusiastic wave with her own light wave of her hand as she responded, "It's such a coincidence to meet you here as well, Elena-san. Have you just gone swimming?" Her eyes observed the drenched hair and the towel wrapped around the waist of the foreign girl. My, it was indeed a coincidence to have met three of her acquaintances together at one time. Perhaps there was some sort of link between her and these people... Nah, there couldn't be, fate and some such should remain in the fictional world.
Hearing over the comment of Masa's acquaintance about her being popular, Shizuka shook both of her hands in a negative gesture with a flustered expression upon her face, cheeks tinted in a rosy hue. "N-No, I-I most certainly am not. I-I just happened to be a-acquainted with them. I-In fact, I can count the nu-number of my friends with just my hands... o-or hand." This was because of her shy and soft spoken nature but she didn't really mind, having few close friends was enough for her over having several friends who she wasn't close to.
Once Gen followed suit to the group, he began to worry about the well being of the acquaintance of Masa. Even the fellow classmate knew he was being sarcastic or over exaggerating, but she was unsure if she should break it to him. "Um.... Itoshi-san, I-I think he's alright. I'm sure Saji-senpai hasn't hit him too hard."</s>
| <|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Strawman Hospital // Hospital Street
Sunday, May 31st, 2015
As the brutal battle came to an end, and by brutal I mean them beating the holy hell out of the thing to which lots of blood and screaming was involved, they find had time to rest. Though, it was quite irritating. The damned thing just wouldn't die peacefully. On top of all the bleeding and screaming, the shadow began to praise them. Akane wanted to cleave it's head off and be done with it but decided she'd have to just endure it. What a creepy bastard.
As they made it out of the dungeon and back onto the street, they met back up with the other party that went and scouted the 2nd hospital. While they began talking, Akane found herself a place to sit and rest. Luckily, the guy from earlier, Tadao was it?, brought food, though it was convenience store food but she didn't really mind. She often found herself convenience store food when she didn't have the time to make herself something (or lost the number to her favorite take out joints).
Still one more place to go, eh? I wonder what kind of 'shadows' inhabit that place and who exactly is being kept there. Finished eating, she waits.</s> |
<|description|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Characters:
Age: 17
Arcana: Chariot Arcana
Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.
While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.
Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana
Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.
Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.
By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.
Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.
Persona: Setanta
Appearance:
Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."
It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.
Command Skills
Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)
Passive Skills
Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Manga Club Room - After School
3/6/2015 Wednesday
"Rui Shinichi, I'm also a member of this club... Although Akane isn't around to account for that", he responded, introducing himself as he got comfortable at the table.
"I think I saw you Ryan last time I was here, but you were busy reading, so I guess you didn't see me, I was only here briefly last time", in any case, today seemed to be fairly standard, and with no exams or anything keeping them down, they basically just did whatever they wanted. Eventually they all relegated to their manga of choice after discussing a few newer series popping up, and naturally the day ended like that. Rui would be the first of the three to leave, bidding them farewell at the end of the day.
Warakuma Mall - After School
6/6/2015 Saturday
It was Saturday, so school was out extra early. The school week went by pretty quickly, and being rather uneventful. He spoke with Kotori and Sato throughout the week about the whole shadows and personas thing. In any case, today he was out to do grocery shopping, but he went out early to have his own fun for awhile. The weather was pretty good, it was cloudy, but projected to rain lightly tomorrow. He considered going to visit Shizu, though he seemed to have seen Kami at the shops today too. He wanted to ask how the investigation was going, but Kami seemed far too busy to bother him at the moment. Maybe he should head to the game arcade today... Oh well, in any case, he had the day to himself.</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma High
Saturday, June 6th - After School
Ayano groaned as the bell rang and signaled the end of their classes. She still can't believe why they're slaving away at school when they could be perfectly comfortable in the confines of their houses? It just boggled her mind, but what was she going to do about it? With no club meetings for the day the girl decided she might as well do something productive in her time. The Shopping square seemed like the perfect place to go, and with extra money with her today, she might as well spend half of her allowance on the arcade or maybe buy something new, her closet isn't the most impressive out there, but who was she going to impress anyway? Destination in mind, the brunette began to head to the shopping center, hoping to get her mind off of school and into the upcoming weekend.
Ayano Wakahisa: Shinza Shopping Square
Saturday, June 6th - After School
"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all..." the girl sighed, it's probably been forty-minutes ever since she entered the shopping center but all she's done is window shopping. Whenever she came across an item she seemed mildly interested in, she would either change her mind or simply didn't have enough money for it. Just as she was about to give up, a familiar figure did she chance upon. All she could do was groan in disbelief, of all the people to have crossed paths with today it had to be Kami. Sutoraiki Kaminari. Her childhood friend that, as much she won't admit, is arguable her closest friend. Then again, it had been a while since the two ever hung out, there was the time he offered to walk her home but that didn't exactly go according to plan. Maybe now was the time for that chance to arise again? Breathing deeply, she walked towards her friend, mustering up the courage to talk to him. Ayano didn't want to admit it, but she always felt a little embarrassed whenever she found herself talking to Kami, what was so embarrassing about talking to an old friend anyway? They made small talk and conversed for a while, catching up on each others lives and making small mentions of the rumors of the cult that have been plaguing the city.
Eventually, the two were walking out of the center, still talking to one another about how it had been too long since they've talked to each other and how she's actually slowly becoming more sociable, the brunette just brushed it off, her cheeks emitting a soft pink glow. Little did they know that light rain had already started to fall, Ayano didn't even bother to bring an umbrella because the forecast wasn't exactly sure as well.
Thankfully, her friend seemed to have taken precautions and reached into his bag to bring out an umbrella, asking her one more time if he can walk her home. The girl wasn't sure what to do...Her heart was pounding hard, she swore she could almost feel every beat reverberate in her ears, her eyes kept on looking back and forth to Kami and the umbrella, she didn't know what to do...Was it okay? Is it okay? What was she feeling? Barely a word escaping her mouth, Ayano quickly began to run away from the boy, he voiced his shock and began to trail on her. No...No...What was she doing? Why is she running away again? She thought she was finally able to come clean and say it right to his face, but she was wrong, dead wrong. The clouds began to take on an ominous shade as the rain poured heavily on the city, her footsteps and the pitter patter of the rain were the only things she could hear, Kami's not long behind hers. Her legs began to feel weak and as fortune would have it, an alleyway was readily available for her, disregarding anything else but her pursuer, she quickly ducked into the alley, her panting could almost echo throughout the alley. She closed her eyes and clutched her head as she slumped.
"What's wrong with me?!"
She cried out, the rain evolving into a violent storm and turning her into a soaking mess. She stayed in that alley for a few minutes, hoping to have lost Kami, but given her situation right now, what she wouldn't do to have the boy escort her right in front of her house...She wanted nothing to do right now than go home. Her ears picking up the sounds of light footsteps she looked up with a smile, hoping her friend had come to her rescue...However, her smile changed into a look of horror as she looked up to see a robed figure, looming over her like a predator catching its prey. There she was, looking straight into the eyes of the same cult she was investigating, and where it led her, she didn't want to know anymore. The girl's whole body froze from outright fear, her brain only said one thing right now 'Run!'. With all of her strength, she quickly darted to the other side of the alley only to be stopped by more of the shady members, before she could even react, a man from behind had gripped one of her arms tightly, disabling her chances of escape. Within mere seconds, a cloth had been pressed to her mouth, filling her nostrils with a nauseating scent, her vision starting to blur and her body becoming weak.
Why? Why? Why? The thought looped on repeat in her mind as she struggled to keep herself awake. Why her? What did she do? What could they have possibly wanted with someone like her? It didn't make any sense, and the more she tried to think of it, the more her vision started to darken. Soon she felt nothing and her consciousness drifted away...</s>
| <|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma Recreational Center
Saturday, June 6th, 2015
After School
After a tiring a week of dealing with a double dungeon and Kendo practice the following day, she decided it was time for her to take a break and relax. And for that break, it finally gave her a reason to check out the new rec center she never had the time to check out. There were many things to do but in the end, she decided on swimming. It's been quite a few years since the last time she was able to swim, given how distracted and busy she was. She been to plenty hot springs to relax in but swimming in a pool was something else entirely. She could get some exercise in while having fun at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.
Staring at the ceiling of the center as the floated about on her back, her thoughts turned to Kotori. Akane felt a little guilty about not visiting her in the hospital. Even though they weren't particularly close with her, she was a classmate who just went through the same ordeal as her, she could've at least she was ok. Kotori had to have been confused as she was after everything but considering her growing disdain for hospitals, she decided against it. Plus, she was sure Rui would drop by and clear everything up like he did for her. Kotori was in good hands, probably. She grinned as she turned over and began swimming seriously.</s> |
<|description|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Characters:
Age: 17
Arcana: Chariot Arcana
Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.
While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.
Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana
Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.
Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.
By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.
Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.
Persona: Setanta
Appearance:
Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."
It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.
Command Skills
Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)
Passive Skills
Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Crypt of Hopes and Dreams
June 13th, Saturday, 2015
Life in the mirror world is as mysterious and unexpected as ever, take their latest adventure for example. Here Akane stood before the latest 'dungeon', trying to make sense of the sight. "I know gothic buildings in this world is popular, but really?" her face twitched in disgust as she shook her head. Gothic architecture and bright colors should never go together. It was just strange, especially considering it looks like a tomb. Then again, it kind of adds to the creep factor, now doesn't it?
It was just like the last dungeon as there were barely any shadows inside this one as well. It's kind of strange really, you'd expect a whole mess of them inside a place like this. "Kind of boring as well..." she had muttered after going through the first shadow in what seems like forever. Boredom truly does make things seem longer than they really are, huh? She began hoping that the boss of this dungeon would help alleviate her boredom and not go down so easily. It was a simple thing to ask for, right? She thought as she continued running to the final destination with the others.
When they finally got to the boss room, it seems the usual is starting to take place. The big bad shadow acting all tough and scary while going on about how he's the real one. They sure take on some 'interesting' appearances, huh? She looked on at it's monolithic visage with blood and all. The swords were a nice touch. "So this is Alexei's shadow, eh?" After gazing on in wonder, that wonder was destroyed as soon as she began hearing 'that thing' speak. "What a whiny emo bitch you are, seriously..." she said with obvious irritation at the shadow. Though, it would only prove to agitate the thing further.
Which didn't take long as it grabbed a sword out of the monolithic body, grasping it in-between it's fingers and threw it at the party. The other darted to the side but Kotori remained there frozen in fear. "Shit!" Without much time to lose, Akane immediately summoned Setanta and managed to easily block the shadow's barrage. After breathing a sigh of relief, she turned behind her and asked Kotori if she was alright only for her to apologize with a guilty look on her face. Akane responded by patting her on the head and telling her it was alright. After all, everyone gets scared at some point in their lives, right?
"Trouble turning, you say?" she pondered after Rui's order. Then the choice is obvious....! Calling upon Setanta, she ordered out a kill rush on the sides.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Crypt of Hopes and Dreams - F1
13/6/2015 Saturday
Akane's counter-assault with Kill Rush seemed to work for awhile, but after a few seconds, the arms on the beast began to glow red hot, and then soon, it became clear that Akane's Persona was merely striking a magical shield. An invisible dome around the shadow became visible as the assault continued. Though Rui was observing this, he used this chance to get behind the shadow and attack with a Mudo skill, a wave of black energy gathered in Askr's hand and was physically thrown at the shadow. It seemed to do something at least, but there was no significant damage. The shadow merely turned around, and smiled right at Rui...
Immediately he jumped far back, and his instinct was right on the mark, Akane's Setanta was suddenly repelled by an array of swords, damaging Akane a little, with the assault off, the shadow immediately looked to a target to attack, and spotted Sato lagging behind in flanking it, his advance was stopped by a hail of swords, a few of which striking him, flinging him back.
"This is a pain... A repelling shield too...", though as he said that, he was realizing that the shadow began to smoke steam out of it's back, and the monolithic body hunkered down a little, as if it was tired.
Ayano would with her scanning abilities would pick up that the shield from earlier seemed to cost the shadow a lot of energy, while still able to fight, he was now vulnerable to attack. Rui was starting to pick up on this, but unlike a support, he wouldn't be able to figure all that out immediately.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Crypt of Hopes and Dreams: Floor 1 | After School
Spreading out seemed to work to some degree - the shadow didn't seem to know immediately who to focus on as the group of four swarmed around and into attacking position. Rui's Askr fired an attack at range whilst Akane's Setanta closed in for a melee attack to the shadow's side. Kotori meanwhile was about to call upon Kikuri-hime to aid in the attack when things started going awry. Rui sprang back when the shadow suddenly launched a counter-attack at him whilst a veritable wall of swords repelled Akane's Kill Rush. Sato meanwhile had not managed to get quite into position and got struck in the side by a number of swords being tossed his way; a rather painful sight that caused Kotori to give a worried wince as he was thrown off his feet. She herself managed to avoid getting anything thrown her way and was thus immediately free to counteract the damage that had been taken.
"Media," she called - and just a moment late, Kikuri-hime raised the flower in her hands and brought it closer to her chest as a faint light emanated from her. This same light began to glow around all four of the group; a healing warmth soothing the worst of the pain from any sustained wounds and healing some of the damage caused. Seeing as the shadow seemed to have a penchant for countering attacks, Kotori warily kept an eye on it for any potential retribution; hesitant to yet engage in any offensive actions as long as the others might still require her aid.</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru and Aiko Yamamoto
Noboru sighed as he kicked pebbles along the sidewalk. He had tried all afternoon to find any clues or hints of the kidnappings, but he had found nothing of importance. No one even knew what he was talking about. The pebbles rolled along the ground, bouncing the more he kicked them. It was a boring day and all Noboru had left to do was sit and wait for Aiko to get done with his job so that they could hang out the rest of the day. Noboru figured it'd be a little bit longer so he decided to do what any normal person would do and run a few laps, possibly a mile or two. He paced himself, starting his run up quite well. He took off in a flash, bounding down the street to wherever his feet took him.
Noboru was making good time. He felt fast and free, with nothing in his way or holding him back. His head was facing down the entire time, so he decided to raise it just a little bit to get a fresh breeze in his face. It felt slow-mo. He lifted his face and she was there, running the exact opposite of the way he was running. She was a medium distance off, so maybe she hadn't noticed him yet. Now was his chance to get away. He lifted up his shoes to pivot on the balls of his feet so he could get away. A view of the sky came first, followed by the wind being knocked out of him as he smacked into the hard cement. He was probably quite visible to Chiaki by now. He hustled to his feet, charging the way back from where he came. There was only one way to make a smooth, or rather what could be counted for smooth after that fuck up, escape. His feet pounded the ground faster than they ever had before. only a short distance away. So short. His feet pivoted correctly this time, positioning him for a straight shot into the Cafe. Right into the Cafe he went.
"Aiko! Hey Aiko I need your help!"</s>
| <|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Crypt of Hopes and Dreams
June 13th, Saturday, 2015
Floor 1
Luck seems to be in short supply for Akane lately. Why might you ask? Well, as the usual with her first strikes on the bosses, it always starts off well, only to crash and burn. Upon seeing that her attacks were meaningless, she could only grind her teeth in frustration. A magical shield....that goddamned thing has a magical shield?! Rui, upon observing the exchange, tried his own hand, though he did manage to inflict damage, it wasn't enough. As evidence by the shadow's irritating smile. It's got quite the nerve....
Rui then jumped back as Setanta's Kill Rush was suddenly repelled by an array of swords, causing some damage to Akane. It wasn't a major blow, but the fact remained that he was able to repel Setanta and in-turn, damaged her in the process. Though, Kotori was there and used 'Media' to patch them up. Whew. With a magical shield on-top of a repelling one, Akane just couldn't recklessly attack as per usual, and until they can figure of it's weak points, they had no other choice but to be cautious.
Until Ayano manages to identify its weak point and they can formulate a plan, it looks like they'll be on the defensive for now. In that case.....Summoning Setanta once more, "Rakukaja!" she called.</s> |
<|description|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Characters:
Age: 17
Arcana: Chariot Arcana
Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.
While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.
Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana
Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.
Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.
By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.
Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.
Persona: Setanta
Appearance:
Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."
It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.
Command Skills
Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)
Passive Skills
Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Crypt of Hopes and Dreams
13/6/2015, Saturday
It wasn't long before the giant fell with the combined efforts of the team, Ayano was glad and sighed with relief. All that was left now was for Alexei to accept his true feelings. Watching the scene unfold, the girl is reminded of her own experiences and silently cheered on Alexei, if all of the others could accept themselves, then he should too! Suddenly, a familiar blue light began to envelop itself around him and a smile formed on Ayano's lips, thankfully he was able to realize that he and the shadow were but one being and the monster from earlier transformed into a new source of power.
There was a brief pause and Ayano was half expecting Alexei to fall down and faint like she did but that never happened, which struck her as odd. Another that struck her odd was the fact that there was another person in the dungeon, Alexei's sister. She scratched her head, it seemed like their little expedition wasn't over just yet. The party raged on, the dungeon becoming dull and bland as they advanced and Alexei had certainly gotten the hang of using his persona in just a short while. Finally, they reached the end point of the dungeon, a feeling of uneasiness coursed throughout Ayano's body...What was waiting behind this door? Some kind of super boss that you always encounter at the last minute? And if it was Alexei's sister, whose to say she doesn't have a shadow of her own? The thoughts just made her shudder but the party moved on regardless and what greeted them was something unexpected, to say the least.
Ayano Wakahisa: Crypt of Hopes and Dreams - Empress' Tomb
13/6/2015, Saturday
With what little information they knew about the cultists, Ayano was just in a state of shock and awe...These are the guys that were responsible for kidnapping all of them? But, they looked just like your Average Joe's...Were these really the ones behind all of the terror surrounding Warakuma? She couldn't believe the feed she was receiving on her screen, the other's were just as shocked as she was, if not disappointed. One of them ordered to stay put but Alexei rushed recklessly to save his sister but Ayano's attention shifted focus to a disgruntled voice in the same room, it was another cultist, his voice shaky and looking like he was about to convulse. With an agonized cry, the man fell to the ground and what erupted was a shadow?!
"What the?"
The thing charged at them but was quickly struck down by Alexei and the other cultist and Alexei's Sister fell to their knees. Ayano blinked once and twice, looking at her screen and trying to process the events that just transpired but nothing made sense anymore...
Ayano Wakahisa: Abandoned Warehouse
13/6/2015, Saturday
The two cultists from earlier were escorted to the authorities by Rui and Kami, and Alexei's sister was delivered to the hospital. After a brief moment of respite, the two returned to report that Alexei stayed in the hospital as well, collapsing from the exhaustion as well. With the formalities over the group began to discuss what the hell just happened earlier in the dungeon. Sure, this was a huge step forward for the team in terms of investigating the cult but all it did was just raise more questions...
What were these cults after? What is their real motive for kidnapping them? Is it some sort of philosophical or religious quest about teaching people to look inside of themselves and accept that they truly are monsters inside and learning to overcome this? All of it was just too much to handle, thinking about it more just caused Ayano's head to hurt. The day concluded with Kami telling everyone to go rest and Ayano couldn't be more glad to hear that. Still, it wasn't bad for the first day on the job.</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Warakuma Hospital
Sunday, June 14, 2015
==~==
Mako paced around the hallways of the hospital, trying to work out his next order of business. He'd finally established that he needed a broader perspective on his hunch, which was why he was here- he needed to find out who else was involved in this business of saving the kidnap victims, if indeed it was as organized as he assumed it to be. Without enough evidence, Sato- and anyone else whose involvement he'd uncovered- could just dodge his questioning all day long. Which would be a downer, to say the least.
If this really is the destiny that that Blue Lady keeps talking about... if I'm meant to help save these victims, then I need to prove I can handle it, first. And therein lay the real reason he'd been pursuing this so doggedly. The slim hope that this was actually something to do with that dream he'd been having since he first got to Warakuma. The chance that he wasn't just incomprehensibly crazy, that there was actually something greater past all this dream fuckery. So, he waited. Thankfully, he didn't have to wait long. Shirohane-san, from his class, had just arrived at the latest victim's room. Dragunov was his name, Alexei Dragunov. She was carrying flowers. Without even noticing he was there, the girl opened the door and hurried inside.
After another short while, someone else arrived. Shinichi-san, from Drama Club. Mako raised an eyebrow, still watching the room as the boy went inside, greeting both the victim and Shirohane. Weird. So they knew each other, too? His interest was piqued, but he held it in check. He didn't know either of the victims well, nor their visitors. They could all be old friends with one another and there was no way for him to know. Still, it bothered him- Shirohane had also been a kidnap victim, abducted the same time as Sato. And speaking of Sato, hadn't he seen Shinichi at the hospital when he went to visit Sato?
Not enough to confirm out of hand, but... not enough to deny it, either. Mako crossed his arms, still thinking. He'd need a lot more information before he could prove he'd be of use to these people (if indeed, they were what he believed them to be).
But it was a start.</s>
| <|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma Hospital
June 14th, 2015
Given what down in the dungeon last night, needless to say, Akane was quite tired. Though, that's just her excuse for arriving later than she had planned. Well, she did waste a lot of energy there, but what really did her in was the fact that she stayed up past midnight drawing. With a big yawn, she made her way through the hospital entrance. Just before entering his hospital room, something came to her. Come to think of it, she was also late when she visited Ayano as well. Hmm... Hopefully Alexei will forgive me for being late. Akane laughed nervously to herself before opening the door and walking in.
In the room, she saw Kotori and Rui, along with another guy, who looked like he just got there. Rui again... I seem to have a knack for coming in at 'that time'. Saying her greetings to Kotori and Rui, she ignored the other guy and turned to Alexei. "The giant is already up and about? It's as if nothing ever happened. Talk about stamina!" she looked on amazed before digging through a bag she brought along with her. "Well anyway, brought you something to help pass the time until you get out." She beamed as she pulled out a couple of manga magazines. Knowing Alexei liked Berserk, she brought a few volumes with her so he can read them. You can never go wrong with the classics.
"You seem like you're doing fine, but what about your little sister, how is she doing?" Akane asked, remembering the state Elena was in last night.</s> |
<|description|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Characters:
Age: 17
Arcana: Chariot Arcana
Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.
While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.
Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana
Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.
Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.
By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.
Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.
Persona: Setanta
Appearance:
Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."
It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.
Command Skills
Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)
Passive Skills
Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Corporate War Zone
18/6/2015, Thursday
Ayano's eyes lit up when she saw the overflow of soldiers rushed in on to the party with guns blazing, if the rest of the party weren't in any life-threatening danger right now, it'd be just like watching an action movie. Casting her thoughts aside, she was glad to see that Rui and the others were able to pave a path with brute force and eventually made their way to the door. As they entered, the girl's screen was immediately greeted by a slate gray color, it looked unimaginative to say the least. The color almost made her feel dull and lifeless just by looking at her screens, the cells in the area made it clear as to what area they were in right now; a prison. She wouldn't be surprised if the words she were hearing prisoners or just mad ravings of the owner of this dungeon, but who or WHAT was crying in the distance?
The brunette nodded at the leader's orders, keeping an open eye on all of her screens just in case the prisoners decide to pile-on them this time or some sort of Silent Hill-esque abomination decides to make itself welcome to the group. As they traversed the prison, there were numerous Shadow Soldiers that just looked sad and frightened, and for a moment the girl couldn't believe that of all the things to make her feel sad it was a shadow. That sadness came to an end with anxiety overcame her when a cell labelled with "Solitary" was met by the party, beyond the door Ayano could feel a presence, one that was filled with malice and power...She wasn't sure if it was THE shadow already but judging from their time in the dungeon, it would be a far cry from it. When the door opened, the only thing that Ayano's screens picked up were pitch black. For a moment she thinks that it was an error or fault of her Persona, but no, it was something more terrible than that...
The lights flickered on to reveal towering shadow in the usual prison wear, similar to the ones they saw before. Despite its restrained state she could feel that this thing was not to be underestimated. With Rui giving orders, Ayano quickly began to scan the giant, tapping her keys
One of her screens showed the back of the giant, a red reticle pointing directly at it and beeping. Her left screen displayed that it was the glaring weak point of the monster, but how can the party strike it when it keeps darting and weaving? She looked back at the center screen, clicking at the image of the shadow and analyzing it carefully, the girl noticed a distinct key that could be struck and the loose shackles of the boss. With a grin, Ayano immediately relayed the information to the party.
"The giant's weak point is its back. It's moving a lot so I think you should restrain it with its own shackles! I'm not sure about the key though..."</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Corporate War Zone - Solitary
21/6/2015 Sunday
The battle progressed with a stalemate for awhile, but soon as Ayano's scan was done, what they were seeing made more sense. The key was... Well, the key. It looked a little loose, but with a few hits it might lock the restraints. It was a pretty strange kind of handcuff honestly, but it looks like it worked like that.
"I'll strike the key, the rest of you focus your attack on it's back", he ordered. With that he darted in first, with a Sukukaja, letting him swiftly dodge it's next unfocused attack, and position himself by the key. At that point he let out a barrage of attacks alternating between his own blade and Askr, before jumping again, and plunging down with his Persona's attack, Mighty Swing.
The shadow heaved and then fell, suddenly unable to properly move. It seems those restraints were connected to it's legs too, but as it fell, it began to struggle, and the key began to fiddle around.
"Quick! It looks like it might free itself if we take too long!"
Play of Control - Stage
21/6/2015 Sunday
Akane's attack did a fair bit of damage, but no elemental attack meant it stayed on it's feet. Despite how strong Vile Assault was, it wasn't enough to do any significant damage. She was going to need to follow up with someone who had struck a weakness. Meanwhile, Matthew managed to repel the dancer and cause it to fall to the ground, putting him in position to pummel it again.
Kazuki had successfully figured out the one weak to lightning and began work on it, on the other hand Noboru's attacks were missing, before he was suddenly hit by a bolt of lightning and forced on his back foot.
This seems to be a fairly simple fight, but should they focus one at a time? Or continue the way they are...? Kazuki seemed too focused to give any kind of order like that, however the shadow he was focusing was sufferring, and would soon shortly be destroyed.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Corporate War Zone: Floor 2, Solitary | Sunday
Another thunderous crash caused yet more clouds of dust to fall from the ceiling above as the giant shadow rushed down one of the group; only for them to dodge aside at the last moment. Luckily, no one had actually taken such an attack head-on, but Kotori feared that if the fight dragged on ever longer, the fatigue would leave someone to slip up eventually - a prospect she was not very eager to see the results of. This was not exactly aided by the fact that she shadow seemed to be mostly shrugging off their attacks without much sign of wavering, as befit something of its size - at least until Ayano's voice telepathically reached them; her scans having finally detected their opponent's weakpoints.
Rui immediately put himself forward to take care of the literal key component of this fight whilst everyone else should ready themselves to exploit the opening thereafter. Though she thought that deliberately putting oneself in the path of this giant did not exactly sound very healthy, it seemed the only way - and just in case things didn't go to plan, she kept herself and Kikuri-Hime ready to cast a healing spell should the need arise. Luckily though, Rui managed to slip out of the way of the charging shadow and instead bring himself into a prime position to strike at the key. Between the strikes of both him and Askr, the key was driven into the shackles; causing the shadow to briefly tense up as the restraints tightened around its arms and legs before falling forward with yet another crash.
Rui barely even needed to call out for the rest to press their advantage before a barrage of attacks was loosed upon the prone giant as Alexei, Sato and Kotori all turned their focus on it. "Kikuri-Hime," Kotori called as she extended one arm toward the exposed back of the creature. A bright flash and roaring thundercrack immediately followed her next word as she cast what offensive magic she had: "Zionga." But despite the evident increase in strength compared to Kikuri-Hime's initial offensive capabilities, she still remained worried whether it would really be enough to put down the giant for good; readying herself to either heal any would-be retaliation or quickly vacate the path of yet another charging attack.</s>
| <|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Mirror World - Play of Control - Stage
Sunday, June 21st, 2015
While she was sure she did it some damage, though, her not having an elemental attack is really putting her at a disadvantage in this fight. But despite this, she couldn't help but laugh at Noboru. "Where's all that bravado from before Noboru? You need to actually hit them to damage them." she teased, referring to what he said in the previous battle.
It'd probably go much faster if we decided to focus on one at a time or focus on two by doing teams but I don't think any of them will actually listen at this point. She thought, glancing at the others, especially Kazuki who seems a bit too focused, considering he's supposed to be the leader and all. Well, it doesn't matter considering his opponent looks like it's about dead anyways.
Either way, considering this isn't the boss, and considering their opponents don't seem to be that strong and the fact these aren't the bosses, it would be awfully boring to simply gang up on them. After all, she needed to get her fill of fighting before they wrap things up with the dungeon. Though, considering they were there to save someone, she probably shouldn't voice that thought out loud.
Having Setanta with another Vile Assault, she also heads into battle with the shadow with her Katana.</s> |
<|description|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Characters:
Age: 17
Arcana: Chariot Arcana
Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.
While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.
Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana
Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.
Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.
By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.
Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.
Persona: Setanta
Appearance:
Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."
It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.
Command Skills
Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)
Passive Skills
Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Sapphire Inn - F1
Sunday, July 5th, 2015
It was decided that she'd be part of Rui's team, along with Kotori and Sato, to hit up the Inn entrance. Though, the initial enemies they faced in the early portion of the floor weren't even good enough to call it a proper warm up. It was just another case of 'going through the motions' but it's to be expected in the beginning of a dungeon, after all, lull the players into complacency and then hit them with a stronger wave when their guard is down. Well, that was how it usually goes, in games that is.
Thankfully, when they got closer towards the end of the floor, their enemy got upgraded and no longer facing cannon fodder. Well... the kind that goes down in one hit, at least. She smirked as her eyes fell on the black knight at the end of the hallway. Behind the knight was a giant incense pot that, according to Megumi, had one of the many people they detected from before, captured in it. Once Rui gave the attack order, she took the opposite side of him and matched his pace.
Like always, it was Rui and Akane being the lead attacked while Kotori and Sato were long distance support and just as they got closer to the knight, a shadow moved in from behind. Not bothering to slow down even a little, she ignored it and her faith was rewarded via a crack of lightning from Kotori. She was glad she wasn't given support this time. Akane has no problem with the support role....when behind a monitor or console at least but when she's actually in it, there's nothing like crushing your fist or weapon up close and personal.
Pressing onward as she charges in, she summons her persona. Regardless of the shadow's strength or type, she just hopes this one won't go down as easily as the others have. "Kill Rush"</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Sapphire Inn - Inn, F1
5/7/2015 - Sunday
-am-X@Sen@Takaru
"I've finished my scan. That incense pot's scent is seeping into the cavern. Ayano told me there's something interfering with her visuals, that must be it", as Rui charged forward listening, Kotori and Sato's coverage with their more powerful spells keeping their backs safe, and Akane going for the first hit before the knight could properly raise its weapon, he stopped short of Akane and circled around as he thought of his next move.
So this pot was interfering with the other group... Okay. As soon as he took a step toward it, from behind the pot came a small swarm of the little shadows, forcing him to ward them off, and then clear them with a Gale Slash. While that was happening, Akane's attack was being repaid in kind as the knight retaliated with a Fatal End. The blow was too slow to be a clean hit, after being backed down from the Kill Rush, but it was enough to tell Akane that the knight boasted some serious physical prowess.
"We're going to move our formation. Kotori, Sato, move to surround, fire at will", he ordered. The shadows they were clearing were thinning, and beginning to concentrate around the pot, especially after Rui took a step towards it, almost as if they were protecting it. Strangely enough the knight was uncaring of it, and almost just happened to be here. Still, it seemed to be capable of slaying one or two of them if they weren't careful.
Now came the next bit... Aim the pot first, or the knight?
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Sapphire Inn - Cavern, F1
5/7/2015 - Sunday
@enterthehero@amaterasu
As Ryan's Gale Slash echoed through the cavern, there was only one resounding clang as it landed... It only struck the knight. It seems even as Shadows, ghosts cannot be hit by physical attacks. Upon seeing this, Kami cast a Mazio, which lit the whole cavern up, while clearing away some of the ghosts.
"I see, so only magic will work on them... I'll hold them off, the rest of you focus on the knight", he ordered.
The knight was not one to wait it seems, it's gleaming silver blade was already upon them as it charged the party's front line, a wide slash coming for both Kami and Mako. Without navigation support for now, they would have to rely on what they saw to overcome the knight.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Sapphire Inn: Floor 1 | Sunday, July 5 2015
Between Sato's arrows and Kikuri-Hime's lightning bolts, the two at the back managed to keep most of the shadows attempting to strike Akane and Rui from behind off them, allowing the two frontline attackers to make good headway and even reach the black knight. In doing so, Akane wasted no time to go on the offense and struck a persona-assisted blow, even as Megumi finished her scanning and let them know exactly what the incense pot was doing - by her words, it didn't seem to be affecting this fight, but rather the one that the other group had on their hands. With Akane's initial strike making a dent, Rui took the opportunity to go for the incense - but it seemed that their initiative and luck ran out as a bustle of shadows swarmed out from behind the pot and forced Rui to retaliate whilst the knight managed to take a swing at Akane.
Immediately, Kotori's worries crept back up as she flinched at the sight - but luckily, Rui managed to get enough distance between him and the shadows to avoid any rebuttal whilst Akane managed to avoid taking a direct hit. Still, seeing how even a glancing blow could do significant damage, Kotori was rather quick to mend what had been wrought. "Kikuri-Hime, Diarama," she called, in turn enveloping Akane in a soft golden glow - though it only lasted for a moment, it seemed to seep into any wounds and restored her to full; letting Kotori breathe a little easier - she hoped that this way, even if the worst came to pass and either of the two at the front took a direct hit, they might be able to hold on for long enough for her to intervene.
However, just undoing damage was no way to win a battle - which was something Rui had already realised and thus called for a new approach; ordering both Sato and Kotori to go for a surrounding maneuver. "Right," Kotori quickly said, adding a nod, before complying - with their continued attack on the shadows, they'd managed to cut down on the number of shadows so that both the older archer and she didn't need to worry too much about being attacked by any stray shadows. Still, she didn't like the prospect of being surprised by any particularly sneaky mirror world dweller and thus still occasionally gave a wary glance about when she wasn't looking between the other three group members to make sure none of them might be getting snuck up on or taking any hits which would require her immediate aid.</s>
| <|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Sapphire Inn - F1
Sunday, July 5th, 2015
As she attacked, the shadow knight responded in-kind. Though, the shadow's blow was too slow to deliver a clean hit on her, possibly from being pushed back from Kill Rush, but it was enough to please Akane....Good, she grinned upon seeing that the shadow indeed had strength to'em.
While she attacked the knight, Rui went for the pot and from the looks of it, he was stopped as well. While the blow she received didn't cause her any serious damage, she was thankful when Kotori casted Diarama on her. As Akane's health was restored in the golden glow, she turned to Kotori and said her thanks.
From what they saw, the shadows concentrated their remaining numbers around the pot as if protecting it. They knight didn't seem to care, so she wondered if that one wasn't with the others. It wouldn't really surprise her if shadows, like humans, took different sides or went about things differently. Anyways, if they wanted to get at the pot, something needed to be done.
Regardless of whether or not the knight was with the others, I don't think he'd just let them simply waltz near the pot. She made her thoughts known to Rui, thinking that if they wanted to get near the pot, they'd have to deal with the knight first or at least distance him from it. Though, it doesn't need to be said that Akane would rather fight with the knight than deal with the pot.</s> |
<|description|>Alexei Dragunov
Age: 18
Appearance: Rock n Roll
Arcana: Hanged Man
Build: 6'7"/114Kg
Personality: He is a thorough survivor. No matter the odds and no matter the enemies, he finds a way to live another day. For a life steeped in self-defense at an early age, he is still quite astute a student. Always near the top with his grades, it is after-school that he involves himself in a struggle of survival. All the while the failing health of his mother and a young sister compounding his struggle manifold. He is trained to look after himself and those he loves and no matter the odds or the sacrifices he'll see this through.
Background: Being a Gaijin in a strangely xenophobic environment isn't much good for a child. And when you are naturally as close to a bear things get ugly quickly. Born to a mixed couple in the high streets of Tokyo, Alexei hadn't hoped to get a life he got. After his father got killed in a building accident, Alexei all of 7 years was left alone to look after an ailing mother suffering from added dose of depression and a young sister he had to protect. The fact that he excelled in a strict academic system being an outsider was somewhat a cause of displeasure amongst his so called friends. As he hadn't paid heed to budding envy that sowly transformed to hate about the time the family fortune slowly trickled out of the coffers to look after his family.
So young Alexei, took various oddjobs to earn what little he could and help in anyway he can. He took over his mother's trade account, a gift from his foresighted father and at an early age began to study the share-market as closely he can. He knew whatever jobs he did will only barely scrape them through, it was the money from transactions in the shares that will be the major chunk. He also took upon the cleaning duties of the house and his mother since they couldn't afford help from outside.
Then came the decision of shifting to a cheaper locale with an accessible hospital, His sister's good education and development of hobbies and other such things. All the while, the fires that stoked envy in his contemporaries grew stronger. Then an incident happened. Heavily labored as he was, he now had to fight for his skin and his family's. As his sister was the mode to get a decent hit on him. Her Karate instructor, a brother of his classmate tried to molest her and though like many victims she tried to hide it, Alexei sniffed it out.
Heartbreak was followed by a bout of insane wrath as he flew into his dojo and beat the man into a bloody pulp, making more enemies on the way. This meant that it was judicious to leave town and thus, the Dragunovs came to Warakuma. Learning from his experience, he trains himself in jiujitsu at the local dojo, juggles gym, works in a construction company as part-time, manages the account of his mother and is the nanny to his sister along with being subjected to strange dreams and a long nosed Russian.
Equipment/Skills: pack of Luckies, keys to bike, wrist wraps and a zippo.
Persona: Prometheus - Prometheus was one of the Titans to side with Zeus and his siblings in the great war against the Titans, the original occupiers of Mount Olympus. When Zeus won the war and banished Prometheus' brethren to Tartarus for eternity, Prometheus and his brother Epimethius were given the task of populating the earth with creations. Epimetheus, who created the beasts of the world, gave his creations all of the gifts that could be bestowed, leaving Prometheus with nothing to give to Humanity. To compensate, Prometheus stole fire from Mount Olympus, incurring Zeus' wrath. However, it wasn't until he taught mankind how to trick the gods that he was given his ultimate punishment. Chained to a rock for all time, his liver was eaten every day by a great eagle sent by Zeus. Immortal, he could never die and his liver would regrow. And so he suffered, until the Greek hero Herakles freed him from his torment during the course of his famous Twelve Labors.
Appearance:
Abilities: Agi, Makatranda
Non-Persona Users
Name: Sagat Shrichapan
Age: 17
Build: 6'1"/ 89kgs
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Backstory: The tall dark guy who was mostly avoided of the aura he gave off. Sagat didn't have many friends in Yokohama where his family had lived for three generations. So when the offer of a possible opportunity of taking over a Thai restaurant came to his father, Sagat had hardly anything to lose from the shift. Warakuma was a silent pocket in the interior of Japan and though the people didn't give a oppressive xenophobic feeling like in his birthplace, many people still avoided him. With no underground scene to keep himself busy he took up the charge of server in the restaurant his father was planning of overtaking.
Trained in Muay Boran from a young age, he is a dangerous and belligerent fighter in the ring, his personality changing a lot within the four ropes. He was famous as the 'Daitengu of Yokohama' in the underground circuit back at his birthplace. He has come to Warakuma to change the pace somewhat.
Name: Inoue Matsuhita
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Build: 5'8"/ 59Kg
Backstory: Growing up Inoue was the fat girl that most her classmates made fun off, it gave her a serious complex of her appearance. When in Junior school she tried joining the martial arts club to improve herself she was mocked and mistreated for her bulging girth. Her pride wounded and self confidence down the drain, she came home crying and swore to not go school again. After a few days of constant convincing her mother finally changed the little girl's heart and as an added bonus found her a coach.
Seiji Mitsuhara, was a man of few words and even fewer things to lose. He was a martial artist who had fallen on bad days as he had gone bankrupt by his agent's swindling and was in dumps. When Inoue's mother approached with a earnest request, he thought he could make enough buck to live a average life. He moved to Warakuma and began his mission to transform Inoue.
Little by little as a mallet forges a fine blade Seiji remade Inoue, a prodigy hidden under all that lard. Four years of home schooling and a regimen that made her cough sweat out of her lungs he unleashed her in the Middle school tournament. Her final fight lasted a record one minute and with it her confidence and pride was restored. With a knowledge that those who mocked her could never be where she is and they'd always find a way to show her down she stopped giving a fuck.
She kept on training and slowly her ambition grew, the gruesome world of MMA being on her list next. Her intense home training continued but now she had company at school, two guys who were as far from the norm as oil to water.</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Wakahisa Residence
Date: Sunday, April 19th
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As the sun shone and the birds chirped signaling a brand new day, Ayano who was still in her bed, didn't even bother to get up. What would this day bring about? As she laid there in her sheets, the girl looked up at the ceiling with a blank expression in her face, it felt like she was asleep for a decade, was she hibernating? She thought to herself. Her mind refocused back to better things, she pushed her blankets away and got out of her bed, stretching a few as she stood up. Grabbing her cellphone that was on her bedside table, the girl began to flip through her messages, she could've sworn she got one from a friend of hers an hour ago or two...What time was it anyway? Looking at the top-right corner of her phone, the girl saw that it was already 10:00 in the morning, no surprise there. After checking the time the girl finally found the message and it read:
"Hey, Yan~ Did ya know the mall is having an event today? There's a huge assortment of stuff! Threads, fabrics, and other crafting items!
There's also a sale on clothes, you know so you don't always wear those same bleak shirts you wear everyday?
Ayano chuckled at the message, her sense of fashion never was colorful. Maybe it was high-time she deviated from the norm for once? At least she had something to do now. After having the usual breakfast talk with her family and gussying up after her bath, Ayano set out to the mall.
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Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma Mall
Jeez, her friend was right, there WAS some sort of happening at the mall, what she didn't mention was that the mall was packing. Seriously, the sheer amount of people made Ayano uncomfortable just being there. Her first instinct was to get out, but she was here to shop, right?
As soon as Ayano entered the boutique, she was overcome by a scent that wafted through her nose. "Ugh, smells like cheap perfume..." She said while trying to cover her nose and swaying her hand as if to make the smell go away. Eventually overcoming the scent, the young girl found herself browsing through an assortment of clothes. She wasn't looking for a specific one in particular, just one that would nudge her sense of fashion from 'Blank and Bleak' to something with a tad more color. Neon was out of the question though. Digging through the selections some more, she found in the corner of her eye something that stood out. Deciding that she's got nothing to lose, Ayano grabbed the shirt and unfolded it, getting a closer look. Hey, a shirt that actually had a design she liked! It featured a group shot of characters from a game she was playing, with the title being laid out in the center. A smile on her face, Ayano entered the changing room and tried it on, to her surprise, it actually fit! Feeling happy with her choice, Ayano paid for it instantly. New shirt in hand she exited the boutique. While walking along the confines of the mall, the girl suddenly got a text message, from the same friend who had texted her earlier.
"Oh, forgot to mention. There's this new electronics shop opening soon, might wanna check it out some time soon!"
An electronics shop, eh? Why they didn't open that sooner is beyond her reasoning, but once it opens, Ayano vows that she will set foot in it.</s>
<|message|>Keiko Kobashigawa (ito)
Keiko Kobashigawa - Warakuma Mall - Sunday, April, 19, 2015 -
The mall was bustling today, it reminds her of the city, it was a nice change of pace. She always feels like people are staring at her clothes when she walks through town, it was well worn but today auntie got her first cheque which was large, larger than Keiko would expected. Auntie has given her a large amount of the money and she told Keiko to buy some new clothes and have fun. Which is what's she doing, Keiko missed how it feels to buy stuff that isn't to just survive. She has already bought five bags of clothes for herself, a bag for auntie and two pairs of shoes.
All this shopping has almost distracted her from what Rui said, Keiko learned where he lived, but she decided she was just over thinking his comment and just decided to go shopping instead of worrying for nothing, but she will still worried for Matthew he hasn't showed up yet. Maybe Matthew will like a flower for when he comes back. A welcome back gift for when he returns.
But these bags are getting heavy as she walked, and somebody just gotten into an accident, she should rest for a bit before that happens to her.
Keiko just dropped into the nearest bench, with a sigh of relief. Keiko placed her bags on the ground, it was getting warm.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Mall || April 19 SUN
Just as Shizuka was despairing at how much difficulty she was having to retrieve the fabrics with her dark tresses being on the way of her sight, two- no, three people generously came to assist the poor "half blind" girl. She felt embarrassed to have them gather up her belongings for her but very much appreciated the help nonetheless. Just when the other female who picked up one of the fabrics shoved one person and created a domino effect of people colliding, Shizuka flinched in shock and felt slightly guilty for the people involved.
While she quickly stuffed the last of her fabric back into a bag, a gentle hand placed itself upon her shoulder with a voice of concern. Her gaze averted from the plastic bag to the gorgeous, foreign female at her side, who she couldn't help but stare for a moment even if the other may not be able to tell. It wasn't Shizuka's first encounter with someone of a foreign origin but how she seemingly spoke fluent Japanese surprised her, that and she had to appreciate how attractive she was, which was perfect if she ever got around to cosplaying.
Snapping back to reality, the raven haired female flashed a faint smile and replied, "O-Oh, I'm quite alright... I-I apologize for the trouble, but thank you for your concern and I'm truly grateful for your assistance. And my, you and the other gentleman have quick hands, the mess was cleaned up in such a haste." Speaking of the male who assisted her, upon closer inspection, his face felt slightly familiar... Perhaps someone from school? It wasn't everyday you'd see a foreign student in a Japanese school, which tends to make them stand out whether in a positive or negative way.
Another female voice was speaking to Shizuka, to which her attention was given to. While what the other was telling her seemed like a warning, she supposed it was her way of being concerned for the apologetic girl. Taking her advice, she stood back on her feet and dusted herself before explaining, "Um... I-It's only polite to apologize to someone who you unintentionally bump onto, bu-but I suppose you're right. It was rather rude of her to, but accidents are prone on a day like this. I-... I'll be more careful, thank you miss."</s>
| <|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov | Warakuma Shopping Center
"Ah! thank you, Onee-san!" said Elena with a blush from the compliment from the other girl. Though she was displeased by the rude interuption by the other girl, her features didn't convey a hint of her displeasure. She removed her hand from the girl's shoulder and continued after a pause.
"Oni-san here taught me the quick-fold. Well, I'm glad that you are alright. I'm Elena Dragunov. Do you need help with carrying the bags someplace? Maybe you can sit someplace and check if all the stuff is alright." she said cheerfully as Alexei looked at them. Standing to his towering height as everyone got up.
"You go on ahead and take a look, Kotchishka. I'll help her settle and join you." Alexei interrupted with his deep baritone. Giving the girl a full look to see if there were any injuries. Elena just nodded and bowed before she hopped towards the sale. Her objective was complete, with effectively making Alexei help the girl she could possibly look for a good gift for her brother.
"Should I carry those for you, Miss?" Alexei asked in a polite grumble.</s> |
<|description|>Alexei Dragunov
Age: 18
Appearance: Rock n Roll
Arcana: Hanged Man
Build: 6'7"/114Kg
Personality: He is a thorough survivor. No matter the odds and no matter the enemies, he finds a way to live another day. For a life steeped in self-defense at an early age, he is still quite astute a student. Always near the top with his grades, it is after-school that he involves himself in a struggle of survival. All the while the failing health of his mother and a young sister compounding his struggle manifold. He is trained to look after himself and those he loves and no matter the odds or the sacrifices he'll see this through.
Background: Being a Gaijin in a strangely xenophobic environment isn't much good for a child. And when you are naturally as close to a bear things get ugly quickly. Born to a mixed couple in the high streets of Tokyo, Alexei hadn't hoped to get a life he got. After his father got killed in a building accident, Alexei all of 7 years was left alone to look after an ailing mother suffering from added dose of depression and a young sister he had to protect. The fact that he excelled in a strict academic system being an outsider was somewhat a cause of displeasure amongst his so called friends. As he hadn't paid heed to budding envy that sowly transformed to hate about the time the family fortune slowly trickled out of the coffers to look after his family.
So young Alexei, took various oddjobs to earn what little he could and help in anyway he can. He took over his mother's trade account, a gift from his foresighted father and at an early age began to study the share-market as closely he can. He knew whatever jobs he did will only barely scrape them through, it was the money from transactions in the shares that will be the major chunk. He also took upon the cleaning duties of the house and his mother since they couldn't afford help from outside.
Then came the decision of shifting to a cheaper locale with an accessible hospital, His sister's good education and development of hobbies and other such things. All the while, the fires that stoked envy in his contemporaries grew stronger. Then an incident happened. Heavily labored as he was, he now had to fight for his skin and his family's. As his sister was the mode to get a decent hit on him. Her Karate instructor, a brother of his classmate tried to molest her and though like many victims she tried to hide it, Alexei sniffed it out.
Heartbreak was followed by a bout of insane wrath as he flew into his dojo and beat the man into a bloody pulp, making more enemies on the way. This meant that it was judicious to leave town and thus, the Dragunovs came to Warakuma. Learning from his experience, he trains himself in jiujitsu at the local dojo, juggles gym, works in a construction company as part-time, manages the account of his mother and is the nanny to his sister along with being subjected to strange dreams and a long nosed Russian.
Equipment/Skills: pack of Luckies, keys to bike, wrist wraps and a zippo.
Persona: Prometheus - Prometheus was one of the Titans to side with Zeus and his siblings in the great war against the Titans, the original occupiers of Mount Olympus. When Zeus won the war and banished Prometheus' brethren to Tartarus for eternity, Prometheus and his brother Epimethius were given the task of populating the earth with creations. Epimetheus, who created the beasts of the world, gave his creations all of the gifts that could be bestowed, leaving Prometheus with nothing to give to Humanity. To compensate, Prometheus stole fire from Mount Olympus, incurring Zeus' wrath. However, it wasn't until he taught mankind how to trick the gods that he was given his ultimate punishment. Chained to a rock for all time, his liver was eaten every day by a great eagle sent by Zeus. Immortal, he could never die and his liver would regrow. And so he suffered, until the Greek hero Herakles freed him from his torment during the course of his famous Twelve Labors.
Appearance:
Abilities: Agi, Makatranda
Non-Persona Users
Name: Sagat Shrichapan
Age: 17
Build: 6'1"/ 89kgs
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Backstory: The tall dark guy who was mostly avoided of the aura he gave off. Sagat didn't have many friends in Yokohama where his family had lived for three generations. So when the offer of a possible opportunity of taking over a Thai restaurant came to his father, Sagat had hardly anything to lose from the shift. Warakuma was a silent pocket in the interior of Japan and though the people didn't give a oppressive xenophobic feeling like in his birthplace, many people still avoided him. With no underground scene to keep himself busy he took up the charge of server in the restaurant his father was planning of overtaking.
Trained in Muay Boran from a young age, he is a dangerous and belligerent fighter in the ring, his personality changing a lot within the four ropes. He was famous as the 'Daitengu of Yokohama' in the underground circuit back at his birthplace. He has come to Warakuma to change the pace somewhat.
Name: Inoue Matsuhita
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Build: 5'8"/ 59Kg
Backstory: Growing up Inoue was the fat girl that most her classmates made fun off, it gave her a serious complex of her appearance. When in Junior school she tried joining the martial arts club to improve herself she was mocked and mistreated for her bulging girth. Her pride wounded and self confidence down the drain, she came home crying and swore to not go school again. After a few days of constant convincing her mother finally changed the little girl's heart and as an added bonus found her a coach.
Seiji Mitsuhara, was a man of few words and even fewer things to lose. He was a martial artist who had fallen on bad days as he had gone bankrupt by his agent's swindling and was in dumps. When Inoue's mother approached with a earnest request, he thought he could make enough buck to live a average life. He moved to Warakuma and began his mission to transform Inoue.
Little by little as a mallet forges a fine blade Seiji remade Inoue, a prodigy hidden under all that lard. Four years of home schooling and a regimen that made her cough sweat out of her lungs he unleashed her in the Middle school tournament. Her final fight lasted a record one minute and with it her confidence and pride was restored. With a knowledge that those who mocked her could never be where she is and they'd always find a way to show her down she stopped giving a fuck.
She kept on training and slowly her ambition grew, the gruesome world of MMA being on her list next. Her intense home training continued but now she had company at school, two guys who were as far from the norm as oil to water.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Mall - Cosplay Cafe
20/4/2015 Monday
She was asking about his interests. Honestly, he was and still does watch and read these kinds of things, anime and such that is. In fact he draws it regularly still, and sometimes during class. She was asking about a few things though, so he attempted to address those. Honestly the decor was a tad lacking, but that kind of thing usually enriched as a cafe was open longer, due to patrons and employees personalizing or spicing it up a little over time. Next was the uniforms and honestly this girl Shizu looked pretty nice in it. There weren't too many, as in, there were barely more than three waitresses from what he sees. Just barely.
"Yeah, everything is pretty well-kept", he responded.
"Yeah I do. When I lived in Tokyo it was a common interest for me... And still is", he could tell she was a little awkward, mostly because he's seen people in this profession in action. They usually made a personality for themselves to sell, but this girl seemed to be more raw. That wasn't an issue though, this was still a small town... Well, not for too long based on all the construction...
"How about you then?", he questioned back.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Cosplay Cafe || April 20 MON: After School
The blond maid nodded in relief, since she was the one responsible for dragging the male student into the cafe in the first place. If it were not acceptable by his standards, she would be guilty for her actions but that was not the case. What Rui said next piqued her interest as living in Tokyo sounds like an exciting experience with all the events and tourist spots for an avid anime/manga fan. Her expression lit brightly in interest as she responds, "Tokyo sounds like a wonderful city! Unfortunately, I've yet to take a visit there since my parents usually busy themselves with their work. Well, it's great to know you feel the same about the interest as well." A soft giggle escapes her lips, being glad to know there were more people of her age still into such interests than what she predicted.
"As for me, definitely! As such, I display my passion for it through cosplay, I've even learned to tailor my own costumes like the one you see before you." She made a gesture with her arm to emphasize the bloodied maid costume she wore. Just a moment after her statement ended, another maid pardons her intrusion to deliver the orders of the customer. That was certainly quicker than she had anticipated. A slice of rich, dark chocolate cake covered in camouflage patterned matcha frosting with a cute, bazooka chocolate decoration atop the cake was placed before him, along with TaP soda in a proper glass with bendy straw. To prevent herself from disturbing him from enjoying his cake, Shizuka bowed and excused herself, "I do hope you will find your cake to your taste, master. Enjoy!"
It was only a couple of minutes before the doors to the cafe threw open with an excited voice, slightly startling Shizuka to a faint flinch. The waitress settled herself down as she recited in unison with the other staff, "Welcome home, master!" Seeing as the rest of the crew were busy with the other customers at the moment, the blonde approached the new customer, "Please help yourself to a seat of your liking, master! A curve on her lips as Shizuka settled the male to a seat. Taking a quick glance upon him and she could tell he was another student from Warakuma High, the uniform being evident. Was this the new hang out spot for the Warakuma students? She shook off the silly thought and handed him a menu. "Here is our menu and as you can see, we have a number of items to match our current theme! Please take your time."</s>
<|message|>Akira Kirigakure
Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma High // Manga Clubroom
Monday, April 20th, 2015
After School
As she was finishing up her 2nd path on 'Devil Survivor', the door suddenly opened and in walked Alexei. Given that it was Monday, a day known globally as one hated by people of all sorts, especially students (well anyone with a job really) and of course since Rui was involved in others clubs and well, the others turned into ghost members, suffice to say, she wasn't expecting anyone to drop-by. Saving her game, she turned her game off and placed the DS inside her school bag. Getting up to stretch, she turned towards him.
"Oh hey. That's true, it's mostly me but aside from another 2nd year, the rest have pretty bunch turned into ghost members." She laughed as he set his bag down on the table. "Not that I really mind, though." She continued. "I'm quite used to having no one around, quite relaxing really." she smiled.
Stifling a yawn, she paused a moment before responding to his next question. "I'm quite interested, however, since I was invited by Inoue, I joined the kendo club. I pretty much have mondays and fridays locked with this club and Tuesdays and Wednesdays with the kendo club but I'm free Thursday and what not. And I can always drop-by every now and then on Mondays when bored but I'm not really sure when your club meets, if that's fine."
"As for the betas and backgrounds, I prefer to do them myself. No offense, but I like the satisfaction and sense of fulfillment of writing and finishing by own work un-aided. Plus, it's great practice for when I attempt to be a professional, no?" she beamed.
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Akira Kirigakure // Warakuma High // Archery Range
He couldn't wait until she finished before breaking into a laugh. Not a mocking one but a good ole honest laugh. To be exact, it was after she uttered 'Number 2'. Despite what you may be thinking, it's not that. He's not a child, after all. Anyways, it seemed like she was totally writing off Rokoru and he found that hilarious. Especially when you consider the fact that she's crushing on the very same Rokoru. She got spunk, that's for sure. "Oh how I'd pay to see the look on Rokoru's face upon hearing that." After calming down, a grin formed on his face.
"Well considering this lot," referring to the other archery members currently at the range, "you might truly be my greatest competition." he finished with a laugh before going back to shooting at the target. After hitting another bullseye, You never know what fate may bring... With a grin, he reached for another arrow.</s>
| <|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov : Manga and Anime Club
"Well we are flexible in our schedules, we meet up whenever we are free and not out of equipment." he said with a dry laugh. Not a good way to let a possible entrant know of their shortcomings. But, he felt that Akane wasn't the kind to dwell on such matters for long.
"We can work out a Monday and Thursday if you are interested. We usually practise in spurts. It's mostly Inoue though, she nags us into training her. A real fiesty one, that." he said with a smile. It was the reason he liked Inoue, she didn't mess her words and was pretty straight forward and simple.
Akane, turned down his offer for the help which didn't bother him much. Afterall it was an artist's choice whether to do that or not. But he felt he'll let her know about her professional aspirations.
"I think it will help you if you are looking to turn professional. The deadlines would be really something, at that time going out and searching for a beta or background worker would be troublesome. But your call, I admit, there is nothing like completing something on your own." he then fished into his bag to take out a steel lunch box, really spartan and boxy like himself. He opened it to reveal some onigiri rolls, delicately rolled and designed with the wonders of Japan as a theme.
"Would you like some." he offered.</s> |
<|description|>Alexei Dragunov
Age: 18
Appearance: Rock n Roll
Arcana: Hanged Man
Build: 6'7"/114Kg
Personality: He is a thorough survivor. No matter the odds and no matter the enemies, he finds a way to live another day. For a life steeped in self-defense at an early age, he is still quite astute a student. Always near the top with his grades, it is after-school that he involves himself in a struggle of survival. All the while the failing health of his mother and a young sister compounding his struggle manifold. He is trained to look after himself and those he loves and no matter the odds or the sacrifices he'll see this through.
Background: Being a Gaijin in a strangely xenophobic environment isn't much good for a child. And when you are naturally as close to a bear things get ugly quickly. Born to a mixed couple in the high streets of Tokyo, Alexei hadn't hoped to get a life he got. After his father got killed in a building accident, Alexei all of 7 years was left alone to look after an ailing mother suffering from added dose of depression and a young sister he had to protect. The fact that he excelled in a strict academic system being an outsider was somewhat a cause of displeasure amongst his so called friends. As he hadn't paid heed to budding envy that sowly transformed to hate about the time the family fortune slowly trickled out of the coffers to look after his family.
So young Alexei, took various oddjobs to earn what little he could and help in anyway he can. He took over his mother's trade account, a gift from his foresighted father and at an early age began to study the share-market as closely he can. He knew whatever jobs he did will only barely scrape them through, it was the money from transactions in the shares that will be the major chunk. He also took upon the cleaning duties of the house and his mother since they couldn't afford help from outside.
Then came the decision of shifting to a cheaper locale with an accessible hospital, His sister's good education and development of hobbies and other such things. All the while, the fires that stoked envy in his contemporaries grew stronger. Then an incident happened. Heavily labored as he was, he now had to fight for his skin and his family's. As his sister was the mode to get a decent hit on him. Her Karate instructor, a brother of his classmate tried to molest her and though like many victims she tried to hide it, Alexei sniffed it out.
Heartbreak was followed by a bout of insane wrath as he flew into his dojo and beat the man into a bloody pulp, making more enemies on the way. This meant that it was judicious to leave town and thus, the Dragunovs came to Warakuma. Learning from his experience, he trains himself in jiujitsu at the local dojo, juggles gym, works in a construction company as part-time, manages the account of his mother and is the nanny to his sister along with being subjected to strange dreams and a long nosed Russian.
Equipment/Skills: pack of Luckies, keys to bike, wrist wraps and a zippo.
Persona: Prometheus - Prometheus was one of the Titans to side with Zeus and his siblings in the great war against the Titans, the original occupiers of Mount Olympus. When Zeus won the war and banished Prometheus' brethren to Tartarus for eternity, Prometheus and his brother Epimethius were given the task of populating the earth with creations. Epimetheus, who created the beasts of the world, gave his creations all of the gifts that could be bestowed, leaving Prometheus with nothing to give to Humanity. To compensate, Prometheus stole fire from Mount Olympus, incurring Zeus' wrath. However, it wasn't until he taught mankind how to trick the gods that he was given his ultimate punishment. Chained to a rock for all time, his liver was eaten every day by a great eagle sent by Zeus. Immortal, he could never die and his liver would regrow. And so he suffered, until the Greek hero Herakles freed him from his torment during the course of his famous Twelve Labors.
Appearance:
Abilities: Agi, Makatranda
Non-Persona Users
Name: Sagat Shrichapan
Age: 17
Build: 6'1"/ 89kgs
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Backstory: The tall dark guy who was mostly avoided of the aura he gave off. Sagat didn't have many friends in Yokohama where his family had lived for three generations. So when the offer of a possible opportunity of taking over a Thai restaurant came to his father, Sagat had hardly anything to lose from the shift. Warakuma was a silent pocket in the interior of Japan and though the people didn't give a oppressive xenophobic feeling like in his birthplace, many people still avoided him. With no underground scene to keep himself busy he took up the charge of server in the restaurant his father was planning of overtaking.
Trained in Muay Boran from a young age, he is a dangerous and belligerent fighter in the ring, his personality changing a lot within the four ropes. He was famous as the 'Daitengu of Yokohama' in the underground circuit back at his birthplace. He has come to Warakuma to change the pace somewhat.
Name: Inoue Matsuhita
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Build: 5'8"/ 59Kg
Backstory: Growing up Inoue was the fat girl that most her classmates made fun off, it gave her a serious complex of her appearance. When in Junior school she tried joining the martial arts club to improve herself she was mocked and mistreated for her bulging girth. Her pride wounded and self confidence down the drain, she came home crying and swore to not go school again. After a few days of constant convincing her mother finally changed the little girl's heart and as an added bonus found her a coach.
Seiji Mitsuhara, was a man of few words and even fewer things to lose. He was a martial artist who had fallen on bad days as he had gone bankrupt by his agent's swindling and was in dumps. When Inoue's mother approached with a earnest request, he thought he could make enough buck to live a average life. He moved to Warakuma and began his mission to transform Inoue.
Little by little as a mallet forges a fine blade Seiji remade Inoue, a prodigy hidden under all that lard. Four years of home schooling and a regimen that made her cough sweat out of her lungs he unleashed her in the Middle school tournament. Her final fight lasted a record one minute and with it her confidence and pride was restored. With a knowledge that those who mocked her could never be where she is and they'd always find a way to show her down she stopped giving a fuck.
She kept on training and slowly her ambition grew, the gruesome world of MMA being on her list next. Her intense home training continued but now she had company at school, two guys who were as far from the norm as oil to water.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Shirohane Flowershop || April 29 WED
Not paying heed to the stiffness or the slight anxiety in the other's voice, Shizuka nodded in response to the shop keeper's offer. "It would be kind of you to, I would like to take a look at them myself." She said with a clearly excited tone, even with her usual soft voice. It was nice of the girl to show the mentioned flower to her since the younger student didn't have any idea on how carnations looked like. If she were simply given only the name, one could imagine her going through all the labels of each flowers in the place. Not that she would have minded taking her time to see each and every one, she had the time and it was pleasant to be surrounded by them.
Before following behind her to whereever the carnations were displayed at, Shizuka bowed her head lightly while introducing herself. "Oh, my name is Otonashi, Shizuka. Pleased to be acquainted with you! And you are?" As her hazel eyes wandered about, taking a look around at the vibrant colors the petals of the flowers had, she couldn't help but wonder something. While the other raven haired girl lead her to the carnations, Shizuka inquired about her curious thought. "Hm... If you wouldn't mind me asking, do you happen to grow these flowers by yourselves or does someone provide them for you?"</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // The Meat Shack
Wednesday, April 29th, 2015
Daytime
After walking around for a bit, they finally found their destination....The glorious Meat Shack!!! It's a haven for meat loving folk of all sorts where, unlike most joints like it, is opened even in the early morning! Which means, meat for breakfast, meat for lunch and meat for lunch! Walking in, Noboru went ahead and ordered.
"Heh, Hope that's just an appetizer." Turning to the server, "I'll start out with 5 Hamburgers, 2 large fries, a medium rare steak and a large coke." As the server left, she turned back towards Noboru. "That should hold me off for a little. After all that time spent in the hospital with that crap they called food, it's good to have real food again. And I agree, nothing like free food." She grinned as she threw the joke back at him.
As they waited for their food to arrive, Noboru's boredom began to show as brought up the movie that's all the rage now. "Ah, that Persona movie, Falling down, was it? Yea, I haven't seen it either myself. It seems to be all anyone can talk about lately. Will have to check it out one of these days, but I'm pretty much always per-occupied to go out and see it. With Kendo and manga and all."</s>
| <|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov || April 29, Payday - Wednesday
The past few days had been quite good. Elena had managed to convince the doctor to let their mother go to the beach along with them. They had a quiet and fun time. Alexei also displayed his open grill skills to his mother who was quiet amazed by the cook Alexei was turning into. Elena had kept her updated with her lunch variety that he cooked for her daily but to see it with her own eyes nearly brought her to tears.
There was also the fact that each day, she was greeted with a wonderful Ikebana bouquet which set her mind in the right direction. She was still depressed and sad at their state but hope was finally budding inside her watching her two children grow up. Each a miracle considering their formative years.
The concern and worry she had for Alexei was allayed somewhat by the uttermost sincerity and devotion that shone in his eyes. She was confident that even without her being there to guide and shape his personality, he'd be the ideal husband. She chuckled a bit to herself at the thought and wondered if the hospital had made her go senile. Nevertheless, she was also glad to see how Elena was blossoming. She couldn't call herself a mother to the young one, Alexei had borne that burden alone. He had been her Father, Mother and brother.
Shaking her mind off such thoughts she just enjoyed the view ad the gentle breeze that blew, the fact that her children cherished and loved her was deeply moving. The day had been fun and the Dragunovs had a nice time in each others company. The girls also got to peek into Alexei's philosophical side on few instances.
--
Today, was payday. With his salary in hand and the packet he received from Miyamoto-san for his monthly expenses. Alexei went to the shopping square after settling the hospital expenses. Walking like an arrow, straight to the Shirohane Flowerstore he walked in as the bell chimed at the door.
"Good morning Kotori-san. How are you?" he asked the raved haired schoolmate. She seemed to be in the middle of showing another girl some flowers, Alexei ruffled his hair apologetically
"Sorry to intrude. I'll go meet Shirohane-dono." he bowed a bit before going to the back of the shop, knocking on the door to the backroom.
"Shirohane-dono! it's me Alexei." he said. Standing at the edge and speaking in a higher tone than his regular rumble, because his voice was a deep baritone, he rarely raised his voice. But on occasions he did, it seemed like small thunderclaps.</s> |
<|description|>Alexei Dragunov
Age: 18
Appearance: Rock n Roll
Arcana: Hanged Man
Build: 6'7"/114Kg
Personality: He is a thorough survivor. No matter the odds and no matter the enemies, he finds a way to live another day. For a life steeped in self-defense at an early age, he is still quite astute a student. Always near the top with his grades, it is after-school that he involves himself in a struggle of survival. All the while the failing health of his mother and a young sister compounding his struggle manifold. He is trained to look after himself and those he loves and no matter the odds or the sacrifices he'll see this through.
Background: Being a Gaijin in a strangely xenophobic environment isn't much good for a child. And when you are naturally as close to a bear things get ugly quickly. Born to a mixed couple in the high streets of Tokyo, Alexei hadn't hoped to get a life he got. After his father got killed in a building accident, Alexei all of 7 years was left alone to look after an ailing mother suffering from added dose of depression and a young sister he had to protect. The fact that he excelled in a strict academic system being an outsider was somewhat a cause of displeasure amongst his so called friends. As he hadn't paid heed to budding envy that sowly transformed to hate about the time the family fortune slowly trickled out of the coffers to look after his family.
So young Alexei, took various oddjobs to earn what little he could and help in anyway he can. He took over his mother's trade account, a gift from his foresighted father and at an early age began to study the share-market as closely he can. He knew whatever jobs he did will only barely scrape them through, it was the money from transactions in the shares that will be the major chunk. He also took upon the cleaning duties of the house and his mother since they couldn't afford help from outside.
Then came the decision of shifting to a cheaper locale with an accessible hospital, His sister's good education and development of hobbies and other such things. All the while, the fires that stoked envy in his contemporaries grew stronger. Then an incident happened. Heavily labored as he was, he now had to fight for his skin and his family's. As his sister was the mode to get a decent hit on him. Her Karate instructor, a brother of his classmate tried to molest her and though like many victims she tried to hide it, Alexei sniffed it out.
Heartbreak was followed by a bout of insane wrath as he flew into his dojo and beat the man into a bloody pulp, making more enemies on the way. This meant that it was judicious to leave town and thus, the Dragunovs came to Warakuma. Learning from his experience, he trains himself in jiujitsu at the local dojo, juggles gym, works in a construction company as part-time, manages the account of his mother and is the nanny to his sister along with being subjected to strange dreams and a long nosed Russian.
Equipment/Skills: pack of Luckies, keys to bike, wrist wraps and a zippo.
Persona: Prometheus - Prometheus was one of the Titans to side with Zeus and his siblings in the great war against the Titans, the original occupiers of Mount Olympus. When Zeus won the war and banished Prometheus' brethren to Tartarus for eternity, Prometheus and his brother Epimethius were given the task of populating the earth with creations. Epimetheus, who created the beasts of the world, gave his creations all of the gifts that could be bestowed, leaving Prometheus with nothing to give to Humanity. To compensate, Prometheus stole fire from Mount Olympus, incurring Zeus' wrath. However, it wasn't until he taught mankind how to trick the gods that he was given his ultimate punishment. Chained to a rock for all time, his liver was eaten every day by a great eagle sent by Zeus. Immortal, he could never die and his liver would regrow. And so he suffered, until the Greek hero Herakles freed him from his torment during the course of his famous Twelve Labors.
Appearance:
Abilities: Agi, Makatranda
Non-Persona Users
Name: Sagat Shrichapan
Age: 17
Build: 6'1"/ 89kgs
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Backstory: The tall dark guy who was mostly avoided of the aura he gave off. Sagat didn't have many friends in Yokohama where his family had lived for three generations. So when the offer of a possible opportunity of taking over a Thai restaurant came to his father, Sagat had hardly anything to lose from the shift. Warakuma was a silent pocket in the interior of Japan and though the people didn't give a oppressive xenophobic feeling like in his birthplace, many people still avoided him. With no underground scene to keep himself busy he took up the charge of server in the restaurant his father was planning of overtaking.
Trained in Muay Boran from a young age, he is a dangerous and belligerent fighter in the ring, his personality changing a lot within the four ropes. He was famous as the 'Daitengu of Yokohama' in the underground circuit back at his birthplace. He has come to Warakuma to change the pace somewhat.
Name: Inoue Matsuhita
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Build: 5'8"/ 59Kg
Backstory: Growing up Inoue was the fat girl that most her classmates made fun off, it gave her a serious complex of her appearance. When in Junior school she tried joining the martial arts club to improve herself she was mocked and mistreated for her bulging girth. Her pride wounded and self confidence down the drain, she came home crying and swore to not go school again. After a few days of constant convincing her mother finally changed the little girl's heart and as an added bonus found her a coach.
Seiji Mitsuhara, was a man of few words and even fewer things to lose. He was a martial artist who had fallen on bad days as he had gone bankrupt by his agent's swindling and was in dumps. When Inoue's mother approached with a earnest request, he thought he could make enough buck to live a average life. He moved to Warakuma and began his mission to transform Inoue.
Little by little as a mallet forges a fine blade Seiji remade Inoue, a prodigy hidden under all that lard. Four years of home schooling and a regimen that made her cough sweat out of her lungs he unleashed her in the Middle school tournament. Her final fight lasted a record one minute and with it her confidence and pride was restored. With a knowledge that those who mocked her could never be where she is and they'd always find a way to show her down she stopped giving a fuck.
She kept on training and slowly her ambition grew, the gruesome world of MMA being on her list next. Her intense home training continued but now she had company at school, two guys who were as far from the norm as oil to water.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Shinza Shopping Square: Shirohane Flowershop | Wednesday, April 29 2015
For a moment, Kotori looked almost surprised when the girl gave a quick nod to confirm the question before then introducing herself - Otonashi, Shizuka. Kotori gave a bow in response before speaking to answer in turn: "I'm Kotori Shirohane, daughter of Tsubame Shirohane, the owner of this shop. Pleased to meet you too, Otonashi-san," Kotori thought on the name for a moment - had she heard it somewhere before, at school or elsewhere perhaps? If she did, it didn't immediately come to mind so that she instead put that aside for the moment and instead focused on the request by the other girl. Holding one hand out in the direction to go, together with a "this way, please," Kotori then lead Shizuka over to a set of shelves atop which a variety of carnations were found; passing by other displays full of tulips, roses and bouquets of multiple flowers while they did.
Barely getting two steps, though, a small chime was heard as the door was opened for the second time in as many minutes. Looking toward the entering person, Kotori recognised the rather tall figure quite quickly given his stature - Alexei Dragunov, a Third Year from Warakuma High who had placed an order for regular deliveries of Ikebana bouquets. As he greeted her, Kotori quickly glanced between him and the girl behind herself; unsure as to whom to attend to first - but before she had to come to a decision, Alexei seemed to notice the predicament and excused himself. At that, Kotori gave a bow, both grateful and in greeting, before speaking. "Welcome, Dragunov-senpai. Mother is currently in the backroom, through that door," she said, pointing in the direction mentioned before getting back to the girl at hand.
"My apologies, Otonashi-san," she said with an apologetic bow before answering the question that was asked as they reached the carnations - some potted, some placed in small display vases, some single flowers and others in bunches and in various colours, ranging from the reds and pinks she'd mentioned before to whites, yellows, greens and some in between. "Uhm, a bit of both," she said, placing a single finger of one hand to her lips as she thought for a moment. "Some of the more common flowers are grown in our garden, but others have to be delivered," Kotori said, a little vaguely - mostly because she wasn't sure how many details the girl really wanted to know. Either way though, she let Shizuka look over the variously coloured carnations for a few moments before asking: "Do you see any that you'd like?"
Tsubame Shirohane - Shinza Shopping Square: Shirohane Flowershop | Wednesday, April 29 2015
With a smile that was hard to distinguish from a grin, Tsubame was humming to herself as she busied herself with getting the latest delivery presentable - the source of her mirth still being her daughter. It was both amusing to watch the way she tried her hardest not to appear nervous around customers and a point of pride - especially compared to how she'd been the first few times at the counter; stammering in whispers and looking anywhere but the customer's faces; even if they were some of the regulars that came by every now and then and were already well acquainted. Shaking her head at the silliness of it all, Tsubame's thoughts were interrupted by a knock and a voice from the door. Brushing the worst of the dirt off her gardening gloves before removing them, Tsubame placed them on one of the working tables where a number of various flowers lay - some still wrapped in cellophane, others bound together to mark them as bouquets-to-be and others yet just laying by themselves; their purpose yet undecided.
As she reached the door, the speaker turned out to be the young man who went to her daughter's school - he had a rather distinct voice and appearance, making such a conclusion quite an easy one. Either way though, a smile came to Tsubme's face at his sight as she remembered the nature of his request: a bouquet each for both his mother and sister. "Ah, welcome, Dragunov-kun," she greeted the young and tall man with a small bow. "I hope the flowers have been to your and your family's liking?" she continued with a cheerful smile that matched her tone - and standing in quite the contrast to her far more timid daughter.</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Game Over Arcade
Wednesday, April 29th, 2015
==~==
Mako always did like a good fight, whether with his real fists or his virtual ones, which was, of course, what brought him to the arcade today. He was disheartened slightly by the game on the agenda today- he would have preferred BlazBlue, honestly, he had more practice with that one- but he wasn't unskilled at this game, either. Probably not god enough to win, but it would be fun figuring that out, regardless. A fight's just a fight, after all. May as well have fun with it.
He quickly found the sign-up sheet and jotted his name down, as he pondered what character he'd end up using.
Yu's decent- good wakeup game, good zoning through Zio... Aigis has some good defenses and mix-ups... Hm. Probably a moot point for discussion since I'll probably just pick Akihiko again. He's fun to play.</s>
| <|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov | Shinza Shopping Center
The door opened to reveal the patron of the shop, dressed appropriately and with a warm welcoming smile she greeted him. Alexei would have to admit that there were some people that brought a smile to his face and Tsubame-san was one of them. The dirt on her dress evident as to her previous predicament. So without delaying any time, Alexei got down to business.
"That's without question, Shirohane-dono" he said with a little bow.
"The expertise and finesse you put into those further elevates their beauty. Never had I imagined even inside my head, that the bouquets would come out this beautiful. You have my sincere and heartfelt thanks." he said with a little moisture catching his eyes.
"I have come to settle the bill for this month as I just got my salary. You never gave me a number to save for so I apologize if I may come short. I shall pay you the balance tomorrow. I promise." he said with his head bowed.
"Also, I couldn't help but notice. Do you need help with something?"</s> |
<|description|>Alexei Dragunov
Age: 18
Appearance: Rock n Roll
Arcana: Hanged Man
Build: 6'7"/114Kg
Personality: He is a thorough survivor. No matter the odds and no matter the enemies, he finds a way to live another day. For a life steeped in self-defense at an early age, he is still quite astute a student. Always near the top with his grades, it is after-school that he involves himself in a struggle of survival. All the while the failing health of his mother and a young sister compounding his struggle manifold. He is trained to look after himself and those he loves and no matter the odds or the sacrifices he'll see this through.
Background: Being a Gaijin in a strangely xenophobic environment isn't much good for a child. And when you are naturally as close to a bear things get ugly quickly. Born to a mixed couple in the high streets of Tokyo, Alexei hadn't hoped to get a life he got. After his father got killed in a building accident, Alexei all of 7 years was left alone to look after an ailing mother suffering from added dose of depression and a young sister he had to protect. The fact that he excelled in a strict academic system being an outsider was somewhat a cause of displeasure amongst his so called friends. As he hadn't paid heed to budding envy that sowly transformed to hate about the time the family fortune slowly trickled out of the coffers to look after his family.
So young Alexei, took various oddjobs to earn what little he could and help in anyway he can. He took over his mother's trade account, a gift from his foresighted father and at an early age began to study the share-market as closely he can. He knew whatever jobs he did will only barely scrape them through, it was the money from transactions in the shares that will be the major chunk. He also took upon the cleaning duties of the house and his mother since they couldn't afford help from outside.
Then came the decision of shifting to a cheaper locale with an accessible hospital, His sister's good education and development of hobbies and other such things. All the while, the fires that stoked envy in his contemporaries grew stronger. Then an incident happened. Heavily labored as he was, he now had to fight for his skin and his family's. As his sister was the mode to get a decent hit on him. Her Karate instructor, a brother of his classmate tried to molest her and though like many victims she tried to hide it, Alexei sniffed it out.
Heartbreak was followed by a bout of insane wrath as he flew into his dojo and beat the man into a bloody pulp, making more enemies on the way. This meant that it was judicious to leave town and thus, the Dragunovs came to Warakuma. Learning from his experience, he trains himself in jiujitsu at the local dojo, juggles gym, works in a construction company as part-time, manages the account of his mother and is the nanny to his sister along with being subjected to strange dreams and a long nosed Russian.
Equipment/Skills: pack of Luckies, keys to bike, wrist wraps and a zippo.
Persona: Prometheus - Prometheus was one of the Titans to side with Zeus and his siblings in the great war against the Titans, the original occupiers of Mount Olympus. When Zeus won the war and banished Prometheus' brethren to Tartarus for eternity, Prometheus and his brother Epimethius were given the task of populating the earth with creations. Epimetheus, who created the beasts of the world, gave his creations all of the gifts that could be bestowed, leaving Prometheus with nothing to give to Humanity. To compensate, Prometheus stole fire from Mount Olympus, incurring Zeus' wrath. However, it wasn't until he taught mankind how to trick the gods that he was given his ultimate punishment. Chained to a rock for all time, his liver was eaten every day by a great eagle sent by Zeus. Immortal, he could never die and his liver would regrow. And so he suffered, until the Greek hero Herakles freed him from his torment during the course of his famous Twelve Labors.
Appearance:
Abilities: Agi, Makatranda
Non-Persona Users
Name: Sagat Shrichapan
Age: 17
Build: 6'1"/ 89kgs
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Backstory: The tall dark guy who was mostly avoided of the aura he gave off. Sagat didn't have many friends in Yokohama where his family had lived for three generations. So when the offer of a possible opportunity of taking over a Thai restaurant came to his father, Sagat had hardly anything to lose from the shift. Warakuma was a silent pocket in the interior of Japan and though the people didn't give a oppressive xenophobic feeling like in his birthplace, many people still avoided him. With no underground scene to keep himself busy he took up the charge of server in the restaurant his father was planning of overtaking.
Trained in Muay Boran from a young age, he is a dangerous and belligerent fighter in the ring, his personality changing a lot within the four ropes. He was famous as the 'Daitengu of Yokohama' in the underground circuit back at his birthplace. He has come to Warakuma to change the pace somewhat.
Name: Inoue Matsuhita
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Build: 5'8"/ 59Kg
Backstory: Growing up Inoue was the fat girl that most her classmates made fun off, it gave her a serious complex of her appearance. When in Junior school she tried joining the martial arts club to improve herself she was mocked and mistreated for her bulging girth. Her pride wounded and self confidence down the drain, she came home crying and swore to not go school again. After a few days of constant convincing her mother finally changed the little girl's heart and as an added bonus found her a coach.
Seiji Mitsuhara, was a man of few words and even fewer things to lose. He was a martial artist who had fallen on bad days as he had gone bankrupt by his agent's swindling and was in dumps. When Inoue's mother approached with a earnest request, he thought he could make enough buck to live a average life. He moved to Warakuma and began his mission to transform Inoue.
Little by little as a mallet forges a fine blade Seiji remade Inoue, a prodigy hidden under all that lard. Four years of home schooling and a regimen that made her cough sweat out of her lungs he unleashed her in the Middle school tournament. Her final fight lasted a record one minute and with it her confidence and pride was restored. With a knowledge that those who mocked her could never be where she is and they'd always find a way to show her down she stopped giving a fuck.
She kept on training and slowly her ambition grew, the gruesome world of MMA being on her list next. Her intense home training continued but now she had company at school, two guys who were as far from the norm as oil to water.</s>
<|message|>Tanaka Toma
Toma Tanaka - May 3rd | Shinza Shopping Square - Yoshida Book Café
The red-haired boy stood behind the counter, subtly keeping an eye on everyone. Mainly, his attention was on the less-than-honest looking pair of guys who kept stealing glances at a young woman. She seemed to be aware of them and purposely avoiding their attention.
The woman eventually called him over, so Toma made his way to her. "What can I get for you, Miss? he asked with a relaxed smile. Writing down her order, he mentally noted how it was all rather expensive. As he wondered why, the woman answered that thought with her next request.
Her smile was certainly disarming, but after thinking it over for a second and glancing at the pair of guys, he raised his eyebrows at her. "Bodyguards? They hardly seem qualified for a job like that," he commented, a small, amused grin on his lips.
Before Toma could continue, another female voice suddenly addressed him, so he turned to look in its direction. As he did, he saw the girl who was at least a few years younger than him judging by her youthful face, though her height left him a little uncertain as to her exact age.
"Ah, hello, Miss," he greeted. From her next words, he guessed that she was the other person who helped out here that Yoshida had mentioned a few times. "I... uh, I'm not sure. Sort of, I guess..." he answered, but trailed off as she went off towards the counter. It was then that he noticed Alexai, whom he had briefly met at the flower shop when Noboru had been missing. Giving the large man a polite nod and smile, he turned back to the woman he was serving, an apologetic smile on his face.
"Sorry about that," he began. "If those boys are bothering you, I'll ask them to leave. And I'll make sure they don't wait around outside for you or anything." He slipped his notepad and pen into the pocket of his apron, glancing back over at the two, meeting their gaze for a second and causing them to quickly look away. "Although... If you don't think it'll cause too much trouble, I'd wouldn't mind seeing their reactions when they get the bill," he said, looking back at the woman out of the corner of his eye, the slightest mischievous grin on his face.
It was then that the younger girl spoke to him again. "Oh, I believe he's napping in the back. I don't think you need to disturb him, though, I can help you with whatever it is you need," he replied easily.</s>
<|message|>Masahide Saji
Yoshida Book Café3/5/2015
Having spent the last 48 hours working at different places of business within Warakuma, Masahide took it upon himself to take some time off and enjoy the last day before the start of school again. However, nothing seemed to catch his interest, idly walking about the shopping square as he passed by many shops without a second glance. Though one did give him pause as he now stood before the door, Yoshida Book Café. What exactly had drawn his attention to this place, he didn't rightfully know; but that didn't stop him from opening the door and stepping inside the venue. To be honest, Masa didn't quite know what he was expecting, but the place was somewhat busy and nearly caused him to turn around and leave. Instead, he'd quietly take a seat near the door as he began looking over the patrons of this place.
Certainly a diverse crowd, and one that seemed to demand the attention of the boy running the shop. He wouldn't make a fuss himself, rather just sitting in the back and keeping quiet. Yet, as his eyes continued to scan the shop, he couldn't help but notice a familiar figure. It was the raven-haired girl he had met nearly a week ago, but she seemed preoccupied now; so he merely shook his head with a chuckle as he returned to sizing up the rest of the occupants. It didn't take long for him to notice the waiter's gaze upon two seated not far from Masa, as his attention too would be drawn to them. They seemed to be here for a specific purpose, eyeing a rather... Elaborately dressed girl to the other side of the shop. With a brow raised in curiosity, Masa simply sat and silence and watched whatever events would unfold in this shop.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Photo Finish Finale! F1
3/5/2015 Sunday
Rui agreed with this course of action, it appeared Leiko was okay with this too, and Matthew vocalized his opinion on this... And the entire dungeon. In any case, that was a fair call. Who knows what they'll end up fighting. With that, Rui motioned Noboru to be on point,
"Alright then, Noboru to the front", with that decided they headed on through the dungeon.
As they ascended the stairs, the amount of area that was there defied all physical limits, this was a much larger area than the floor they entered the building from. It was a withered garden with a unnerving night sky adorned with a black moon that appeared to be covered in thorns. Ahead was a bridge, into a garden, there was no exit in sight, but this area seemed very straight forward. There didn't appear to be many detours.
"Looks like we have a little company", he commented, as the shadows near the edges began to swirl and form into enemies, they seemed to be flower themed. Rui quickly cut down the nearest one personally before he gave a command.
"Move close together and get across the bridge".</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Photo Finish Finale!
Noboru stepped to the front. He was glad that he was being useful and not staying in the back. He panned his head left and right, taking in the scenery. It all seemed quite familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was similar to. Perhaps it was just déjà vu, and he was being paranoid. There was always the possibility that he wasn't being paranoid, but he was quite sure. The shadows formed slowly, and Rui gave a command. "Move close together and get across the bridge"
"Let's get going then huh?" We should definitely put the petal to the metal here. Wanna keep carrioning on. Ehhh?"
Noboru looked at one of the shadows. Ewww. He swiftly kicked it, launching it a short distance. He looked at the rest of the group and shrugged. It was inefficient but it was fun to do. He headed the group, punching his way through.</s>
| <|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov | Yoshida Book Cafe | May 3, Sunday
Elena gave the boy a full look before telling him "I don't think you can help me, Oni-san. Old man called me to come help out. Is there something you need help with?" she asked him. Before she could say anything further, Alexei interrupted their little conversation.
"Pardon me, but are you the guy I met at the flowerstore?" he asked curiously. Elena looked at her brother before turning back at the guy.
"Even he can help." she said pointing at Alexei, "He can make some ready to eat snacks to accompany the beverages, I know where Yoshida-san keeps the food stuff." Now it was Alexei's turn to look on a bit confused, he had volunteered without even knowing. Keeping the book at the counter he went behind it to tuck it in the cupboard next to the cash register.
He took a glance around, if he were to serve what he usually made at home, the books would be in danger of being soiled. As a book enthusiast he knew how bad that was. He was thining through all the recipes he knew, maybe the other guy would help him out with a suggestion.</s> |
<|description|>Alexei Dragunov
Age: 18
Appearance: Rock n Roll
Arcana: Hanged Man
Build: 6'7"/114Kg
Personality: He is a thorough survivor. No matter the odds and no matter the enemies, he finds a way to live another day. For a life steeped in self-defense at an early age, he is still quite astute a student. Always near the top with his grades, it is after-school that he involves himself in a struggle of survival. All the while the failing health of his mother and a young sister compounding his struggle manifold. He is trained to look after himself and those he loves and no matter the odds or the sacrifices he'll see this through.
Background: Being a Gaijin in a strangely xenophobic environment isn't much good for a child. And when you are naturally as close to a bear things get ugly quickly. Born to a mixed couple in the high streets of Tokyo, Alexei hadn't hoped to get a life he got. After his father got killed in a building accident, Alexei all of 7 years was left alone to look after an ailing mother suffering from added dose of depression and a young sister he had to protect. The fact that he excelled in a strict academic system being an outsider was somewhat a cause of displeasure amongst his so called friends. As he hadn't paid heed to budding envy that sowly transformed to hate about the time the family fortune slowly trickled out of the coffers to look after his family.
So young Alexei, took various oddjobs to earn what little he could and help in anyway he can. He took over his mother's trade account, a gift from his foresighted father and at an early age began to study the share-market as closely he can. He knew whatever jobs he did will only barely scrape them through, it was the money from transactions in the shares that will be the major chunk. He also took upon the cleaning duties of the house and his mother since they couldn't afford help from outside.
Then came the decision of shifting to a cheaper locale with an accessible hospital, His sister's good education and development of hobbies and other such things. All the while, the fires that stoked envy in his contemporaries grew stronger. Then an incident happened. Heavily labored as he was, he now had to fight for his skin and his family's. As his sister was the mode to get a decent hit on him. Her Karate instructor, a brother of his classmate tried to molest her and though like many victims she tried to hide it, Alexei sniffed it out.
Heartbreak was followed by a bout of insane wrath as he flew into his dojo and beat the man into a bloody pulp, making more enemies on the way. This meant that it was judicious to leave town and thus, the Dragunovs came to Warakuma. Learning from his experience, he trains himself in jiujitsu at the local dojo, juggles gym, works in a construction company as part-time, manages the account of his mother and is the nanny to his sister along with being subjected to strange dreams and a long nosed Russian.
Equipment/Skills: pack of Luckies, keys to bike, wrist wraps and a zippo.
Persona: Prometheus - Prometheus was one of the Titans to side with Zeus and his siblings in the great war against the Titans, the original occupiers of Mount Olympus. When Zeus won the war and banished Prometheus' brethren to Tartarus for eternity, Prometheus and his brother Epimethius were given the task of populating the earth with creations. Epimetheus, who created the beasts of the world, gave his creations all of the gifts that could be bestowed, leaving Prometheus with nothing to give to Humanity. To compensate, Prometheus stole fire from Mount Olympus, incurring Zeus' wrath. However, it wasn't until he taught mankind how to trick the gods that he was given his ultimate punishment. Chained to a rock for all time, his liver was eaten every day by a great eagle sent by Zeus. Immortal, he could never die and his liver would regrow. And so he suffered, until the Greek hero Herakles freed him from his torment during the course of his famous Twelve Labors.
Appearance:
Abilities: Agi, Makatranda
Non-Persona Users
Name: Sagat Shrichapan
Age: 17
Build: 6'1"/ 89kgs
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Backstory: The tall dark guy who was mostly avoided of the aura he gave off. Sagat didn't have many friends in Yokohama where his family had lived for three generations. So when the offer of a possible opportunity of taking over a Thai restaurant came to his father, Sagat had hardly anything to lose from the shift. Warakuma was a silent pocket in the interior of Japan and though the people didn't give a oppressive xenophobic feeling like in his birthplace, many people still avoided him. With no underground scene to keep himself busy he took up the charge of server in the restaurant his father was planning of overtaking.
Trained in Muay Boran from a young age, he is a dangerous and belligerent fighter in the ring, his personality changing a lot within the four ropes. He was famous as the 'Daitengu of Yokohama' in the underground circuit back at his birthplace. He has come to Warakuma to change the pace somewhat.
Name: Inoue Matsuhita
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Build: 5'8"/ 59Kg
Backstory: Growing up Inoue was the fat girl that most her classmates made fun off, it gave her a serious complex of her appearance. When in Junior school she tried joining the martial arts club to improve herself she was mocked and mistreated for her bulging girth. Her pride wounded and self confidence down the drain, she came home crying and swore to not go school again. After a few days of constant convincing her mother finally changed the little girl's heart and as an added bonus found her a coach.
Seiji Mitsuhara, was a man of few words and even fewer things to lose. He was a martial artist who had fallen on bad days as he had gone bankrupt by his agent's swindling and was in dumps. When Inoue's mother approached with a earnest request, he thought he could make enough buck to live a average life. He moved to Warakuma and began his mission to transform Inoue.
Little by little as a mallet forges a fine blade Seiji remade Inoue, a prodigy hidden under all that lard. Four years of home schooling and a regimen that made her cough sweat out of her lungs he unleashed her in the Middle school tournament. Her final fight lasted a record one minute and with it her confidence and pride was restored. With a knowledge that those who mocked her could never be where she is and they'd always find a way to show her down she stopped giving a fuck.
She kept on training and slowly her ambition grew, the gruesome world of MMA being on her list next. Her intense home training continued but now she had company at school, two guys who were as far from the norm as oil to water.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Manor of Creation - Mirror World
10/5/2015 Sunday
"It'll be fine... As long you know how to use your Persona...", he responded. Her face plus the whip was a clashing image. One one hand cute, the other hand sadistic... Well at the very least she's quite eager to tackle this dungeon. That was a plus, high morale, maybe it'll balance out Matthew's up and coming fear. Once the party was ready, they headed on in.
---
Manor of Creation - First Floor
10/5/2015 Sunday
As they stepped into the manor, they looked around and it was... Well-kept. Huh. The floors were clean, the carpet was pristine and it was a semi-bright lighting from the chandelier above the entrance hall. The walls were however, adorned with pictures. Caricatures and silhouettes filled them, the people within were not identifiable at all, but you can clearly tell who and what the characters were. It seemed to be telling a story, and as they followed it with their eyes, they would realize it was like a comic strip of wall mounted paintings, telling the story as you walk down the hallway.
"Oho... Oh... This place isn't so ba-",
*THUD*
"AAAAAD NEVERMIND!", Matthew almost jumped from his position.
The door slammed shut behind them followed with sinister laughter. The voice was identified as a girl, but beyond the laugh, there was no more. No words... Like Chiaki's dungeon, it seemed this shadow had more presence over the entire dungeon than ones before her... Not to mention, this one seemed to control the dungeon too. This could get difficult.
"Well, let's do what we came here for", said Rui, keeping point. Leiko though seemed to be rather enthralled with the story along the wall, and seemed to be taking it in as they went, while Matthew shrunk to the far back of the party.</s>
<|message|>Sieghardt Kasumi
Sieghardt Kasumi- Warakuma Public Library- May 10th
With the midterms coming up soon despite Sieg's parents constant various teachings and educational trips. Really just one educational lecture after the other, they still made him study up despite the fact that he could probably at this point give questions even the teacher had no answer for. So of course they drove him down to the library and gave him specific instruction to spend most of his day here studying. So even though he promised they still had a back up plan in the form of his various servant watching the exits. Just to make sure he doesn't walk away and say he was there most of the day. So walking into the building he got the books for the subject he would need most help with, that being the lovely world of science.
Taking the couple of book over to a table, he could easily make out a few students from Warakuma. One being Alekei that he saw at the drama club. To be fair it would be hard to miss someone that big at a drama club. At his table he heard a somewhat familiar voice helping this student out, he believed his name was Sato. He only had a bare minimum conversation with him, and that was when he dropped his papers everywhere. He himself couldn't help but look at the answer he helped on. "Hes correct." Sieg simply stated before looking back down at his notes and the textbooks.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Public Library | Sunday, May 10 2015
The library was rather crowded this day - unsurprisingly, seeing as the mid-terms were coming up and the library was the best place to study for them if one wanted to use more than just one's own textbooks. To that end, most of the library-goers happened to be students; their noses buried in books of various subject. Kotori also happened to be among them - standing before one shelf containing various books on English, she already held two in her arms whilst scanning the backs of those she had left standing to see if there were any others that might be of interest in her studies. Though she usually scored well enough, she still felt that it might be best to get a little extra outside input instead of just relying on the school textbooks - something she'd already done for the most of these last few days.
That, combined with her notes from classes was usually sufficient - but with the usual atmosphere around school when big tests came up, she still couldn't help but feel a little nervous too. Most of her classmates' topics of conversation came back to it sooner or later - at least those that were present, as she remembered that Akane had been absent both Friday and Saturday. Hoping the other girl hadden gotten a cold at such an inopportune time, Kotori took down one book from the upper-most shelf - one of the few times she was glad to be a little on the taller side, seeing as she didn't need to get on tip-toes to do so; if only barely - before opening it to glance over the table of contents to see whether it might be relevant. Shaking her head lightly when that turned out to not be the case, she put it back before deciding to make do with what she already had and looked around for an empty table to sit down at.
Doing so, she saw one or two classmates together with their friends poring over what looked like math books at one table. At another, a young man sat alone - Kotori's gaze quickly wandered on when she noticed the sharp-dressed man's scowl that seemed like he really didn't want to be here. Oddly enough, he hadn't been the first such person she'd seen about town - they seemed to have just popped up out of nowhere from one day to another. Looking further, she recognised a familiar, if mostly hidden face in Shizuka, her clubmate from Agriculture Club. She was just about to raise a hand in greeting when a boy stepped up behind her and spoke to her - it looked like she'd come with study partners as the boy at the same table looked up too. Rather than interrupt the three, she came to the conclusion that none of the nearby tables were empty - the final two were occupied by a blue-haired boy with a backpack at his side and, as she realised a moment later, another familiar student in the form of Alexei.
She was about to raise a hand in greeting a second time - when she stopped half-way as she remembered the rather odd sight that he'd been the last time she'd seen him in the Flowershop a few days ago. She still didn't know what that had been about - but not only was it now already a few days in the past, but she didn't exactly feel like it would be very appropriate to inquire about such a thing. Furthermore, he wasn't alone - beside him was another girl and they both seemed focused on their studies. Only at a second glance did Kotori notice that the girl's features had a distinction to them similiar to Alexei's that made it evident that she too wasn't from around here - which, given that he'd ordered flowers for both his mother and sister, made the conclusion that she was said sister an easy one.
Given that she didn't want to disturb any one those present in their studies but also needing a table to read on, Kotori decided on a seat at the Dragunov siblings' table; her hand lowered from its previously half-raised state as she approached the table, readjusting her glasses as she did. "Uhm..." she started, her voice even more quiet than usual given that they were in a library. "Is... this seat taken...?" Kotori asked, glancing between the two - whilst at the same time avoiding a direct greeting as she wasn't sure if it wouldn't be rude to either greet only one but not the other or embarassing instead if she had been wrong about the girl's identity after all.</s>
| <|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov | Warakuma Public Library | May 11th
It seemed that he did end up being the fool. He quickly settled down with his texts again, focusing on the text when a light whisper caught his attention. He turned to look at the familiar bespectacled form of his benefactor standing near him burdened by a few texts that she held comfortably.
"Ah! Kotori-chan." he said turning to stand up and move his material and chair a bit further to accommodate the new member of their table.
"Please, be my guest." he followed, pointing at the chair. Hearing the words, Elena too looked up from her books to see the gentle looking younger Shirohane and shifted her materials to her side to make more room for the older girl.
"That's my baby sister, Elena." Alexei said motioning at her as he looked at Kotori.
"She's the girl behind your much loved bouquets." he said to Elena who smiled brightly on learning of the fact. She waited for the girl to settle down before gently clutching her hand and giving her thanks.
"Thank you, Senpai for all those wonderful bouquets. I hope to be half as good as you someday." she said with admiration.</s> |
<|description|>Alexei Dragunov
Age: 18
Appearance: Rock n Roll
Arcana: Hanged Man
Build: 6'7"/114Kg
Personality: He is a thorough survivor. No matter the odds and no matter the enemies, he finds a way to live another day. For a life steeped in self-defense at an early age, he is still quite astute a student. Always near the top with his grades, it is after-school that he involves himself in a struggle of survival. All the while the failing health of his mother and a young sister compounding his struggle manifold. He is trained to look after himself and those he loves and no matter the odds or the sacrifices he'll see this through.
Background: Being a Gaijin in a strangely xenophobic environment isn't much good for a child. And when you are naturally as close to a bear things get ugly quickly. Born to a mixed couple in the high streets of Tokyo, Alexei hadn't hoped to get a life he got. After his father got killed in a building accident, Alexei all of 7 years was left alone to look after an ailing mother suffering from added dose of depression and a young sister he had to protect. The fact that he excelled in a strict academic system being an outsider was somewhat a cause of displeasure amongst his so called friends. As he hadn't paid heed to budding envy that sowly transformed to hate about the time the family fortune slowly trickled out of the coffers to look after his family.
So young Alexei, took various oddjobs to earn what little he could and help in anyway he can. He took over his mother's trade account, a gift from his foresighted father and at an early age began to study the share-market as closely he can. He knew whatever jobs he did will only barely scrape them through, it was the money from transactions in the shares that will be the major chunk. He also took upon the cleaning duties of the house and his mother since they couldn't afford help from outside.
Then came the decision of shifting to a cheaper locale with an accessible hospital, His sister's good education and development of hobbies and other such things. All the while, the fires that stoked envy in his contemporaries grew stronger. Then an incident happened. Heavily labored as he was, he now had to fight for his skin and his family's. As his sister was the mode to get a decent hit on him. Her Karate instructor, a brother of his classmate tried to molest her and though like many victims she tried to hide it, Alexei sniffed it out.
Heartbreak was followed by a bout of insane wrath as he flew into his dojo and beat the man into a bloody pulp, making more enemies on the way. This meant that it was judicious to leave town and thus, the Dragunovs came to Warakuma. Learning from his experience, he trains himself in jiujitsu at the local dojo, juggles gym, works in a construction company as part-time, manages the account of his mother and is the nanny to his sister along with being subjected to strange dreams and a long nosed Russian.
Equipment/Skills: pack of Luckies, keys to bike, wrist wraps and a zippo.
Persona: Prometheus - Prometheus was one of the Titans to side with Zeus and his siblings in the great war against the Titans, the original occupiers of Mount Olympus. When Zeus won the war and banished Prometheus' brethren to Tartarus for eternity, Prometheus and his brother Epimethius were given the task of populating the earth with creations. Epimetheus, who created the beasts of the world, gave his creations all of the gifts that could be bestowed, leaving Prometheus with nothing to give to Humanity. To compensate, Prometheus stole fire from Mount Olympus, incurring Zeus' wrath. However, it wasn't until he taught mankind how to trick the gods that he was given his ultimate punishment. Chained to a rock for all time, his liver was eaten every day by a great eagle sent by Zeus. Immortal, he could never die and his liver would regrow. And so he suffered, until the Greek hero Herakles freed him from his torment during the course of his famous Twelve Labors.
Appearance:
Abilities: Agi, Makatranda
Non-Persona Users
Name: Sagat Shrichapan
Age: 17
Build: 6'1"/ 89kgs
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Backstory: The tall dark guy who was mostly avoided of the aura he gave off. Sagat didn't have many friends in Yokohama where his family had lived for three generations. So when the offer of a possible opportunity of taking over a Thai restaurant came to his father, Sagat had hardly anything to lose from the shift. Warakuma was a silent pocket in the interior of Japan and though the people didn't give a oppressive xenophobic feeling like in his birthplace, many people still avoided him. With no underground scene to keep himself busy he took up the charge of server in the restaurant his father was planning of overtaking.
Trained in Muay Boran from a young age, he is a dangerous and belligerent fighter in the ring, his personality changing a lot within the four ropes. He was famous as the 'Daitengu of Yokohama' in the underground circuit back at his birthplace. He has come to Warakuma to change the pace somewhat.
Name: Inoue Matsuhita
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Build: 5'8"/ 59Kg
Backstory: Growing up Inoue was the fat girl that most her classmates made fun off, it gave her a serious complex of her appearance. When in Junior school she tried joining the martial arts club to improve herself she was mocked and mistreated for her bulging girth. Her pride wounded and self confidence down the drain, she came home crying and swore to not go school again. After a few days of constant convincing her mother finally changed the little girl's heart and as an added bonus found her a coach.
Seiji Mitsuhara, was a man of few words and even fewer things to lose. He was a martial artist who had fallen on bad days as he had gone bankrupt by his agent's swindling and was in dumps. When Inoue's mother approached with a earnest request, he thought he could make enough buck to live a average life. He moved to Warakuma and began his mission to transform Inoue.
Little by little as a mallet forges a fine blade Seiji remade Inoue, a prodigy hidden under all that lard. Four years of home schooling and a regimen that made her cough sweat out of her lungs he unleashed her in the Middle school tournament. Her final fight lasted a record one minute and with it her confidence and pride was restored. With a knowledge that those who mocked her could never be where she is and they'd always find a way to show her down she stopped giving a fuck.
She kept on training and slowly her ambition grew, the gruesome world of MMA being on her list next. Her intense home training continued but now she had company at school, two guys who were as far from the norm as oil to water.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov | Tuesday, June 9 - After School
Something was amiss. Alexei couldn't exactly pin it down to anything but somehow he had a weird feeling the whole day. Both the kidnapped had joined back school today and though he had thought of going to visit them, he had thought of attending his MMA club for once. For some strange reason, Sagat didn't seem in the mood today and Inoue had to be somewhere.
She rarely missed a chance to spar with the burly boys, so wherever she had to be must have been really important. Alexei had decided to take a day off from visiting any other clubs of his interest and decided to go to the Agriculture Club instead. He knew Harvester had convinced the Kotori to be a part of the club and it was a place where he could check on her again. This whole day had been a bit uncomfortable, perhaps it was worry of some kind eating at his psyche. Alexei wasn't sure.
Slowly, he trudged to the Agriculture room. He could make out two distinct female voices and a male boisterous one. Surely, Matt had a few followers. Seeing how he too was a foreigner. His club hadn't seen the kind of attention some others had shown. Alexei knocked lightly on the door to announce his presence.
"Hello!" his low voice thundered. As the others turned to take notice, his phone beeped.
A message from Elena.
"No practice today. I'm going to see Mom. Love E."
Alexei gave it a glance and slid it back into the pocket. His stomach still rumbling faintly. Something was prying at his nerves. But checking on his benefactor came first.
"How are you, Shirohane-san?" he asked politely.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma High - Manga Club
9/6/2015 Tuesday
"It's fine, I don't come around here too often", he reassured Ryan. So Akane was either late or doing something else today, he decided to get one of the manga books that were neatly on the shelf and started reading, though before he could pick, Akane had arrived. It seems today was going to be a pretty quiet club day. The rest of the day went by pretty normally when Akane arrived, mostly just talking about the manga they were reading, or had finished reading, or were thinking about reading. After club was over everyone headed home after saying their farewells for the day.
Warakuma Mall - Afterschool
13/6/2015 Saturday
Today was an early day for school, so Rui decided to head down to the mall area and check out if there was anything new at the shops there. The rest of the week went by pretty unceremoniously, and without much incident, he heard from Kami that police were confused, they weren't sure whether to take these disappearances seriously or not, since some were short enough that it could merely have been a runaway and wasn't kidnapping. Basically, for them the case was all over the place. They think it's not related to the kidnappings last year.
In any case, it was likely Rui was going to just head down to the arcade to finish up the day after browsing the shops in the area.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma High || June 13 SAT: After School
The rest of the week for the freshman went pretty uneventful, other than the occasional staring towards the agriculture club president during meetings without realizing it herself. Kotori seemed to have caught on without either of them mentioning anything but the raven haired maiden was glad nothing seemed to have changed in the club. Not much changed even with her relationship with the president, though they both knew of their mutual feelings towards one another at least.
Today happened to be a day free from club meeting and part time work at the cafe so the girl found herself at the door to class 2-2. Why, one might ask. While the rest of the week might've gone uneventful for Shizuka, a gossip about a certain person she knew was being spread among the student body. It was not a pleasant one at that. Out of concern, the underclassman decided to pay a visit to that one upperclassman.
Before peeking her head into the classroom, the freshman called out in a hesitant voice as she slid the door, "Is Saji-senpai available...?"</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma High - After School
13/6/2015, Saturday
The past few days have been rather uneventful, after getting her bearings together, Ayano's life slowly returned to normalcy, well as normal as one can get when they just experienced something that was quite literally an out-of-world experience. If it was something worth mentioning though, the girl found herself acting quite more happy and upbeat after the experience, making a small number of friends in the process as well as spending less of her time in the web, although she does spend still quite a hefty amount of time on the web, it wasn't as bad as before. As the day came to a halt, she looked out the window and pondered to herself...What should she do after school?
Humming to herself, there wasn't particularly anything planned at this time, so maybe she'll just lounge around and browse at the mall or something. There wasn't a meeting with the club today, she did miss out on the past meeting though. She shrugged, saying that she'll attend next time.
Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma Mall
13/6/2015, Saturday
The girl's eyes dart from left to right, looking at various book titles. A new, good book would be nice, but she didn't exactly have some money with her, so she might as well scour for it and plan to buy it in the near the future. Although right now though, not a lot of eye-catching of titles, it might have something to do with the fact she's in the Romance section and romance is something that she tries to distance herself from, the girl was stumped for a minute, why did she even think of browsing this section? She shook her head and quickly moved to another section, continuing her search.</s>
| <|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov | June 13, Saturday - After School
He couldn't shake the unease he had felt this whole week. It was like some ghost was sitting on his shoulder, whispering malice in his ear. Not even regular puffs of his favorite Luckies could soothe his brow. He had nothing to do for the rest of the day as Saturday was service day at Sagat's restaurant and Inoue had strangely been busy whole week. His meeting with Kotori too had not revealed anything new.
He felt a strange itch, a forboding of something bad about to happen. His first priority was Elena. He rushed out of the school, sprinting his way to the parking lot to pick up his bike and zoomed to his sister. He was at the site within a few moments. Waiting a bit impatiently at the gates as juniors came out. Some giving him a sidewards dismissive glance, he glared back at them to make them skittle away like rats.
Soon Elena appeared, seemingly busy texting. Not watching where she walked. Alexei watched her calmly, holding back his first reaction to warn her of misstep.
His phone buzzed as she looked up, a palm coming over her lips to show her surprise. She started into a light jog as she saw him soon coming up to the gates.
"You came here, Ni-san!" she asked surprised.
"Yeah! had nothing to do. Thought, should take you for some shopping." he replied.
A small gleam appeared in her eyes before she asked in a half smile, "What's the occasion?"
"Nothing. One of your dresses has faded quite a bit, thought you needed one." he said non-chalantly. As the one who washed the clothes at home, it was not surprising that he was aware of the wear-tear of everything that was in Dragunov household. Elena shrugged at his response, trying her best to hide her delight. It was always good to go shopping with Alexei, he wasn't a bit hurried and allowed her ample time to try almost the whole shop. With a spring in her step she followed him to his ride and they were off to the mall.
--- Warakuma Mall: Shopping Center.
Alexei had thought that keeping her in front of his eyes would calm the foreboding he felt but it had only worsened. He felt a bit weak, thinking about what if she got taken in front of him. As he walked a pace behind his kid sister, he warily looked around, hoping to catch anything out of order before it became a problem.
He asked her to try different dresses as he went to check in to his workplace in the next building. Surely, nothing would happen inside a crowded mall.</s> |
<|description|>Akira Kirigakure
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Non-Persona Character
Age: 18
Personality: He comes off as cold and rude most of the time, due to his appearance and occasional sarcastic comments and the fact that he doesn't mince words when speaking to people, when in actuality he's kind. Though, he can be quite hot-headed and reckless, a bit wild.
Class: 3-1
Equipment/Skills:* Pinpoint[/*] - An excellent archer, which is an understatement consider he either placed 1st or 2nd in regional and national tournaments
* Boy's A Brawler[/*] - Having got into many fights when he was younger, and through all his time in the archery club, he became quite capable with his hands which translated well with his fists.
Background: Growing up in a sporting family, with his father having practiced Kendo in his early years, his mother in archery and his older sister, Aoi, having followed their fathers footsteps with kendo. Having looked up to his mother, for her strength of will and determination, Akira grew fascinated watching his mother shoot every morning. He thought her form and the motion of it all was beautiful and grew fond the the arrow getting released from the bow and hitting the target. With every days passing, he became determined to learn Archery and after awhile managed to persuade his mother to teach him. As the years followed, his talent began to shine when he placed 1st in a regional tournament in his first year of middle school and followed that up with a 4th place finish in the nationals.
While he was initially disappointed for not getting higher, having got a little ahead of himself because of his placing in the regionals, he changed his mind when he was scolded (albeit lightly) by his mother and assured that placing 3rd in the nationals was a big deal and he should be proud. From that point on to the end of his middle school career, he placed either 1st or 2nd in every competition he competed in. When it came time to pick which High school for him to go to, despite having received scholarships from schools with prominent archery programs, he elected instead to go to the local high school, warakuma high, where his friends and fellow archery club mates decided to go. However, when he got into high school, he started having problems with a few upperclassmen in the Archery club. Putting up with it for awhile, it reached its boiling point mid-way through the school year when they got into a heated argument which turned into an ugly bare fisted brawl that result in him getting kicked from the club. And in turn started giving him a bad reputation within the school as a 'troublemaker' or a 'delinquent'.
Aoi Kirigakure</s>
<|message|>Tanaka Toma
Toma Tanaka - April 14th, Late Evening
Toma sat in his room, at his desk, papers and pencil shavings scattered in front of him messily. He leaned back in his chair, taking a sip of his soda as he looked out his window. He paused for a moment, staring at his reflection. The bruise on his upper-cheek was still there, of course. The boy briefly wondered how long it would take for it to disappear.
Hunching back over the desk, he decided that it didn't really matter. At least not as much as his right wrist, which was now wrapped up in compression-bandages.
With a stubborn frown, he picked up his pencil again with his left hand. Putting the tip to paper, he fought to answer the next math question, his hand refusing to cooperate with him. It was a simple question, but it took him a full minute to get his answer down.
Sitting back, he stared at his writing. It looked like it belonged to a three-year-old who was missing its thumbs. With an exasperated sigh, he tossed the pencil across the room and sunk into his chair, hand running through his hair.
As Toma eyed the paper, his door was knocked on. He looked over, to see his father standing at the doorway. Toma, tired from Track club, immediately felt himself waken, and he sat up, an uncertain look on his face. It wasn't often that his father left his workroom, and it was even more uncommon for him to come up to Toma's room -- when he had something to say, he always said it during supper.
"Hey, Toma. Do you have a minute?" the man said with something of a sheepish smile, though it wasn't very noticeable.
"Um, sure," Toma said, turning around in his seat to face his father better. "What's wrong?" He stared at his father's face, and was surprised with what he saw. The usually stone-faced man looked as his son often did -- disheveled and tired.
"Good," he said with a small smile. "I promise I won't take too much of your time." He stepped further into the room, scratching the back of his neck. "I, uh... are you okay? Your cheek, I mean."
Toma was somewhat in shock, seeing his normally unwavering father acting like this. The question snapped him out of his stupor. "Oh, yeah, no, it's fine. It only hurts a bit when I touch it. And smile, I guess."
His father gave a small, forced laugh. "That's good." He paused again, looking like he had a weight on his shoulders. "I... I wanted to say sorry. For hitting you."
The boy's eyes widened as he realized that his father felt guilty; even enough to cause him to lose sleep, by the looks of it. Toma had put both of his parents through hell because of his own idiocy. He quickly pushed himself off of his chair and hugged his father tightly.
"Don't worry about it," he said with a laugh. "You shouldn't be sorry about disciplining your kid when he acts like an ass. It's fine." He let go and stepped back, a reassuring smile on his face.
His father gave a frown. "It's not fine. I shouldn't have hit you. I--"
Toma cut him off. "You live and you learn then, I guess. No use in spending all your time thinking about the past, right?" He gave his father a bright smile.
The man opened his mouth to respond, but thought twice and returned a small, relieved smile. "Okay, I'll let you get back to work then." He paused. "I love you, Toma."
"Love you too," Toma answered. As his father walked out of the room, he didn't look as tired.
What the hell? Why had his father done the apologizing and he the forgiving? Senseless.
As Toma closed the door, he felt anger well up inside him. He wanted to break something, preferably himself. He had to be better.
Throwing a tantrum wouldn't do anything, so he picked up his thrown pencil and sat back down, ready to continue struggling with his left hand.
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April 20th, After School
Harvester had turned up after being missing for a few days. While Toma hadn't felt as desperate to find the boy whom he had never met nor seen as he had with Noboru, he still did a bit of searching. It was nice to know the guy was okay.
More worrisome was the fact that two similar apparent kidnappings had happened in a short span of time. The circumstances surrounding both the disappearances and reappearances were equally mysterious. The whole thing had Toma's attention.
But for now, there was one other, slightly more pressing issue: Golden Week. A full week of no school. Toma was already having trouble keeping busy. If he didn't figure things out quickly, this next week would be downright awful. It's not like he had a ton of friends here that he could make plans with -- beyond Aiko, it was hard to call anyone else anything more than acquaintances. It wasn't exactly how he had hoped the new school year to begin. Had he not been friendly and open enough? Maybe. He had been sort of quiet and broody the past several days.
Something to work on and fix, then.
Another thing to work on: finding a job. That was getting desperate. Toma was running stupidly low on money, lower than he had ever been since his first paycheck several years ago. And of course, working would be a good way to spend Golden Week.
So Toma found himself wandering around Warakuma again, walking into stores and politely asking if there were any job openings.
A dozen 'no''s later, the boy found himself standing outside of a small convenience store, a cold soft drink in his left hand. He held the can up and pressed it against the bruise on his cheek, giving a little sigh from both the cold and exasperation. The bruise had begun yellowing out, and would be gone completely soon enough. His wrist, however, was a little worse off than that. He still couldn't move it. Clearly he had done worse than simply sprain it, as he had originally thought.
With only his left hand, Toma nimbly cracked the drink open, and took a sip. That was the one advantage of not being able to use his good hand: he was getting fairly adept at using his left. He certainly wasn't ambidextrous, but being forced to use his weak hand for almost a full weak now, he found it cool that he could see an improvement.
The boy's phone vibrated in his pocket, causing him to put his drink down and fish it out. A text from another male in his class, with pictures attached. He opened them.
What.
An... interesting scene. Toma's first thought was that this probably wasn't something that he would want to show to others, had he been one of the four people depicted, but... it looked like the shirtless Noboru and the other boy were... striking poses? Which implied they weren't too embarrassed by the mob surrounding them. So maybe they were okay with the pictures being sent around?
Toma sent the compromising photos to Aiko. "is this something he usually does" was the message.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Outside the Cosplay Cafe || April 20 MON: After School
'Phew... A few minutes later, I certainly would have been marked late.' Shizuka stood at the front of the cosplay cafe she was currently working for as some sort of a welcoming maid to the customers, as well as an advertiser for anyone who seemed to hold interest for the cafe. By this time, the blood that dripped from the earlier incident was starting to dry and thankfully, the recent theme for the cafe was maids with guns. Bloody maid uniform would stand out in normal occasions but the blonde was instead praised by how much enthusiasm she had for the theme. A plastic replica of a rifle was cradled in her arms to finish her costume.
"Welcome home, maste-- Oh! I-It's you from earlier!" The practiced lively greeting was abruptly interrupted when she recognized who approached the bloodied maid. It was the boy who was posing with Noboru earlier. Shizuka hadn't caught his name but the two faces responsible for the bloodied maid outfit were etched onto her memory, at least for the next couple of days. "How would you rate that performance?" The deep blue eyes (from the contact lenses) blinked in surprise, of all things the male could have said, he had to say something to remind the poor girl of her embarrassing moment just minutes ago.
"Um... I-If it could cause me to erm... e-embarrass myself in such a way, I could say it was unique and we-well... delightful? It was certainly memorable, I would like to add. And.... familiar? I must've seen it in an anime but I couldn't quite put my finger on it." One could tell by the tone of her voice and how she spoke that she was awkward and unsure about her response as she gripped onto her rifle tight within her arms.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Mall - Outside Cosplay Cafe
20/4/2015 Monday
Her reaction was priceless, it was kind of adorable, but she looked like she was going to burst. He changed the topic, he didn't know there was a cosplay cafe here, it was likely new.
"Anyways... My name is Rui Shinichi, I'm a second year at Warakuma High", he introduced himself.
"I didn't know there was a maid cafe here though... Do you work here?", she definitely did, she was holding all the hints, but he wanted to get the talk in another direction. So did she maybe. The theme today looked like maids with guns... A fairly normal thing, but impressive considering there were very few stores around here that offered good replicas or toy guns.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Outside the Cosplay Cafe || April 20 MON: After School
As the male student introduced himself, Shizuka politely curtsied, with one of her arms while the other held onto the rifle, before introducing her own self. "I'm referred to as 'Shizu-chan' in my line of work and yes, I currently serve as a waitress here. Would you perhaps be interested in a cup of freshly brewed tea, master?" She flashed the signature smile shared among dozens of maid outfitted waitresses but that did not necessarily mean it lacked sincerity. While a portion of them were forced to be such, Shizuka chose to be here out of her own interests. That aside, seeing as Rui approached her while at work, it didn't stop her from advertising the cafe. But she was to be cautious the next time she saw him in school as the average Shizuka if she wished to keep her identity from anyone.
"Ah, it is not specifically a maid cafe but a cosplay cafe. You've just happened to stumble here at a maid and butler theme week, master. That is correct, it had just been recently made, about a couple of weeks ago. Being a neighbor of our capital city, Tokyo, certainly has its perks." This was indeed convenient for Shizuka here, being able to interact with her fellow "otakus" outside of the rare conventions being held in Warakuma. Working in Tokyo could have been a possibility but an unreasonable one at that, seeing as she was still a student and there was distance to be accounted for.</s>
| <|message|>Akira Kirigakure
Akira Kirigakure // Warakuma High // After School // Archery Range
Monday, April 20th, 2015
Keeping his focus completely on the target and toning everything else out, Akira fired one shot after another like a machine. That was, until he heard a sound next to him that snapped him back to reality. Amusingly enough it was Saya Ueno, who didn't seem to realize it was him, of course that's based on her previous interactions with him. Though, this would be proven true as she fell back on the usual routine.
With a chuckle, "Practice, and lots of it. If you're serious about it, that is." And not just trying to impress someone, well, even that can be used as motivation to improve. Though, it doesn't concern me. With a deep breathe, he loaded another arrow, pulled back and fired another bullseye before lowering the bow. "Taking a deep breathe doesn't hurt. Need to find a way to relax yourself or you might end up shooting someone instead of the target with as nervous as you look." he laughed.</s> |
<|description|>Akira Kirigakure
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Non-Persona Character
Age: 18
Personality: He comes off as cold and rude most of the time, due to his appearance and occasional sarcastic comments and the fact that he doesn't mince words when speaking to people, when in actuality he's kind. Though, he can be quite hot-headed and reckless, a bit wild.
Class: 3-1
Equipment/Skills:* Pinpoint[/*] - An excellent archer, which is an understatement consider he either placed 1st or 2nd in regional and national tournaments
* Boy's A Brawler[/*] - Having got into many fights when he was younger, and through all his time in the archery club, he became quite capable with his hands which translated well with his fists.
Background: Growing up in a sporting family, with his father having practiced Kendo in his early years, his mother in archery and his older sister, Aoi, having followed their fathers footsteps with kendo. Having looked up to his mother, for her strength of will and determination, Akira grew fascinated watching his mother shoot every morning. He thought her form and the motion of it all was beautiful and grew fond the the arrow getting released from the bow and hitting the target. With every days passing, he became determined to learn Archery and after awhile managed to persuade his mother to teach him. As the years followed, his talent began to shine when he placed 1st in a regional tournament in his first year of middle school and followed that up with a 4th place finish in the nationals.
While he was initially disappointed for not getting higher, having got a little ahead of himself because of his placing in the regionals, he changed his mind when he was scolded (albeit lightly) by his mother and assured that placing 3rd in the nationals was a big deal and he should be proud. From that point on to the end of his middle school career, he placed either 1st or 2nd in every competition he competed in. When it came time to pick which High school for him to go to, despite having received scholarships from schools with prominent archery programs, he elected instead to go to the local high school, warakuma high, where his friends and fellow archery club mates decided to go. However, when he got into high school, he started having problems with a few upperclassmen in the Archery club. Putting up with it for awhile, it reached its boiling point mid-way through the school year when they got into a heated argument which turned into an ugly bare fisted brawl that result in him getting kicked from the club. And in turn started giving him a bad reputation within the school as a 'troublemaker' or a 'delinquent'.
Aoi Kirigakure</s>
<|message|>Jun Himura
Jun Himura // 26 April // Himura Residence
"Anego-sama, please try not to look so gloomy." Her driver managed to say with a pained expression as he started the car. "Not many people get to spend the weekend at the Kitsune Inn just at the drop of a hat."
Jun glanced at the reason for her dour expression, a message on her phone.
I'm sorry, but my parents found out and they're grounding me!
The girl she had been planning to bring along to the inn had canceled on her at the last minute. Her parents had somehow found out who she was going with and forbade her from meeting Jun at her place that morning. It had to be his doing. Jun wasn't going to be anywhere near Tokyo. If that man thought he could turn her straight by denying her ability to sleep with girls, he was sorely mistaken.
Jun sighed, glancing at her driver through the mirror. "Takashi-san, I've reminded you countless times that it's either Jun, Himura-san, or -sama if you're trying to be really respectful. Anego is nothing but an insult to me." She was picking a fight with the man, but she didn't care. Her driver was a nice guy, but he was paid by her father. So, he was securing his job by refusing her requests to address her as anything less than her position. A sore reminder of her cage.
"Honestly, he's only going to be there for a night to meet with his 'business partners' but for some reason I need to be there." Jun whined, seeing as how she was stuck on the hour long journey up the mountain, she might as well gripe about it to the only person who couldn't get away from her. Apparently the yakuza owned the inn and met there on occasion, so nobody would dare do anything to her on the way.
Kitsune Inn // Afternoon
The manager personally saw Jun to her room, which for some reason had a katana and full set of dogu in it. Jun figured out what she was here for immediately. "A contest of power." She sighed. Well, if she was going to be used as a pawn, at least it was in a way that allowed her to vent. She felt sorry for her opponent.
"Your father wants me to tell you he will be arriving in the evening with his guests, and to be ready by then." The manager informed Jun before leaving with a bow. Jun changed out of her suit and into a yukata, which she figured was preferable to maintain her image in front his friends.
"Which means if I want to enjoy the hot springs without worrying about sleazebags walking in on me, I should do it now. Got it." She replied, drawing a gasp from the manager about how disrespectfully she was talking about her father and his associates. She would normally have kept the comment to herself, but she was irritated.
Jun dropped her bags off and changed into a yukata, bringing the supplied bath towels with her and heading to the springs. "Hey, could you bring me something cool to drink?" She requested of one of the staff passing her in the corridor before stepping in to the changing area.
She wasn't expecting anyone to walk in, so Jun stripped down and entered the shower area to wash herself before stepping into the hot water, her back bare to the entrance and her dragon tattoo visible to anyone who came in.</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Cosplay Cafe
Sunday, April 26th, 2015
==~==
Mako almost thought, for a brief moment, that Sato was in the clear, thanks to their collective improvisation. Up until that asshole snapped a number of pictures. And Mako had little doubt what the bastard was going to do with those pictures. Which meant whatever reputation Sato had was quickly going up in flames.
Mako felt a spike of hot anger lance through him toward the smugly-smiling bastard as he put his phone away like nothing had happened at all, and he had to try very hard not to simply walk over to him and beat his face repeatedly. It would set a bad precedence for his return visits if he did that, after all. He watched Sato walk away to grab the jerk's order, his sympathies extending to the put-upon "maid." He took a deep, hopefully calming breath, then a sip of coffee, then cleared his throat in the other patron's direction. "Excuse me," he said, the rage he felt somehow not edging into his voice, "but there are clearly signs that clearly say, 'No Photography.' You should probably take those pictures off of your phone if you don't want to get in trouble with the establishment. Just a thought."
He glanced back as Sato returned with the other patron's order... then had to try extremely hard not to burst out laughing as Sato stomped subtly (but still very hard) on the patron's foot. As it was, his suppressed laugh was still pretty noticeable if anyone had been bothering to watch him. Still, as enjoyable as that was to watch, it was unlikely to dissuade the patron from doing whatever it was he intended to do with those photos. Mako frowned again as his short-lived enjoyment at Sato fighting back faded away, to be replaced by the slow-simmering anger.
I can't let him keep those photos. I've got to do something. But what?</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Cosplay Cafe || April 26 SUN
As the Dragunov siblings each did their own thing, the older brother glancing through the menu and the younger sister... eyeing Shizu suspiciously? The waitress steadily kept her calm composure by taking in breaths and flashing a gentle, welcoming smile towards the younger one as if nothing was wrong. Yep, nothing was definitely going wrong, or so she thought, at least to her knowledge. The subtle conflict which was going on over at the other table was subtle enough that the blond maid did not notice a thing for now.
"I feel that I have seen you somewhere." The calm composure the maid had kept up to this point cracked slightly as she replied with an accidental stutter. "S-Shopping district the other day? *Coughs* I'm afraid I can't recall such memory as of the moment, I do apologize. But I was involved in an incident there another day, an embarrassing one in fact, perhaps you've seen me then?" The latter statement was indeed true, but Shizu definitely remembered her encounter with the siblings exactly a week ago. Such kindness and the unique characteristics they held stood out in her memory since this doesn't happen everyday, a pair of foreign siblings, who speak fluent Japanese, generously and skillfully assisting her in a middle of a busy crowd.
Just as the blonde had defended herself, Alexei cut in to have a little scolding for the younger sibling while justifying that she was not the same girl that she was talking about. Shizu felt a little guilty about hiding the truth from them to the lengths of a white lie but it had to be done. In response, an awkward smile was plastered on her face as she just nodded in agreement while scribbling in their orders. At this point, the cosplayer was pretty sure Elena had an idea that she was indeed, Shizuka, but her comment about how her appearance was 'better this way' made her face light up into a genuine, bright expression. "I'm unsure as to what you're speaking of, mistress, but I greatly appreciate your compliment! And as for your orders, 2 quantities of Nuclear Wasteland and 2 quantities of fruit beer. Please await for your orders and I will be back with them in a moment's time." With a swift bow, the waitress left their side and to the counter area.
As the orders were being prepared, Shizu decided to check up on the new, temporary server to hear clicks from a phone and spotted one of the customers presumably taking photos of Saki. Seeing as it was a violation of one of their rules of the cafe, she approached the customer with the toy rifle in her arms and pointed it towards the male student. "Excuse me, master! If what Moritomi-sama had just said is true, then I must inform you that we indeed do not allow photography of our waiters and waitresses unless proper permission has been granted from the said server! Even then, as common cosplay cafe standards apply here as well, each photo will come with a fee. If all of the above do not apply, I humbly ask you to rid of them, master!" Even after the short lecture, the maid lifted one of her hands from the rifle and saluted the master in a playful manner with a silly smile in hopes of cooperation from the customer.
Just after the fuss that had transpired, the bell rang to alert employees of food being at the counter, so instinctively, the blonde turned her gaze momentarily to see the chocolate brownie cake covered by a toxic green hued frosting topped with a petite, grey nuclear bomb fondant decoration. At the cakes' side were a pair of glasses filled with orange-y pink liquid signifying some sort of berry flavoring. They were the Dragunov siblings' orders! Seeing that Saki was making her way back to their current master, the waitress strapped the rifle back on her back and bowed to the two customers with an 'Excuse me.' and patted the other waitress on the shoulder as a good luck with an upward curve on lips. After fetching the orders from the counter and returning to the siblings' side, Shizu carefully settled their orders in front of them as gracefully as she could manage. "Here are your orders of Nuclear Wasteland and fruit beer, master and mistress! I hope they will suit to your tastes!"</s>
| <|message|>Akira Kirigakure
Akira Kirigakure // Cosplay Cafe
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Golden Week
As "Saki" returned with the coffee and moved to set it down "she" stomped on his foot with force. While it didn't hurt, it surely gotten his attention, invoking a knowing grin at "Saki". It didn't necessarily confirm his suspicions, but made them stronger. It could be said that it was simply a case of someone not wanting their picture taken, but given what lead to this situation along with said persons behavior, he didn't buy it in the least. As "Saki" backed off, a guy who has been eying him stood up and spoke out.
Given his speech, obviously in "her" defense, it was reasonable to assume that he had a problem with Akira. While it's clear what is intentions were, He just couldn't help himself. "You have nothing to worry about, She is all yours. If you're into that kind of thing." he shrugged as he turned and glanced once more at "Saki" before returning his gaze at the boy. It was then where one of the other waitresses made her way over to them, pointing a toy gun at him before making her own speech.
"Oh? Remove them from my phone? That's all? While that's not a problem at all. Heh." Taking out his phone, he selected the photos and hit a number of buttons before finally deleting the photos. "There, all done!" he beamed, seemingly unaffected by the whole charade. Not even once during this whole exchange did Akira show any signs of disappointment, anger or anything aside from a simple smile. Taking a couple sips from his cup, he took out his wallet and placed the exact amount to pay for his drink.
"It seems I've kept her waiting long enough. I should take my leave." Shifting his gaze from the boy to 'Saki' his smile turned to a sinister grin, "See you soon, Saki." Before returning to a smile and making for the exit. As he exited the cafe, he amused himself by wondering how long until 'she' figured it out. Staring at his phone, he grinned. While it's true that he 'deleted' the photos, he did it right there, but whether the photos were actually gone is another story.
Well, she'll find out if they are or not soon enough.
Looking at his watch and cringed, "Aoi isn't going to be very happy." With a smile, he moved towards the amusement park.</s> |
<|description|>Sieghardt Kasumi
Age: 17
Appearance:
Gender: Male
Arcana: Star
Personality: With his acting its hard to tell what his real personality is. Depending on the situation he will either play a timid person or a brave one. There's also his joking side. Most are just thankful he doesn't have an asshole side. Although they will said he has a personality disorder. Despite his randomly changing personalities, no one has ever said that he came off as a rude individual to anyone, and the only times he is ever rude is when the scene calls for it.
Equipment/Skills: Is quite the fan of theater, so much that he enjoys acting to the point that he can be very believable depending on what the scene requires.
Weapon: A mic stand(later he upgrades to a Naginata.)
Background: Born to a more high class family, Sieg never really had a hard life. When he wanted something he got it, and he was always taken care of mostly by the maids though. His life was truly an easy one. Only hard part would be his parents lack of attention, but this was easily substituted by his favorite maid who would always take him to all kinds of plays as a child. This is where his love for them came from and blossomed. So of course after watching his first he started watching them regularly, even practiced to participate in them.
He would transform this love for performance into quite the art, becoming quite proficient in acting as he grew up. So when he and his family moved to Warakuma from Tokyo he began to experience less of the plays he enjoyed seeing. Yet luckily for him the school he was attending did have a drama club, so while he might not have been able to witness more professionally done plays, he didn't mind as much as long as he got to partake in the art.
Persona: Saturnus
Appearance:
Abilities:
Agilao- Deal a moderate amount of fire damage.
Mighty Swing- Deal one moderate phys damage to one foe.
Maukukaja- Increase one ally's hit/evasion for three turns(I'd assume this would be three post for turns.)
Heat Wave- Deals medium Phys damage to all foes.
Diarama - Moderately restores 1 ally's HP
Tarukaja - Increases 1 ally's Attack for 3 turns. (Raises one ally's physical/magical offensive strength for three turns.)</s>
<|message|>Tanaka Toma
Toma Tanaka - After School
Toma's smile widened at Aiko's words. "That's what I like to hear," he said, giving the boy a light, reassuring punch on the shoulder. He tossed his bag over his shoulder before leading the way out of the classroom. Glancing over at Aiko, a bit of worry flashed across his face for an instant, as he noted the less-than-stellar state he was in. Not that Toma himself was much better.
"Just don't push yourself too hard, yeah?" he said, looking away. "I think I know how taxing the past several days have been for you, I guess." He stopped at a vending machine, continuing as he inserted money. "No shame in taking a day off every once in a while."
He grabbed the two drinks he had bought with his left hand, and tossed one to Aiko. "Down it quick," he said with a smirk. "Arata won't be impressed if he sees us drinking this stuff just before practice."
As Toma worked on cracking the can open with his teeth, he receded momentarily into his own thoughts. There were more than a couple people he felt like he should apologize to. His parents, of course, but also Kotori and the big guy, Alexei. He had, at least partially, put the two of them into awkward spots when he had burst into the flower store.
With a sigh, he finished guzzling his drink. He eyed his injured wrist, bending it ever so slightly. A small frown formed on his face as the pain registered. He'd have to grab some tape to wrap it up, to help keep it from moving as he ran. He could find some in the nurse's office, but immediately discarded that idea. He'd heard too many horror stories about that place. There were both a Boxing club and an MMA club at the school, so there was bound to be some in the gym storage room. That option was much safer.
He looked back over towards Aiko as they walked. "So, how's your brother doing? I've overheard that he's okay, but I figure you're a more reliable source." Toma sort of also wanted to ask about how Noboru had been found, but decided against it, for no real reason other than being satisfied enough just knowing that he was fine.</s>
<|message|>Leiko Hamada
Leiko Hamada: Warakuma High- Drama Club Meeting Room
Kasumi rose to the challenge presented before him quite aptly, raising the tone of his voice to be more feminine as he did his best attempt to portray a sisterly figure. It was a difficult exercise to pull off, since the language of the piece was quite rich and subtle in its execution. Ismene would need to be a subdued, unopposing girl, in contrast to Antigone's more curious nature.
And he did fairly well in his execution. Leiko opened her mouth, intending to give small praise for his enthusiasm, and then he shot that smile again. Was he trying to infuriate her by acting so cocky? Leiko let out a sharp intake of breath and crossed her arms. "Your stance is far too masculine. Your body has a language too, and its speaking the wrong tone," Leiko criticised flatly, ignoring the more positive qualities of his piece. "But still...a round of applause for Kasumi-san on his efforts," she instructed the group, which was conceded by a small burst of applause. Out of the corner of her eye however, Leiko spotted Shinichi speaking to someone unfamiliar, engrossed in their own conversations. "Shinichi-kun, I would thank you to pay attention," Leiko snapped, looking unimpressed before looking over to the newcomer. "And you...I don't recall seeing your face at auditions. Are you aware that the club is at full capacity at the moment?" She asked bluntly. "I appreciate your interest, but I will have to ask you to leave."</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Classroom 2-2 | Tuesday, April 14 2015 - After School
In the usual routine that had started to become the class' commonplace, the bell signalled the mass exodus of the larger part of the class' students in a wild ruckus - classes, friends or even just home were all the destinations that most were all to eager to head toward after a full day of school. A few took it more slowly and one or two even stayed behind for a little while - such as, much like usual, Kotori who finished up her note-taking before checking them over once more. Only once this was done and she was satisfied did she pack her books and then head on out - conveniently, this also meant that she missed the large hustle and bustle that followed the bell and thus didn't have to deal with quite as full a hallway or the crowded main entrance.
As she headed on out, she kept much to herself - being her usual self, she passed by a number of other students without much in the way of greeting. Whilst there were the occasional few people she did know at least in passing, Kotori didn't happen to run into any of them on her way - and, as such, soon reached the main entrance without further ado and thereafter was on her way home.
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Shopping District | After School
As Kotori walked through the mall, she thought for a moment on whether there was anything she needed from there - but came up with nothing; neither groceries nor school supplies or any personal items were running low and thus in need of restocking. Judging from the uniform they were wearing, she wasn't the only student from Warakuma High here - a small group of girls were excitedly discussing something in front of the shoe store, a few others could be seen throughout the shops. Despite not actually needing anything, Kotori couldn't help but still walk past some of the stores' windows to take a glance inside. Unfortunately, however, she didn't find any sales - as the afternoon bargain sales on eggs in the grocer's store had already all been sold out.
With a small sigh of disappointment, Kotori took her bespectacled eyes off the windows and instead back ahead - and taking a moment to realise that not far ahead of her stood a familiar figure. It took her another before she recognised said figure as that of Noboru Yamamoto, recent vanishee and subject of numerous rumours at school and, by the look of it, currently out for a jog or something in that vein. It would have been hard to have gone to school these past few days without hearing his name thrown about by at least someone - Kotori had heard a number of tales ranging from him having run away from home to him being hospitalised all the way to him having been kidnapped or even perhaps murdered. However, by the looks of it, nothing that serious seemed to have happened to the boy - even as Kotori had to remind herself that he was a fellow second year student despite his size.
Drawing nearer, it would have been difficult to just walk by as if she hadn't seen him - and not exactly the politest thing to do, too. As such, Kotori raised a hand in greeting as she held her school bag with the other. "Good afternoon, Yamamoto-san," she said, her voice quiet as ever. Though she only had met him once - on the same day that he'd seemingly vanished - she still remembered the concern with which both his brother, Aiko, and Toma had been searching for him - and felt as if seeing him up and about at least stifled that worry.</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Warakuma High, Auditorium
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
==~==
Mako flinched ever-so-slightly as his black-haired companion was berated by the strawberry-haired girl that had, until this moment been demonstrating her dramatic abilities in front of the assembled club members. Then the drama queen turned her apparent ire upon him, informing him that, despite his obvious interest, he was not welcome in their production-of-sorts. Mako raised his eyebrow, the traces of his patented grin beginning to spread across his features.
Bar Mako Moritomi from a dramatic exercise, Drama-tan? You have a lot of nerve. And very poor judgement, besides. His grin began to grow wider as he squared his shoulders toward the uppity strawberry.
"Ask me to leave, you say? By all means, ask away. But just as you're going to have to ask me to leave, I'm going to have to stay right here, unfortunately. And so, therefore, we are at an impasse. I'll be happy to let you resolve our little paradox, but in the meantime, I shall stay and admire the proceedings- your talent has been quite enjoyable to observe so far, I must say. So go on, I shall not be a bother to you- heck, I've been here for at least five or ten minutes before anyone noticed me! That has to count for something toward my unobtrusiveness, no?"
His wolfish grin was in full force now as he stared down the drama queen. "So please, do go on. I'm dying to see what's next for your demonstration." If one was paying attention, they could almost notice a subtle change in tone to this last sentence- almost like a challenge toward the person-in-charge...</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Rui Shinichi - Auditorium
14/4/2015 - Tuesday - After School
In response to the proceedings Rui merely nodded and then listened in on the conversation. It appears they were at full capacity, something Rui wouldn't know, considering he wasn't exactly in charge of roster. He found it difficult to believe that they couldn't fit more people, considering not everyone attended each day, and sometimes people were signed on by name alone, so it wasn't like this room would be flocked.
"Actually, I noticed you when you walked in", Rui said, raising his hand soon as the boy had finished the talking.
"And he's able to physically stand in here. Is there a rule against letting people observe?", he inquired.</s>
| <|message|>Sieghardt Kasumi
Sieg Kasumi: Warakuma High-Drama Club Meeting Room
As he smiled he got the reaction he wanted, which was knowing she would get mad and proceed to criticize him, on anything that might have stood out. It was his posture, but he could work on that. Mastering a woman's posture was a challenge in its own, more so for a guy. However it was a challenge and one he could easily accomplish with enough time, yet she had a funny way of saying his body tone was masculine. She was acting more like a guy than he was. That was when another member got scolded and a willing man who wanted to enjoy the arts was denied, the one scolded member defended the denied one after his little piece which made him raise his hand. As he walked towards them.
"If I may, I'd say he should be more than welcome. Anybody who can give that kind of performance, and has a love for the art should be more than welcome don't you think? Or...... is the club president maybe scarred? Maybe you feel he will outshine you." Sieg spoke smiling again, this time not with cockyness, but more so eagerness to see her next move. Although Rui did have a point, nothing against letting people "observe".</s> |
<|description|>Sieghardt Kasumi
Age: 17
Appearance:
Gender: Male
Arcana: Star
Personality: With his acting its hard to tell what his real personality is. Depending on the situation he will either play a timid person or a brave one. There's also his joking side. Most are just thankful he doesn't have an asshole side. Although they will said he has a personality disorder. Despite his randomly changing personalities, no one has ever said that he came off as a rude individual to anyone, and the only times he is ever rude is when the scene calls for it.
Equipment/Skills: Is quite the fan of theater, so much that he enjoys acting to the point that he can be very believable depending on what the scene requires.
Weapon: A mic stand(later he upgrades to a Naginata.)
Background: Born to a more high class family, Sieg never really had a hard life. When he wanted something he got it, and he was always taken care of mostly by the maids though. His life was truly an easy one. Only hard part would be his parents lack of attention, but this was easily substituted by his favorite maid who would always take him to all kinds of plays as a child. This is where his love for them came from and blossomed. So of course after watching his first he started watching them regularly, even practiced to participate in them.
He would transform this love for performance into quite the art, becoming quite proficient in acting as he grew up. So when he and his family moved to Warakuma from Tokyo he began to experience less of the plays he enjoyed seeing. Yet luckily for him the school he was attending did have a drama club, so while he might not have been able to witness more professionally done plays, he didn't mind as much as long as he got to partake in the art.
Persona: Saturnus
Appearance:
Abilities:
Agilao- Deal a moderate amount of fire damage.
Mighty Swing- Deal one moderate phys damage to one foe.
Maukukaja- Increase one ally's hit/evasion for three turns(I'd assume this would be three post for turns.)
Heat Wave- Deals medium Phys damage to all foes.
Diarama - Moderately restores 1 ally's HP
Tarukaja - Increases 1 ally's Attack for 3 turns. (Raises one ally's physical/magical offensive strength for three turns.)</s>
<|message|>Gen Itoshi
Gen Itoshi
Monday, 27
th
, 2015 – Golden Week
Ferrero Mall
Ouch, ouch, ouch. Wait, it did not hurt that much. Just enough to make Gen say 'ouch' and rub his head. He almost collided with that guy. He sure was nimble, otherwise that little incident would have ended like the beginning of some shounen manga or whatever. It was not like he was a full-fledged otaku, but Gen occasionally dabbled into such things, reading only the mainstream and the popular. However, he was wary of the Manga Club at school. He was wary of all clubs, actually, but that one seemed a little out of place in a small town such as Warakuma. If it were on a big city, of course it would be there, but a book club or an Asian studies club would make more sense.
Oh right, present. Gen lifted his head and saw an outstretched hand and heard a you alright from the person before him. It was his near collateral damage. He seemed familiar. He was wearing casual clothes, so he would never think that they attended the same school. And that he was his senpai, though that was apparent if Gen only focused on the physical aspect. With an embarrassed laugh, he mumbled a short apology and took it with his own hand. "Sorry." He said again, standing and dusting himself off. "I honestly didn't see you there. I was just trying to get away from the two who are fighting..." His voice lingered. He had seen him, but where? It was frustrating! "Are you all right? I'm okay, but I don't know about you." What if he was bleeding internally? The other could be suffering and Gen would just be standing there, oblivious to the situation at hand. Was he? WAS HE?! He needed to know!</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Amusement Park | Sunday, April 26 2015 - Afternoon
As it turned out, neither of the two were actually hurt - much to the relief of Kotori. She looked at Akane in surprise when her classmate put her hand on her shoulder, giving a slow nod after a moment at her words. She even looked over to Toma with momentary worry before noticing the joking tone with which the two were speaking. However, Akane seemed to have other places she needed to be - and after a quick glance to her watch, she waved goodbye. Kotori returned the gesture, the other girl's words reminding her that she'd most certainly be seeing her again as they were from the same class.
A momentary silence between the two followed Akane's departure until Toma commented that she was nice - a sentiment to which Kotori agreed with a nod. Before anything else could be said, a loud voice could be heard calling out. As it turned out, it was a boy - an acquaintance of sorts of Toma, judging by the way he'd called - who came running and performed some mixture of a jump-hug-tackle. Kotori blinked in surprise at the rather sudden entrance before the boy in question noticed her standing there and introduced himself as the track club captain. "Ah, I'm Kotori Shirohane from Class 2-2," she quickly responded with a bow before another voice could be heard - this time a girl's; the owner of which was dragging Arata off Toma with a tone that left little doubt that this was a regular occurence.
As it appeared, Toma hadn't been here by himself but rather as part of a group of friends from the track club. A small smile came across Kotori's face at the antics before her - though it turned slightly more nervous when she noticed the number of looks that were being directed towards them; even if only in curiosity. At Toma's words, Kotori looked back at him before giving a quick bow. "Ah, yes, goodbye and thank you again," she quickly said, albeit still in her rather quiet voice, as the two boys headed off talking between themselves. An unexpected apology was then spoken - much to the surprise of Kotori who quickly raised her hands to wave it off. "No, no, it's no bother, really," she said, shaking her head for emphasis, before the speaker - the same girl from before - introduced herself as an underclassman by the name of Tsuruko. Though she'd already done so just before, Kotori introduced herself again; not least out of courtesy. Seeing as she was here with her track club friends, the girl quickly gave a wave as she said her goodbye; a gesture that Kotori returned before standing before the bench and watching the figures head off into the amusement park for a moment.
A small sigh escaped her lips as she sat back down - of all things, she most certainly hadn't expected this to unfold.
Kotori Shirohane - Ferrero Mall | Monday, April 27 2015 - Afternoon
Kotori stood before the grocery store, a full shopping bag in one hand and a piece of paper on the other - a shopping list which she was going over to make sure she had everything that was needed at home. Mentally checking off the last item on the list, she gave a satisfied nod and a small smile before looking back up - and noticing a rather large crowd up ahead. For a moment, she remembered the last incident that drew such a crowd to the mall - a pair of students inexplicably pulling various poses with one thereof being rather lacking in the shirt department - before shaking her head at the thought. Perhaps there was a performer showing his talent that attracted the people or some other such thing. Either way, Kotori decided to steer clear of the large mass of people - even if, she noticed, it seemed to be starting to disperse; as if the magnet that had been drawing them together had been turned off.
Either way though, Kotori decided to wander through the mall after a brief glance to her watch revealed that she was in no rush - plus also, with Golden Week going on, there were bound to be some sales going on for the avid shopper, whether regular or of the window variety.</s>
<|message|>Masahide Saji
Ferrero Mall 27.4.15
There it was again... That absent minded look. 'Does everyone in this town day dream at the drop of a hat?' Unable to hide an amused smirk, Masa assisted the male to his feat as he spoke.
"Yeah... That fight was no joke," Masa nodded his head in agreement as he gave his reply. It was when the male had began to ask about his well being that he gave an audible chuckle as he shook his head, "I've been getting that question alot recently, but yeah, I'm fine." It was then that Masa had noticed the dispersal of the two brawlers from before, but that didn't stop mall security from showing up and ushering the already thinning crowds onward. So much blood on the floor, "Damn near killed each other... The morons." With a heavy sigh of disappointment, he'd shake his head.
It was then that Masa began glancing about the area around them, spying a few onlookers who dispersed upon notice. Seemed their little mishap had garnered some attention from those around them, few gossping back and forth in hushed tones. Perhaps they were looking for another fight to start up, or just amused at the comical antics that were transpiring. Whatever the reason, Masa sighed heavily as he hung his head. 'I just can't seem to get away.' Still, he'd motion with his head for the one behind him to follow, making his way to the cinema.
"Seen the new movie yet? Been looking for some way to kill time, figured I'd give it a shot." It was only after speaking that he'd glance over his shoulder, "The name's Masahide, by the way."</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Ferrero Mall - Cinemas
27/4/2015 Monday
"Hm, not bad...", was what he said, but what he had in his hands was a mountain of merchandise they were selling on site. He obviously enjoyed himself quite a bit. It was getting late, so he decided it'd be best to head home and eat dinner. Apparently his parents were going to be home for a few days this week. It wasn't often they could all eat together.
Warakuma Hospital
28/4/2015 Tuesday
Apparently he heard that it was okay to visit her now, so he headed inside. Leiko seemed to be doing okay from what he saw. She seemed to be in better spirits too... Then again being unconscious was all he had to compare her current state with. He was told police were here this morning too, which didn't surprise him, and yesterday it was family.
"I see you're up...", he called out to her, walking to her.
"Here, a uhhh... Get well gift, I guess", he pulled a keychain from his pocket and handed it to her. It was a Mitsuru keychain...
"Are you okay now?", he asked.
"Hopefully you can be out before Golden Week ends. It'd be a shame to be cooped up in here for the week off... But you must have some questions... It'd be best to wait until we all meet up together again, this isn't really the time or place, sorry", what with everything that happened, everything was almost like a fantasy... No one except those who have experienced this would believe them after all.
"Although, here is my number. If you need something, or something happens, give me a call", he stated, handing her a scrap of paper with his number on it. After that he began to walk towards the door.
"Oh and... Everyone in the drama club is happy with you as president. It's really energetic they say", and with that he left.
Game Over Arcade
29/4/2015 Wednesday
They were having a fighting game tournament today. Warakuma was small, and not of note like those in Tokyo, but players from the area love it when they hold tournaments, since it was a chance to show off their skills. Rui didn't usually enter tournaments, it was a little stressful and there was quite a bit of pressure somewhat, but he entered the one here, since it felt a lot more laid back. Honestly he just wanted to play. Having come from the city though, he knew a lot of tricks and nuances you gain from playing a lot. The game today was... Persona 4 Arena Ultimax, the second rendition that was updated in February it seems, noted by the changes to the Shadow characters. He wondered if there were any familiar faces... Speaking of which, this was where he met Noboru when he arrived in Warakuma around a month ago... Not that was important, but he just felt like noting that.</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Warakuma Hospital- April 29 2015, 9:00 AM
"Psssst. Hey. Dumbass. Let's blow this joint and grab something to eat. I'm starves and I could go for some really good amount of meat."
Noboru poked at Akane, checking to see if she was indeed awake. He poked at her face, making sure not to touch the sore spots where he burrowed his fists. He poked one last time before talking again.
"Psst. Hey. If you agree to go it'll ve my treat. We can sneak out of here and go check some other shit out besides the walls of a hospital. Maybe that stupid tournament going on. Not before we eat."
Noboru knew she had to be awake by this point. No one could withstand the onslaught of pokes brought on by his finger. He checked one last time with a nice last poke.
"So whattya say? Wanna go eat something? Did I mention it's my treat? Because it is."</s>
| <|message|>Sieghardt Kasumi
Sieghardt Kasumi - Game Over Arcade 29/4/2015
How he managed to convince his parents to let him out of the house and not stay cooped in studying all those business books would be beyond anyone, but if they asked it was because they thought he was attending some sort of speech on how to succeed in the business world. Thankfully no one from his family's staff had to go with him, he really didn't want a repeat with his maid at the cafe. And with his luck they'd be dressed ready for a game tournament, yet Sieg was simply down here to watch the games. If he played this game in the tournament he'd get his ass kicked so fast it would be on a top ten get wrecked montage. Now if it was smash then it would be a different story. Sieg guessed he might have been a little early considering people were still arriving. So he just waited by the sides until they started the games.</s> |
<|description|>Tanaka Toma
Age: 18
Appearance:
Appearance Description:
His most prominent feature is his height, as he stands at 185 cm, just a touch under 6'1. His overall appearance tends to be disheveled, as he finds himself with little time to put much effort into looking tidy. His rusty-red hair is always a scraggly mess, and he prefers wearing an unzipped track jacket over a plain t-shirt with matching track pants.
Even when he has to dress up more formally, such as wearing his uniform to school, he keeps it as loose and casual as possible, unbuttoning and unzipping everything he can. Despite his aversion to professionalism and general stuffy-ness in his clothing, he has a fondness for plain, dark-colored ties, and always wears one to school. Loosely, of course.
Arcana: Justice
Personality:
Toma is a stoic young man, who tends to gives off a 'cool older brother' kind of vibe - he strives to be approachable, reliable, and someone who others look up to. He's fairly social and is often willing to help out any who ask, even at his own expense.
Though he is hyper-competitive, he's never a sore-loser unless he believes cheating or dishonesty was involved in the event. He does his absolute best to get the highest marks possible, and he loves playing any sport, with soccer being the one he's played most. When he isn't studying or playing around with balls, he spends his time playing competitive multi-player games.
Seeing as he has very little free time, his gaming cuts into his sleep every night. It is very rare that he gets more than three hours of shut-eye a day, and his face shows his lack of sleep. Despite this, he somehow finds enough energy everyday to function properly. Usually.
When he sees others upset or caught in a bad situation, he often takes action to try to fix the problem without knowing all the facts and details. This sometimes causes him to come off as condescending and presumptuous, and at worst as a downright insensitive jerk.
He takes extreme issue with bullying and those who just generally try to make life harder for others. These instances are the only time he shows much emotion, and more often than not, it's anger. He feels compelled to protect those who can't protect themselves, but his rage can cause him to take it too far - there have been a few times in his past where he has gotten violent.
Equipment/Skills:
His stamina and overall strength is very good, letting him be physically active for hours on end. He's tried various martial arts during his life, and still tries to find some time for Judo. Fights with grapples, kicks, punches, knees, and elbows. His equipment consists of elbow-length gauntlets that double as knuckle dusters and a pair of combat knives.
Background:
Toma's history revolves almost exclusively around his younger brother, Taiki. Their ages were barely a year apart, meaning they were very close growing up. Toma was the more outgoing and independent one of the two, while his brother was far quieter and reclusive.
It seemed as though, from the moment Taiki entered school, he was a target for bullying. Taiki would tell Toma about it, and, more than once, Toma punched one of the kids Taiki had told him about. Eventually, kids in the school were afraid enough of Toma that they stopped picking on Taiki. But they also stopped interacting with Taiki at all, making it impossible for the shy boy to make any friends.
When Toma left the school for Middle school, the bullying against Taiki came back with a vengeance. Knowing it was his fault for having dealt with it so terribly, Toma tried his best to comfort his brother, telling him it would get better next year, when the boy would start Middle School.
Taiki's lackluster marks meant he wasn't able to attend the same school as Toma. At first, Toma wasn't too worried about not being able to protect his brother, as he had seen that his 'methods' hadn't really worked anyways. On top of that, Taiki would be surrounded by completely new kids, who would be able to see him for the nice guy that he was.
Those thoughts proved to be too optimistic, as more stories about Taiki being bullied came up. Toma couldn't understand why. Why was Taiki always the one targeted? Why did others seem to only want to make his life miserable? The more he thought about the unfairness of it all, the angrier he got. He became a bitter person, who only showed kindness to his brother. Toma had few friends because of his attitude, but that fact was something he didn't often thought about, as he was too focused on Taiki.
But then Toma started high school, his life got much busier, and his brother's situation started to seem normal. Mundane. After having spent so much time and energy reassuring and trying to help his brother to no avail, he began to care less, telling himself that the problem would solve itself eventually. He still spent time talking with Taiki, but the talks became fewer and fewer.
The two drifted apart over the next three years, and Taiki spiraled further into depression, eventually committing suicide at the age of 16.
Toma was devastated, and he receded from the world. A few months passed, and during this time Toma became the person he is now. After getting over the shock and numbness he felt from losing his best friend, he decided he would do everything in his power to help and protect those that needed it.
Eventually, he and his parents moved to Warakuma, to leave behind the bad memories.
Persona: Cottus
Appearance:
Abilities:
Garu
Rakukaja
And two characters that will probably never matter.
Name: Kimura Arata
Age: 18
Height: 175cm
Appearance:
Personality:
Arata is a pretty happy-go-lucky guy overall. He loves meeting new people and has absolutely no issues making conversation, even with complete strangers. Once he learns a name, he never forgets it or the face it goes with. Despite essentially living and breathing track-and-field, he isn't all too competitive, and would rather make sure that everyone has fun.
When it comes to confrontations, however, he seems to lack a backbone. He's a complete push-over, and will always back down when someone tells him off or calls him out. His likable attitude keeps these sort of situations to a minimum, but when they do happen, Arata gets flustered and overwhelmed quickly.
Equipment/Skills:
He's a solid all-around athlete, and is extremely approachable and sociable.
Name: Yamada Tsuruko
Age: 16 (first year)
Height: 162 cm
Appearance:
Personality:
Tsuruko is a fairly popular person in her class. Her strange mix of airy politeness, disheveled-yet-attractive appearance, and book smarts draws people to her. Despite her large amount of friends, she has a tendency to stay quiet, being content with simply listening to her friends conversing. When she does speak, however, they always give her their full attention.
From the outside, she looks like someone who's completely put-together and has a bright future. She's surrounded by friends, she does well in school and sports, and the only flaw she seems to have -- exceptional clumsiness -- tends to be viewed as endearing rather than as a real flaw.
Equipment/Skills:
While clumsy most of time, she is very well coordinated when doing physical activity, meaning she has at least a little natural talent at nearly every sport. She does exceptionally well in school, as tests are something she can prepare for, but is a bit slower when it comes to thinking on her feet.
Toma's Theme
Dungeon Theme
Boss Theme</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Meat Shack-Wednesday, April 29th, 2015
Noboru sighed. She poked around in the drama club. Oh well, he guessed it wouldn't hurt to tell a complete stranger. They were most likely to never see him again.
"Well. I got twisted by my sister into it. Blackmailed me, thought it would be 'fun' for me to join. So, here I am. In a terrible club I have no care in being in. But blackmail is blackmail, and I can't do anything about it."
Akane spoke again, telling him about the challenge.
"Are you kidding me? That sounds entirely way too easy. Bring it on chump, I'll knock you down."
One hour later
It was entirely not worth it. There were no true winners, only the two idiots who decided to stuff themselves. The stomachaches would be huge, and come with a vengeance. Oh well, it was a fun time, not soon to be forgotten.
Akari Yamamoto-Wednesday, April 29th, 2015
Akari decided against it. During the concert on Friday is when this would happen. A good way to end the week. Nice and embarrassing.
Actually, let's wait until Friday. I'll send out the pictures for some fun. We get to watch the mayhem. This will be great.
Noboru Yamamoto-Thursday, May 1st, 2015
Noboru looked around for where the idols were performing. They looked boring as hell, but there was nothing else to do.
He looked out of the corner of his eye. On a lit up phone screen, he could see pictures of him in the scuffle he had before. It was clear that Akane wasn't showing, but he sure was. His fist was blocking her face, or more of drilling into it. At least she couldn't get angry at him for showing her face. He already had an idea of who did this. He had to make sure Akane's reputation wasn't ruined however. He had to find Akari before she sent out other pictures.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov | Warakuma Park | May 1st, Friday
Alexei gave a faint smile of recognition as the girl turned to face himself. It was the girl they had met at the mall earlier in the week and also somewhere else he wasn't sure of. Elena's anger was also instantly washed off as she looked at the girl.
"Shizu-chaaaan!, How are you?" she said excitedly to break her awkwardness. Rushing her for a hug. Elena was hasty that way and had little regard for others personal space unlike Alexei.
"Don't worry, this bugger can take much stronger hits. I think you need to check your coin for dents." she said joyfully, shooting down Shizuka's offer of bandage. Alexei held a plain expression marked by a faint smile but looked sternly at Elena to cut things out.
"You should try again, Otonashi-san. Life is too short to pass up on miracles, that is, if this well is really a wishing well." he said to her. The demure girl looked intimidated, if not by him then by the realization of her actions. These things seldom worked out like mangas but that doesn't mean one shouldn't try it.
"Not your typical shoujo setting but you might hit the spot the second time" he said with a bigger smile before looking at Elena, she instantly cooled down a little. he got out of the clear trajectory of the coin toss towards the side as the siblings stood to the side watching Shizuka.</s>
| <|message|>Tanaka Toma
Toma Tanaka - May 1st, Morning | Tanaka Household
The light creeping into his room and landing directly on his face is what woke Toma up.
With a small groan, he forced his eyes open, only to flinch from the sunlight and squeeze them shut again, turning his head the other way. After a few moments of blinking and staring at the wall directly next to him, he pushed himself up off his desk. While doing so, he accidentally slightly pushed his mouse, turning the monitor on of his sleeping computer, displaying a post-match screen of the game he had been playing when he had passed out.
Rubbing his eyes, he grimaced at the poor score that was displayed next to his screen name. He exited out of the game, and checked the time as he shut down the computer -- from that, he guess he had gotten almost six hours of sleep. Much better than the usual, though that might have had something to do with the fact that he hadn't slept at all the night before.
As he got ready for the day, roaming the house to eat and clean himself up, he noted once again how quiet his house was. His father was in his workroom, the door closed and not a sound to be heard through it, and his mother was still in bed -- not sleeping, as he had found out a while ago, but just gathering the strength to get out of bed and face another day.
There were three living and breathing people in the building, but the air was nearly always dead. A cloud hung over Toma as he made himself toast, wondering how he should spend the day. The idol group in town came to mind, but the thought stirred absolutely nothing inside him. He didn't have any desire to go see them -- in fact, the more he thought about it, the more he realized that there was nothing he desired to do. Except for maybe kicking his soccer ball around some more, but he had literally spent his entire last two days doing that.
So then there wasn't much choice. He'd go to the concert and hopefully find something to do.
His toast popped up, burnt. He gave it the stink eye for a moment, cursing himself for not paying more attention, before deciding that he didn't really care. He forced the food down and made his way out.
---
Toma walked on, hands in his jacket pockets, eyes scanning his surroundings. There really had been no point to even leaving the house today, and if he absolutely had to leave the cold quiet, he should've brought the soccer ball. Sure, it wasn't an exciting way to spend Golden Week, but it's the only thing he even sort of felt like doing.
As he let out a quiet sigh, he spotted a short male. Blinking with recognition, he instantly lit up. That was Noboru.
Of course Toma had something to do -- exactly what he had been trying to do for the past couple weeks: find out more about the kidnappings. Starting with one of the kidnappees was about as good a place as any, if a little insensitive. Noboru seemed like he wouldn't be upset by an inquiry about his disappearance, or at least not as much as Leiko, who had also had a friend injured in her incident.
Feeling a spark of excitement, Toma sped up his walking pace to get to the other boy, silently clearing his underused voice.
"Hey, you're Yamamoto Noboru-san, right?" he asked, gently tapping the seemingly preoccupied boy's shoulder and giving a slight bow. "I'm Tanaka Toma, a friend of Aiko's. I wanted to ask..." Toma trailed off, noticing the boy seemed a little worried. "Uh, is something the matter, Yamamoto-san?"</s> |
<|description|>Tanaka Toma
Age: 18
Appearance:
Appearance Description:
His most prominent feature is his height, as he stands at 185 cm, just a touch under 6'1. His overall appearance tends to be disheveled, as he finds himself with little time to put much effort into looking tidy. His rusty-red hair is always a scraggly mess, and he prefers wearing an unzipped track jacket over a plain t-shirt with matching track pants.
Even when he has to dress up more formally, such as wearing his uniform to school, he keeps it as loose and casual as possible, unbuttoning and unzipping everything he can. Despite his aversion to professionalism and general stuffy-ness in his clothing, he has a fondness for plain, dark-colored ties, and always wears one to school. Loosely, of course.
Arcana: Justice
Personality:
Toma is a stoic young man, who tends to gives off a 'cool older brother' kind of vibe - he strives to be approachable, reliable, and someone who others look up to. He's fairly social and is often willing to help out any who ask, even at his own expense.
Though he is hyper-competitive, he's never a sore-loser unless he believes cheating or dishonesty was involved in the event. He does his absolute best to get the highest marks possible, and he loves playing any sport, with soccer being the one he's played most. When he isn't studying or playing around with balls, he spends his time playing competitive multi-player games.
Seeing as he has very little free time, his gaming cuts into his sleep every night. It is very rare that he gets more than three hours of shut-eye a day, and his face shows his lack of sleep. Despite this, he somehow finds enough energy everyday to function properly. Usually.
When he sees others upset or caught in a bad situation, he often takes action to try to fix the problem without knowing all the facts and details. This sometimes causes him to come off as condescending and presumptuous, and at worst as a downright insensitive jerk.
He takes extreme issue with bullying and those who just generally try to make life harder for others. These instances are the only time he shows much emotion, and more often than not, it's anger. He feels compelled to protect those who can't protect themselves, but his rage can cause him to take it too far - there have been a few times in his past where he has gotten violent.
Equipment/Skills:
His stamina and overall strength is very good, letting him be physically active for hours on end. He's tried various martial arts during his life, and still tries to find some time for Judo. Fights with grapples, kicks, punches, knees, and elbows. His equipment consists of elbow-length gauntlets that double as knuckle dusters and a pair of combat knives.
Background:
Toma's history revolves almost exclusively around his younger brother, Taiki. Their ages were barely a year apart, meaning they were very close growing up. Toma was the more outgoing and independent one of the two, while his brother was far quieter and reclusive.
It seemed as though, from the moment Taiki entered school, he was a target for bullying. Taiki would tell Toma about it, and, more than once, Toma punched one of the kids Taiki had told him about. Eventually, kids in the school were afraid enough of Toma that they stopped picking on Taiki. But they also stopped interacting with Taiki at all, making it impossible for the shy boy to make any friends.
When Toma left the school for Middle school, the bullying against Taiki came back with a vengeance. Knowing it was his fault for having dealt with it so terribly, Toma tried his best to comfort his brother, telling him it would get better next year, when the boy would start Middle School.
Taiki's lackluster marks meant he wasn't able to attend the same school as Toma. At first, Toma wasn't too worried about not being able to protect his brother, as he had seen that his 'methods' hadn't really worked anyways. On top of that, Taiki would be surrounded by completely new kids, who would be able to see him for the nice guy that he was.
Those thoughts proved to be too optimistic, as more stories about Taiki being bullied came up. Toma couldn't understand why. Why was Taiki always the one targeted? Why did others seem to only want to make his life miserable? The more he thought about the unfairness of it all, the angrier he got. He became a bitter person, who only showed kindness to his brother. Toma had few friends because of his attitude, but that fact was something he didn't often thought about, as he was too focused on Taiki.
But then Toma started high school, his life got much busier, and his brother's situation started to seem normal. Mundane. After having spent so much time and energy reassuring and trying to help his brother to no avail, he began to care less, telling himself that the problem would solve itself eventually. He still spent time talking with Taiki, but the talks became fewer and fewer.
The two drifted apart over the next three years, and Taiki spiraled further into depression, eventually committing suicide at the age of 16.
Toma was devastated, and he receded from the world. A few months passed, and during this time Toma became the person he is now. After getting over the shock and numbness he felt from losing his best friend, he decided he would do everything in his power to help and protect those that needed it.
Eventually, he and his parents moved to Warakuma, to leave behind the bad memories.
Persona: Cottus
Appearance:
Abilities:
Garu
Rakukaja
And two characters that will probably never matter.
Name: Kimura Arata
Age: 18
Height: 175cm
Appearance:
Personality:
Arata is a pretty happy-go-lucky guy overall. He loves meeting new people and has absolutely no issues making conversation, even with complete strangers. Once he learns a name, he never forgets it or the face it goes with. Despite essentially living and breathing track-and-field, he isn't all too competitive, and would rather make sure that everyone has fun.
When it comes to confrontations, however, he seems to lack a backbone. He's a complete push-over, and will always back down when someone tells him off or calls him out. His likable attitude keeps these sort of situations to a minimum, but when they do happen, Arata gets flustered and overwhelmed quickly.
Equipment/Skills:
He's a solid all-around athlete, and is extremely approachable and sociable.
Name: Yamada Tsuruko
Age: 16 (first year)
Height: 162 cm
Appearance:
Personality:
Tsuruko is a fairly popular person in her class. Her strange mix of airy politeness, disheveled-yet-attractive appearance, and book smarts draws people to her. Despite her large amount of friends, she has a tendency to stay quiet, being content with simply listening to her friends conversing. When she does speak, however, they always give her their full attention.
From the outside, she looks like someone who's completely put-together and has a bright future. She's surrounded by friends, she does well in school and sports, and the only flaw she seems to have -- exceptional clumsiness -- tends to be viewed as endearing rather than as a real flaw.
Equipment/Skills:
While clumsy most of time, she is very well coordinated when doing physical activity, meaning she has at least a little natural talent at nearly every sport. She does exceptionally well in school, as tests are something she can prepare for, but is a bit slower when it comes to thinking on her feet.
Toma's Theme
Dungeon Theme
Boss Theme</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Photo Finish Finale! - Studio Floor
3/5/2015 Sunday
I Will Face Myself
The assault was working, but that was only because the Shadow hadn't done anything yet. A warning from Megumi over her Persona was the only thing that alerted Noboru and Rui. "Quick! Back away!", without thinking, Rui backed up, and she was right to tell them to do so. A swift and sudden gust of wind blasted from the Shadow as the source, Rui managed to guard with his Persona and Garu just in time, but he wasn't sure about the rest. It seemed to have hit the back line, fortunately Matthew's Maragi defended him and Leiko, only suffering from their faces being a little heated from the wind blasting some of back at them. The attack was large, and inflicted Fear on Noboru. He would recover shortly, but that was Fear he was feeling...
"Resume assault, attack only with Persona, don't get too close. Leiko, keep Noboru alive", Leiko nodded and proceeded. Noboru was only going to be Feared for a little while, but that was sometimes all that was needed. Rui proceeded to jump all around the Shadow with Sukukaja already cast himself, striking with Cleave and Zan'ei whenever he got a chance. It was still too soon for it to be safe for Chiaki to speak with her Shadow, so they had to keep fighting and wittling it down.
[RESULT]
-Noboru Fear (1 post)</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Photo Finish Finale!
Noboru was knocked flat on his ass. The sweat quickly dripped down his face, the fear gathering over him as a dark cloud, bad thoughts flooding his mind and distracting him. What would happen if they lost here? What would go down? Would Chiaki die? Would she be changed? Would the party themselves die? Thought after bad thought came and went, intensifying the sweat on his face, causing a torrent. Noboru wiped it from his face with his forearm, lightly grinding up his cheek and forehead with the sandpaper woven betwixt the sports tape on his fists.
Shit shit shit! I need to get a hold of myself. I am blowing it here. Noboru's thoughts were true but he could barely act on them. It would be hard to focus, he could definitely get hit more and harder. He thought to himself again. Cmon get a hold of myself. I need to remember the basics of CQC. I can't go limp on everyone for this. We've never experienced something like this before. Let's hope no one else experiences this either.
Noboru knew what to do. Summoning Atlas for the first time in a bit to actually do something, he threw out Tarukaja, both on himself and on Rui. He bounced back on his hind foot, taking up a defensive position. If the shadow decided to attack him, he would be ready. The shadow might hit him hard, but he was ready to strike right back and punish its mistakes.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Elena Dragunov : Yoshida Book Cafe
Elena looked at the boy curiously, it seemed that he too knew the unfortunate girl in question but when he asked her for her thoughts she could help but be blunt.
"Well it will only make it more crowded, I can count atleast two more people than it is needed to help her out. You could always wait till things calm down a bit and then maybe check up on your friend there." she said pointing at the girl.
"Anyways, I'll get you your Americano. Would you like to order something on the side." she said, stealing a glance at Alexei behind the counter. The serious look in his eyes and the way he held two knives, she knew it was sushi made to order.
"Looks like we'll have shrimp and Sushi soon. Would you like some?" she said in a polite soft voice. She stood a little bit afar so as not to tower over her guest.</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Yoshida Book Cafe
Sunday, May 3rd, 2015
==~==
Mako nodded at the girl's assessment of the situation- much the same as his own had been, really. Perhaps he was just looking for confirmation. In any case, they were correct- there was really nothing else he could do to help the situation than wait, as going in anyway would likely just make things more complicated. Besides which, it wasn't really the girl he was going to check up on, anyway, much as he sympathized with her plight. Yeah, trying to talk to Sato about... that, with so many people nearby, probably isn't going to help matters at all.
In any case, he perked up somewhat as the waitress mentioned ordering something on the side- he did often like a pastry or some such with his coffee- and then more when she mentioned what kinds of food. Sushi and shrimp? In a cafe? That's... original. How could I possibly turn that down? He smiled to the waitress.
"Well, now. You've piqued my interest, certainly. Do you guys have spicy tuna here? I'd like some of that, if you wouldn't mind."</s>
| <|message|>Tanaka Toma
Toma Tanaka - May 3rd | Shinza Shopping Square - Yoshida Book Café
Toma picked up the towels that had been used to soak up the drink, and the now empty cup that had been tipped. As he did so, he heard the voice of the woman who had the two unsubtle admirers smoothly offering help to the girl who had been burned. The red-haired boy paused and blinked as he glanced over, processing the quick exchange and realizing it was a little strange.
When he focused back on gathering the dishes off the table, the girl who had suffered the most from the accident thanked those who had helped her.
"It's fine," Toma said with a small smile and shrug of his shoulders. "This is part of my job, after all. So you don't have to thank me, at least."
It was then that he felt a light pat on his shoulder, causing him to turn and see a black-haired boy. The newcomer said a few words to the girl at the table, and left the store with that. Toma blinked again, wondering what that had been about.
With a small bow of his head to excuse himself, he receded and went back to the counter, setting the things he held down. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the 5,000 yen bill. After a moment and a confused look, Toma decided that it must be a tip -- from the black-haired boy, maybe? Now that Toma thought about it, the boy had come from the direction of the counter.
Toma smiled slightly despite himself. He raised his head and scanned the cafe for the young waitress -- Alexei's younger sister, if he had guessed correctly -- deciding that she should get the tip. She had been the one serving him, and the money would probably make her much happier than it would him.
For the time being, however, he had to continue working. He quickly prepared the blonde woman's order and brought it to her.
"Here you go, sorry for the wait," he said easily. Nodding at her words, he continued with a laugh. "Sure thing. Hopefully it won't come to that."
Glancing over at the table where the accident happened and back again, he raised his eyebrows, curiosity getting ahold of him as he remembered how she had spoken to the other girl. "So, uh, you seem to have quite the way with ladies," he said with a light smile and joking tone, hoping not to step on her toes. "Almost makes me jealous, I gotta admit."</s> |
<|description|>Mako Moritomi
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: I make this look good.
Somewhat short, slim, wiry, but with good muscle tone for someone his size. Shaggy dark brown hair, shoulder length, tied back in a messy ponytail. Wears glasses over blue eyes. Angular features, has a faint tired look to his eyes on occasion. Despite everything else on him being somewhat disordered, always wears his uniform immaculately. Sometimes seen with his hands wrapped, as though for sparring, for no immediately apparent reason.
Arcana: Moon
Personality: A man of extremes- has an unusual tendency to swing quickly from calm and erudite to loud and bombastic, favoring the latter, though he always seems to be happy for some reason. He has an unquenchable thirst for life- he loves seeking out new experiences and new ways to entertain himself as the days go along.
He throws himself into life with an unmatched passion, though he's no fool- he never takes any unnecessary risks, if he can help it. In short, on the surface he seems to be ruled by his passions in many ways, but by paying attention, one can notice a keen intellect lurking beneath the surface.
Equipment/Skills: Skilled martial artist, keen strategist, though the latter trait is sometimes undercut by Mako's commitment to spectacle. Quick and light on his feet, agile. Generally keeps sports tape/handwraps on hand, "just in case."
Uses a length of chain and a hatchet as weapons while fighting Shadows.
Background: Information on Mako's history is rather sparse for as long as he's lived in Warakuma. All anyone knows for sure is that one day Mako and his father arrived in Warakuma, with barely anything to their names except what fit into their car. Mako turned out to be only slightly more forthcoming than his father, saying the two of them left Tokyo after his parents split up. Being the small town that it was, rumors abounded regarding the mysterious origins of the man and his son, though nothing was ever confirmed in any concrete manner. Eventually, as the pair of outsiders settled in, the rumors died away, and the two were gradually accepted as simply another landmark of Warakuma.
Nowadays, most of the talk concerning the Moritomis falls on Mako's somewhat lamentable reputation as somewhat of a prankster. Though the ghost of a question will always remain, about just how the duo came to be in their sleepy little town, of all places...
Persona: Israfil
Appearance: Israfil
Abilities:
* Debilitate- Decreases 1 foe's Attack, Defense and Hit/Evasion rates for 3 turns.
* Agidyne- Deals heavy Fire damage to 1 foe
* Bufudyne- Deals heavy Ice damage to 1 foe
* Spirit Drain- Drains a small amount of SP from 1 foe</s>
<|message|>Tanaka Toma
Toma Tanaka - Sunday, April 12th
Another night out, aimlessly wandering around, hoping to find any sort of clue of the missing boy. The lack of sleep and decent food was taking it's toll on Toma -- his mood swung from calm to furious to apathetic, wondering why he was even still trying.
His phone had died hours ago, before he'd been able to let his mother know he wouldn't be coming home again. His muddled brain somehow decided that that was okay, that his parents would assume he was staying at a friends house again or something.
Dragging his feet, he stumbled over nothing again, this time taking a fall. He somehow reacted fast enough to get his hands under him, but not fast enough to break the fall properly. He landed hard on his right palm, causing his hand to bend back farther than it should. It took a second for the pain to register, but when it did, Toma certainly felt it.
Letting out a string of curses, he quickly picked himself up, cradling his wrist. Touching it gingerly, he decided it wasn't broken -- he'd broken more than his fair share of bones in his lifetime, and it hurt a hell of a lot more than this. It was definitely sprained, though.
After cursing a little more, he noticed the sun was peeking over the horizon. Realizing it was Monday, he began making his way home to get ready for school, despite his sleep-deprived state.
Monday, April 13th
He wasn't sure how he was expecting his parents to react. Or rather, he hadn't even thought about it. They reacted poorly. Unsurprisingly, he supposed.
His mother came running to the door when he walked in, face tear-stained and tired. She gave a small yelp of relieved happiness and hugged her son tight, asking him where he'd been and if he was okay. Toma mumbled in response, saying he was fine.
Then came the heavier footsteps. Angrier footsteps. Toma gently pushed his mother away and face his father, who was stalking towards him, furious.
The man, who was shorter than Toma, but still above average in height, grabbed his son's collar. "Where the hell have you been?" he yelled. "Do you realize how much you worried your mother?"
Toma stared into his father's angry eyes, his own dead and tired. He could have explained himself; he could have said he had spent the night looking for his friend's missing brother. He would have gotten off easily -- his father might have told him that that was stupid, and he could have gone about helping in a better, less dangerous way; his mother would tell him that he really should have let them know. A slap on the wrist, but then probably some praise for taking action and trying to help people.
But he didn't. Instead, he offered a weak excuse, one that didn't even answer the questions being thrown at him.
"My phone died."
His father's brow furrowed even further, and he pushed Toma back, raising his fist and taking a swing at the boy.
Toma couldn't help but flinch slightly, but he made no attempt to block. After all, he agreed with his father -- this was what he deserved for acting as he did.
The next thing he knew, he was on the ground, seeing stars. His first thought wasn't about the pain, or the shock of his own father hitting him -- something that had never happened before -- but of how comfy the floor felt. He was sure he'd fall asleep the moment he closed his eyes. Someone knelt over him, probably his mother. Slowly, he felt himself succumb to sleep.
He was brought back to his senses by a wave a nausea. All the junk he had eaten, the world spinning around him, and his lack of sleep came together.
Pushing himself up with his good hand, he raced to the washroom and vomited. At some point, his mother came in, knelt next to him, and began rubbing his back.
After it had passed, she went to get him some water, and he sat alone, ice pack covering his cheekbone to suppress the swelling, though nothing could be done about his wrist at the moment.
It hasn't been my weekend, I guess, he thought with a smile.
And it wasn't over yet. He didn't know if Noboru was still missing.
His mother protested when she realized he had decided to go to school, but he convinced her that he'd be fine.
---
At school, he met up with Aiko, who told him that Noboru had been found. Immensely relieved, he sort of shut down for the rest of the day. He was awake, but nothing around him registered -- he had zero clue what his classes had gone over or what homework was assigned. That was fine, he didn't really care at this point. He'd catch up later.
Whenever his face and wrist came up, he'd said, with a small smile and laugh, that he'd accidentally ran into a drunk and paid the price.
---
When he got home at after school, Toma noted his father's closed door, as it always was. Apparently nothing had changed. The exhausted boy walked right past and up to his room, collapsing onto his bed and falling asleep, fully clothed.
Toma Tanaka - Tuesday, April 14th
Toma woke up with a fierce hunger and a throbbing face. He managed to get ready and raid the pantries, despite the fact that his good hand was out of commission. It was pretty incredible how much better twelve hours of sleep made him feel. He was definitely still feeling off and tired, but at least he had enough coordination to get by with one hand. It was a huge improvement compared to tripping over his own feet.
After School
Make himself a paltry breakfast with his left hand was one thing, trying to take notes with it was a much harder task. So hard, in fact, that he quickly completely gave up and instead tried his best to pay better attention. With a sigh, he resigned himself to the fact that he wouldn't do great on test question involving what the class was learning this week.
After the bell had gone, he threw his stuff together and rubbed his eyes. Turning to Aiko, he gave his friend a small grin. "We've got Track today. Think you're up for it?" Considering that it was Aiko's own brother who had been missing, Toma figured he'd be just as exhausted.</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Warakuma High, Auditorium
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
==~==
It had suddenly occurred to Mako how ridiculous of a concept it was that he hadn't participated in such a marvelous distraction as the Drama club until now, and he came to school that day with the full intent of rectifying such an oversight. Of course, being that he was Mako Moritomi and prone to other distractions aside from those he was intent on, including his own admittedly terrible sense of direction, he now found himself in the delightfully awkward position of being late to practice on the first day that he intended to make his entrance.
Ah, well. There is a precedent for being "fashionably late," after all. And I am nothing if not fashionable. For a certain definition of the word, anyway.
Mako smiled as he neared the auditorium. He was rather happy he had this idea, as it not only gave him a reason to explore the school a bit more, but also led him to an activity that would enable his commitment to spectacle. And he would give them a spectacle, for certain. After all, it wasn't as though he didn't have experience to draw on for this sort of thing...
Squaring his shoulders, Mako arrived at the rather distinctive double doors to the auditorium, and, smiling widely, opened them carefully, hopefully not interrupting anything significant. He glanced over the assembled students, then walked in, carefully closing the doors behind him, and waited for his turn to address the individuals within.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Rui Shinichi - Auditorium
14/4/2015 - Tuesday - After School
It was mostly practice today it seems, and doing some excerpts out of other plays as part of it. Rui watched intently, as well, he was here for Drama club after all. His Expression had improved a bit. It appears this club was quickly becoming popular, so he began to expect that during the school festival they could do a rather big play, or even two if time and effort allows. He felt something sift behind him, and turned, to see another student entering the room... He didn't recognize him, maybe a prospective new member...? He strode over to the student, and asked him directly.
"I don't recognize you, are you here to join?", his question was blunt. He wouldn't really be able to help with actually joining, he'd have to wait until Leiko or some-other was done.</s>
<|message|>Sieghardt Kasumi
Sieg Kasumi: Warakuma High-Drama Club Meeting Room
With the tone in her voice and the looks other students gave one another, he knew that she took his comment a little personally. This made him chuckle as he was told to step forward, while being given clear information that shaming her would be virtually impossible to do. That was fine for him, he always liked doing the impossible. So when the others made room Sieg stood next to her, giving her a small smile as he looked down at her. She was about to give him his role, but just at that second a man burst through the doors which caused Sieg to look over at the man, before his attention returned back to Leiko.
As she gave the man orders on what to do, she instructed Sieg to turn to page 32 and memorize the lines, so he couldn't help but chuckle as he read it, and as he lowered it and set it aside she acted out the first line, quite wonderfully. This would however indicate Sieg was playing a woman. So as she poke, he heard the others giggling with each other while he himself laughed in his mind. Wondering if she truly thought that him playing a female bothered him. He played a female before and he most certainly can do it again. He did have to give her credit though, she portrayed the character wonderfully .
So when she finished her lines, Sieg could see her conviction just by looking at her eyes. His own look would change to one of a caring sibling, one that had nothing but the best intentions in mind for their younger sibling. What would come off as most surprising, is how Sieg was able to change is low voice into a higher one more fitting of a female. " No tidings of our friends, Antigone."
Although the giggling would intensify with Sieg's now girly voice it didn't seem to distract him one little bit. Through it all however he didn't break character once, becoming one with Ismene, which others might question just how far he would take his love for the theater. None of those matter bothered him however, if he loved something then he was most certainly going to show it. Even if it might go overboard at times. "And since in this last night the Argive host has left the field, I nothing further know, nor brightening fortune, nor increasing gloom."
As his line would end he would look at Leiko dead in the eyes and give one of those smiles of his. The one he gave when he promised not to shame her. The meaning behind it saying that he could play a girls part just as well as a males. He wasn't one to normally initiate a challenge, but when it comes from someone who also loves the art, it just seems right to be a little challenging.</s>
| <|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Warakuma High, Auditorium
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
==~==
Mako started slightly as the student who approached him suddenly jumped into his interrogation without so much as a by-your-leave. Mako raised an eyebrow at the sudden intrusion, but eventually decided he couldn't hold such a thing against the black-haired boy- he was much an intruder himself, considering the circumstances. And so, plastering on his most winning of smiles, Mako decided to demonstrate to Black-Hair-san exactly why he was here.
"Why, quite correct, my friend. And indeed, who wouldn't want to join such a fine institution as that of the theatre, anyway? Such a lovely tradition, it is- dates all the way back to the ancient Greeks, I believe. It has always fascinated me, such a subject. Acting is one of my many passions. Perhaps my utmost! Why, sometimes I am so passionate about it that I scarce know when I am acting and when I am simply... normal? For a certain definition of normal, anyway."
Mako paused, glancing at what was likely a bemused expression on Black-Hair-san's face for the briefest of moments before returning to his steamroller-esque presence.
"...But enough chit-chat, I am being rude. I am Mako, Mako Moritomi. Pleased to meet you, Mr...?"</s> |
<|description|>Mako Moritomi
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: I make this look good.
Somewhat short, slim, wiry, but with good muscle tone for someone his size. Shaggy dark brown hair, shoulder length, tied back in a messy ponytail. Wears glasses over blue eyes. Angular features, has a faint tired look to his eyes on occasion. Despite everything else on him being somewhat disordered, always wears his uniform immaculately. Sometimes seen with his hands wrapped, as though for sparring, for no immediately apparent reason.
Arcana: Moon
Personality: A man of extremes- has an unusual tendency to swing quickly from calm and erudite to loud and bombastic, favoring the latter, though he always seems to be happy for some reason. He has an unquenchable thirst for life- he loves seeking out new experiences and new ways to entertain himself as the days go along.
He throws himself into life with an unmatched passion, though he's no fool- he never takes any unnecessary risks, if he can help it. In short, on the surface he seems to be ruled by his passions in many ways, but by paying attention, one can notice a keen intellect lurking beneath the surface.
Equipment/Skills: Skilled martial artist, keen strategist, though the latter trait is sometimes undercut by Mako's commitment to spectacle. Quick and light on his feet, agile. Generally keeps sports tape/handwraps on hand, "just in case."
Uses a length of chain and a hatchet as weapons while fighting Shadows.
Background: Information on Mako's history is rather sparse for as long as he's lived in Warakuma. All anyone knows for sure is that one day Mako and his father arrived in Warakuma, with barely anything to their names except what fit into their car. Mako turned out to be only slightly more forthcoming than his father, saying the two of them left Tokyo after his parents split up. Being the small town that it was, rumors abounded regarding the mysterious origins of the man and his son, though nothing was ever confirmed in any concrete manner. Eventually, as the pair of outsiders settled in, the rumors died away, and the two were gradually accepted as simply another landmark of Warakuma.
Nowadays, most of the talk concerning the Moritomis falls on Mako's somewhat lamentable reputation as somewhat of a prankster. Though the ghost of a question will always remain, about just how the duo came to be in their sleepy little town, of all places...
Persona: Israfil
Appearance: Israfil
Abilities:
* Debilitate- Decreases 1 foe's Attack, Defense and Hit/Evasion rates for 3 turns.
* Agidyne- Deals heavy Fire damage to 1 foe
* Bufudyne- Deals heavy Ice damage to 1 foe
* Spirit Drain- Drains a small amount of SP from 1 foe</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru-Warakuma Hospital to Mall
"Alrighty. It looks like you're all set to go Noboru. Now be careful, We don't want you to end up in here again you moron."
Noemi gave a playful smile, indicating her non-serious attitude. She was cold towards the Matthew boy, but only because he was an imbecile trying to hit on her. But she had known Noboru since he was 10 or so, so she knew he wasn't going to try with her, he had seen what she was capable of.
OKay, Noemi, thank you! Cya around!
Noboru had his training clothes, specially requested and delivered by his brother, who had gotten too friendly as of late. He stretched his legs and started on his jog towards the mall. It felt good to exercise again, even if it was just jogging. He kept a good pace, trying to maintain his breath. His chest heaved in and out, indicating he hadn't really practiced too much as of late. His breath was ragged, but he didn't let that keep him from jogging all the way to the mall without stopping. AS he continued onward, his thoughts wondered to the fact that he was missing drama club. Maybe if he was lucky, no one would notice his absence, and if they did, he had a relatively fine excuse. He WAS in the hospital after all, maybe he could play the pity card. Of course, they might've been heartless folks and he wouldn't get any slack. He arrived at the mall mid though, and started stretching again, ready to start his exercises. He looked around to see if he knew anybody there.
Aiko, the cool twin
There were bags under Aiko's eyes, and his legs stuttered with every step. He had been Noboru's caretaker from his family the last few days, no one else really caring about interacting with the hospital ridden boy. He even washed and brought his training clothes for him, the new ones he had taken a while earlier. When Aiko approached him and asked about track, Aiko looked at his face. he absolutely knew that it wasn't just some random drunk that Toma had pissed off. You couldn't just piss off a drunk and walk away with a bruise or two. More like cuts and possible hospital visits. Aiko decided not to pursue it further, knowing it wasn't his business meddling in personal affairs, even though it bothered him too much and he wanted to know about it. Putting the thought to the back of his mind, he responded to the track question.
"Well of course i'm going. I'm not just gonna quit it after one practice. I'm not THAT weak."</s>
<|message|>Tanaka Toma
Toma Tanaka - After School
Toma's smile widened at Aiko's words. "That's what I like to hear," he said, giving the boy a light, reassuring punch on the shoulder. He tossed his bag over his shoulder before leading the way out of the classroom. Glancing over at Aiko, a bit of worry flashed across his face for an instant, as he noted the less-than-stellar state he was in. Not that Toma himself was much better.
"Just don't push yourself too hard, yeah?" he said, looking away. "I think I know how taxing the past several days have been for you, I guess." He stopped at a vending machine, continuing as he inserted money. "No shame in taking a day off every once in a while."
He grabbed the two drinks he had bought with his left hand, and tossed one to Aiko. "Down it quick," he said with a smirk. "Arata won't be impressed if he sees us drinking this stuff just before practice."
As Toma worked on cracking the can open with his teeth, he receded momentarily into his own thoughts. There were more than a couple people he felt like he should apologize to. His parents, of course, but also Kotori and the big guy, Alexei. He had, at least partially, put the two of them into awkward spots when he had burst into the flower store.
With a sigh, he finished guzzling his drink. He eyed his injured wrist, bending it ever so slightly. A small frown formed on his face as the pain registered. He'd have to grab some tape to wrap it up, to help keep it from moving as he ran. He could find some in the nurse's office, but immediately discarded that idea. He'd heard too many horror stories about that place. There were both a Boxing club and an MMA club at the school, so there was bound to be some in the gym storage room. That option was much safer.
He looked back over towards Aiko as they walked. "So, how's your brother doing? I've overheard that he's okay, but I figure you're a more reliable source." Toma sort of also wanted to ask about how Noboru had been found, but decided against it, for no real reason other than being satisfied enough just knowing that he was fine.</s>
<|message|>Leiko Hamada
Leiko Hamada: Warakuma High- Drama Club Meeting Room
Kasumi rose to the challenge presented before him quite aptly, raising the tone of his voice to be more feminine as he did his best attempt to portray a sisterly figure. It was a difficult exercise to pull off, since the language of the piece was quite rich and subtle in its execution. Ismene would need to be a subdued, unopposing girl, in contrast to Antigone's more curious nature.
And he did fairly well in his execution. Leiko opened her mouth, intending to give small praise for his enthusiasm, and then he shot that smile again. Was he trying to infuriate her by acting so cocky? Leiko let out a sharp intake of breath and crossed her arms. "Your stance is far too masculine. Your body has a language too, and its speaking the wrong tone," Leiko criticised flatly, ignoring the more positive qualities of his piece. "But still...a round of applause for Kasumi-san on his efforts," she instructed the group, which was conceded by a small burst of applause. Out of the corner of her eye however, Leiko spotted Shinichi speaking to someone unfamiliar, engrossed in their own conversations. "Shinichi-kun, I would thank you to pay attention," Leiko snapped, looking unimpressed before looking over to the newcomer. "And you...I don't recall seeing your face at auditions. Are you aware that the club is at full capacity at the moment?" She asked bluntly. "I appreciate your interest, but I will have to ask you to leave."</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Classroom 2-2 | Tuesday, April 14 2015 - After School
In the usual routine that had started to become the class' commonplace, the bell signalled the mass exodus of the larger part of the class' students in a wild ruckus - classes, friends or even just home were all the destinations that most were all to eager to head toward after a full day of school. A few took it more slowly and one or two even stayed behind for a little while - such as, much like usual, Kotori who finished up her note-taking before checking them over once more. Only once this was done and she was satisfied did she pack her books and then head on out - conveniently, this also meant that she missed the large hustle and bustle that followed the bell and thus didn't have to deal with quite as full a hallway or the crowded main entrance.
As she headed on out, she kept much to herself - being her usual self, she passed by a number of other students without much in the way of greeting. Whilst there were the occasional few people she did know at least in passing, Kotori didn't happen to run into any of them on her way - and, as such, soon reached the main entrance without further ado and thereafter was on her way home.
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Shopping District | After School
As Kotori walked through the mall, she thought for a moment on whether there was anything she needed from there - but came up with nothing; neither groceries nor school supplies or any personal items were running low and thus in need of restocking. Judging from the uniform they were wearing, she wasn't the only student from Warakuma High here - a small group of girls were excitedly discussing something in front of the shoe store, a few others could be seen throughout the shops. Despite not actually needing anything, Kotori couldn't help but still walk past some of the stores' windows to take a glance inside. Unfortunately, however, she didn't find any sales - as the afternoon bargain sales on eggs in the grocer's store had already all been sold out.
With a small sigh of disappointment, Kotori took her bespectacled eyes off the windows and instead back ahead - and taking a moment to realise that not far ahead of her stood a familiar figure. It took her another before she recognised said figure as that of Noboru Yamamoto, recent vanishee and subject of numerous rumours at school and, by the look of it, currently out for a jog or something in that vein. It would have been hard to have gone to school these past few days without hearing his name thrown about by at least someone - Kotori had heard a number of tales ranging from him having run away from home to him being hospitalised all the way to him having been kidnapped or even perhaps murdered. However, by the looks of it, nothing that serious seemed to have happened to the boy - even as Kotori had to remind herself that he was a fellow second year student despite his size.
Drawing nearer, it would have been difficult to just walk by as if she hadn't seen him - and not exactly the politest thing to do, too. As such, Kotori raised a hand in greeting as she held her school bag with the other. "Good afternoon, Yamamoto-san," she said, her voice quiet as ever. Though she only had met him once - on the same day that he'd seemingly vanished - she still remembered the concern with which both his brother, Aiko, and Toma had been searching for him - and felt as if seeing him up and about at least stifled that worry.</s>
| <|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Warakuma High, Auditorium
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
==~==
Mako flinched ever-so-slightly as his black-haired companion was berated by the strawberry-haired girl that had, until this moment been demonstrating her dramatic abilities in front of the assembled club members. Then the drama queen turned her apparent ire upon him, informing him that, despite his obvious interest, he was not welcome in their production-of-sorts. Mako raised his eyebrow, the traces of his patented grin beginning to spread across his features.
Bar Mako Moritomi from a dramatic exercise, Drama-tan? You have a lot of nerve. And very poor judgement, besides. His grin began to grow wider as he squared his shoulders toward the uppity strawberry.
"Ask me to leave, you say? By all means, ask away. But just as you're going to have to ask me to leave, I'm going to have to stay right here, unfortunately. And so, therefore, we are at an impasse. I'll be happy to let you resolve our little paradox, but in the meantime, I shall stay and admire the proceedings- your talent has been quite enjoyable to observe so far, I must say. So go on, I shall not be a bother to you- heck, I've been here for at least five or ten minutes before anyone noticed me! That has to count for something toward my unobtrusiveness, no?"
His wolfish grin was in full force now as he stared down the drama queen. "So please, do go on. I'm dying to see what's next for your demonstration." If one was paying attention, they could almost notice a subtle change in tone to this last sentence- almost like a challenge toward the person-in-charge...</s> |
<|description|>Mako Moritomi
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: I make this look good.
Somewhat short, slim, wiry, but with good muscle tone for someone his size. Shaggy dark brown hair, shoulder length, tied back in a messy ponytail. Wears glasses over blue eyes. Angular features, has a faint tired look to his eyes on occasion. Despite everything else on him being somewhat disordered, always wears his uniform immaculately. Sometimes seen with his hands wrapped, as though for sparring, for no immediately apparent reason.
Arcana: Moon
Personality: A man of extremes- has an unusual tendency to swing quickly from calm and erudite to loud and bombastic, favoring the latter, though he always seems to be happy for some reason. He has an unquenchable thirst for life- he loves seeking out new experiences and new ways to entertain himself as the days go along.
He throws himself into life with an unmatched passion, though he's no fool- he never takes any unnecessary risks, if he can help it. In short, on the surface he seems to be ruled by his passions in many ways, but by paying attention, one can notice a keen intellect lurking beneath the surface.
Equipment/Skills: Skilled martial artist, keen strategist, though the latter trait is sometimes undercut by Mako's commitment to spectacle. Quick and light on his feet, agile. Generally keeps sports tape/handwraps on hand, "just in case."
Uses a length of chain and a hatchet as weapons while fighting Shadows.
Background: Information on Mako's history is rather sparse for as long as he's lived in Warakuma. All anyone knows for sure is that one day Mako and his father arrived in Warakuma, with barely anything to their names except what fit into their car. Mako turned out to be only slightly more forthcoming than his father, saying the two of them left Tokyo after his parents split up. Being the small town that it was, rumors abounded regarding the mysterious origins of the man and his son, though nothing was ever confirmed in any concrete manner. Eventually, as the pair of outsiders settled in, the rumors died away, and the two were gradually accepted as simply another landmark of Warakuma.
Nowadays, most of the talk concerning the Moritomis falls on Mako's somewhat lamentable reputation as somewhat of a prankster. Though the ghost of a question will always remain, about just how the duo came to be in their sleepy little town, of all places...
Persona: Israfil
Appearance: Israfil
Abilities:
* Debilitate- Decreases 1 foe's Attack, Defense and Hit/Evasion rates for 3 turns.
* Agidyne- Deals heavy Fire damage to 1 foe
* Bufudyne- Deals heavy Ice damage to 1 foe
* Spirit Drain- Drains a small amount of SP from 1 foe</s>
<|message|>Chiaki Nettu
Chiaki Nettu
Warakuma High - Class 1 - 1
Chiaki's day was pretty average. Her friends, all had club meetings and she didn't want to bother her senpai, so she sat in her classroom for a little but to ponder on what she should do next. Ever since she arrived in Warakuma, odd events have been occurring. The ripping of Noboru's clothes, disappearances and each person that disappeared would return a few days later, hospitalized. She considered checking up on Matthew for the day, but she could already hear his horny comments in her head.
"Aha, I knew you couldn't resist me babe. I'm all broken, why don't you come over and fix me up... <3"
Chiaki shook her head at the thought, perhaps she will post him a get well card. It was very sudden, but the class door slid open and a soft but familiar voice could be heard.
'Is... Chiaki here?'
She immediately recognized it, it had to be her older cousin, Ayano, it was very unusual for her to come visit, normally she is reclusive and avoids people. This was a nice change and Chiaki openly welcomed it.
The only people to turn and look at her, were a few students who stayed back to have a study session and Chiaki. She walked over, greeting her cousin with a smile.
"Yep, I'm here. It's nice to see you Aya-chan. How may I help you?"</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Warakuma High, Classroom 1-1
Thanking the gods above, Ayano suddenly tugged on her cousin's arm and pulled her out of the classroom before promptly closing the doors. Now that she thinks about it, so far this is the most time they've spent together...Hopefully that would change by the upcoming holiday. Looking at her straight in the eye, Ayano inhaled and exhaled repeatedly, "Relax" she said to herself over and over. "It's just your cousin. Nothing incredibly awkward about that, nosiree." As embarrassed she was to admit it, her reclusive nature affects even her siblings. Breathing deeply once more and letting it all out one final time, Ayano-finally-spoke up. "Listen, you know how Golden Week is coming up right?" The girl paused for a moment, looking down at the ground below her before looking up at Chiaki again, she felt like she was playing one of those dating sims..."I was thinking maybe we could spend a few days together? You know, catch up and stuff? Maybe buy a few things? I dunno, you're the one who's popular, maybe you can suggest an inn or something."</s>
<|message|>Chiaki Nettu
Chiaki Nettu
Warakuma High - Class 1 - 1 (Just Outside)
Chiaki was a little surprised, this was completely out of Ayano's normal behavior but at the same time she was greaty excited and happy to be able to soon spend some time with her cousin.
"I was thinking maybe we could spend a few days together? You know, catch up and stuff? Maybe buy a few things? I dunno, you're the one who's popular, maybe you can suggest an inn or something." Mumbled Ayano as she looked at her feet, before looking back at Chiaki. It was easy to tell she was slightly nervous about asking this type of question.
> + 10 Affection
> + 10 Trust
Nodding ever so happily, Chiaki loved the sound of this, planning some fun events with her cousin would be so much fun. She quickly thought about all the fun things they could do together, for a moment, she considered inviting her other friends but remembered how anxious her cousin gets around new people and decided to leave them out of the loop. It was time for some sisterly bonding!
"Oh of course! That would be excellent Aya-chan! In fact, I know some excellent places we could go! How about later this evening we browse some stuff up on the computer and maybe we can book ourselves an Inn! Sound good? Haha, You haven't even said yes but I'm already excited!"
So much sudden happiness was exerting from Chiaki, you could almost feel the emotions pulsating off her. She suggested, to Ayano that they should go to the mall and have some after school sweets, that way they could discuss the kind of place she would like to go. Or for them to return home and begin their search for an Inn from there, which ever suited Ayano.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma High, Classroom 1-1 || April 20 MON: Morning
Same as all the other classes, the announcement about Matthew Harvester's return was informed to the class by the homeroom teacher. Students started to make a commotion, gossips about possible serial kidnappings, whispers being glad about their senpai being back, and the like. Even Shizuka's seatmate and friend whispered, "Isn't it scary how the recent kidnappings were all middle school students like us? We better be more careful out there, Shizuka-chan!" Before the raven haired student could reply to her friend, the teacher started to quiet down the class to begin their lesson for the morning.
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Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma High, Classroom 1-1 => Hallway || April 20 MON: After School
The class dismissal bell rang throughout the campus as Shizuka arranged her books neatly into her school bag. An offer to hang out at a newly opened fast food place was suggested by her small circle of friends but as usual, the shy student politely rejected the offer with the reason of having some sort of appointment she had to attend to. This 'appointment' that she always had to attend to after class referred to the part time job at the cosplay cafe. While she felt guilty this had to be hidden away even from her closest friends, she was always afraid of how they would respond in terms of finding out about her true passion.
This was evident if one would observe her during the days that the Anime/Manga Club was active, as she would slow down her walking pace while passing the club room and she would longingly gaze toward the room's windows. It happens to be Monday today, one of the active days of the club, and just as usual, Shizuka does the same routine today as well. 'I... don't have the courage to reveal it yet.', she thought to herself as the female student walks away from the scene with a melancholic expression.
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Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Mall || April 20 MON: After School
A pair of blonde twintails, sparkling blue eyes, and face full of life. This was what Shizuka, specifically "Shizu-chan", appeared as currently, after a change out of uniform and placing of wig and contact lenses at the public bathroom in Warakuma mall. She was careful to this extent in concealing her identity, she'll never know if a classmate or a student at the school would catch her entering the cafe after all. The set of wigs and contact lenses were varied each time to match the theme for the week and for this week, it involved French maids and butlers with guns like some sort of mafia. Not like the civilians would see the currently blond girl in that silly costume, not until the cafe anyway. Some of these themes were questionable at times but the customers weirdly appreciate them either way.
While quickly pacing onto the direction of the cosplay cafe, her uncovered eyes sight a male, presumably of similar age group, in a tattered shirt. Her seamstress side screamed at her to go over there and offer to fix up the barely usable shirt, which she actually acted on, approaching him with no hesitance like a whole different person from the ordinary Shizuka. "Hello there, would you perhaps be interested in me helping you repair your shirt? Not to be offensive about it but I have quite a talent in sewing, you see, so it'd be no problem for me to make it more presentable."</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma High // Class 2-2
Monday, April 20th, 2015
Soon after roll call was done, an announcement was made to the class regarding the case of a third year who went missing. Apparently he turned up and is at the hospital. The kidnappings continue to rise, though, out of them all, a few managed to come back soon after... It was strange yes, but it didn't concern her. Not like there's anything she can do about it. The rest of homeroom went on as boring as usual.
Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma High // After School // Manga Clubroom
With the sounding of the bell, classes were over. She was debating whether she should head straight to the gym for kendo practice or not since they also meet tomorrow. "Well, there's always tomorrow, if not later." She reasoned, when it truth she been itching to play a new game she bought at the mall yesterday. Well, it's not exactly new but she lost her original copy half-way into the first route of the game and it's been killing her for awhile now.
Walking happily to the clubroom, she set down her things and slouched in the bean bag chair she brought from home. Drawing manga is serious business, need some form of relaxation, right? After all, one needs to be comfortable when gaming. Pulling out her DS, she started playing.
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Akira Kirigakure // Warakuma High // Class 3-1 // After School
Another boring school day. The only thing that was different about it was that they announced that the boy from 2 classes over re-appeared again. Though, Akira wasn't interested and didn't pay attention to the rest of the announcement. When class was over, he was the first one to leave the classroom and made his way on over to the Archery Club. It was certainly odd, considering how Akira usually takes his sweet time coming to practice but this time he's one of the first ones there. Without wasting any time, he went and got ready to fire off a few shots.</s>
| <|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Warakuma Mall
Sunday, April 19th, 2015
==~==
Mako raised an eyebrow at Leiko's tirade, sneaking glances at the other person, who Mako considered dubbing "Annoying-San" for how Leiko reacted to him. I wonder who it is he upset so much...? Mako went to say something as Leiko finished her rant, but she had already turned to storm off. Thinking better of interrupting her distress, he turned instead to the apparently-annoying individual.
"Yes, well... that was rather dramatic, wouldn't you say? Fitting, I suppose. Anyway, I'd love to stay and chat, but I have some errands to run, still. It was nice to meet you, Whatever-Your-Name-Is. Perhaps we'll see each other at school sometime." And with that, he turned on his heel and left, leaving the other person behind.
==~==
The Velvet Room
Sunday, April 19th
==~==
Well. This is strange. This dream doesn't usually come two nights in a row.
And yet, here he was, standing in the lounge room, feeling very confused regarding the situation. Though, there was one change in the room that added to his confusion:
There were now only four silhouettes milling about. Mako raised an eyebrow at this new development. Has something changed? Is this so-called "destiny" about to begin? What happened to the others? Mako looked around, confirming that the other silhouettes had left, and pondered this strange happenstance. Perhaps this was a clue of some sort? Before he could ponder this development too closely, however, the dream started to fade once again. Mako sighed internally.
Just another mystery to ponder... just my luck.
==~==
Warakuma High
Monday, April 20th, 2015
Golden Week seemed to be the thought on everyone's mind as class let out for the day. Mako, however, had something else entirely taking up his thoughts.
Matthew Harvester had returned from his excursion to... wherever it was that he had been taken. Which was good news in some ways, honestly, but still something worthy of concern for the high schooler. There had been rather a lot of these disappearances lately, and it was starting to become disconcerting. Who was perpetrating these kidnappings? And what purpose did it serve, when they just kept giving them back? The people he took were unlikely to have any money to pay a ransom. And none of the people appeared hurt or injured upon returning, despite their hospital stays.
Mako shook his head as he stood, getting ready to head to Boxing Club. There was too much else going on in his life for him to bring these kidnappings into it- he just had to go and do what it was he did best:
Pretend nothing was wrong.</s> |
<|description|>Mako Moritomi
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: I make this look good.
Somewhat short, slim, wiry, but with good muscle tone for someone his size. Shaggy dark brown hair, shoulder length, tied back in a messy ponytail. Wears glasses over blue eyes. Angular features, has a faint tired look to his eyes on occasion. Despite everything else on him being somewhat disordered, always wears his uniform immaculately. Sometimes seen with his hands wrapped, as though for sparring, for no immediately apparent reason.
Arcana: Moon
Personality: A man of extremes- has an unusual tendency to swing quickly from calm and erudite to loud and bombastic, favoring the latter, though he always seems to be happy for some reason. He has an unquenchable thirst for life- he loves seeking out new experiences and new ways to entertain himself as the days go along.
He throws himself into life with an unmatched passion, though he's no fool- he never takes any unnecessary risks, if he can help it. In short, on the surface he seems to be ruled by his passions in many ways, but by paying attention, one can notice a keen intellect lurking beneath the surface.
Equipment/Skills: Skilled martial artist, keen strategist, though the latter trait is sometimes undercut by Mako's commitment to spectacle. Quick and light on his feet, agile. Generally keeps sports tape/handwraps on hand, "just in case."
Uses a length of chain and a hatchet as weapons while fighting Shadows.
Background: Information on Mako's history is rather sparse for as long as he's lived in Warakuma. All anyone knows for sure is that one day Mako and his father arrived in Warakuma, with barely anything to their names except what fit into their car. Mako turned out to be only slightly more forthcoming than his father, saying the two of them left Tokyo after his parents split up. Being the small town that it was, rumors abounded regarding the mysterious origins of the man and his son, though nothing was ever confirmed in any concrete manner. Eventually, as the pair of outsiders settled in, the rumors died away, and the two were gradually accepted as simply another landmark of Warakuma.
Nowadays, most of the talk concerning the Moritomis falls on Mako's somewhat lamentable reputation as somewhat of a prankster. Though the ghost of a question will always remain, about just how the duo came to be in their sleepy little town, of all places...
Persona: Israfil
Appearance: Israfil
Abilities:
* Debilitate- Decreases 1 foe's Attack, Defense and Hit/Evasion rates for 3 turns.
* Agidyne- Deals heavy Fire damage to 1 foe
* Bufudyne- Deals heavy Ice damage to 1 foe
* Spirit Drain- Drains a small amount of SP from 1 foe</s>
<|message|>Jun Himura
Jun looked up from her book when she heard a shrill shriek pierce through the silence of the cafe. Some girl had spilled coffee on her clothes and gotten scalded, it seemed. While the staff were cleaning up the mess and tending to her, Jun removed her jacket and headed over.
"If it helps, Princess, you can have my jacket to cover the stains." She offered, bowing slightly with a charming smile, her Casanova mode engaged. "I hate to see such beauty marred by a mere stain. I would offer more had I anything else to give."
With words that might have belonged to the Drama Club rehearsing their plays, Jun passed along a jacket and returned to her table. As she passed by her stalkers at their own table, she offered a smirk and a condescending glare that seemed to taunt them about their lack of game.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Photo Finish Finale! F2
3/5/2015 Sunday
With the chance Noboru had given them, the party laid into the Mantis with all they had, it's blades broke, it's shell cracked and shattered, and it's entire body lit aflame. It stood no chance once it was caught. After some moments it shrieked in agony, before turning back into shadowy dust.
"Good work! The way should be clear now", and it was so. The party agreed to keep moving, and they moved onto an area filled with portraits, or rather, a straight hallway upstairs. The entire path also looked a little like a runway... As they stepped through, the party could hear a voice.
"Take this for good luck, with it, I'm sure you'll pass the audition! ... I'm proud of you...", after the 'I'm proud of you', there was an inaudible mumble, like a name... In any case, they would find out who it was they are rescuing at the end of this.
"This is... This is to the final floor",
"Understood, entering now", the party wasn't going to stop. As they ascended the stairs, they were met with a new sight. Rui facepalmed himself as he recognized who it was in the center of this camera-filled room. It was that girl, Chiaki, and now he remembers where he saw her before that, she was a model and he'd seen her a few times in magazines. But it looked like something was going down between Chiaki and... Another Chiaki? Likely her Shadow.</s>
<|message|>Chiaki Nettu
Photo Finish Finale!
The Final Floor
The party had arrived, they were just in time for the grand finale. A girl turned around to greet them all, that girl was Chiaki...?
With a happy smile she waved to them all, rather happily.
"Oh good gracious me! Ya'll all came to save me?! Quick! That evil beastie that tried to capture me is restoring is pow'as in that bulb right there! Ya'll better kill it while its vulnerable right!? C'mon, make it quick! Then lets all get outta this wretched place, hehehe!" She pointed at a glass bulb like object. It seemed as if somebody was inside. It wasn't exactly clear who though.
The party looked hesitant.
She started to tap her foot with impatience.
"Come ooooooooon! I don't have all day!"
She rolled her eyes and began to sing.
"Hanging, beheading, firing squad, boiling, drowning, electrocution,
burning, live burial, poison, stoning, sawing, or crucifixion,
just pick the one you like. ♪
As long as you hurry it and execute that li'l' wretch. It can't be that hard, just use your fancy pants powers and hop to it already."</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Yoshida Book Cafe || May 3 SUN
Raising her gaze towards the blond teen from her stained skirt, Shizuka waved her free hand in a negative gesture to his apologetic offer for replacing her dress. "I-It's alright, there is no need to. I-I can easily replace the skirt area since I sewed this dress myself." While she soaked the tissues onto the excess, dripping coffee to prevent further damage, she directed her arm towards the counter with the sink. "Um... It might just be a bit of a singe, but please help yourself to the sink ahead. O-Oh, of course, I'll inspect it in a more private setting later, perhaps a nearby bathroom." Slightly embarrassed from the other's equally flustered suggestion, the female student quickly turned her gaze back to cleaning up her own mess.
Before too long, Alexei, Toma and a girl she knew not of, who Shizuka felt would have looked great cosplaying as a male approached with objects to offer help to the raven haired girl. A talcum powder, towel and bucket filled with water, and a jacket. Bowing and thanking each one with a grateful, "T-Thank you for your kindness!", Shizuka cleaned up the coffee stain on her dress as much as she could with the towel and water from bucket, covering the affected area with the talcum powder, and tying the jacket around her waist to hide the light stain. Dealing with her possible burn on her thighs can be done later, maybe buying an ointment to help with burns at the pharmacy later was a good idea.
After the clean up of the mess, Shizuka started to tear a little at how generous these strangers were, rubbing her hand at her hidden eyes. It might be the second time that Alexei may have given her assistance but the other two were total strangers, one of whom even offered her own jacket to hide the stain. Sato might have caused the little accident but he seemed genuinely concerned and apologetic, in contrast to the indifferent girls back at the Golden Week sale. She might have been a little too emotional but her feeling of appreciation was there as she turned herself towards the individuals who showed her kindness. "I-I'm truly grateful for what you've done for me, I-I hope to return them in kind if I may."
The teen wasn't sure how she could do so, maybe pay for their bill or book purchase? Whatever it may be, it was up to them if they wanted to take up on her offer while Shizuka waited, beaming a gentle smile.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov | Yoshida Book Cafe | May 3, Sunday
Alexei shook his head at her words and dismissed them with a strained smile. "There is no need to return anything, it was no favor. Just genuine concern, should you need help in future don't hesitate to ask." he said gently before leaving the table to give them more space. The rice would have cooked till now, he checked on them and then put the seaweed on boil. It was time to cut the fish which had been kept deboned and cleanly.
Sharpening two knives against each other like some restaurant chef, he quickly and expertly began slicing the fish as rice were transferred into a pot of vinegar.
Meanwhile, a new customer had walked in and Elena had noticed him.Just then the guy she was waiting on decided to throw the onus on her, her eyebrows twitched at the response but she displayed no emotion on her glass face before smiling a bit with a nod of agreement. He was probably like those people who couldn't decide on one thing. Watching videos over the internet and practicing in the club she was in, Elena had a fair idea of Latte art, she thought that maybe that would be a good surprise for the male.
She sauntered over to the new boy and asked politely in her honey sweet voice.
"What would you like to order, sir?"</s>
<|message|>Masahide Saji
Yoshida Book Café
3/5/15
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Raising a brow curiously at the girl's lack of response, Masa would merely match the nod as his attention returned to the event transpiring within the café. It was rather entertaining, seeing the unfamiliar faces go about their routine as they were. Though near the same age as himself, their actions felt foreign to him. How was it they had time to enjoy themselves in such a manner? Even one of them held a job here, and he was not as ragged and worn as Masahide was- even now. Despite how hard he tried to wrap his head around it, nothing made sense to the young man. With an annoyed sigh, he'd shift in his seat- his eyes idly scanning over the other patrons.
It was then that he noticed something... The one who had called her Shizuka had several others attending to her. Why, he wasn't exactly sure, but all he could is chuckle under his breath. Still, his attention gravitated to the male from earlier, the one currently attending the others. Despite his calm and collected nature, Masa couldn't help but feel compelled to provide assistance. But how? And in what way? Seeming agitated at first, an idea came to mind... Subtle though it was, he would help. Standing from his seat, he'd reach down into the pockets of his pants as he withdrew his wallet, stepping up to the counter, he'd idly lean against it as he began taking stock of the place around him.
Of course, this wasn't his true intention, as he lifted from his position. As he turned to make his way to the exit, one would be able to see some 5,000 yen upon the counter. He'd taken care to place a small coin over the bill(s) to keep it in place, finding himself walking past the scene from earlier. Idly he'd pat the red haired waiter on the shoulder, his gaze falling to Shizuka. He seemed oblivious of the events that had transpired, having zoned out shortly before everything happened. As such, he'd offer a polite bow of his head, uttering "It was nice to see you again," before heading towards the door.
As he approached the door and the new comer who had entered, he'd take a moment to address the one who had taken his order earlier, "Scratch that order. I'm going to be heading out," and with that, he'd make his way to the door and began his trek away.</s>
| <|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Yoshida Book Cafe
Sunday, May 3rd, 2015
==~==
Mako jumped slightly at the voice that sounded near him, as he was quite clearly ignoring his own edict to mind his own business. He turned to see a waitress, patiently waiting for his order. He paused as his brain rebooted, then started slightly as he came to his senses.
"Oh! Uh..." He paused again, momentarily, as he thought about his order. "Um, I'll take an Americano, if you've can. Maybe a cortado...? No, yeah, the Americano sounds more my taste today." He paused again, glancing over at the group gathered around the suspiciously-familiar girl.
"Er... do you think... they need help with anything? I feel kinda callous for being the only one not going over there to lend some assistance. Then again, looks like they have enough people, I'd probably just be crowding them..." He turned back to the waitress. "What do you think?"</s> |
<|description|>Mako Moritomi
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: I make this look good.
Somewhat short, slim, wiry, but with good muscle tone for someone his size. Shaggy dark brown hair, shoulder length, tied back in a messy ponytail. Wears glasses over blue eyes. Angular features, has a faint tired look to his eyes on occasion. Despite everything else on him being somewhat disordered, always wears his uniform immaculately. Sometimes seen with his hands wrapped, as though for sparring, for no immediately apparent reason.
Arcana: Moon
Personality: A man of extremes- has an unusual tendency to swing quickly from calm and erudite to loud and bombastic, favoring the latter, though he always seems to be happy for some reason. He has an unquenchable thirst for life- he loves seeking out new experiences and new ways to entertain himself as the days go along.
He throws himself into life with an unmatched passion, though he's no fool- he never takes any unnecessary risks, if he can help it. In short, on the surface he seems to be ruled by his passions in many ways, but by paying attention, one can notice a keen intellect lurking beneath the surface.
Equipment/Skills: Skilled martial artist, keen strategist, though the latter trait is sometimes undercut by Mako's commitment to spectacle. Quick and light on his feet, agile. Generally keeps sports tape/handwraps on hand, "just in case."
Uses a length of chain and a hatchet as weapons while fighting Shadows.
Background: Information on Mako's history is rather sparse for as long as he's lived in Warakuma. All anyone knows for sure is that one day Mako and his father arrived in Warakuma, with barely anything to their names except what fit into their car. Mako turned out to be only slightly more forthcoming than his father, saying the two of them left Tokyo after his parents split up. Being the small town that it was, rumors abounded regarding the mysterious origins of the man and his son, though nothing was ever confirmed in any concrete manner. Eventually, as the pair of outsiders settled in, the rumors died away, and the two were gradually accepted as simply another landmark of Warakuma.
Nowadays, most of the talk concerning the Moritomis falls on Mako's somewhat lamentable reputation as somewhat of a prankster. Though the ghost of a question will always remain, about just how the duo came to be in their sleepy little town, of all places...
Persona: Israfil
Appearance: Israfil
Abilities:
* Debilitate- Decreases 1 foe's Attack, Defense and Hit/Evasion rates for 3 turns.
* Agidyne- Deals heavy Fire damage to 1 foe
* Bufudyne- Deals heavy Ice damage to 1 foe
* Spirit Drain- Drains a small amount of SP from 1 foe</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Yoshida Book Cafe || May 3 SUN
Even if Shizuka had offered to return their generosity, the other party kindly rejected her offer in their own way. While feeling a tinge of guilt for not being able to offer something to show her appreciation as of the moment, she felt blessed for encountering such concerned strangers and acquaintances. Before parting her lips to reply, she was caught off guard from the pushing back of hair, the raven haired girl flinched, thinking the other lady was about to uncover her hidden hazel eyes. Once the blonde uttered something a flirty, male shoujo character would say, her eyes behind the dark fringe sparkled and heat ran up her cheeks. Vibrant flowers bloomed in the background as a bright peach aura emanated around the two, or at least it did in the otaku girl's eyes.
"I-I would be de-delighted to...!", the shy maiden stammered in a quiet, embarrassed tone with her gaze lowered towards the ground. As the lady left back to her table, leaving Shizuka to her own, both hands hid her face as she shook her head to clear out her shoujo thoughts. 'S-She's another lady, I-I shouldn't feel flustered by this! Besides, I-I'm not comfortable with the shoujo ai genre...' After calming herself down from the little incident, she thanked the two who had helped her once more when Masahide passes by with a short farewell. Bowing her own head to return the gesture, she replied with a beam, "It was nice to see you as well, Saji-senpai. I do hope we will be seeing each other when classes resume."
Seeing as damage control had been taken care of, the female student decided that buying a burn ointment at the pharmacy should be her next move. "Um... I shall be taking my leave now, Hashimoto-san. Do take care of your finger burns as well, it could cause a hindrance to your daily activities. Fa-Farewell for now." Another bow of her head as a good bye. Bringing her paper bag of manga in her arm and the books and magazines she brought out of their shelves in the other arm, Shizuka approached the counter and dropped the borrowed items on the counter to be returned and money enough to pay for her milk tea with extra tip. While making her way out of the cafe, she sincerely bowed towards her new and old acquaintances, noticed Mako as she passed, before leaving the cafe.
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Leaving the public bathroom in Shinza Shopping Square after her little treatment of the slight burn on her thighs, she wandered aimlessly with glances left to right to check out the shops she may not have known the existence of before, like the book cafe. A message tone from her phone caught her attention, to which she instinctively reached into her purse and flipped the mobile phone open. Oh, a message from Nozomi, one of her close friends and classmate. A soft giggle escaped her lips as she read its contents.
Subj: Golden Week ends today ε-(ーдー)
Message: I can't believe it's already Sunday! How did you spend the rest of your weekend, Shizuka-chan? I hope you haven't been slacking off too much, but knowing you, I have high hopes! Unlike Rinko-chan, she says she hasn't done any of her hw yet... (;￢_￢) It's such a bummer that the week went on by quickly but at least I'll get to see senpai at school again! ♥ Anyway, we can talk more about how our weekend went tom after class!
-Nozomi</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Yoshida Book Cafe'
Ayano's suspicion proved to be true as her eyes met with the little delinquent she and Chiaki had met earlier in the Inn. She waved and gave a gentle smile to her before returning to her book. Even if her inner conscious was deciding against it, another part of Ayano thought that there was nothing left to lose and she might as well TRY to converse with her, maybe get to know her a little? It was definitely better than moping around and doing absolutely nothing. Drinking the last bits of her coffee, Ayano gulped it all down before approaching Jun.
Once she was within her distance Ayano could feel herself tense up, and without Chiaki with her it felt worse. She gathered all the little fragments of courage inside of her and decided to break the ice. "J...J-Jun, right?" She sighed deeply and tried to avoid the gaze of the other, feeling more than just intimidated by her presence. "You...Wouldn't happen to know where Chiaki is, do you?"</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Photo Finish Finale! - Studio Floor
3/5/2015 Sunday
TRACK: Time for True Revelation
"AAAAUUUGGGGHHH!", a scream of a mixture of pain and anger followed everyone's combined attacks as she fulfilled Noboru's taunt with a swift strike from her vines. She immediately followed up by spreading her vines all over the field, ensnaring as much of the party as possible. Noboru was pinned down immediately, and Leiko and Matthew are snared only up the feet, while Rui managed to avoid being immobilized thanks to Sukukaja, but still took damage due to the wide area effect. With most of the party reeling back and stopped from moving, she proceeded to charge up.
"Aaaahahahahahahaha!", although following this, Megumi had seemed to notice an immediate change.
"She-she's recovering! But... She's rather vulnerable though, she can't attack, the vines are taking in energy from the area", so it was draining not just the map, but also whoever was caught. Noboru being stuck under the most of it, was taking the worst.
Rui couldn't possible do enough damage on his own, being the one who is free to move though, had to do something.
"Chiaki, I don't really get your struggle, but whatever burden you have...", he began, summoning Askr.
"You can let us carry it too. I'm sure Noboru here would be more than happy to as well", there was no way the shadow could attack back, so it all came down to how quickly he can sever the now completely exposed vines, and with a little bit of Sukukaja left, he can do it. As he ran through the front line, Askr darted around the sides, as the both of them slashed wildly, severing as many vines as possible. As he was cutting them up, the vines were weakening over Noboru and the rest of the party, freeing them. Once he severed most of them the Shadow began to scream until finally it lopped over, only responding slightly. It was time for an All Out Attack.
"Ya'll ready for a smackdown?"
X - No
O - Yes
>O - Yes
The party collided brutally against the Shadow, covering her in a dust cloud as they smacked down on the Shadow repeatedly and at whatever they could reach, before dispersing and letting the Shadow shrink and turn back into a more familiar figure, if not completely defeated. The rest was up to Chiaki.</s>
<|message|>Chiaki Nettu
Photo Finish Finale!
The Final Floor
The monstrosity had slumped over. Its size shrinking back to the bare beast that resembled Chiaki. It may seem like the hardest part was over, but for Chiaki, the real battle had begun. She had to accept this shadow as herself. Begrudgingly she walked towards it. It looked up at her as if all of the pain was some sort of sweet pleasure to itself. Chiaki took a deep breath. "I don't really know any of you, and none of you know the real me either. None of you can understand what I'm going through... but if you'll let me, I'd like to lean on each of you as pillars of strength..."
Bending down she put her hand on her shadow.
"I'm done with being fake. I'll wear my scars of the past and keep moving forward, reaching the potential... The potential Nana always wanted me to... The feelings you expressed to everyone, the bent up bride and sorrow I'm holding against the world. I'll accept it and show everyone just how damn amazing I am! I'll prove it to them all! All of them and... And my Nana!"
The shadow giggled. It began to phase away after mumbling some only a few people possibly heard.
"Don't forget to confess to Nobo-" "OMG!"
The shadow began to dissipate and the black fiery aura flickered into a calmer blue light. A card floated down towards her hands, it broke into pieces and a fearsome warrior began to float above in front of her. "Persona".
After a few awe inspiring moments, it faded away and enveloped Chiaki in its light.
"I'm sorry for all the pain I caused you all, quite literally. From the bottom of my heart, I have to thank.." Before she could finish, Chiaki stumbled and collapsed, quickly being caught by a certain individual.</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-Photo Finish Finale!
The vines were clamping down on Noboru and he could barely breathe. He was barely able to mutter a 'f..fuckin hell' and that was pushing the envelope on what he could do. He felt himself blacking out, not able to move. Was this where it ended? No. The vines were either shredded or retracting. They went in for an all out attack, taking it down. Noboru huffed and puffed, so tired. He felt weak, finding it hard to stand.
Chiaki stepped up to accept her shadow, and she started talking. The last part of her speech struck a chord with him. He had found himself in a similar situation, and the chord rung deep in him. He missed what the shadow had to say before it disappeared, too busy in his thought. When she started to fall, Noboru acted on instinct, catching her and holding her in an awkward hold, her body vertical to his. Noboru spoke to Rui.
"So uh, what now?"</s>
| <|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Yoshida Book Cafe
Sunday, May 3rd, 2015
==~==
Mako was about to answer in the affirmative to having his coffee as soon as possible, but he stopped as he noticed the suspiciously-familiar girl walking away from Sato's table, leaving it conspicuously... empty, for now. An opportunity, perhaps? Mako's brows knit in consternation as he considered the propriety of what it was he was considering doing. True, there was an open seat, but it was rather improper to simply walk over and invite yourself to sit down, much less when you barely knew the person in question, and EVEN LESS considering the subject matter of what it was he wanted to talk about. Truly, it would be better for everyone if he simply saved this conversation for a later date, when it wouldn't be so--
"Er, I'll take them both at the same time, thanks- I have something I need to take care of first, excuse me." He began to stand up, his face impassive, which was impressive considering the turmoil he'd just flung his mental state into.
What the hell am I doing?? He straightened out his jacket, attempted to swallow his nervousness (Why exactly am I nervous...?), gave a brisk nod to the waitress serving him, then took the few quick steps over to Sato's table.
"Sato Hashimoto, yeah?" he said, his voice wavering slightly. "You remember me? Mako Moritomi? I was just..." What was he doing, exactly...? He swallowed again. "Just concerned about how you were holding up. After that... the thing. That one day. Last week...?" He paused again before continuing.
"Just... letting you know that, if you need to talk about it or anything, I'd be happy to just listen."
What the fuck am I saying??</s> |
<|description|>Mako Moritomi
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: I make this look good.
Somewhat short, slim, wiry, but with good muscle tone for someone his size. Shaggy dark brown hair, shoulder length, tied back in a messy ponytail. Wears glasses over blue eyes. Angular features, has a faint tired look to his eyes on occasion. Despite everything else on him being somewhat disordered, always wears his uniform immaculately. Sometimes seen with his hands wrapped, as though for sparring, for no immediately apparent reason.
Arcana: Moon
Personality: A man of extremes- has an unusual tendency to swing quickly from calm and erudite to loud and bombastic, favoring the latter, though he always seems to be happy for some reason. He has an unquenchable thirst for life- he loves seeking out new experiences and new ways to entertain himself as the days go along.
He throws himself into life with an unmatched passion, though he's no fool- he never takes any unnecessary risks, if he can help it. In short, on the surface he seems to be ruled by his passions in many ways, but by paying attention, one can notice a keen intellect lurking beneath the surface.
Equipment/Skills: Skilled martial artist, keen strategist, though the latter trait is sometimes undercut by Mako's commitment to spectacle. Quick and light on his feet, agile. Generally keeps sports tape/handwraps on hand, "just in case."
Uses a length of chain and a hatchet as weapons while fighting Shadows.
Background: Information on Mako's history is rather sparse for as long as he's lived in Warakuma. All anyone knows for sure is that one day Mako and his father arrived in Warakuma, with barely anything to their names except what fit into their car. Mako turned out to be only slightly more forthcoming than his father, saying the two of them left Tokyo after his parents split up. Being the small town that it was, rumors abounded regarding the mysterious origins of the man and his son, though nothing was ever confirmed in any concrete manner. Eventually, as the pair of outsiders settled in, the rumors died away, and the two were gradually accepted as simply another landmark of Warakuma.
Nowadays, most of the talk concerning the Moritomis falls on Mako's somewhat lamentable reputation as somewhat of a prankster. Though the ghost of a question will always remain, about just how the duo came to be in their sleepy little town, of all places...
Persona: Israfil
Appearance: Israfil
Abilities:
* Debilitate- Decreases 1 foe's Attack, Defense and Hit/Evasion rates for 3 turns.
* Agidyne- Deals heavy Fire damage to 1 foe
* Bufudyne- Deals heavy Ice damage to 1 foe
* Spirit Drain- Drains a small amount of SP from 1 foe</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov - Warakuma High School - June 1st
His entire search last night had returned nothing, something that aggravated him a lot. After a long time had he felt so helpless. He couldn't shake off that feeling even as he had returned home last evening. He had seen his sister's concerned expression but chose to ignore it, instead cooking her a hearty meal and putting her to sleep early.
He had been awake from 3.00 AM, the unease having become a lot more now. The bullies and the Yakuza was something he could deal with but this situation was turning out to me a lot more grave than expected and he feared for his sister's safety. The first thing he did was to reconfigure the speed dial on her phone and make it accessible. He then proceeded to check how the entire process would work and hoped that wherever she may end up, the lord gives him enough strength to reach her in time.
After the uncommon exercise he got into his routing of readying the clothes and making the lunches. He'd begin his search after school today.
--
The school day dragged on slowly as he heard some idle chatter of the return of the two kidnapped. He eavesdropped to confirm the identities and was a bit relieved that Kotori-chan was alright. That meant that his plans after-school changed a bit. He waited eagerly for the day to finish and was among the first to leave his class as soon as the bell rang.
He went into the flowerstore near the school and got a bunch of flowers. He wasn't much impressed by the arrangement but he reflected on the chat he once had with Kotori and believed that it was the thought that counted. He made his way to the hospital.
--
Warakuma Hospital
Alexei stepped inside the hospital aiming to go towards the reception as he caught sight of a familiar face behind the desk. The elegant, Ms. Mizuno greeted him with a warm and gentle smile. Through his countless visits since is arrival, he had got to know Ms. Mizuno a little. Much like her mother she had been a young widow but being close to a supportive and helping family she had rebounded much well than his mother.
"How are you, Alexei?" came her gentle greeting.
"I am fine, Mizuno-san. How have you been? It's odd to see you at this time?" he asked.
"Ah! I'm fine. Mitsuhara-san isn't feeling too well today so I'm filling in for her. How has your mother been? I hear that the procedures have been going well." she asked.
"She's been a lot better after a long time. Thanks entirely due to the effort you all have put into it. We are genuinely grateful." he said with a bow.
"Don't be silly, young man. It is our duty." she said with a smile, standing to pat his cheek.
"Well then I must say that you have been doing that duty steadfastly. But I'm here to meet a friend. Do you know if Shirohane kotori is admitted here?" he inquired.
"Yes! yes, she has been. She has had quite a few visitors today. Come I'll walk you to her room." she offered.
"Thanks, Mizuno-san." he bowed again.
--
As they reached her room making small-talk. Alexei sensed that she already had company. He looked at Ms. Mizuno who gave him a knowing smile.
"Come on, go in. The boy who came earlier is inside, I think. He himself didn't look too well. Your friend certainly made you all very worried it seems."
Alexei nodded and knocked on the door. Before waiting for a moment and going inside.
"Hello Kotori-chan! How are you?" he asked in a low grumble, the flowers held in front of him. It was a little bouquet of peonies and Yarrow meant to symbolize good health and recuperation.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Recreational Center || May 31 SUN: Morning
As the upperclassman dozed off on the bench, a worried expression visibly appeared upon the younger maiden's features. Ever since her first meeting with the male, she had known of his tendency to over exhaust himself to his limits. Now that she took a closer inspection upon his sleeping face, the signs of exhaustion when Shizuka had first encountered him were still there. Seeing them made the underclassman frown slightly, being concerned over Masa's treatment of himself once again. "Saji-san... Do please look after senpai, it seems he had been overworking himself again," Shizuka pleaded out of concern for her acquaintance.
Once the other two listed places the Saji's could hope to unwind themselves at, the raven haired girl merely nodded at the suggestions she thought were appropriate for them. But as Elena mentioned the cosplay cafe, Shizuka twitched ever so slightly that no one would have been able to see unless they were staring at the girl. Speaking of which, upon taking a quick glance at her wristwatch, she noticed that it was about time she got going to work. Before she decided to take off, her gaze turned to Elena once more, "Actually yes, I've just gone swimming but I did notice the temperature of the water to be a little off from the usual one. Hopefully Dragunov-senpai may be able to help." Shizuka flashed a soft smile before bowing towards them and bidding them farewell. "I apologize for leaving so soon but I must take my leave for my shift at my work. It was delightful to see you all, a pleasant day to you." Once she had announced them of her, she left the premises.
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Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Hospital || June 1 MON: After School
With just three knocks upon the door to the room of the bespectacled girl, it was suddenly opened without awaiting any response as a voice called over upon entry, "Kotoriii! The Agriculture club is here!" Another voice familiar to the patient was heard from behind the enthusiastic male voice, "Ha-Ha-Harvester-senpai, w-we shouldn't just barge into pe-people's rooms like this-- Oh." Taking a glance around the room with the upperclassman, it seems there were already 2 visitors in the room, whom of which were also the freshman's acquaintances.
Feeling that having too many visitors may disturb Kotori's rest, Shizuka spoke up, "Um... This may not be a good time, let us come back later or at a more suitable time, Harvester-senpai. So-Sorry to have disturbed you, Shirohane-senpai, but we got you something." Before turning to leave, the younger student rested the basket of fruits upon a table in the room before bowing for farewell.
"But we just got here, Shizu! Though if we really hafta leave, then we'll come back again for sure, Kotori. Hope ya enjoy the fruits!" After flashing his signature bright smile, he waved his hand good bye towards the girl and Alexei, who he was also familiar with.
Fearing that the other upperclassman who was also heard to be hospitalized may also be entertaining his own set of visitors, Shizuka handed over the other basket of fruits to be brought to the room of Sato Hashimoto upon their next check up on him.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma High - After School
3/6/2015 Wednesday
The next day started and sure enough Sato and Kotori were at school again. It seems some people knew they went missing, likely from their parents, who were likely gossipers. He saw a lot of visitors come after he left Kotori's ward in the hospital the other day, with all that's happened, he knew this was a good turnout for her. In any case, the school day ended fairly normally, just a few students who failed were called out to retake their exams later in the week. Rui who scored well didn't need to. It was a Wednesday, so Kendo and Kyuudo were both on. He saw Kami earlier today, and he said he would be out looking for more clues.
He was trying to leave his schedule open in case Kotori and Sato wanted to ask him about the whole shadows affair. To be honest he didn't know much about it, and when he thought about it he couldn't find a meaning beyond just helping people, because that was the right thing to do. Then again, everyone was becoming steady friends, but he couldn't feel that vibe with Kazuki and his group... Except for Megumi, but she was the only one actively being open with everyone.
"Oh well whatever...", when was summer holidays... A month and a half from now... Well, this month was going to be a long one, he thought to himself, as he headed to the club building. Maybe he should go Kyuudo again, since he hadn't shown up there in ages.</s>
| <|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Warakuma Hospital
Monday, June 1, 2015
Mako walked hesitantly into the ward of the hospital where Sato was currently resting. He didn't really know what he was doing here, to be honest. Maybe he should just go home? ...No. It was time to stop being stupid. A mishap at a cosplay cafe- one that Mako himself had no hand in- should not be enough to make the two young men hate each other needlessly. Or at least be stupidly awkward at each other (though that was mostly on Mako's part). If they couldn't come out of this situation as friends, at least maybe they could come out of this genially enough to not cringe away from each other in the halls at school. That would not do at all.
He finally came to the room where the nurse told him the upperclassman was staying until tomorrow, his heart almost beating out of his chest. He rolled his eyes at his nervousness, or whatever this was.
No reason to be so antsy, Mako. It's just talk. With another guy. Whom you're strangely obsessed with.
...Just open the fucking door.
Rather than follow his brain's rather blunt suggestion, he knocked politely on the door before entering. He put on what he hoped was his most winning smile, and walked fully into the room. There was a nervous beat of silence as Mako noted that, yes, Sato was still here, before he steeled himself and launched into what he hoped wasn't going to be a big ball of awkward.
"Uh... hey."
Great start, Moritomi. He paused again, then went on.
"Missed you at drama practice. Such as it was- we haven't really been doing much, to be honest. I'm glad to see you're all right, though."
No response. Might be a good sign.
"So, uh... look. I feel like we've gotten off on the wrong foot with each other, what with the... that thing I told you I wouldn't talk about anymore. And all of that seems like a really stupid reason for us to act so stupid toward each other, yeah? So... what say we start over? Be friends, maybe? Then I can give you a chance to hate me for more legitimate reasons."
He laughed weakly at his lame joke, before stopping and staring at his feet. Curse his cheeks, they were already going red, he could feel it.
"So. You think about that, and... I'll see you at school?" And curse his voice for sounding so annoyingly hopeful.
And here I was thinking I wouldn't fuck this up...</s> |
<|description|>Mako Moritomi
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: I make this look good.
Somewhat short, slim, wiry, but with good muscle tone for someone his size. Shaggy dark brown hair, shoulder length, tied back in a messy ponytail. Wears glasses over blue eyes. Angular features, has a faint tired look to his eyes on occasion. Despite everything else on him being somewhat disordered, always wears his uniform immaculately. Sometimes seen with his hands wrapped, as though for sparring, for no immediately apparent reason.
Arcana: Moon
Personality: A man of extremes- has an unusual tendency to swing quickly from calm and erudite to loud and bombastic, favoring the latter, though he always seems to be happy for some reason. He has an unquenchable thirst for life- he loves seeking out new experiences and new ways to entertain himself as the days go along.
He throws himself into life with an unmatched passion, though he's no fool- he never takes any unnecessary risks, if he can help it. In short, on the surface he seems to be ruled by his passions in many ways, but by paying attention, one can notice a keen intellect lurking beneath the surface.
Equipment/Skills: Skilled martial artist, keen strategist, though the latter trait is sometimes undercut by Mako's commitment to spectacle. Quick and light on his feet, agile. Generally keeps sports tape/handwraps on hand, "just in case."
Uses a length of chain and a hatchet as weapons while fighting Shadows.
Background: Information on Mako's history is rather sparse for as long as he's lived in Warakuma. All anyone knows for sure is that one day Mako and his father arrived in Warakuma, with barely anything to their names except what fit into their car. Mako turned out to be only slightly more forthcoming than his father, saying the two of them left Tokyo after his parents split up. Being the small town that it was, rumors abounded regarding the mysterious origins of the man and his son, though nothing was ever confirmed in any concrete manner. Eventually, as the pair of outsiders settled in, the rumors died away, and the two were gradually accepted as simply another landmark of Warakuma.
Nowadays, most of the talk concerning the Moritomis falls on Mako's somewhat lamentable reputation as somewhat of a prankster. Though the ghost of a question will always remain, about just how the duo came to be in their sleepy little town, of all places...
Persona: Israfil
Appearance: Israfil
Abilities:
* Debilitate- Decreases 1 foe's Attack, Defense and Hit/Evasion rates for 3 turns.
* Agidyne- Deals heavy Fire damage to 1 foe
* Bufudyne- Deals heavy Ice damage to 1 foe
* Spirit Drain- Drains a small amount of SP from 1 foe</s>
<|message|>Masahide Saji
Masahide Saji
Pastry Shop
9/13/15 - Afterschool
Masa merely smiled at her response, falling silent for a moment as his gaze shifted slightly downwards. Mulling over her words for a moment, he'd begin to wonder about the truth to her words. Sure enough, no one aside from his family ever stopped to check on him, no one ever asked or was concerned about his well being. How long had this cycle been going on? Shaking his head free from the thoughts for a moment, he'd return his gaze to her, continuing a casual conversation all the while pouring over his thoughts from a moment before. The meeting came to a close, Masa bowing politely as Shizuka left. Sitting down to his empty cup, he'd withdraw his phone as he flipped it open once more. He continued to stare at his phone for just a minute longer before dialing something in.
Yeah... Sorry. Just not very used to having others to count on. His message to his cousin sent, and his gaze now staring out of the shop; and his mind lost in his own thoughts. Masahide was never a very introspective person... But now he actually stopped to think about it all.
Masahide Saji
Warakuma Interior
9/14/15
"So, how's things since I left?" Yamato asked tentatively, his voice resounding from Masa's cellphone as the dark haired male traversed the city streets. Having blown off several requests, Masa had decided to take the evening off to just relax for the first time in awhile. The city streets didn't seem to have much to mention, just scattered people walking to their venues all seeming to be distracted just as Masa was. Still, he took no notice beyond that as his attention was focused upon his cousin.
"Going alright. Taking the day off, probably going to hit a shop I was introduced to." Masa replied, scanning the streets for the familiar sign.
"Introduced to? You actually went out with someone?" The shock in Yamato's voice was hard to miss, "So how sick were you?"
"Wasn't. A friend of mine wanted to show me." Masa retorted, a faint smirk forming on his lips.
"I see. Which one? The dark haired girl, or the fidgety guy with the glasses?"
"Her name is Shizuka. But yes, her."
A devious chuckle resounded from the other end of the conversation, "So your first date."
Masa rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Not exactly. Had a blow out in the park, guess she wanted to lighten the mood."
"Yeah? What about?"
"... Don't worry about it." Yamato could be heard sighing on the other side, but didn't seem to want to push the issue. The back and forth continued for some time, Masa just wasting time as he roamed his city.</s>
<|message|>Ayano Wakahisa
Ayano Wakahisa: Crypt of Hopes and Dreams
13/6/2015, Saturday
It wasn't long before the giant fell with the combined efforts of the team, Ayano was glad and sighed with relief. All that was left now was for Alexei to accept his true feelings. Watching the scene unfold, the girl is reminded of her own experiences and silently cheered on Alexei, if all of the others could accept themselves, then he should too! Suddenly, a familiar blue light began to envelop itself around him and a smile formed on Ayano's lips, thankfully he was able to realize that he and the shadow were but one being and the monster from earlier transformed into a new source of power.
There was a brief pause and Ayano was half expecting Alexei to fall down and faint like she did but that never happened, which struck her as odd. Another that struck her odd was the fact that there was another person in the dungeon, Alexei's sister. She scratched her head, it seemed like their little expedition wasn't over just yet. The party raged on, the dungeon becoming dull and bland as they advanced and Alexei had certainly gotten the hang of using his persona in just a short while. Finally, they reached the end point of the dungeon, a feeling of uneasiness coursed throughout Ayano's body...What was waiting behind this door? Some kind of super boss that you always encounter at the last minute? And if it was Alexei's sister, whose to say she doesn't have a shadow of her own? The thoughts just made her shudder but the party moved on regardless and what greeted them was something unexpected, to say the least.
Ayano Wakahisa: Crypt of Hopes and Dreams - Empress' Tomb
13/6/2015, Saturday
With what little information they knew about the cultists, Ayano was just in a state of shock and awe...These are the guys that were responsible for kidnapping all of them? But, they looked just like your Average Joe's...Were these really the ones behind all of the terror surrounding Warakuma? She couldn't believe the feed she was receiving on her screen, the other's were just as shocked as she was, if not disappointed. One of them ordered to stay put but Alexei rushed recklessly to save his sister but Ayano's attention shifted focus to a disgruntled voice in the same room, it was another cultist, his voice shaky and looking like he was about to convulse. With an agonized cry, the man fell to the ground and what erupted was a shadow?!
"What the?"
The thing charged at them but was quickly struck down by Alexei and the other cultist and Alexei's Sister fell to their knees. Ayano blinked once and twice, looking at her screen and trying to process the events that just transpired but nothing made sense anymore...
Ayano Wakahisa: Abandoned Warehouse
13/6/2015, Saturday
The two cultists from earlier were escorted to the authorities by Rui and Kami, and Alexei's sister was delivered to the hospital. After a brief moment of respite, the two returned to report that Alexei stayed in the hospital as well, collapsing from the exhaustion as well. With the formalities over the group began to discuss what the hell just happened earlier in the dungeon. Sure, this was a huge step forward for the team in terms of investigating the cult but all it did was just raise more questions...
What were these cults after? What is their real motive for kidnapping them? Is it some sort of philosophical or religious quest about teaching people to look inside of themselves and accept that they truly are monsters inside and learning to overcome this? All of it was just too much to handle, thinking about it more just caused Ayano's head to hurt. The day concluded with Kami telling everyone to go rest and Ayano couldn't be more glad to hear that. Still, it wasn't bad for the first day on the job.</s>
| <|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Warakuma Hospital
Sunday, June 14, 2015
==~==
Mako paced around the hallways of the hospital, trying to work out his next order of business. He'd finally established that he needed a broader perspective on his hunch, which was why he was here- he needed to find out who else was involved in this business of saving the kidnap victims, if indeed it was as organized as he assumed it to be. Without enough evidence, Sato- and anyone else whose involvement he'd uncovered- could just dodge his questioning all day long. Which would be a downer, to say the least.
If this really is the destiny that that Blue Lady keeps talking about... if I'm meant to help save these victims, then I need to prove I can handle it, first. And therein lay the real reason he'd been pursuing this so doggedly. The slim hope that this was actually something to do with that dream he'd been having since he first got to Warakuma. The chance that he wasn't just incomprehensibly crazy, that there was actually something greater past all this dream fuckery. So, he waited. Thankfully, he didn't have to wait long. Shirohane-san, from his class, had just arrived at the latest victim's room. Dragunov was his name, Alexei Dragunov. She was carrying flowers. Without even noticing he was there, the girl opened the door and hurried inside.
After another short while, someone else arrived. Shinichi-san, from Drama Club. Mako raised an eyebrow, still watching the room as the boy went inside, greeting both the victim and Shirohane. Weird. So they knew each other, too? His interest was piqued, but he held it in check. He didn't know either of the victims well, nor their visitors. They could all be old friends with one another and there was no way for him to know. Still, it bothered him- Shirohane had also been a kidnap victim, abducted the same time as Sato. And speaking of Sato, hadn't he seen Shinichi at the hospital when he went to visit Sato?
Not enough to confirm out of hand, but... not enough to deny it, either. Mako crossed his arms, still thinking. He'd need a lot more information before he could prove he'd be of use to these people (if indeed, they were what he believed them to be).
But it was a start.</s> |
<|description|>Mako Moritomi
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: I make this look good.
Somewhat short, slim, wiry, but with good muscle tone for someone his size. Shaggy dark brown hair, shoulder length, tied back in a messy ponytail. Wears glasses over blue eyes. Angular features, has a faint tired look to his eyes on occasion. Despite everything else on him being somewhat disordered, always wears his uniform immaculately. Sometimes seen with his hands wrapped, as though for sparring, for no immediately apparent reason.
Arcana: Moon
Personality: A man of extremes- has an unusual tendency to swing quickly from calm and erudite to loud and bombastic, favoring the latter, though he always seems to be happy for some reason. He has an unquenchable thirst for life- he loves seeking out new experiences and new ways to entertain himself as the days go along.
He throws himself into life with an unmatched passion, though he's no fool- he never takes any unnecessary risks, if he can help it. In short, on the surface he seems to be ruled by his passions in many ways, but by paying attention, one can notice a keen intellect lurking beneath the surface.
Equipment/Skills: Skilled martial artist, keen strategist, though the latter trait is sometimes undercut by Mako's commitment to spectacle. Quick and light on his feet, agile. Generally keeps sports tape/handwraps on hand, "just in case."
Uses a length of chain and a hatchet as weapons while fighting Shadows.
Background: Information on Mako's history is rather sparse for as long as he's lived in Warakuma. All anyone knows for sure is that one day Mako and his father arrived in Warakuma, with barely anything to their names except what fit into their car. Mako turned out to be only slightly more forthcoming than his father, saying the two of them left Tokyo after his parents split up. Being the small town that it was, rumors abounded regarding the mysterious origins of the man and his son, though nothing was ever confirmed in any concrete manner. Eventually, as the pair of outsiders settled in, the rumors died away, and the two were gradually accepted as simply another landmark of Warakuma.
Nowadays, most of the talk concerning the Moritomis falls on Mako's somewhat lamentable reputation as somewhat of a prankster. Though the ghost of a question will always remain, about just how the duo came to be in their sleepy little town, of all places...
Persona: Israfil
Appearance: Israfil
Abilities:
* Debilitate- Decreases 1 foe's Attack, Defense and Hit/Evasion rates for 3 turns.
* Agidyne- Deals heavy Fire damage to 1 foe
* Bufudyne- Deals heavy Ice damage to 1 foe
* Spirit Drain- Drains a small amount of SP from 1 foe</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
???
6/7/2015 - Monday
@Vulkan
TRACK: Aria of the Soul
As their vision returned to them, they beheld a long dining room. The first thing they would notice is the decor, blue all over, in different tasteful shades and high class furnishings. Paintings along the wall depicting some rather specific events. In front of them on the table was a carving depicting a particular number and card, for Jun, it was "The Devil", while for Katsuro, it was "The Justice". As they looked down they noticed that their clothes were different too. Katsuro wore a simple suit under a dark blue hood with gold trimmings and a side cape, while Jun wore a three piece suit, fully done up in proper.
"Welcome, to the Velvet Room", they heard a voice, they looked to the end of the table to see a man with a long nose and wide, piercing eyes. It was certainly a strange person they were looking at.
"A place between mind and matter, dream, and reality. I, am Igor, only those who have signed a contract may enter this place, and it appears we've finally filled every seat at this table too", they looked around to the other seats. It was true, every other table had a silhouette sitting at it, but some of them were recognizable.
"And this is Henrietta, she will be helping you along your journey", he motioned to the long haired woman next to him.
"Now then... You have drawn, the Devil Arcana. Impulse and sin are nothing new to you, but impulse and sin no matter the reason, is still a mere distraction. It appears you have overcome this and come to realize what you truly want", he began.
"And now... You, have drawn, the Justice Arcana. One must seek guidance amidst a time of crisis, for a long time you have gone into disarray, as there was no one you could refer to, but that will have changed now, perhaps these new friends you have made, will be there to fill the gap", it was a personal topic, but more importantly... How did this man know about all this? When either would try and ask, they would find no voice left their mouth.
"For now...", Igor clicked his fingers and Henrietta left, shortly to return with two keys on a cushion, that she would begin to walk around the table and hand to both Jun and Katsuro.
"These are keys you may use to access this room again, you will return here later of your own accord, or of requirement, but until then... Farewell", and with that, they lost consciousness.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Sapphire Inn: Royal Suite Main Room | Sunday, July 5 2015
In the opening wrought by Akane's assault, Sato managed to deliver the decisive blow - his arrow loosened the large Shadow's grip on its sword further yet and the follow-up wind blast finally struck it clean out of its hand. With the knights stunned from the heavy bombardement, everyone was quick to realise that this was their opportunity - and thus all attention was focused on the main opponent. Momentarily unable to strike back, the attacks poured in from all sides - magical and physical, the Shadow came under heavy fire until it was reeling. It attempted to fight back even as its princess was slain, a certain distress audible even through its twisted voice - until a choice arrow fired by Sato finally breaking its desperate defense - and making the fatal opening which allowed him get a clean hit with Chronos' wind magic. He seized the opportunity to lay down a final follow-up together with his Persona to put the Shadow down for good.
Kotori, meanwhile, kept an eye out throughout it all - ever wary for any would-be surprises from either the Shadow or its knights - but also doing what she could to aid the assault with her Kikuri-Hime's help, lending her lightning strikes to the assault. It was only when the Shadow finally began to flicker and disperse that Kotori gave a sigh of relief - and the fatigue of the fight made itself known in full, even as the armour surrounding the knights began to dissolve in flakes and gave way to the unconscious prisoners therein. Kotori took a moment to catch her breath - even as she felt the almost familiar uncomfortable feeling as the shadow, now in its original form, began to speak.
As ever, it unashamedly spoke of the feelings that had been suppressed and locked away - a look at another person's inner thought which was no doubt embarassing for them, but also for Kotori who still didn't know how to balance wanting to help the conflicted kidnapees and also respecting their privacy in such moments. As such, there was little choice but to listen though - even as Jun stepped out from the protective circle that had been formed around her by the party and confronted her shadow. Kotori didn't recognise the girl - at best, she was vaguely familiar much in the vein of other schoolmates whom she might have seen but never talked to before.
Much like the times before, she couldn't help but feel some measure of worry about what might happen if Jun didn't accept this turn of events and denied her other side - but much to Kotori's relief, this did not come to pass. Instead, Jun acknowledged that, though she may not like it, she was acting in a manner that she herself no longer knew the real reason for - and instead chose to live her life according to her own choices and on her own merits. A small smile came across Kotori's face at those words - which in turn marked the transformation of the shadow; a bright light cast across the entire room as a new figure took its place: Mordred, Jun's persona.
The girl turned to face the group, evidently full of questions about what had just happened - but those would have to be answered at a later time as the tell-tale signs of fatigue made themselves known; forcing Jun to sit herself down lest she fall - which immediately preceded the loss of consciousness. Though she'd seen this pattern repeat several times now, Kotori still couldn't help but worry that everything was alright; even as everyone else started to get ready to leave the mirror world behind with Jun being carried and headed for the hospital. Having used the brief exchange as an opportunity to catch her breath, Kotori accompanied the others - at least until everyone went their separate ways from the warehouse that marked their entrance to the mirror realm.
It would be with no small amount of relief that Kotori arrived arrive at home - both knowing that another kidnapping victim was safe but also to be able to lay down to rest; even if it didn't last too long before she recalled that the finals were coming up soon and she still had some studying to do for the day.
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Classroom 2-2 | Monday, July 6 2015 - Morning
This time around, it seemed that the usual rumour mill surrounding the kidnappings was quite a bit quieter - which didn't come as too much of a surprise, seeing as the events had occured over the weekend and thus couldn't cause quite as much of a commotion as some of the previous incidents when the victims didn't show up for class. Still, Kotori still heard her fair share of stories being murmured on her way to her classroom - and not few of them were quite clearly being told as second-hand accounts or worse, seeing as there would have to have been at least a dozen kidnappings all over town for all the things she heard to be true.
Stymying the usual spread too were the not upcoming finals which hung over the whole school - some seemed to have already given up hope, others were just putting things off until whilst Kotori couldn't help but feel the usual pre-exam worries, even before the immediate tests began. In fact, she felt even more thereof as she had to regretfully decline multiple requests from other students that she helped them study - between her own studying, helping out at home, occasional forays into the mirror world and club meetings, she wouldn't have much of a reliable schedule; not even taking into account the fact that just imagining herself somehow trying to teach others made her nervous at the prospect.
Taking her seat in the classroom toward the front, Kotori gave a small sigh - but this time because she had inadvertantly reminded herself of the Agriculture Club meeting that was to take place later today. Whilst the colourful sight of the many flowers was always welcome, the same could not be said for the strange mood that hung between her fellow members, Shizuka and Matthew. Both seeing them as they were and also not knowing whether or how to help would do ittle to raise her mood for the rest of the day - which she already wasn't looking forward to, as she'd have to be paying a visit to the hospital later.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Agriculture Club Garden (Courtyard) || July 6 MON: After School
Shizuka simply stared at the saplings she was watering, deep in thought all the while. Not only was she unable to continue with the venturing into the depths of the dungeon, she had to ask Matt, the upperclassman, to take her place in the dungeon party. While the student felt awfully guilty for having someone else be in danger in her place, Shizuka wondered if she could be of any use to the team in the future. "I must have been given these powers for a reason... It's only right to assist people in need with them...!"
Lips parted to release a sigh. There was something else clouding her mind and it was the reason she would only visit the garden and not the actual agriculture club room nowadays. Matthew Harvester. In an attempt to recollect her thoughts of that fateful day, to why they were in such a state, Shizuka wondered if she were the one in wrong. Did she really do this for his sake? Was it some kind of repentance? Maybe she just didn't feel worthy of him anymore after her inner thoughts were revealed. But even then... wasn't Matt willing to accept her then?
Shaking her head off of those thoughts, the freshman proceeded to put on a pair of gardening gloves to pull out the weeds which had taken residence along the plot of land. It felt like it was just yesterday when the club members worked on this garden when it was freshly plowed for the club. Then there were times where the upperclassman would find the younger student here, just to help her take care of their plants. Smiling thoughtfully at the fondful memories, a teardrop ran along her cheek. "Huh...?"
Before it went out of control, Shizuka wiped away the tears with the gloved hand, unknowingly smudging soil upon her cheek slightly. Shizuka admitted, with tears as proof of this, she dearly missed the carefree days she had with Matthew.</s>
| <|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Game Over Arcade
Monday, July 6, 2015
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Mako's face was the picture of focus as he stared at the screen in front of him, skillfully manipulating his onscreen avatar to savage his opponent, the complete rout he was delivering the only indication of the turmoil lurking behind his emotionless facade. He grimaced to himself as he finished off his opponent in Persona 4: Ultimax Ultra Suplex Hold, thinking that he should get some coffee and food soon, because that monologue sounded crazy, even to himself. He rotated his wrist, sighing to himself, before preparing for his next fight in the game, trying to ignore the impending situation that awaited him.
For what must have been the thousandth time since he got here and sent his text, he thought of Sato, trying and failing to ignore the flutter in his gut at the thought of the upperclassman. Although, wasn't that the point of this meeting? To stop ignoring it? He tried to concentrate on the game in front of him, but the dam had already burst, and there was no use trying to cram the feelings back in. He pulled away from the arcade cabinet as his virtual self of the hour was finished off, and jammed his hands into his pockets.
I really hope this works, he thought to himself. It's gonna suck if I did all of this pining for nothing.
The facts were these: Mako liked Sato. Not just as a friend, or a mentor, or senpai, but romantically. The times he spent with Sato... they made him happy. Happier than when he spent time with literally anyone else. And he really liked being happy. So, in the interest of not turning his life into a bad romantic manga or anime, here he was, having sent an invitation to Sato to come hang out, waiting to tell him how he felt, and hope to whatever entities dwelled in heaven that his senpai felt the same. He certainly seemed to- his speech to Mako during his first foray into the Mirror World at least implied that he cared significantly for him. But did "significantly" mean "romantically?"
Well, if I never ask, I'll never know. It was... nerve-wracking, sure. But he had to do it, or else resign himself to months and months of "Will I? Won't I?" bullshit shenanigans. All he had to do now... was wait.
...I really hope this works out.</s> |
<|description|>Mako Moritomi
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: I make this look good.
Somewhat short, slim, wiry, but with good muscle tone for someone his size. Shaggy dark brown hair, shoulder length, tied back in a messy ponytail. Wears glasses over blue eyes. Angular features, has a faint tired look to his eyes on occasion. Despite everything else on him being somewhat disordered, always wears his uniform immaculately. Sometimes seen with his hands wrapped, as though for sparring, for no immediately apparent reason.
Arcana: Moon
Personality: A man of extremes- has an unusual tendency to swing quickly from calm and erudite to loud and bombastic, favoring the latter, though he always seems to be happy for some reason. He has an unquenchable thirst for life- he loves seeking out new experiences and new ways to entertain himself as the days go along.
He throws himself into life with an unmatched passion, though he's no fool- he never takes any unnecessary risks, if he can help it. In short, on the surface he seems to be ruled by his passions in many ways, but by paying attention, one can notice a keen intellect lurking beneath the surface.
Equipment/Skills: Skilled martial artist, keen strategist, though the latter trait is sometimes undercut by Mako's commitment to spectacle. Quick and light on his feet, agile. Generally keeps sports tape/handwraps on hand, "just in case."
Uses a length of chain and a hatchet as weapons while fighting Shadows.
Background: Information on Mako's history is rather sparse for as long as he's lived in Warakuma. All anyone knows for sure is that one day Mako and his father arrived in Warakuma, with barely anything to their names except what fit into their car. Mako turned out to be only slightly more forthcoming than his father, saying the two of them left Tokyo after his parents split up. Being the small town that it was, rumors abounded regarding the mysterious origins of the man and his son, though nothing was ever confirmed in any concrete manner. Eventually, as the pair of outsiders settled in, the rumors died away, and the two were gradually accepted as simply another landmark of Warakuma.
Nowadays, most of the talk concerning the Moritomis falls on Mako's somewhat lamentable reputation as somewhat of a prankster. Though the ghost of a question will always remain, about just how the duo came to be in their sleepy little town, of all places...
Persona: Israfil
Appearance: Israfil
Abilities:
* Debilitate- Decreases 1 foe's Attack, Defense and Hit/Evasion rates for 3 turns.
* Agidyne- Deals heavy Fire damage to 1 foe
* Bufudyne- Deals heavy Ice damage to 1 foe
* Spirit Drain- Drains a small amount of SP from 1 foe</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Sadaomi Beach | Saturday - Evening
Sat at the seaside restaurant table, Kotori stifled a yawn - and not for the first time that evening. As they day had carried on - and particularly once the excitement and energy of the afternoon had started to fade much like the sunlight, the tiring effects of her rather fretful sleep the night before were making themselves known once more. With the rather cozy post-dinner atmosphere in the still-warm night, it didn't take long for Kotori's mind to wander as she thought about the events of the afternoon whilst only listening to the ongoing conversations around her with half an ear. For despite the pleasant ongoings, she couldn't help but worry about her fellow two Agriculture Club members.
As such, she'd only half-heartedly participated in most of the events of the afternoon - deigning to sit out on the fishing on account of having no knowledge thereof and not being all too eager to acquire it; even if she was somewhat surprised that someone actually managed to fish up an old boot. She declined participating in the volleyball match, too - though that was unsurprising, given that she wasn't exactly the most sporty person even if she didn't end up out of breath after just a few minutes of strenuous activity.
Still, she did enjoy the watermelon that had been brought along - even if she ended up getting some of it on her jacket in the process, albeit that not being of her own fault. She didn't blame Ryan for it either though - he seemed most surprised of everyone that his swing ended up sending watermelon bits flying all across the beach and in no small part over himself, too. Not wanting to leave her summer jacket in such a state, this did force Kotori to reluctantly doff the thin yellow garment as she gave it a quick rinse under the nearby showers. On account of it being soaked through, it left her little choice but to return without wearing it - and instead, much to her self-conscious dismay, wearing only the swimsuit she'd worn beneath all this time.
Ultimately, Kotori was almost glad for it - after all, she'd probably just been mentally beating herself up if she'd actually bought a new swimsuit and furthermore even gone to the ocean and then proceeded to never actually dip as much as a single toe into the wide blue sea. Besides, she told herself that everyone else was wearing their swimwear too, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about - though telling and believing were two different things entirely.
Still, whether true or not, she couldn't help but feel like she was drawing more attention that she liked as she quickly made her way back to the towels to let her jacket dry on the nearby warm rocks in the sun. As such, Kotori soon hurried over to, for the first time ever, actually feel the ocean waves curl around her legs - and most definitely not using the opportunity to hide herself beneath the water's surface, clear though it may be and thus doing little to actually conceal the light blue and white colored pattern that rose into a multitude of blooming summery floral prints that made up the upper half of her swimsuit. And with her glasses ever firmly in place, she didn't submerge herself any lower than her neck - though that hadn't stopped her long black hair from rising up and floating behind her.
It was quite a while yet before she actually headed back out of the surprisingly warm ocean waters, as she told herself it was purely because she actually enjoyed the gentle motions of the waves and the feeling of the sand shifting beneath her feet and most definitely not because it took her that long to work up the courage to do so.
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With her hair long-since dried - though still feeling a little funny after both only getting partially wet and also having been in the salty seawater for some time - and once more wearing her trusty summer jacket, Kotori's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a rather unexpected sound. Blinking rapidly, her tiredness was forgotten in an instant as she locked eyes with the source - and her face grew paler yet when she confirmed for herself that someone had, in fact, just suggested a test of courage. Luckily, and to her great relief, it quickly turned out that there simply was not enough time left before the train they wanted to catch left - and as such, Kotori was unusually enthusiastic in nodding her agreement when it was decided to not conduct it after all.
After that brief shock, Megumi showed up - and once again, had managed to acquire a whole host of things from seemingly nowhere. This time, the objects in question were a few small boxes of fireworks - which were soon handed over to Rui, Ryan and a few others who began setting them up. It wasn't long before they called everyone else outside - and to the sight of neatly prepared sparklers which were soon thrust into any unoccupied hand. Kotori was no exception to this and soon found herself grasping an unlit firework. One by one, the others lit theirs and quickly the sound of spraying sparks filled the air. The flickering lights illuminated the faces of their holders, showing smiles almost all around.
But even in all the merriment, Kotori couldn't help but glance around in worry - the sun had set, yet there was still no sign of either Shizuka or Matthew. She was growing slightly restless, even though they still had more than an hour before their train left. So in thought was she that she didn't even notice someone offering to light the firework in her hand - and taking her silence as a yes. Preoccupied as she was, Kotori almost jumped at the sudden fizz coming from so close; eyes wide in surprise behind her glasses at the sparks flying off into the night and vanishing after just a heartbeat.
Her surprise softened into a more relaxed state after a mere few moments more. Watching the small motes of light break off in all directions reminded her of shooting stars, glowing brightly in a dark night's sky before vanishing forever - even if she'd never actually seen one for herself. The thought almost brought a smile to her lips as she realised how silly the comparison was - but it stuck with her nonetheless. So much so, in fact, that she tentatively wondered if someone had perhaps thought of wishing upon a sparkler before.
Shaking her head, Kotori reprimanded herself for such silliness - but that didn't stop a small voice in the back of her head being more true to herself: "I hope those two come back safely soon..." Her voice was even more quiet than usual - and thus completely drowned out by even just the single firework in her hands. Hearing the others all around her being far more joyous - and, as she noticed after looking up from her own sparkler, sporting a lot heartier smiles - Kotori sighed at herself for always being such a downer; even if she couldn't help it.
Still, having looked for so long directly at the bright sparks that were being sprayed in all directions, Kotori fruitlessly blinked a few times to try to rid herself of the bright spot in the middle of her vision that was being rather persistent about not going away - only for her to suddenly stop mid-blink when a voice spoke up from the light-blinded darkness: "I-I apologize for my absence bu-but I do feel better now, thankfully. May we join in the festivities?"
Finishing her initial blink, Kotori followed it up with a few more as she turned to face the source of the sound - and once her eyes had adjusted to the actually still-light evening instead of the glowing fireworks, managed to recognise her for who she was: Shizuka. But not only that - beside her was the other missing member in the form of Matthew. Glancing between the two, relief slowly brought a smile onto Kotori's face as she nodded. "Of course, Otonashi-san, Harvester-senpai. Welcome back," she said, this time at least loud enough to be audible.
And though she didn't realise it herself, Kotori's smile grew softer and more heartfelt when she slowly realised that the strange and subtle mood that had been plaguing the two seemed to have finally been lifted. Perhaps, Kotori thought, there was actually something to those shooting stars.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Sadaomi Beach - Evening
Saturday
1/8/15
Tendo@Takaru@Amaterasu@floodtalon
@Sen@itano123
Rui was the first to light his, and as he handed the lighter around, one by one everyone was lighting theirs too, someone even lit 3 at once to create what they called a 'super-sparkler'. The heat from the ignited rod would warm the metal they were holding as they watched these small fireworks in their hands. Kotori seemed a bit down, she was worried for her fellow club members,
"I'm sure they'll be fine, here", he handed Kotori yet another sparkler as her current one went out.
"We're all here to have fun, wouldn't do to be gloomy now", he reassured. As they idly burned away a few more between all of them, Shizuka and Matthew emerged up the steps from the beach. So it looks like they were just taking a walk along the shoreline. Regardless they were back just in time.
"Welcome back you two, here there's still plenty of these left", he said, handing them a bunch of the sparklers. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, for some they probably haven't lit these kinds of small novelty fireworks since they were a child, it was more or less something people didn't do around their age anymore. Still, even if they were childish, there was nothing wrong with enjoying oneself.
The rest of the night was spent in rest, from dozing off in the train home to getting home to sleep, to get ready for another day of the Summer Break... There was a lot to do... Both in and out of the Mirror World... Discovering this new facet, Seto, was an alarming discovery, and according to Ayano, whose scanning reaches far and wide, there was a lot to get through. So far it seems they were in the plains, according to the map she had drawn up, next up was the valleys.</s>
| <|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Sadaomi Beach
Saturday, August 1, 2015
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On the train ride home, Mako, obviously, sat next to Sato. Half-asleep, he laced his fingers with Sato's, holding on tightly. He tried to ignore the fact that his heart was still thudding in his chest as he pondered what Sato had asked earlier. He hadn't really had a chance to answer, given that he'd been interrupted, but damn if he hadn't had plenty of time to think about it. What was he planning on doing when he graduated? Granted, he'd have time to decide, but his concern was that Sato would graduate before him. Was he planning on leaving straight away? Did he want to stay in town until Mako was ready to leave? What--
Sato's hand shifted in his, sending the butterflies in his stomach into a flurry. He pondered this, then finally calmed himself down. What did it matter? Whatever his future entailed, he knew for sure that Sato would figure into that. He'd come too far to get this to just give up on their relationship now. He turned to his boyfriend with a small smile, and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
"I have an answer for you. To your question from earlier," he said quietly. "I don't quite know what my future holds right now. Except for one thing: you. After everything that happened to get us here, I don't want to give it up. No matter what else might still be coming." He looked Sato straight in the eyes. "I have the grades to do pretty much whatever I want after I graduate, if I work for it. So... if you're fine with waiting for me, when you go to University... I can follow you. I will follow you, if that's what you want. Because I love you. And I want this," he said, squeezing Sato's hand for emphasis, "for as long as you'll let me have it."
Having said his piece, Mako leaned in and kissed Sato- not the quick peck they'd shared at the beach. This one... was lasting. The kind of kiss that sent his brain short-circuiting and that he could feel all the way down to his toes. Reluctantly, after what must have been days and nights, he slowly broke away from the kiss, smiling at the upperclassman.
"I love you. And whatever happens, whatever we decide to do... we'll figure it out. Together."
</s> |
<|description|>Eika Munashii
Gender: F
Age: 17
Appearance:
Arcana: The Tower
Personality:
On surface, Eika is straight-to-the-point blunt about "expirations". To her, nothing lasts. Everything is always changing, things are realized too late, and it's hard to keep anything "stable". But...it's fine. She's convinced that she doesn't need people anymore at this point. She does fine without them.
She's not painfully boastful, but she isn't afraid to point out her superiority when she can. She isn't loud, but she doesn't think most people capable of what they set out to do if they don't look the part and she'll express it on the second it's mentioned. She's the person that won't take warnings for granted and will go head-first, sense last into a problem. Brute force can be her go-to method as she prides her strength, but on those rare, light occasions, she might actually be able to wisen up and change tactics if things go on long enough.
...Or she'll just keep bashing the problem with a (metaphorical/literal) hammer until things smooth over. But she can be coerced into decent conversation -- she likes hearing about struggles! No, not in that sadistic way. In that way of how people try to claw their way from the lowest of hope and fight until their heart gives up for some impossible goal- okay this is sounding sadistic.
Equipment/Skills:
- Weapon: An oversized hammer. Probably about as big as she is. How she hides it? ...Don't question it.
- Armor: The school uniform on top, and gauntlets on her arms and legs to keep her braced when she swings that menacing aforementioned weapon. Also has shoes with extra "stick", so she won't slip easily.
- Skills: Quite strong for her size, so she can wield her hammer easier. She can shrug off minor wounds and (very few) other wounds through pure force of mind that "they don't matter". Might have a slight adrenaline addiction.
Background:
"Please take her back in."
Those words again.
Time and time again. From the age of three as her parents died on an airplane ride back home, Eika Munashii stayed in that orphanage. It was like a broken record. Hell. She wanted to tell the woman to stop talking and just get out. This same old story was just a migraine at this point.
Adopted out. Returned like a product with a defect. Why the hell did she need to bother with them?
Decent family. Nice people. Usually a caring older couple or one unable to have kids.
Tossed back to that orphanage. Because there was always something "wrong" with her.
That was fine. She didn't need them. She only needed herself.
Yes, her childhood was a bunch of ins and outs from one household to another. Nobody seemed to be able to keep caring for her after three months or more, resulting in more than a boxful of adoption papers. All were good families...she just didn't fit. So she stayed in that orphanage, but it got...tiring. Having to go back to the same place like a lost puppy, laughed at by the ones that knew her every time she came back...She wanted her own place. So...Eika got a job. If she wanted to get out, she could do it on her own, and she would prove it. And she worked harder than she should to earn enough money. As she grew, she argued down her employers to give her the increase in money she needed, and she took on more hours at night because she was...simply better at doing everyone's job.
And look. That worked.
Ages 12-15, she focused on how much an apartment would cost instead of making friends. There was no point in relying on them when she had other things to do. From a clueless kid trying to get out of the place she'd come to dread, she learned to support herself by her own desire. Instead of having to be dumped on another family, she made herself better. And it felt...better. Being able to be strong enough to do the manual labor of her job for extra cash, or learning something new that nobody else seemed to know well or at all. She rebuilt herself up from being some hopeless kid stuck waiting for someone to come and take her home.
Age 16, with some help from the kind people running the orphanage, she managed to buy a small but affordable apartment in the town of Warakuma, her birthplace. The name lies within the owner of the orphanage, but she's still good to live in it. She didn't know many other people her age that actually worked to earn their home. And it made her develop a slight complex. Being able to say, "YEP. I did this. Think you can? Probably not!" Which was true. Not all kids started at a job at 12 and worked their way up and kept at it until they had a home. She had her accomplishments and she didn't need anyone else to work up to them. That's the way it worked and that's how she got used to it. She did was she was better at than everyone else, and it got her what she needed.
Apartment. Check.
Official documentation. Check.
Obvious capacity to be independent? Check.
Now. For attending high school without getting man-handling half of the school populace.
...Pending.
Persona: Shiva, The Destroyer
Appearance: Hey Sexy.
Abilities:
Brutal Slash
Heatwave
Bufu
Dekaja</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-After School April 15 2015
The night before hadn't been much eventful past their conversation. They grabbed something to eat and simply talked. Not a big deal in the scheme of things. Noboru was still tired from the past events however. You couldn't just shake something like that off. It just didn't happen. After getting out of class, Noboru grabbed his bag and looked inside. Yep. His exercise clothes were still in there. Nice and clean? Weird, seeing as he hadn't washed them before. Or maybe he did, and just forgotten about it. OR, maybe someone hhad sabotaged his clothes again for maximum embarrassment and was hoping he would try to rip his shorts. Oh well. He would just have to be hopeful that it wasn't the case with his clothes. He walked down the stairs and towards the exit, going down the path to the mall. He pulled out his phone and texted Chiaki, inquiring whether she was ready for the running today or not. Walking towards the mall still, his mind wandered off as he waited for a reply.
Akari Yamamoto-The smooth boxer
Akari pounded the bag as hard as she could, letting hit swing wildly with each hit. Off in the distance, she saw one of the people she convinced(With minimal effort, no less) hitting another bag. He looked like an easy target. She slinked off to him, wiping the sweat from her brow.
"Hey there. How is it going?" Her words curled around him, leaving a faint scent of rudeness.</s>
<|message|>Chiaki Nettu
Chiaki Nettu - Warakuma High Stairs
"Yeah, I know what you mean Mayuri-chan, the metal upa is totally the cutest! Oh... Just hold on a sec"
Chiaki was stopped earlier by a fellow classmate whom was facinated with collecting snall cute objects, something Chiaki also found an interest in. Whilst in mid conversation her phoned buzzed and she checked it out. It was a message from Noboru, asking her about their usual training after school.
"Well, lets talk again later Mayuri, I have a friend I must go and meet. Have a lovely afternoon!". With a smile and wave she walked off with her clothing back to get changed in the toilets. Once she had finished and changed into some wear more suitable for a jog, she messaged Noboru back.
'Wait for me there! I won't be long, I can't wait!
♪（ｖ＾＿＾）ｖ '
It was only a matter of moments until she met up with. She asked if he had been waiting long, hopefully not. Her mind wondered back to the incident... She decided it was best not ask any questions unless he brought it up.</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Warakuma High
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
==~==
Mako settled into his routine like a comfortable suit, or perhaps a nice boxing glove, more appropriately, savaging the bag in front of him with a flurry of blows. Despite his obvious effort, his feral grin never faltered, in fact growing by a few teeth as he escalated his efforts. This. This was his zone, where he belonged. This was what gave him purpose. This was his domain.
Which made it all the more galling that someone was now intruding upon it.
Mako stopped suddenly in his not-quite-mauling of the bag before him as Akari (pretty sure that was the name) came up alongside him, her words curling around him like some sort of faint foulness. Odd. I didn't think I'd done anything to deserve rudeness today. Or perhaps my presence offends that much? He gathered his composure (trying to speak in Fight Mode would have been ugly) for a moment or two, breathing deeply, then wiped the sweat from his face, and turned to his brown-haired compatriot.
"Ah. Yes. Akari, right? Everything is going well, as you can see. So, unless you needed something...?" Mako bounced slightly on the balls of his feet, clearly anxious to get back to his attempted murder of the heavy bag.
Take the hint...</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Classroom 2-2 | Wednesday, April 15 2015 - After School
The bell rang once more; signalling the end of classes for the day - and the usual mass exodus from the classroom. And much like usual, Kotori was one of those few who remained in her seat when the time came; opting to finish up her day's notes before packing her bag - which had the added advantage of letting her bypass the worst of the large sea of students loitering in the hallways on their way home, to clubs or to friends by virtue of arriving there after them. With the day's work thus done, Kotori took her bag before heading out of the classroom and into the hallway. With Noboru having turned back up at school, most of the wild rumours about him had since died down; other topics taking the place instead. However, something else had caught Kotori's attention that morning - a flyer for a new club.
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School | Wednesday, April 15 2015 - After School
As she made her way to the clubroom, Kotori couldn't quite help but get a slight feeling of doubt creep up in her mind - the clubroom was one of the out-of-the-way ones, the flyer had been somewhat a rather simple one and she'd never actually heard of the school having an agriculture club before - but ultimately, she decided to at least pay them a visit, seeing as at least that much surely couldn't hurt. And if it turned out to not be something for her - or the times they'd meet even if it was happened to be inconvenient for helping out at home - she could always apologise for having wasted their time. With that in mind, Kotori took a quick breath before gently tapping on the clubroom door - so gently, in fact, that it was barely even audible; leaving her standing in front of the closed door for another few moments before she slowly pushed it open; peering inside.
"Uhm... excuse me? Is this the Agriculture Club...?" she asked, her voice quiet as ever, after glancing about the rather empty room and then finding its sole occupant standing there in deep thought by the looks of it.</s>
| <|message|>Eika Munashii
Warakuma High
Eika Munashii
After School | April 15 | 2015
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Ring ring. The ringing of the bell ended classes, allowing her to pack her bag up and stand to. The duration of the day had been consumed by this abomination of a conversation held at the back behind her betwixt two girls, and the aggravations of her speaking with such hopes of asking out some boy or another a few seats ahead of her was just about too much to hear. If she had to hear one more damned thing-
"I hope that he'll say yes..."
Okay. Nevermind. Had to correct this. She was thinking too high in her head to let this slide. Placing her bag back down on the desk, she turned to the girl with violet eyes alight with evident aggravation and spoke in a tone that seemed absolute of how things would end up going.
"You're an idiot to think about this so much. You'll never be the girl that he wants, you'll never amount to anything close to this guy's desired type, and you're certainly going to have a failure of a love life. The reason for this is rather simple as well. You are a bumbling idiot that seems incapable of shutting up even during the midst of our class lessons!"
A sharp tongue on a sharp girl, it was said. And with a harsh look given to her as her victim began to cry, she sighed contentedly, happy that the blathering had finally stopped. The poor complaints of her friend didn't phase her as they spoke out once she began to leave, only stopping at the door for one particular question that she just had to answer.
"Who are you to go around making someone cry?!"
It wasn't obvious by now? A soft sigh, and she leaned back to poke her white-haired head back in with a genuine smile as she responded in a kind voice to such a rude question.
"That's simple too. I know better than your friend and you do. Isn't it obvious by now?"
The snarky comment left to seep in? Out she went. Club sign-ups had begun and she'd had an interest in boxing...So off she was to it, since she'd signed up. And it would have been fine-
If...people weren't here. Damnit. Well, should have expected that for a club. Off to the changing room to get into a pair of shorts and a white t-shirt and brush her hair up into a messy ponytail. The slam of the locker signified her locking her necessaries into the metal rectangle and stepping out to go to an unoccupied sandbag as two of the members apparently had their fair bit of electricity going on. With her hand wraps secured from the Velcro patches, a single sideways glance at the duo made her let out a small snicker that she just couldn't help before she turned her focus to the bag.
"Cat got a rat in a corner...Haa...Alright."
Right jab. Left hook. Uppercuts alternating from right to left, secondary side kick. Normal combination to train before switching. Keep the hands up, never let the guard down, keep that stance ready. There wasn't a smile, there wasn't a fire in those eyes. It was just considerate focus to see where and what she was hitting, how to adjust, if she needed to hit harder or ease up.
The first combination sent the bag swinging around its chain as she hit it with all her strength, making it so she had to stop to still the enraged exercise equipment to ensure she didn't miss her next of her ten count. Huh...well, they weren't flimsy at least. And that was good for her. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, even if there were other people around to do God-knows-what wrong.</s> |
<|description|>Eika Munashii
Gender: F
Age: 17
Appearance:
Arcana: The Tower
Personality:
On surface, Eika is straight-to-the-point blunt about "expirations". To her, nothing lasts. Everything is always changing, things are realized too late, and it's hard to keep anything "stable". But...it's fine. She's convinced that she doesn't need people anymore at this point. She does fine without them.
She's not painfully boastful, but she isn't afraid to point out her superiority when she can. She isn't loud, but she doesn't think most people capable of what they set out to do if they don't look the part and she'll express it on the second it's mentioned. She's the person that won't take warnings for granted and will go head-first, sense last into a problem. Brute force can be her go-to method as she prides her strength, but on those rare, light occasions, she might actually be able to wisen up and change tactics if things go on long enough.
...Or she'll just keep bashing the problem with a (metaphorical/literal) hammer until things smooth over. But she can be coerced into decent conversation -- she likes hearing about struggles! No, not in that sadistic way. In that way of how people try to claw their way from the lowest of hope and fight until their heart gives up for some impossible goal- okay this is sounding sadistic.
Equipment/Skills:
- Weapon: An oversized hammer. Probably about as big as she is. How she hides it? ...Don't question it.
- Armor: The school uniform on top, and gauntlets on her arms and legs to keep her braced when she swings that menacing aforementioned weapon. Also has shoes with extra "stick", so she won't slip easily.
- Skills: Quite strong for her size, so she can wield her hammer easier. She can shrug off minor wounds and (very few) other wounds through pure force of mind that "they don't matter". Might have a slight adrenaline addiction.
Background:
"Please take her back in."
Those words again.
Time and time again. From the age of three as her parents died on an airplane ride back home, Eika Munashii stayed in that orphanage. It was like a broken record. Hell. She wanted to tell the woman to stop talking and just get out. This same old story was just a migraine at this point.
Adopted out. Returned like a product with a defect. Why the hell did she need to bother with them?
Decent family. Nice people. Usually a caring older couple or one unable to have kids.
Tossed back to that orphanage. Because there was always something "wrong" with her.
That was fine. She didn't need them. She only needed herself.
Yes, her childhood was a bunch of ins and outs from one household to another. Nobody seemed to be able to keep caring for her after three months or more, resulting in more than a boxful of adoption papers. All were good families...she just didn't fit. So she stayed in that orphanage, but it got...tiring. Having to go back to the same place like a lost puppy, laughed at by the ones that knew her every time she came back...She wanted her own place. So...Eika got a job. If she wanted to get out, she could do it on her own, and she would prove it. And she worked harder than she should to earn enough money. As she grew, she argued down her employers to give her the increase in money she needed, and she took on more hours at night because she was...simply better at doing everyone's job.
And look. That worked.
Ages 12-15, she focused on how much an apartment would cost instead of making friends. There was no point in relying on them when she had other things to do. From a clueless kid trying to get out of the place she'd come to dread, she learned to support herself by her own desire. Instead of having to be dumped on another family, she made herself better. And it felt...better. Being able to be strong enough to do the manual labor of her job for extra cash, or learning something new that nobody else seemed to know well or at all. She rebuilt herself up from being some hopeless kid stuck waiting for someone to come and take her home.
Age 16, with some help from the kind people running the orphanage, she managed to buy a small but affordable apartment in the town of Warakuma, her birthplace. The name lies within the owner of the orphanage, but she's still good to live in it. She didn't know many other people her age that actually worked to earn their home. And it made her develop a slight complex. Being able to say, "YEP. I did this. Think you can? Probably not!" Which was true. Not all kids started at a job at 12 and worked their way up and kept at it until they had a home. She had her accomplishments and she didn't need anyone else to work up to them. That's the way it worked and that's how she got used to it. She did was she was better at than everyone else, and it got her what she needed.
Apartment. Check.
Official documentation. Check.
Obvious capacity to be independent? Check.
Now. For attending high school without getting man-handling half of the school populace.
...Pending.
Persona: Shiva, The Destroyer
Appearance: Hey Sexy.
Abilities:
Brutal Slash
Heatwave
Bufu
Dekaja</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Mall || April 19 SUN
Clack... Clack... Clack...
A pair of black heeled shoes tapped in a quick pace along the crowded streets of Warakuma Mall. The raven haired female, the owner of the said shoes, wore a simple, white sunday dress with a ribbon on the collar area, topped with a lavender, long sleeved cardigan. Both her arms were occupied with plastic bags full of fabrics of different variety and threads. With an accomplished, soft smile upon her half covered face, she thought to herself, "Goodness, these reasonably low priced sales will be the end of me. Or at least my savings from the part time."
Shizuka was not particularly in a tight position financially, in fact, her family is pretty well off considering the fact that they live in a city close to Tokyo where the cost of living is pretty high. That aside, she felt that spending for her hobbies, cosplay in particular, should be funded with the income she earned herself. After all, even her parents had no idea of her dressing up in colorful costumes and hair, and working in a place that was filled with people of that kind, her kind.
"While I'm here, I suppose I should also purchase buttons, ... zippers, ... laces, ...."
BUMP.
The contents of the plastic bags scattered onto the floor upon Shizuka's collision onto another girl who was half running and instinctively, Shizuka bowed apologetically and in a panicked tone, "A-Ah, apologies miss, I-I didn't see yo-..." Before she had the chance to fully apologize, the other girl and her female friend quickly left with a short "Sorry." towards a shop that seemed to be on a time limited crazy sale.
Left alone to pick up her fallen items, she shrugged and lightly sighed, kneeling down onto the ground to slowly pick them up. While doing so, she softly mumbled, "There are sales going on after all, I understand their reason for rushing away... Bu-But my view is hindered from my overgrown bangs, sh-should I cut them? ... No, it's the only way I can hide myself... Mumble... mumble..."</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov || April 19, Sunday.
The Shopping District
The weekend came rather quickly. Alexei had been edgy this whole time. The kidnappings had made him a bit concerned about his sister. So he had talked about that at work and managed to get one of the co-workers, a site inspector, who was having low workload these days to go pick her up from school.
The class too, seemed a bit unnerved. Though, he didn't know Matt much but he was a cheerful and non-judgmental guy, someone who would hardly have any enemies. While, he had kept himself from carrying out his own little investigation with the disappearance, he held a gut feeling that it was connected to Noboru's.
Well, it was all quite something to make anyone uncomfortable but on the sunny side, the Golden Week was about to come and that means Elena and his mum needed a few new clothes. Quite conveniently, there was a big sale on so after doing his daily chores and having morning breakfast with his girls at the hospital, he took his sister for a surprise shopping.
--
In all her years that Elena had been aware of the family's situation, she had never seen her brother care about himself. He would never ever spend on himself if it could be avoided and he was quite a miser and spendthrift when it came to managing finances. Yet for her, he would even buy the stars if he could. Not even once had any of her requests been turned down, in many ways he was a doting father that she couldn't have.
So, as a thank you, she had been saving up her allowance that she was given weekly by him. She hardly needed things for herself, mostly her friends would share with her or other times she'd get it as gifts from thankful boys whom she helped talking with girls. Rather, among her circle she was no better than Alexei. She was quite a penny-pincher and mostly her expenses were very structured.
Though she didn't have the perseverance and sharpness of Alexei, she was very intelligent. Her grades always among the top three in her class and top tier among her peers.
As they turned the corner towards the shopping district, a wide smile appeared on her lips as realization dawned on her. It was discount day and she can surely get something good for her brother with all the savings that she had. Although, the gift was a tricky bit. She knew her brother very well, anything not well priced won't make him content and he would absolutely not get anything flashy or expensive. She also didn't want him to know that both she and his mother knew of his smoking habit and had planned to confront him when he wasn't as burdened as he was now.
He maintained his jiujitsu uniform rather well and he also kept most of the basic supplies up to date. So, it was difficult to get him something. He was also a rather private person so she knew that he won't be having many friends and those who are may not know much about him.
Meanwhile, Alexei was lost in his thoughts, imagining the beautiful dress he had seen at the store a few days back. If he was lucky, others may not have picked it up. Walking alongside his baby sister, he realized perhaps, for the first time, that she had grown a lot while he wasn't looking. Standing at around 5'10, she was rather tall for a 14 year old and with natural light auburn hair, she was quite a beauty.
As they hurried towards the clothes shop, they saw a pair of girls crash into another girl and spill her baggage. After a brief exchange, they had hurried off without helping the girl. Almost immediately, the brother-sister duo got down to help. Two pairs of hands, one long and slender and other large and rough, joining hers as they both folded clothes with surprising alacrity and packed in the bags.
A sweet concerned voice then asked the lady who was mumbling to herself as she frantically shoved clothes in the remaining bag
"I hope you are alright, Miss." Elena had raised her left and gently braced the girl's shoulder. While the girl may note that the other pair of hands just continued on expertly, folding the clothes neatly and putting into the bag with amazing speed along with other contents.</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru-Thursday 16th April, 2015- After School
Noboru was packing up bags getting ready to leave and head home, when Leiko popped up and asked him about attending club. In truth he was planning to head home to rest and think about things. He didn't really feel like doing anything with other people at the moment, but he didn't really want catch heat from Leiko, so he nodded and assured her he'd be there. he'd attend at least one more anyway.
Noboru-April 19th, 2015-Mirror World
Noboru burst out with a yell and a jump. HELL YEAH! Let's go get some shit done! Show these shadows who the top dog is! You fuckin hear that shadows?! I'm coming for you! I'm gonna grind you into paste! Get fucking ready!"
Noboru checked his sports tape wrapped around his hand. The other day Aiko had given him tips on winning an easy fight. "Slip some sandpaper into the tape and give yourself the edge." Noboru wouldn't have ever done this in a fair fight against a human opponent. But these weren't humans. They were sub beings that deserved to be destroyed, absolutely eliminated from existence. To be erased. Noboru checked to make sure the sandpaper was nice and wedged in tight so it wouldn't slip loose while he was fighting. He wanted badly to rush into the forest, but he waited for the other two to be ready.</s>
| <|message|>Eika Munashii
Eika Munashii - Warakuma Mall | 4/19
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The insatiable rush to get to cheaper items served for little more than a headache for Eika. Uneventful days at school, a sickness to overcome in the meantime as she went to and fro between, and general aggravations that served to make her want to strangle half of the squeaking girls and gawking boys looking at the newest sale or latest trend. What to spend daddy's money on, hm? The analytical thoughts were disrupted, however, by the sound of someone actually apologizing in this hellish apocalypse of sales.
...?
A step to the side after Eika shoved a girl clearly out of her way by her face and promptly caused a harsh collision of at least four more people followed with her bending down to pick up one of the items that had dropped out of the bag of the girl on her knees. A small glance at it on either side and a single eyebrow raised up as she noted the familiarity. Hadn't she just seen this damn thing on the way in?... Eh. She'd hold it up with the expectation of dropping it into either the bag or the owner's hands before continuing on her way. But she just couldn't help but make one of those little comments she loved to create come out of the situation.
"If you plan on apologizing to anyone you bump into on a day like this, you're better off signing a death warrant. What's the point in being nice to someone more interested in trampling another person for a shirt that's ten dollars off? If you don't get up soon, they might actually carve your name into a tombstone here."</s> |
<|description|>Kashiwagi Utaha
'Yahoo~! Everyone's idol just arrived!"'
Utaha is actually a pretty tall girl in comparison to most girls, and even guys, standing at 1.90 meters. Her build is actually quite curvy. Her orange hair reaches her back and is almost always kept straight, but she knows how to arrange it in lots of ways, for when she becomes a real idol.
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Arcana: Sun
Personality: Utaha is extremely lively, way too lively for the good of anyone in her vicinity. It is hard to see her stay put, and she likes jumping around as much as possible, even with her big body. She likes singing and dancing a lot too. Without regards of personal space whatsoever or the slightest hint of what the hell is the so-called delicacy she keeps hearing so much about, Utaha can be quite intrusive upon personal matters, even though she always has the best interests of people in mind, even though she can be quite the nuisance too. She always gives it her all to achieve her dream of becoming an idol, and always gives her 200% at everything, and also expecting that others will follow her example. She also does not accept any kind of slacker, and will force them into working, no matter what it takes.
An airhead and a klutz by nature, Utaha is someone who trips over nothing, forgets things rather quickly, can't read the mood or take a hint, and her fingers seem to be made out of butter, everything slipping through them most of the times. Unable to ever differentiate left from right, there are few actual things she is good at, such as dancing, and also, quite few things that can upset her, being almost always able to keep her cool no matter the circumstances. Still, there are a lot of things that can upset the ever happy Utaha, such as commenting over her height or telling her that her dream to become an idol is a fool's errand.
Equipment/Skills: Weapon: Unsuited for a fighting style that is less than graceful, due to her dancing skills and clumsy nature, Utaha would actually prefer to make use of a spear or lance when the time comes, so she would be able to put it to good use with her big body.
Armor: Not much, the usual school uniform and maybe something underneath it, but nothing slowing her legs down.
Skills: Dancing, singing. Due to an elective she was practically forced to take during middle school, she also knows Judo, if at least the basics. Her grades aren't that bad either, and she's able to memorize lyrics and whatnot in a matter of seconds.
Background: Born to a family of overachievers, Utaha spent most of her life being the black sheep in a family full of people that did not know what it meant to fail, at anything at all, and given how she is, and has always been, Utaha was actually looked down upon a lot. Her brother and sister always thought of her as being worthless and also called her names related to her height and build, hence building to her build complex. Her father barely paid her any attention, and not to say anything about her mother, who knew she was too much of a goody two shoes to actually tell anyone what she was doing behind her family's back. Utaha pretty much just had to put up with it.
Her life, well, it could not be called a living hell, she did not want to call it that, since many others had it even worse than her, but it wasn't something pretty. There was a single thing that kept her on the game, and it was the love she had for the idol Kiruri Izumi. Her songs and dances got right to her heart, and even so, it wasn't the songs themselves that made her hopeful. It was the fact that anyone could become that, even her. It was not long until Izumi released a song that actually filled Utaha with the courage she needed. That day, she was able to finally tell her dad about what her mom was doing, not only wringling every penny out of him, but also cheating on him. A divorce ensued, of course, and she ended up living with her father. He was no longer able of treating Utaha as he did, even though he still spent a lot of time in his work, he now calls regularly to check on her.
Utaha now feels happy about what she did and now aims to become an idol just like Kiruri Izumi, someone that makes and sings songs that reach people's hearts and fills them with emotions, that's what she wants to do the most. Still, she finds obstacles at every turn. Not one agency has hired her in all the time she has been attending idol auditions because of her height and build not fitting the image they search for in an idol. While it puts her down at times, she still gives it her best always and keeps up a positive outlook at everything. She will not let anyone put her down or ridicule her dream of becoming an idol that will reach everyone's hearts!
Persona: Terpsichore, nicknamed Terpsi-chan by Utaha.
Appearance:
Abilities: Agi, Dia, Tarukaja.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Rui Shinichi15/4/2015 - Wednesday - Warakuma High Gym, Kendo Club
"Okay, I'll see you in the manga club later this week then", he said, bidding farewell to Akane as they left the kendo club for the day. It was a good day, the two briefly talked about what they did in Kendo club today which turned out to be just brushing up on basics. In any case, it was time to head home, so he took his gear and headed off. He hadn't gotten any notifications from Kazuki, so he can safely assume things are okay for now.
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Wednesday, April 15
Evening
It was late at night along one of the roads in Warakuma, under the light of a street light was a mobile phone, blinking one missed call, and a short message that stated "you have not arrived to the appointment, please call again to appoint another one. Thank you". Earlier that day, the boy Matthew Harvester was abducted right off the street, unfortunately for him, this was a street people rarely used except for particular destinations and routes.
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Thursday, April 16th, After School
It was another day, there was also an announcement this morning too...
"Police have informed the school that a student by the name of 'Matthew Harvester' has gone missing... Last night they found his phone out on the road, and his apartment was also empty, so it is likely he was kidnapped... Police have warned not to go anywhere alone after school, as this may be related to a rash of kidnappings from a few months back... Now that will be all for announcements...", and then homeroom went on normally. This announcement was faster than Noboru's, but that was because it was more obvious he was missing. Well in any case, he was expecting mail from Kazuki soon, but it was possible Matthew wasn't taken to the mirror world...
In any case, what club should he attend today? There's not much he can do in regards to Matthew's disappearance, since they didn't know the details yet, or if it's even a mirror world thing.</s>
<|message|>Keiko Kobashigawa (ito)
Keiko Kobashigawa - Warakuma Highschool - Agriculture Club - Wednesday, April, 15, 2015 - After School
"Oh that's good to hear, Matthew, I was worried about not being skilled enough to join." Keiko replied with brighter smile.
Matthew was very cute, and he's very nice, she wondered if he would make fun of her if he learned of her past. Matthew went to a table and grabbed some papers for the girls. And he spoke how he needed to leave and how he sorry he had to leave all of a sudden, Keiko didn't mind they were one of the few last of the clubs, she thinks anyways.
"Oh, it's no problem at all Matthew, I hand this to you tomorrow if I can anyways!" Keiko said brightly.
Keiko herself should be going home soon, with Auntie, she would get worried since she couldn't contact Auntie since they don't have a house phone yet. One of the other girls spoke, awkwardly, the one that came before, Kotori her name was if Keiko's correct.
"I should go home as well, my auntie will get worry if I don't get home soon, hopefully, see you guys soon!
Keiko Kobashigawa - A Warakuma Street - Pay Phone - Wednesday, April, 15, 2015 - Evening
"..." Keiko was out late at night, her Auntie was asleep, she was looking at pay phone in her hand, an older woman's voice could be heard, she sounded panicked and asking questions. "Keiko? Keiko! Is that you Keiko?! Please say something! Please, we miss you so much...Pleas-" The call was cut short with a harsh slam of the pay phone, the phone would be cracked but Keiko didn't care. She was angry. Scared. Confused.
She leaned her back against the glass, tears were in her eyes, she slammed her fist onto the grass cracking the glass walls, "Damn it." Keiko whispered while wiping away her tears which stained her sleeves. She slammed open the glass door and ran home.
She silently went into her room and walked through the sparsely decorated house to her room. Unknown to Keiko, Auntie was watching her, she looked sad. "My Poor Keiko." Auntie said under her breath. She should make her a meal on Friday, a real meal.
Keiko Kobashigawa - Warakuma Highschool - Agriculture Club - Thursday, April, 16, 2015 - After School
Keiko was in the empty Club, she has heard of the cute boy disappearance. It didn't help her mood, it made her sad and worried for herself. She often heard that young adults on their own would get kidnapped or killed without anyone noticing, she has always feared that would have happened to her if she hasn't met Auntie at the Underpass. She didn't know what to do, so she just laid her upper body over the table and had her sign up papers hanging over the table, it was all signed up. She sighed. Maybe if she hoped enough he might show up and relived her worries, he was far to nice to be Taken.</s>
| <|message|>Kashiwagi Utaha
Kashiwagi Utaha - Warakuma High
After School||April 15||Agriculture Club
If there was something Utaha did not expect was her getting dragged into the agriculture club like that. Well, she was looking for something to do anyway, and her whole search for the Idol Club turned out to be fruitless.Then, she might as well. The guy seemed nice enough too, even though Utaha said something that sounded clearly rude, even if that wasn't her intention. "Oh no! It isn't bad at all~! I think it is pretty awesome, actually~!" She said, well, more like shouted, in her usual bubbly voice. Still, she wasn't that sure that nature was something that made her passionate. But, but! What if she could become an idol with nature as her them!? Yay, flowers were very cute as well! It was decided then! She'd be an idol with nature as her theme, and the president would help her in that!
"Yay~! Let's do this~!" Utaha shouted, now being really excited and jumping a bit. Still, she did not take into account that she would hit her head on the door frame after doing that. She squatted down and put both of her hands on her head, while she groaned with a bit of pain. She still took the paper the president gave them, though. She was plenty sure that he had his own thing to do, so it would be rude to ask him to stay. She would still fill out, though. The president also seemed like a good person to hang out with, as well as the two other girls. She tought some introductions were in order, so she stood up, turned around, making her skirt move around as well, put up a peace sign over her right eye while winking with the left eye, and said in an even more bubbly and cheery voice. "All righty~! I am Kashiwagi Utaha! It's a pleasure to meet you all!" Unfortunately, no one was there anymore, since they bailed when Utaha wasn't seeing. "Gah! Where did everyone go....? Oh, well. What can you do. Time to head home~, time to head home~" She singed and walked away.
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Evening||April 15||Kashiwagi Household
After having some dance and singing practice inside her own room, Utaha decided to go down and have something to eat with her father. Well, more like, cooking something for him, since he was just about to come home, and he didn't know how to cook. With a cat like smile, she skipped down the stairs and started making dinner for two. It was a lonely feeling, a dinner for only two people, when before she'd get a dinner for about five people, of they had at least let her anywhere near the kitchen, that is. The first time she cooked, she almost chopped one of her fingers off, failing only by centimeters when her mom moved her hand away. Fortunately, no one got hurt that time. That time, at the very least. She had to be extra careful, though, now that she didn't have anyone to make up for her mistakes. "Mom..."
As the dinner was nearing completetion and Utaha remembered her mom, the lock of the door sounded, obviously announcing the arrival of her father. Turning around with a happy expression because of her father's arrival, she said, "Welcome home, dad~! I hope you feel like having some-!" Squatting down yet again, she now held into her left hand her right finger, after burning herself with the pot she was preparing dinner in.
"Utaha, are you all rigth!?" Her middle aged father approached her, clearly worried. Utaha looked at him with a pained expression, but with a smile nonetheless.
"Don't worry~ Happens all the time. Now, let's have some dinner~" Utaha said, regaining her cheery demeanor. Her father, knowing that it indeed happened all the time, nodded and went to take a seat in the dinning room. Well, they could spend some real family tiem between each other, given that her sister was in college and barely ever visited and her brother was already working and with his own family.
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After School||April 16||Agriculture Club
"Hello there~!" Utaha suddenly opened the door of the Agriculture club, announcing her arrival in a way that would most definitely not be pleasant for anyone inside, with her eyes closed. "I am Utaha from yesterday~! I brought my application signed for you, president~!" She shouted. She then opened her eyes and saw only the girl from yesterday. Well, it was too much wishful thinking, thinking that Matthew would actually be there, not after that announcement from a few minutes before. Utaha just hoped there was another transfer student from overseas with the same name. "I guess he's not here, huh~? That's sad..." She went to where Keiko stood and took a seat beside her, in a chair he dragged with her over to where she was. "So, I guess we are the first ones here~? I dunno if you caught my introduction yesterday, but I am Kashiwagi Utaha. Nice to meet you~!"</s> |
<|description|>Kashiwagi Utaha
'Yahoo~! Everyone's idol just arrived!"'
Utaha is actually a pretty tall girl in comparison to most girls, and even guys, standing at 1.90 meters. Her build is actually quite curvy. Her orange hair reaches her back and is almost always kept straight, but she knows how to arrange it in lots of ways, for when she becomes a real idol.
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Arcana: Sun
Personality: Utaha is extremely lively, way too lively for the good of anyone in her vicinity. It is hard to see her stay put, and she likes jumping around as much as possible, even with her big body. She likes singing and dancing a lot too. Without regards of personal space whatsoever or the slightest hint of what the hell is the so-called delicacy she keeps hearing so much about, Utaha can be quite intrusive upon personal matters, even though she always has the best interests of people in mind, even though she can be quite the nuisance too. She always gives it her all to achieve her dream of becoming an idol, and always gives her 200% at everything, and also expecting that others will follow her example. She also does not accept any kind of slacker, and will force them into working, no matter what it takes.
An airhead and a klutz by nature, Utaha is someone who trips over nothing, forgets things rather quickly, can't read the mood or take a hint, and her fingers seem to be made out of butter, everything slipping through them most of the times. Unable to ever differentiate left from right, there are few actual things she is good at, such as dancing, and also, quite few things that can upset her, being almost always able to keep her cool no matter the circumstances. Still, there are a lot of things that can upset the ever happy Utaha, such as commenting over her height or telling her that her dream to become an idol is a fool's errand.
Equipment/Skills: Weapon: Unsuited for a fighting style that is less than graceful, due to her dancing skills and clumsy nature, Utaha would actually prefer to make use of a spear or lance when the time comes, so she would be able to put it to good use with her big body.
Armor: Not much, the usual school uniform and maybe something underneath it, but nothing slowing her legs down.
Skills: Dancing, singing. Due to an elective she was practically forced to take during middle school, she also knows Judo, if at least the basics. Her grades aren't that bad either, and she's able to memorize lyrics and whatnot in a matter of seconds.
Background: Born to a family of overachievers, Utaha spent most of her life being the black sheep in a family full of people that did not know what it meant to fail, at anything at all, and given how she is, and has always been, Utaha was actually looked down upon a lot. Her brother and sister always thought of her as being worthless and also called her names related to her height and build, hence building to her build complex. Her father barely paid her any attention, and not to say anything about her mother, who knew she was too much of a goody two shoes to actually tell anyone what she was doing behind her family's back. Utaha pretty much just had to put up with it.
Her life, well, it could not be called a living hell, she did not want to call it that, since many others had it even worse than her, but it wasn't something pretty. There was a single thing that kept her on the game, and it was the love she had for the idol Kiruri Izumi. Her songs and dances got right to her heart, and even so, it wasn't the songs themselves that made her hopeful. It was the fact that anyone could become that, even her. It was not long until Izumi released a song that actually filled Utaha with the courage she needed. That day, she was able to finally tell her dad about what her mom was doing, not only wringling every penny out of him, but also cheating on him. A divorce ensued, of course, and she ended up living with her father. He was no longer able of treating Utaha as he did, even though he still spent a lot of time in his work, he now calls regularly to check on her.
Utaha now feels happy about what she did and now aims to become an idol just like Kiruri Izumi, someone that makes and sings songs that reach people's hearts and fills them with emotions, that's what she wants to do the most. Still, she finds obstacles at every turn. Not one agency has hired her in all the time she has been attending idol auditions because of her height and build not fitting the image they search for in an idol. While it puts her down at times, she still gives it her best always and keeps up a positive outlook at everything. She will not let anyone put her down or ridicule her dream of becoming an idol that will reach everyone's hearts!
Persona: Terpsichore, nicknamed Terpsi-chan by Utaha.
Appearance:
Abilities: Agi, Dia, Tarukaja.</s>
<|message|>Keiko Kobashigawa (ito)
Keiko Kobashigawa - Warakuma Highschool - Agriculture Club - Thursday, April, 16, 2015 - After School
""Hello there~!"" A voice suddenly spoke up startling Keiko. She stood up from her seat and relaxed when she seen it was one of the cute girls from yesterday, she visibly sighed. The girl Utaha was her name spoke, she seemed to be looking for Matthew, maybe the girl was hoping he would be here, "I guess he's not here, huh~? That's sad..." Uteha said and walked up to her.
"Quite sad, reminds me of something before I lived with Auntie, I hope he's okay." Keiko spoke up, this reminds of her a homeless guy in her first year as a homeless person before she met with Auntie.
The girl reintroduced herself to Keiko, Keiko politely smiled and introduced herself as well if she forgotten. "Please to meet you Utaha, and it looks like it, I wonder if the other members will be joining." Keiko said keeping her polite smile. She wondered if the other members will be looking for Matthew, she's not well versed in the local news so she not sure if there were members in the club, but from what he said there sounded like there wasn't.
"What should we do if nobody shows up soon, Utaha-san?" Keiko asked the cute tall girl.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Classrom 2-2 | Thursday, April 16 2015 - After School
This day had, to say the least, been a strange one. After the announcement about Matthew's disappearance - and most likely kidnapping even - the rumour mills had practically gone into overdrive; much like they had after Noborus similarly spontaneous vanishing. Kotori meanwhile was left rather conflicted about the announcement - this was the second person who went missing the very same day that she had met them. After a moment, she shook her head to get that silly thought out of her head - there was no way these two were somehow connected and much less that she was somehow involved too. Even so, a small bit of worry never quite left her thoughts throughout the day.
With the ringing of the bell that signalled the end of the school day, Kotori breathed a silent sigh with mixed feelings as she finished up her notes of the day. Putting her notebook away, she retrieved a piece of paper from her school bag - the application form that she'd received just yesterday. She remembered the discussion she'd had with her mother about it - whether it would be acceptable for her to join a club when she was helping out at home. Unfortunately, her mother had shot all her carefully prepared arguments down completely with an immediate and oddly delighted "Yes" right away; leading to Kotori now holding a carefully filled out form in her hands.
Now, however, there was an entirely different problem at hand - with their club president missing, Kotori doubted that the other Agriculture members would be much in the mood for new members right now; the girl knowing little of the fact that said members numbered in the lower zeroes. As such, she didn't want to bother them at such a time - much less when she didn't even know anyone other than the now missing Matthew; and even him just fleetingly. After a moment, however, Kotori ultimately decided to at least head by the Agriculture Club - after all, she'd already decided that she'd like to join, however tentatively that may be. With that, she stood up from her chair - her inner debate having given most of her classmates ample time to already head on out - and, with both bag and application form in hand, to head out.
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Agriculture Club | After School
Of course, saying - or rather, thinking - something was one thing; actually doing it was entirely another. Standing in front of the door to the Agriculture Club - she still wondered why it was such a far-off room - Kotori stood clutching the application form in one hand and the other half-raised as if to knock on the door but hesitating. Still, she had decided to follow through - and thus, gently knocked against the door; generating a rather faint sound that would barely be heard over the voices that she could hear muffled from the other side. Waiting for a second or ten, Kotori then opened the door - and found two familiar faces sitting inside in the form of the two girls who had visited the Agriculture Club yesterday.
"Excuse me," Kotori said, giving a small bow as she did. As she stepped inside, she noticed that the two were, in fact, the only ones here - and had been the ones whose voices she'd heard. With none of the actual club members around, Kotori's original purpose for coming here quickly fell apart - though at the same time, it saved her from being questioned by a club member about Matthew's disappearance as she briefly remembered something similar happening back when Noboru vanished. That, however, was a different matter - the current one being her standing a little awkwardly at the door and not knowing what to say to the two girls who were no doubt expecting her to speak up now that she'd already stepped inside.
"Uhm... good day," Kotori said, her voice even quiter than usual, whilst she glanced from side to side behind her glasses but still seeing no sign of any club members about. "Was anyone else here?" she asked - only to realise that the question didn't really make much sense by itself. Holding up the application form - slightly crumpled from her unconsciously and nervously having played with it in her hand - she added: "I was thinking of joining." A moment later, Kotori wondered just why she'd said that - of course the other two already knew that; they'd seen and heard her just yesterday after all.</s>
<|message|>Akane (Saito) Hanazawa
Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma High Gym // Kendo Club
Wednesday, April 15th, 2015
After School
"I'm glad for that," she replied. "It would've sucked to have missed out on this again... And this place also serves as a good distraction." she forced a laugh. With that, they turned their attention towards finishing the cleaning and they then went through practice. Given her time away from Kendo, she thought it'd be best to stick with the basics. Which wasn't difficult at all given it's just repetition but it was still quite the workout. It was her first day in the club after all, no need to push herself to impress. While having been taught personally back at home, she was in a new place and been away from the sport for some time.
She made her way to the other half of the gym with the other girls and started taking her practice swings. After finishing her swings, she wiped her face with a towel and started drinking from a water bottle that she bought earlier. She was soon joined by Rui and after sometime, he said his farewells. With a nod, "See ya" she smiled as she waved him as he took off. After some stretching, and taking some time to rest, she too headed on home.
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Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma High // Manga Club
Thursday, April 16th, 2015
After School
Another day and very little progress, though, today she wasn't pushing herself to write anything. After writing a bit and taking some time to try to think, she simply decided to put her things a way. With no progress for awhile now, she decided to not to force it anymore and spend as little time as possible on it until something comes to mind. If there's no inspiration or nothing to get out of the block, there was no need to push it. Not like she's in a rush to meet a deadline or anything.
Leaning against the comfortable cushions in the corner of the clubroom and took out a manga magazine from her bag. It was one of the mangas from this week. With nothing better to do, she stretched out and began reading.</s>
| <|message|>Kashiwagi Utaha
Kashiwagi Utaha - Warakuma High
After School||April 16||Agriculture Club
The other girl seemed to be friendly enough, and not as shy as the other girl. "Well, we can always just get familiar with what the room looks like~ And we can also get acquainted with each othere real well~ Let's start there for now!" Utaha said, answering the worries of Keiko. She didn't know how many people were in the Agriculture Club, but something told her that even if there were a lot of people there, they probably wouldn't come after having their president disappear like that. "And don't worry with formalities and honorifics~ We are both girls, so just call me Utaha."
And then, the other new girl arrived. Utaha, to be honest, was a bit thrown off by the girl's shyness. She seemed so fragile and nervous that, well, it awakened Utaha's maternal instincts. She stood up and approached her, wiht a big cat-like smile. She had to bend over a bit, though. "Hello there~ How are you? There was no one else but Keiko-chan when I arrived, but someone may arrive if we wait for them~! So, come, come~!" She grabbed the girl's wrist and started trying to pull her to where they were sitting so they could all chat together. "I am Utaha! And what's your name~?"</s> |
<|description|>Kashiwagi Utaha
'Yahoo~! Everyone's idol just arrived!"'
Utaha is actually a pretty tall girl in comparison to most girls, and even guys, standing at 1.90 meters. Her build is actually quite curvy. Her orange hair reaches her back and is almost always kept straight, but she knows how to arrange it in lots of ways, for when she becomes a real idol.
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Arcana: Sun
Personality: Utaha is extremely lively, way too lively for the good of anyone in her vicinity. It is hard to see her stay put, and she likes jumping around as much as possible, even with her big body. She likes singing and dancing a lot too. Without regards of personal space whatsoever or the slightest hint of what the hell is the so-called delicacy she keeps hearing so much about, Utaha can be quite intrusive upon personal matters, even though she always has the best interests of people in mind, even though she can be quite the nuisance too. She always gives it her all to achieve her dream of becoming an idol, and always gives her 200% at everything, and also expecting that others will follow her example. She also does not accept any kind of slacker, and will force them into working, no matter what it takes.
An airhead and a klutz by nature, Utaha is someone who trips over nothing, forgets things rather quickly, can't read the mood or take a hint, and her fingers seem to be made out of butter, everything slipping through them most of the times. Unable to ever differentiate left from right, there are few actual things she is good at, such as dancing, and also, quite few things that can upset her, being almost always able to keep her cool no matter the circumstances. Still, there are a lot of things that can upset the ever happy Utaha, such as commenting over her height or telling her that her dream to become an idol is a fool's errand.
Equipment/Skills: Weapon: Unsuited for a fighting style that is less than graceful, due to her dancing skills and clumsy nature, Utaha would actually prefer to make use of a spear or lance when the time comes, so she would be able to put it to good use with her big body.
Armor: Not much, the usual school uniform and maybe something underneath it, but nothing slowing her legs down.
Skills: Dancing, singing. Due to an elective she was practically forced to take during middle school, she also knows Judo, if at least the basics. Her grades aren't that bad either, and she's able to memorize lyrics and whatnot in a matter of seconds.
Background: Born to a family of overachievers, Utaha spent most of her life being the black sheep in a family full of people that did not know what it meant to fail, at anything at all, and given how she is, and has always been, Utaha was actually looked down upon a lot. Her brother and sister always thought of her as being worthless and also called her names related to her height and build, hence building to her build complex. Her father barely paid her any attention, and not to say anything about her mother, who knew she was too much of a goody two shoes to actually tell anyone what she was doing behind her family's back. Utaha pretty much just had to put up with it.
Her life, well, it could not be called a living hell, she did not want to call it that, since many others had it even worse than her, but it wasn't something pretty. There was a single thing that kept her on the game, and it was the love she had for the idol Kiruri Izumi. Her songs and dances got right to her heart, and even so, it wasn't the songs themselves that made her hopeful. It was the fact that anyone could become that, even her. It was not long until Izumi released a song that actually filled Utaha with the courage she needed. That day, she was able to finally tell her dad about what her mom was doing, not only wringling every penny out of him, but also cheating on him. A divorce ensued, of course, and she ended up living with her father. He was no longer able of treating Utaha as he did, even though he still spent a lot of time in his work, he now calls regularly to check on her.
Utaha now feels happy about what she did and now aims to become an idol just like Kiruri Izumi, someone that makes and sings songs that reach people's hearts and fills them with emotions, that's what she wants to do the most. Still, she finds obstacles at every turn. Not one agency has hired her in all the time she has been attending idol auditions because of her height and build not fitting the image they search for in an idol. While it puts her down at times, she still gives it her best always and keeps up a positive outlook at everything. She will not let anyone put her down or ridicule her dream of becoming an idol that will reach everyone's hearts!
Persona: Terpsichore, nicknamed Terpsi-chan by Utaha.
Appearance:
Abilities: Agi, Dia, Tarukaja.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov
Thursday, After School, April 16th
The past few days had literally flown by. Noboru had completed a startling vanishing act and to add a new question, a guy named Matthew had gone missing. A gaijin like him and apparently president of the more famous Agriculture Club.
The reports had said that he was kidnapped and that police were still looking for traces. Alexei was a bit concerned about the recent developments so he had set up for a co-worker to pick up his sister from school and drop at the hospital with his mother. That's be the last thing he would be able to contend with. She was too precious to him to not panic a bit with the new developments.
He also had decided to make changes to her daily schedule and incorporate some self defense lessons. Maybe get her excited to be Inoue's sparring buddy.
Because there was Drama on today, he wanted to be on time for once. Ensuring that Sagat would be walking Inoue home, he walked out of the lecture room straight to the practicing room.
As he walked into the room, it was still empty. He threw his bag on one of the chairs and took a look around the whole hall. Though it wasn't that grand or regal, still it had considerable size. He raised his arms beside him and inhaled deeply. He wouldn't want anyone to crash on this moment but that hardly concerned him enough to drop his pose.
The last practice was still vaguely in his mind. He wanted his impression to change on the stern president. He arched his back and looked towards the ceiling as his entire form seemed to emanate a certain oppressive force. Like a hawk just before grabbing his prey, Alexei stood there with his open, thick log-like arms and an expression of relief.
This club somewhat helped in washing away all the tension that regularly piled upon him.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Agriculture Club | After School
Kotori wasn't really sure what to be expecting - but it certainly hadn't been the sudden approach of one of the two girls. It was only when she actually stood right before her and had to bend down to bring them face to face that Kotori realised just how tall she was - whilst she herself usually was in the taller half, this girl was something else. Kotori barely got a moment to reply to any of the questions she asked; the girl simply talking on before she had the chance - before grabbing her hands and pulling her over to the table where the other girl sat. A bit startled at how sudden it all was, she could only give a quick "Nice to meet you too, Utaha-san" and having little opportunity for a more polite bow as she was directed toward one of the seats.
Once there, the other girl - Keiko, as she'd caught her name the other day - spoke up; noting that joining would be a little difficult with no one to allow such a thing around. Introducing herself nonetheless and also reaffirming Utaha's name, Keiko then asked Kotori's name. Now seated and with a slightly dumbfounded look on her face, Kotori simply nodded before slowly regaining her wits. "Ah, yes, I'm Kotori Shirohane from Class 2-2," she confirmed after a moment's pause to both Keiko's and Utaha's question.
"Are you girls waiting for someone...?" Fidgeting with the hem of her skirt, Kotori was almost thankful when yet another voice spoke up and drew the immediate attention away from her - looking up and to the door, she saw a black-haired boy standing there who seemed to be wondering why there were three people in a club room that they weren't part of. Given that there probably was little reason for anyone to come to this room without a purpose, Kotori assumed that he was a club member - on whose club they were intruding right now. Quickly standing up, she gave a bow before speaking. "Please excuse us, we were hoping to find someone from the Agriculture Club." Her voice was as quiet as ever - and trailed off a little toward the end as she realised that she wasn't even sure if that was the real reason that Utaha and Keiko were here for. Remaining standing for an awkward moment, she then sat back down; hoping that the others would clear things up if necessary.</s>
<|message|>Sieghardt Kasumi
Sieg Kasumi: Warakuma High-Drama Club Meeting Room
The past few days flew by for Sieghardt, if he wasn't doing anything that had to do with theater and its amazing arts. Then he was usually wasting it at his house, although it did get lonely over there. He was for the most part the only one there besides his families maids, butlers, or whatever else they needed. Despite all those people being there, it always felt lonely there. Thats why he loved going to drama club, it wasn't lonely, and people reacted to what he did. Mostly Leiko, it was adorable seeing her reactions to what he would say. Last time he played a man who taunted her, it seemed to have its desired effect. This time he decided he should be more energetic than he was before. Just to throw them off a bit.
So after avoiding his teachers grasp to talk about his lovely school performance, he made his way to the auditorium while hearing about Matthew have being kidnapped, or missing. It spread quite quickly, might be cause he was a club president, or his parents got worried after him not coming home. After a couple of minutes he made his way through the auditorium entrance. He however would be second again, this time one of those mma guys beating him to the punch. He chuckled to himself about the pun. Punch, cause the guy punched things and those things being people.
Well not that it mattered, he went over to a table and sat down upon it, pulling out the play Hamlet. Might as well do some school work he enjoyed while waiting for everyone else to show up, but oh how the mighty have fallen, Leiko wasn't first this time around. That was amusing in itself.</s>
| <|message|>Kashiwagi Utaha
Kashiwagi Utaha - Warakuma High
After School||April 16||Agriculture Club
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Kotori-chan~! You two have such pretty names~" Utaha said, taking a seat again and complimenting both of her companions. Still, things to talk about would eventually run out, they just met now, after all, and it would be difficult to keep up a conversation with everyone when one of them was really shy. No matter how talkative she was, not even Utaha would be able to keep a conversation going with Kotori if she wasn't willing to. "How about we play shiratori~?" She suggested. Well, at the very least, they could kill some time until someone got to the club so they could hand over their applications. That is, IF someone ever showed up. They could just play between themselves until they felt like it.
Another guy suddenly showed up in the door, a guy with black hair. Though he only seemed to notice two of them, Utaha still greeted him with all of her energy, or at the very least, that's what she intended to do. When she tried to get up, Utaha suddenly fell down and hit her face directly with the floor. That was the worst timing to start being clumsy, and yet, she just had to go and fall like that. "Ouchie..." She said before, getting into a sitting position so she could caress her nose that she hit. "I'm sorry about that~ I kind of lost my balance~"
Utaha finally got up, dusted herself off and said to the guy, "As Kotori-chan said~ We were waiting for anyone else from the agriculture club so they could take our club applications, but it seems we aren't having any luck yet~ Are you in the Agriculture club as well, um...?" She asked the guy's name.</s> |
<|description|>Kashiwagi Utaha
'Yahoo~! Everyone's idol just arrived!"'
Utaha is actually a pretty tall girl in comparison to most girls, and even guys, standing at 1.90 meters. Her build is actually quite curvy. Her orange hair reaches her back and is almost always kept straight, but she knows how to arrange it in lots of ways, for when she becomes a real idol.
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Arcana: Sun
Personality: Utaha is extremely lively, way too lively for the good of anyone in her vicinity. It is hard to see her stay put, and she likes jumping around as much as possible, even with her big body. She likes singing and dancing a lot too. Without regards of personal space whatsoever or the slightest hint of what the hell is the so-called delicacy she keeps hearing so much about, Utaha can be quite intrusive upon personal matters, even though she always has the best interests of people in mind, even though she can be quite the nuisance too. She always gives it her all to achieve her dream of becoming an idol, and always gives her 200% at everything, and also expecting that others will follow her example. She also does not accept any kind of slacker, and will force them into working, no matter what it takes.
An airhead and a klutz by nature, Utaha is someone who trips over nothing, forgets things rather quickly, can't read the mood or take a hint, and her fingers seem to be made out of butter, everything slipping through them most of the times. Unable to ever differentiate left from right, there are few actual things she is good at, such as dancing, and also, quite few things that can upset her, being almost always able to keep her cool no matter the circumstances. Still, there are a lot of things that can upset the ever happy Utaha, such as commenting over her height or telling her that her dream to become an idol is a fool's errand.
Equipment/Skills: Weapon: Unsuited for a fighting style that is less than graceful, due to her dancing skills and clumsy nature, Utaha would actually prefer to make use of a spear or lance when the time comes, so she would be able to put it to good use with her big body.
Armor: Not much, the usual school uniform and maybe something underneath it, but nothing slowing her legs down.
Skills: Dancing, singing. Due to an elective she was practically forced to take during middle school, she also knows Judo, if at least the basics. Her grades aren't that bad either, and she's able to memorize lyrics and whatnot in a matter of seconds.
Background: Born to a family of overachievers, Utaha spent most of her life being the black sheep in a family full of people that did not know what it meant to fail, at anything at all, and given how she is, and has always been, Utaha was actually looked down upon a lot. Her brother and sister always thought of her as being worthless and also called her names related to her height and build, hence building to her build complex. Her father barely paid her any attention, and not to say anything about her mother, who knew she was too much of a goody two shoes to actually tell anyone what she was doing behind her family's back. Utaha pretty much just had to put up with it.
Her life, well, it could not be called a living hell, she did not want to call it that, since many others had it even worse than her, but it wasn't something pretty. There was a single thing that kept her on the game, and it was the love she had for the idol Kiruri Izumi. Her songs and dances got right to her heart, and even so, it wasn't the songs themselves that made her hopeful. It was the fact that anyone could become that, even her. It was not long until Izumi released a song that actually filled Utaha with the courage she needed. That day, she was able to finally tell her dad about what her mom was doing, not only wringling every penny out of him, but also cheating on him. A divorce ensued, of course, and she ended up living with her father. He was no longer able of treating Utaha as he did, even though he still spent a lot of time in his work, he now calls regularly to check on her.
Utaha now feels happy about what she did and now aims to become an idol just like Kiruri Izumi, someone that makes and sings songs that reach people's hearts and fills them with emotions, that's what she wants to do the most. Still, she finds obstacles at every turn. Not one agency has hired her in all the time she has been attending idol auditions because of her height and build not fitting the image they search for in an idol. While it puts her down at times, she still gives it her best always and keeps up a positive outlook at everything. She will not let anyone put her down or ridicule her dream of becoming an idol that will reach everyone's hearts!
Persona: Terpsichore, nicknamed Terpsi-chan by Utaha.
Appearance:
Abilities: Agi, Dia, Tarukaja.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Rui Shinichi16/4/2015 - Thursday - Agriculture Club Room, on the way to Manga Club Room
As one of the girls got up, only to fall flat on her face, Rui was really tempted to run over and help her up, hand raised and foot forward, but she was already back up and sitting position... Is... Will she be fine? As Rui took a step inside he realized there was a third person, also a girl. From what he's gathered, they're all in the agricultural club, or seek to be... He had an idea who they were waiting for, but he had to ask anyways...
"I'm sorry, I'm not in this club, I just never saw this room being used, I thought it was a class garden...", this place was a green house after all. A fairly homely one though.
"My name is Rui Shinichi of class 2-1. Who was it you three were waiting for?", he asked. None of them were a club member, and they were here intending to join it, meaning they did meet someone from this club prior to today. So who was it...?</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Warakuma High, Auditorium
Thursday, April 16, 2015
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Mako's face was surprisingly stern as he packed his books away, the usual good cheer that was generally so resplendent on him almost completely vanished. It wasn't as though he didn't have cause to be stern, though- for one, his lack of decorum from yesterday was still writhing under his skin like some parasite. He shouldn't have allowed the Yamamoto girl to needle him so. He'd almost rendered all of his hard work for naught, because of one hateful bitch--
Mako closed his eyes, breathing deeply. Now was not the time for name-calling, even in the privacy of his own mind. Especially if he expected to make up for yesterday's slip-up. I am a gentleman. I must present myself as such, no matter the stimulus that tries to get me to act otherwise. He decided that the next time he saw Akari-san, he would apologize profusely for his anger- perhaps throw some comment in about how he'd been having a bad day, or some rot like that. It wasn't too far from the truth.
Because if, again, Mako were being honest with himself, there was another thing lurking about that weighed heavily on him. That weighed heavily on everyone, in fact.
Another kidnapping. Harvester, I think they said his name was. Like the last victim, he didn't know the boy personally. But it still was a troubling development, regardless. Especially with how close together these two incidents had occurred.
Everyone says that we don't know for sure that it's a kidnapping, but what else do you call it? It's not like they're doing it to themselves.
Mako sighed, hitching up his backpack and pasting a semblance of good cheer as he left his room, toward the auditorium where the Drama Club was meeting. He supposed that all he could do was try and keep his mind occupied while the police or whomever sussed out the reasoning behind the latest disappearing act. And what better way to do such than by acting? Acting in a play. Acting like there wasn't anything wrong. Acting like he wasn't bothered by what was happening to this town.
Acting, it seemed, was something Mako Moritomi excelled at.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Agriculture Club | After School
At Utaha's comment toward her name, Kotori, rather than reply, just looked down at her hands; a little unsure what to do when someone just went a complimented her. Her suggestion toward playing Shiritori had barely gotten over before the boy had entered the room - and after Kotori's words, Utaha had followed on through; albeit with a brief delay due to her managing to catch her feet on something and land face first on the ground. Cringing at the most likely quite painful sight, Kotori was about to help the tall girl up when she already picked herself up; brushing the accident off as she did.
Keiko, who had remained at her place - possibly because there was no need to stand up after two had already done so, perhaps to escape the fate that had befallen Utaha - reaffirmed what had been said before phrasing the open-ended words of Utaha in a more direct question as to the boy's name. The Second Year introduced himself as Rui Shinichi from Class 2-1 before asking who it was that they were all waiting for - a pertinent question, no doubt. With a bow, Kotori returned the introduction "I'm Kotori Shirohane from Class 2-2," before answering the question - though her earlier assumption that he was an Agriculture Club member had turned out to be wrong on account of the Rui's words.
"We... I think we were all waiting for Harvester-senpai, but..." Kotori said, briefly glancing to the other two girls seeing as she wasn't sure if that was the case for them before trailing off - given the announcement earlier in the day, there was little doubt as to why.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Rui Shinichi16/4/2015 - Thursday - Agriculture Club Room, on the way to Manga Club Room
"Oh... Matthew Harvester right?", he asked, the kid he saw at the hospital the other day, that was Matthew. Didn't these girls get the announcement in homeroom...? He's missing right now... In any case, he wasn't done talking.
"I see, well I can tell you he won't be here today... Try... Try next week. I guarantee he'll be here then", what was he saying? He didn't know whether or not Matthew was going to be in the mirror world... But he felt it in his gut, Matthew was going to be there, he didn't have any basis for it, but that's what he felt.
"I must get going now, it was nice meeting you girls", he said, bowing slightly before leaving. As he walked the path towards the manga club room, he felt his phone vibrate. A message. He opened it up, and as he thought it was from Kazuki. There was an indication it was sent to Noboru and Kami as well.
Come to the warehouse this Sunday. Megumi has found another person is in the mirror world.
"Hm... That has to be Matthew...", he muttered to himself. After a minute or so he was finally at the manga club room. He realized he was here because... Well, he didn't feel like Drama today. That was besides the point though, he just wanted to turn off for awhile... He stepped inside, and Akane seemed to have the same idea.
"Yo"</s>
<|message|>Keiko Kobashigawa (ito)
Keiko Kobashigawa - Warakuma Highschool - Agriculture Club - Thursday, April, 16, 2015 - After School
The new boy introduced himself as Rui of Class 2-1, the cute boy was the same age as her. Keiko smiled politely and waved him at him. Kotori spoke of how they were waiting for Matthew or another member of the club, the boy response rubbed her the wrong way, next week?
Before Keiko could say anything to the boy he left and walked down off. Keiko gave where the boy stood a quizzical look, suddenly her red flags were raised and suddenly she felt even more worried for Matthew safety. Maybe this young man has some connection to the missing teen.
She should keep an eye out for Rui, maybe she's over thinking this a little, if this feeling lingers she can ask Auntie where he lives and she can keep tabs on him. Well, she should get going, looks like nobody will be coming, she better say goodbye for now and maybe meet up with them soon.
"Whelp, I should be heading home, I don't think any members will be coming today, I see you guys next week, or anytime before if you guys want to meet up later!" Keiko said while getting up and grabbed her bag, and walk through the door, she made sure to do a small wave before she left.
She has to make sure she's only over-thinking this whole thing, that guy couldn't be involved, could he?</s>
| <|message|>Kashiwagi Utaha
Kashiwagi Utaha - Warakuma High
After School||April 16||Agriculture Club
"Oh, yes, it is nice to meet you, Rui-kun~! I am Utaha, class 3-2~! What'd you expect? You are all my cute underclassmen~!" Utaha said, taking the two girls and pushing them against her chest with joy. "I am so, so, soooo happy to meet cute underclassmen like you~! I'm sure we'll have lots of fun in the Agriculture club~!" Utaha said. Of course, it was a bit of an stretch right now, since it semeed that the Agriculture club had been cancelled for the day. Utaha tried her best to remain cheerful as always, though she was sure everyone else didn't feel all that cheerful about the fact of Matt disappearing.
Still, what Rui said. Well, it seemed like hopeful words more than anything. Just trying to be cheerful like her so that other people didn't feel bad, but she followed up with it. "Um~!" She nodded in agreement. "I'm sure Matty will be back soon enough, so we should just wait~" After that, the guy said he was leaving. Utaha simply started waving goodbye at him as he disappeared from the room.
"Well..." Utaha let go of the two girls and made her way to the door. It seemed they would get nothing out of standing there, and Utaha thought holding them in there anymore would just be being selfish. "Then, I'm going back to my house girls~! Take care on your way home~! It is dangerous out there lately!" Utaha said with a smile, and then walked away from there. Utaha too felt a bit bad, so she decided to just go back to her house and have some rest. She felt some kind of hole in her stomach, perhaps it was the worry she had over Matt's disappearance?</s> |
<|description|>Kashiwagi Utaha
'Yahoo~! Everyone's idol just arrived!"'
Utaha is actually a pretty tall girl in comparison to most girls, and even guys, standing at 1.90 meters. Her build is actually quite curvy. Her orange hair reaches her back and is almost always kept straight, but she knows how to arrange it in lots of ways, for when she becomes a real idol.
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Arcana: Sun
Personality: Utaha is extremely lively, way too lively for the good of anyone in her vicinity. It is hard to see her stay put, and she likes jumping around as much as possible, even with her big body. She likes singing and dancing a lot too. Without regards of personal space whatsoever or the slightest hint of what the hell is the so-called delicacy she keeps hearing so much about, Utaha can be quite intrusive upon personal matters, even though she always has the best interests of people in mind, even though she can be quite the nuisance too. She always gives it her all to achieve her dream of becoming an idol, and always gives her 200% at everything, and also expecting that others will follow her example. She also does not accept any kind of slacker, and will force them into working, no matter what it takes.
An airhead and a klutz by nature, Utaha is someone who trips over nothing, forgets things rather quickly, can't read the mood or take a hint, and her fingers seem to be made out of butter, everything slipping through them most of the times. Unable to ever differentiate left from right, there are few actual things she is good at, such as dancing, and also, quite few things that can upset her, being almost always able to keep her cool no matter the circumstances. Still, there are a lot of things that can upset the ever happy Utaha, such as commenting over her height or telling her that her dream to become an idol is a fool's errand.
Equipment/Skills: Weapon: Unsuited for a fighting style that is less than graceful, due to her dancing skills and clumsy nature, Utaha would actually prefer to make use of a spear or lance when the time comes, so she would be able to put it to good use with her big body.
Armor: Not much, the usual school uniform and maybe something underneath it, but nothing slowing her legs down.
Skills: Dancing, singing. Due to an elective she was practically forced to take during middle school, she also knows Judo, if at least the basics. Her grades aren't that bad either, and she's able to memorize lyrics and whatnot in a matter of seconds.
Background: Born to a family of overachievers, Utaha spent most of her life being the black sheep in a family full of people that did not know what it meant to fail, at anything at all, and given how she is, and has always been, Utaha was actually looked down upon a lot. Her brother and sister always thought of her as being worthless and also called her names related to her height and build, hence building to her build complex. Her father barely paid her any attention, and not to say anything about her mother, who knew she was too much of a goody two shoes to actually tell anyone what she was doing behind her family's back. Utaha pretty much just had to put up with it.
Her life, well, it could not be called a living hell, she did not want to call it that, since many others had it even worse than her, but it wasn't something pretty. There was a single thing that kept her on the game, and it was the love she had for the idol Kiruri Izumi. Her songs and dances got right to her heart, and even so, it wasn't the songs themselves that made her hopeful. It was the fact that anyone could become that, even her. It was not long until Izumi released a song that actually filled Utaha with the courage she needed. That day, she was able to finally tell her dad about what her mom was doing, not only wringling every penny out of him, but also cheating on him. A divorce ensued, of course, and she ended up living with her father. He was no longer able of treating Utaha as he did, even though he still spent a lot of time in his work, he now calls regularly to check on her.
Utaha now feels happy about what she did and now aims to become an idol just like Kiruri Izumi, someone that makes and sings songs that reach people's hearts and fills them with emotions, that's what she wants to do the most. Still, she finds obstacles at every turn. Not one agency has hired her in all the time she has been attending idol auditions because of her height and build not fitting the image they search for in an idol. While it puts her down at times, she still gives it her best always and keeps up a positive outlook at everything. She will not let anyone put her down or ridicule her dream of becoming an idol that will reach everyone's hearts!
Persona: Terpsichore, nicknamed Terpsi-chan by Utaha.
Appearance:
Abilities: Agi, Dia, Tarukaja.</s>
<|message|>Keiko Kobashigawa (ito)
Keiko Kobashigawa - Warakuma Mall - Sunday, April, 19, 2015 -
The mall was bustling today, it reminds her of the city, it was a nice change of pace. She always feels like people are staring at her clothes when she walks through town, it was well worn but today auntie got her first cheque which was large, larger than Keiko would expected. Auntie has given her a large amount of the money and she told Keiko to buy some new clothes and have fun. Which is what's she doing, Keiko missed how it feels to buy stuff that isn't to just survive. She has already bought five bags of clothes for herself, a bag for auntie and two pairs of shoes.
All this shopping has almost distracted her from what Rui said, Keiko learned where he lived, but she decided she was just over thinking his comment and just decided to go shopping instead of worrying for nothing, but she will still worried for Matthew he hasn't showed up yet. Maybe Matthew will like a flower for when he comes back. A welcome back gift for when he returns.
But these bags are getting heavy as she walked, and somebody just gotten into an accident, she should rest for a bit before that happens to her.
Keiko just dropped into the nearest bench, with a sigh of relief. Keiko placed her bags on the ground, it was getting warm.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Mall || April 19 SUN
Just as Shizuka was despairing at how much difficulty she was having to retrieve the fabrics with her dark tresses being on the way of her sight, two- no, three people generously came to assist the poor "half blind" girl. She felt embarrassed to have them gather up her belongings for her but very much appreciated the help nonetheless. Just when the other female who picked up one of the fabrics shoved one person and created a domino effect of people colliding, Shizuka flinched in shock and felt slightly guilty for the people involved.
While she quickly stuffed the last of her fabric back into a bag, a gentle hand placed itself upon her shoulder with a voice of concern. Her gaze averted from the plastic bag to the gorgeous, foreign female at her side, who she couldn't help but stare for a moment even if the other may not be able to tell. It wasn't Shizuka's first encounter with someone of a foreign origin but how she seemingly spoke fluent Japanese surprised her, that and she had to appreciate how attractive she was, which was perfect if she ever got around to cosplaying.
Snapping back to reality, the raven haired female flashed a faint smile and replied, "O-Oh, I'm quite alright... I-I apologize for the trouble, but thank you for your concern and I'm truly grateful for your assistance. And my, you and the other gentleman have quick hands, the mess was cleaned up in such a haste." Speaking of the male who assisted her, upon closer inspection, his face felt slightly familiar... Perhaps someone from school? It wasn't everyday you'd see a foreign student in a Japanese school, which tends to make them stand out whether in a positive or negative way.
Another female voice was speaking to Shizuka, to which her attention was given to. While what the other was telling her seemed like a warning, she supposed it was her way of being concerned for the apologetic girl. Taking her advice, she stood back on her feet and dusted herself before explaining, "Um... I-It's only polite to apologize to someone who you unintentionally bump onto, bu-but I suppose you're right. It was rather rude of her to, but accidents are prone on a day like this. I-... I'll be more careful, thank you miss."</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov | Warakuma Shopping Center
"Ah! thank you, Onee-san!" said Elena with a blush from the compliment from the other girl. Though she was displeased by the rude interuption by the other girl, her features didn't convey a hint of her displeasure. She removed her hand from the girl's shoulder and continued after a pause.
"Oni-san here taught me the quick-fold. Well, I'm glad that you are alright. I'm Elena Dragunov. Do you need help with carrying the bags someplace? Maybe you can sit someplace and check if all the stuff is alright." she said cheerfully as Alexei looked at them. Standing to his towering height as everyone got up.
"You go on ahead and take a look, Kotchishka. I'll help her settle and join you." Alexei interrupted with his deep baritone. Giving the girl a full look to see if there were any injuries. Elena just nodded and bowed before she hopped towards the sale. Her objective was complete, with effectively making Alexei help the girl she could possibly look for a good gift for her brother.
"Should I carry those for you, Miss?" Alexei asked in a polite grumble.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
ANNOUNCEMENT: This RP is as of 28/3/2015, Full, until said so otherwise. Just thought should let you all know. Our Devil is almost ready to complete the roster, but as of the day stated, there will be no more submissions until I say so.
ALSO. If you have an NPC who is in a class, please state put them down to be put into class rosters. If you are a Player, please check the class rosters on the 1ST POST of the OOC, and let me know if I missed you.
Now back to our regular program.
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The Kingdom of Me
19/4/2015 Sunday
"Garu!", the shadows within this forest looked a lot like monsters you would find in a classic light-hearted RPG. From bipedal fluffy sheep, to really short orcs and chickens. Rui's wind spell smashed through a barricade of the orcs, before he quickly followed up on it and personally cut down a few of them. Kami was faring quite well keeping the flanks covered, while Noboru would rush in whenever he could.
"You should move quickly if you don't want to be overwhelmed, more Shadows seem to be on their way", Rui responded with a simple 'roger' before he motioned to the other two to advance through the front line they just broke. The forest quickly thinned as they advanced, and soon they got to a clearing. There was a sigh of relief as they looked around and realized no shadows were here... Well, at least that's what they thought.
"I sense something strong there! Stay on high alert!", Rui immediately went into stance, but soon the party realized what they were going to fight was not in front of them... A shrill cry would give it's approach away, as the three jumped out of their position, to let a gigantic shadow bird land in their former position. It was... A chicken? A dark chicken, with a golden masquerade mask, and a jester hat.
"Start scanning, we'll engage in combat",
"Roger... Give me some time", she responded. If this were a game, this would be what you would call a mini-boss... Well, the chicken was waiting for their next move...
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Warakuma Shopping Mall
19/4/2015 Sunday
The large man shopping for fabrics and crafting materials was almost done for the day, or so it seemed on his face as he eyed the counter a few times. After not long he paid for his things, and walked out from the area and checked the time. As he looked around he noticed a girl trip and fall. He was quite ready to go help her back up, but that turned out to be unnecessary, quickly did others help her up... All he could do was speak to himself for a bit as he walked away and towards the food court...
"Hmmm... Maybe if the young master had more friends like that... Oh well. I should buy some food, they ought to be hungry after the ordeal they have to go through".</s>
| <|message|>Kashiwagi Utaha
Kashiwagi Utaha - Warakuma Mall
April 19
Today was a good day. A good day for shopping in the mall. There was some kind of event and the place was bustling, even for Warakuma's standards. Utaha seemed a bit happier than usual, if that was at all possible, as she walked through the mall and singed a certain tune below her breath, something only a few people might be able to hear. It wasn't an original song, though, it was a song of her favorite idol, which she admired and was her inspiration to become an idol herself. Some people may be able to recognize it too, some people did, as they looked at Utaha while she got past them, wondering how Utaha could sing the song in a way resembling so much the original.
Still, her rhythm was interrupted after she saw a girl falling down. She was about to go there and help, but after seeing that other people were already there helping her up, she decided against it. Instead, she returned to her shopping. Of course, she was worried about what happened to the girl, but there was no need to worry, as long as someone was with her. "Happy happy happy crescent-o~" She resumed her singing, walking towards the nearest clothes shop. It would be great if she found some kind of clothes that would actually fit her, instead of having to order them through the internet. It was a lot more of fun seeing the clothes in the actual store than just browsing through the web page of some store.
After some browsing was done, though, it was obvious. They didn't have any sizes that would fit her well. All the extra large sizes were more meant for chubby and fat people, and made Utaha look like some kind of tent since she couldn't fill out the extra space. Well, that much should have been obvious. Utaha let out a sigh after getting out of the store. "No luck here either, huh~? Oh, well! I should buy some food now that I am here~ Food, food~!" Utaha hummed.
And then, she spotted Keiko. Utaha was happy to see her there, though in a town like Warakuma, spotting each other in somewhere like a mall wasn't such an odd ocurrance. "Keiko-chan~! Hello~!" Utaha waved happily at her, and loudly, making more than one person turn around to see what the fuss was about. Utaha decided to approach her, even if it was only to say hello, given that she still needed to finish her shopping in the mall. "Hey~! How are you doing?"</s> |
<|description|>Shizuka Otonashi
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Appearance:
"Which one of us is the mask?"
Arcana: Temperance
Personality:
On the surface, Shizuka may be the stereotypical "ojou-sama" (young mistress), from her formal speech to her delicate mannerisms with a blend of shy and soft spoken side, but do not let that deceive you as the class dismissal bell rings and Shizuka's part time hour begins, the counterpart she created for herself, Shizu-chan, takes the spotlight with her lively demeanor, friendly smiles, and undying passion of being an otaku.
Equipment/Skills:
Twirling Baton (Cosplay prop, can be upgraded to Rod weapons)
Sewing, professional make up, baton twirling, which were all gained from her experience with cosplay.
Background:
Being a balanced student with an appropriate amount of intellect and proper physical fitness, one would say Shizuka is an average high schooler if it weren't for the fact that her family was of a higher class compared to that of an average student. Like most children coming from a wealthy family, Shizuka was left alone most of the time, with the exception of servants, by her parents in their mansion with no one to play or interact with. Not necessarily neglected, but she didn't mind either way as she was an obedient child and she understood that both her parents were flooded with work which needed to be taken care of.
This is why she sought out a hobby to preoccupy herself with. Flipping through the channels as a curious child, she abruptly stopped when an animated female character on the screen magically transforms, with all the colorful lights and sparkles, and shouts, "In the name of the moon, I will punish you!" Eyes widened in amazement, Shizuka could not take her gaze away from the television screen while her thoughts were of how exciting whatever this was and how she wanted to become like them, hues of hair she's never seen before, costumes of different variety and color, and the dynamic personalities each one had.
Years had passed since then, but her love and excitement for anime never wavered. What remained though was her calm, delicate nature she presented towards her fellow classmates, friends, and parents. Her passion for anime (and now manga) was to not leave the four corners of her room. Shizuka would occasionally show hints of interest when her classmates discussed about them but no one, and she means NO ONE, should ever find out about how "otaku" she was.
Keeping all of this within her had limits and before she was about to breakdown, someone on the hallway of the school uttered the word, "cosplay". It took quite awhile for her to learn the meaning and to take enough courage to disguise herself in the colorful costumes and hair she once saw years ago, to find people of similar interests without them ever finding out her true self.
With the positive reactions given by the people she has met, Shizuka continued to create more disguises by her own hands, to the point where she landed at her current part time job at the cosplay cafe as Shizu-chan, the persona she presented to the people of the otaku world.
Persona: Inari Ōkami
Appearance: Illustrated by: Sho Minazuki
Abilities:
Twin Slash - 2 light Slash attacks. (1 enemy)
Tarukaja - Increases 1 ally's Attack.
Tarunda - Decreases 1 foe's Attack.</s>
<|message|>Alexei Dragunov
Alexei Dragunov
He stretched his arms out in front to grab the bags from the young lady as she agreed to his help, forgiving during the course that he had forgotten to introduce himself properly. AS she fumbled an intent to know his name. He bowed deeper to show his mistake and said,
"Pardon my rudeness, miss. I'm Alexei Dragunov. Elder brother of Elena."
Waiting for her reply as he kept following her to a seat where he could drop the bags and let her sort herself out. He felt that he needed a better introduction so he added as they began walking again.
"Though I'm still in high school but I also work her part-time. Should you ever need any help regarding repairs or other handyman jobs, be sure to give me call. I'll put my card in the bag once we grab a seat. Do you need something to drink or are you alright after that mixup?"
He asked curiously, her hair covered most of her face so it was hard to discern her expressions and he also didn't want to be seen as a leering man. It would be easy to get on the wrong side seeing he was a foreigner among mostly Japanese folks.</s>
<|message|>Ito Ishioka
Ito Ishioka-Warakuma Mall-19/4/2015
Already slightly irritated at the fact that he ran into someone compounded with the fact that the boy was returning his smart ass attitude Ito stood back up brushing the dirt off of his grey cardigan pushing his glasses back onto his face. As the boy introduced himself as Sigehardt Kasumi and the girl who's name he hadn't really heard as sisters Ito raised one eyebrow in a sense of judgmental curiosity, clearly he had missed something that happened between the two and was in the middle of an inside joke.
"Hey...how you self-identify is really none of my business, but I hear that some of that comes from some deep seeded emotional issues that you really need to work through.
Feeling like he had sufficiently dealt with the irritating "shark guy" Ito turned his attention to the girl to get her opinion in this entire interaction.
"So, what's your name again? I didn't hear it the first time over the sounds of overwhelming childishness."</s>
<|message|>Matthew Harvester
Matthew and the Fool King
'Arg' Matt woke up on the ground with a headache, he remembered walking to the doctors but the rest was blank. Looking around he found himself in some sort of small town hall open room.. with a throne? Matt had no idea of where he was, but before he could get up to walk around a voice boomed out from ahead.
"Bow, for the great Matthew is here" a voice identical to Matt's but much more obnoxious resounded in the room before the owner stepped down from where the throne was into Matt's vision. He looked identical to Matt except for his yellow eyes and…. unique getup.
He wore a cloak fit for a king over casual clothes and wore a farmers straw hat with a crown on it, he was also holding a sickle. The fake Matt looked like some missfit farmer who tried to dress like a king.
Dumbfoundedly looking at the person in front of him Matt sat up.
"who the hell are you supposed to be?" was the first thing that came from his mouth.
"who am I? I am the magnificent Matthew Harvester, one who fools all into liking him, the superior of all the worthless fools" The fake Matt introduced himself as Matt.
What the hell was going on? was it some strange dream? no the headache was real enough.
"What the hell? I am Matthew." Matt protested to the fake.
"yes I, you, we are the same, the one who acts the fool to draw people in before snaring them into doing what we want, we tie others down to stick by us and we remind them how superior our intellect is to theirs."
This man was a fool, a foolish king, a tyrant of a fool. The things he said made no sense… forcing others to follow him? he would never do such things…
"oh how rude of me it seems we have guests. Welcome Peasants to my kingdom. Bow before me and bask in my greatness." the fools king directed his attention to the now open door. It seems neither Matt had notice it open.</s>
<|message|>Leiko Hamada
-Sunday 19th April 2015-
Leiko Hamada: Warakuma Mall
Sieghardt appeared to agree with Leiko's sentiments, just in the way that she expected he would, but their shared interest in the arts would meet an unexpected factor when a dark haired male knocked right into Sieghardt, causing them both to tumble to the ground with little grace. Leiko stepped back in surprise, nearly dropping her basket of crafting materials as she watched the scene unfold before her.
The dark haired stranger was the first to speak as he rose from the ground, crinkling his nose in some disdainful manner as he made some snide comment on Sieghardt's clothing. The fact that the boy had not only rudely interrupted their conversation, but had followed through with an insult was not lost on Leiko, and a shadow of disdain crossed her features as Kasumi decided to retort. If anything, his response was just as exasperating as the other boy's, and Leiko considered for a moment whether she could slip away and let the two males have it out.
Of course, nothing was that easy, as Kasumi roped her into the conversation with a cheeky grin before announcing the two of them as 'sisters'. Unfortunately, it appeared the sibling inside joke was going to stick for longer than she cared for, and it was all Leiko could do not to groan aloud.
The bespectacled male made some kind of snappy comeback in retort to Kasumi's words, before focusing his attentions on Leiko herself, choosing to inquire her about her name, although in a slightly less caustic manner.
Leiko looked over at the boy directly as he asked his question, her expression unflinching with a curve of a frown on her lips. "Leiko Hamada. Kasumi and I are clubmates. And I find that knocking people over and choosing to insult them with no good reason to be very bad etiquette," she said smoothly, not an ounce of intimidation in her words as she stared at the stranger. "Now, if you have any purpose here besides being a disruption, I would love to hear it, Mr...?"
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Saya Ueno: Warakuma Mall
Rokoru's answer was a bit more basic than Saya had hoped, as he murmured vaguely about how he went running on occassion whilst he thumbed through the clothes rack. She wondered for a moment whether her senior was considering trying on any of the shirts, his words fading into static in her ears as her expression became slightly unfocused.
"You like it? Rock?"
"Hmm?" Saya blinked as she was suddenly drawn back from her own thoughts, aware that Rokoru was a little bit closer than he was before. "R-Rock? Umm, like rock music?" If it hadn't been clear that Saya wasn't exactly paying attention, it certainly was now as she looked up at the older male with a slightly embarrassed grin. "Umm, it's OK, I guess? As long as it has a good beat. I don't really like the ones where they scream a lot, you know?"
She brushed her fringe out of her eyes as she spoke, suddenly feeling a lot smaller compared to someone like Rokoru. Was this working out? Did they even have anything in common at all? The possibility of becoming a drag on Rokoru's time was almost too much to think about, and she beat down the uneasy thoughts with an unrelenting determination as she walked over to where the sale on spring dresses were being held. Expectedly most, if not all girls and women were at the mall today, considering the up and coming Golden Week that hung over the horizon. For Saya, her wardrobe was far to outdated to be considered acceptable, so the event was a good an excuse as any to work on a new look.
After looping a couple of colourful and cute dresses over her arm, Saya walked over to where Rokoru stood and opened her mouth to ask him a question that quickly died on her lips as soon as it had arrived. Over Rokoru's shoulder, there was a familiar group hanging around in the store, the excited babble of female voices drowning over the reluctant males that resided with them. It took Saya a moment to realize where she recognised the faces from, and the blood quickly drained from her face as she looked back over at Rokoru hesitantly. "Umm...aren't those people in Archery Club?" She whispered over at Rokoru with a slightly worried frown. "Umm...do you...do you think we should go?"</s>
| <|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Mall || April 19 SUN
A pair of hazel brown eyes, behind the dark strands, blinked in surprise at how Alexei bowed deeply as an apology for the late introduction. While Shizuka admired the sincerity of the foreign man, she thought it unnecessary for him to take it to that extent as it wasn't that much of a deal. She waved her hand in a manner to show that it was alright and spoke in a rattled tone, "I-It's quite alright, I-I should have asked earlier as well. But I'm pleased to be acquainted with you as well, elder Dragunov-san." Even as she pronounced the name for the second time, her pronunciation was off due to the rough syllabication that she was used to in the Japanese language.
Just when Shizuka had finished scanning through one of the plastic bags in her possession, Alexei started on a more detailed introduction of himself as they continued to walk. Occasional nods were given as a sign of acknowledgment from the shorter, petite girl while she waited for the opportunity to reply to the other, after he was done with his piece, of course. As an empty bench was caught in sight, Shizuka approached it along with Alexei and gently placed the bag down before taking her own seat.
"Oh! Um... Do you happen to be studying at Warakuma High? Pe-Perhaps I might be wrong but... I study there you see, a-and I might have caught sight of someone similar to you." Her voice at this point was soft and unsure from the uncertainty and possible embarrassment of mistaking him for someone else. While she could've sworn he looks familiar, school wasn't the only likely place to spot people.
As she rummaged through the contents of the other bags, she continued, "I-If I may ask, what exactly is your part time job? I have a part time as well actually, a waitress in a cosp-- c-ca-cafe I mean, pa-pardon me. A-An ordinary ca-cafe like any other." A sudden panic ran through her, the moment she absentmindedly almost revealed the job she vowed not to reveal anyone she knew. Finding a new topic to talk about instead, Shizuka suddenly recalled about the card the man was about to hand over to her. With an open hand towards the other, the internally panicking girl stuttered harshly, "O-Oh! A-About that card you were s-speaking of earlier, ma-may I see it?"</s> |
<|description|>Shizuka Otonashi
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Appearance:
"Which one of us is the mask?"
Arcana: Temperance
Personality:
On the surface, Shizuka may be the stereotypical "ojou-sama" (young mistress), from her formal speech to her delicate mannerisms with a blend of shy and soft spoken side, but do not let that deceive you as the class dismissal bell rings and Shizuka's part time hour begins, the counterpart she created for herself, Shizu-chan, takes the spotlight with her lively demeanor, friendly smiles, and undying passion of being an otaku.
Equipment/Skills:
Twirling Baton (Cosplay prop, can be upgraded to Rod weapons)
Sewing, professional make up, baton twirling, which were all gained from her experience with cosplay.
Background:
Being a balanced student with an appropriate amount of intellect and proper physical fitness, one would say Shizuka is an average high schooler if it weren't for the fact that her family was of a higher class compared to that of an average student. Like most children coming from a wealthy family, Shizuka was left alone most of the time, with the exception of servants, by her parents in their mansion with no one to play or interact with. Not necessarily neglected, but she didn't mind either way as she was an obedient child and she understood that both her parents were flooded with work which needed to be taken care of.
This is why she sought out a hobby to preoccupy herself with. Flipping through the channels as a curious child, she abruptly stopped when an animated female character on the screen magically transforms, with all the colorful lights and sparkles, and shouts, "In the name of the moon, I will punish you!" Eyes widened in amazement, Shizuka could not take her gaze away from the television screen while her thoughts were of how exciting whatever this was and how she wanted to become like them, hues of hair she's never seen before, costumes of different variety and color, and the dynamic personalities each one had.
Years had passed since then, but her love and excitement for anime never wavered. What remained though was her calm, delicate nature she presented towards her fellow classmates, friends, and parents. Her passion for anime (and now manga) was to not leave the four corners of her room. Shizuka would occasionally show hints of interest when her classmates discussed about them but no one, and she means NO ONE, should ever find out about how "otaku" she was.
Keeping all of this within her had limits and before she was about to breakdown, someone on the hallway of the school uttered the word, "cosplay". It took quite awhile for her to learn the meaning and to take enough courage to disguise herself in the colorful costumes and hair she once saw years ago, to find people of similar interests without them ever finding out her true self.
With the positive reactions given by the people she has met, Shizuka continued to create more disguises by her own hands, to the point where she landed at her current part time job at the cosplay cafe as Shizu-chan, the persona she presented to the people of the otaku world.
Persona: Inari Ōkami
Appearance: Illustrated by: Sho Minazuki
Abilities:
Twin Slash - 2 light Slash attacks. (1 enemy)
Tarukaja - Increases 1 ally's Attack.
Tarunda - Decreases 1 foe's Attack.</s>
<|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Mall || April 20 MON: After School
After being carried away by her nagging instinct to repair damaged clothing of all sorts, the blonde felt embarrassed for herself for intruding into a complete stranger's business, but it didn't change the fact that something had to be done to that shirt. "Oh! Pardon me for my intrusion, I usually don't voice out my concern to a stranger. But something has to be done with your shirt. I'm Oto-- no, Shizu-chan would suffice. And you ar-- ...?" Her inquiry was cut short when the male paused in his statement, while his gaze was turned away from the other and... onto the store close by? It didn't even take a minute when suddenly, a flash of azure hue, then a blue haired girl stood by the side of the stranger she was conversing to.
This other girl who had just appeared spoke in a rather quick tone, which would have been difficult to catch most of what she had said if one did not give their full attention. The blue haired female went on and on, causing Shizuka to dilemma on whether she should reply to whatever she was asking for or to let her finish her piece before chronologically responding to her questions. At the moment, Shizuka felt as if she should probably leave the two to themselves, since she had no relation to either of them whatsoever. Before any answers or excuses to leave were to be given, the girl started to pull on the loose threads from the shirt of "Noboru", what the girl called him, while being ignorant to the fact of what she was doing to the article of clothing.
"Um... Excuse me, but you're.... Uh....", Shizuka hesitantly attempted to inform her of what was inevitably about to happen to the shirt but the female with blue strands seemed to be too concentrated on the pulling of threads to hear what she had to warn her of. The currently blond haired student covered her sight with her own hand, bracing herself for what was about to happen.
Rip. ......... SCREEEEAM.
A panicked female voice scolded the Noboru person and he scolded her back, from what Shizuka could hear, waiting for a good while before unblinding herself. This felt like one of those typical scenes she would see from the animes she watched, wondering if she were dreaming or this was actually happening in real life. The male apologized for the mishap and tells her that it doesn't happen often. Just how often did this even happen to the poor boy? Were they actually accidents? Or something more than little accidents?
"Errr, i-it's quite alright. I was able to shield my eyes before the inevitable accident. ....Have you put on another decent clot--" Assuming Noboru had placed on another shirt after the original shirt had ripped, Shizuka lowers her hand away from her eyes.
Big mistake. A trickle of blood. Cheeks tinted in a shade of rosy red. Another scream.
While burying her face into her hands, just as the other female had done, the blonde shrieks towards the male, "P-PLEASE PUT ON A DECENT SHIRT!" The commotion created a crowd of murmuring people around the people involved when another male stepped forward and posed...? This was definitely going to lure a couple of security officers to the scene in a matter of seconds.</s>
<|message|>Shirohane, Kotori
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Classroom 2-2 | Monday, April 20 2015 - During School
Kotori's face showed a measure of relief when the announcement was heard regarding Matthew - and a moment later, surprise was mixed in when she realised that it coinceded with what had been said in the Agriculture Club room last week by the Second Year Student who had passed by, Rui. Indeed, Matthew was safe by the start of this week - had Rui perhaps somehow known what was going on? Shaking her head, Kotori put those silly thoughts aside - it looked like the mystery novel she was reading right now was getting to her head. With that, she returned her attention to the teacher.
Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Mall | After School
As her usual way home lead Kotori through the mall, she briefly thought upon if there was anything she needed if she was already here - but after ticking off every item on her mental checklist as being present at home, she came to the conclusion that there was nothing. Instead, she headed homewards - at least, until she heard a commotion somewhere up ahead. Looking in its direction, Kotori soon found the source thereof - in the form of a loose circle of onlookers, some whispering among themselves, some holding up their phones to take pictures or write about it, all of which surrounded a small group of people.
Unsure what it was about, Kotori drew closer - at least, until she caught sight of exactly what was going on. Said small group turned out to, in fact, be two girls and two boys - and a mess of rags at their feet that must have once been the clothing on one of the boys' most definitely bare upper body. Her confusion only grew when she actually recognised two faces - with those two being Noboru, the inexplicably yet again shirtless, and Rui, who even less explicably suddenly started to take on a pose. The two girls, meanwhile, seemed a bit dismayed at the situation - and most likely the attention it was getting, to.
Kotori's by now blank stare was only interrupted by an occasional confused blink - before she turned her eyes away and just started walking on.</s>
<|message|>Noboru Yamamoto
Noboru Yamamoto-The Pose session
Noboru was in a state of disarray. His second shirt ripped, this Shizu girl getting a nosebleed and blusing, and Hisako was ogling him through her hands. Noboru was thoroughly upset at the events that were coming through. He was angry that Hisako started this whole mess. He texted Chiaki, whose message came at a most unfortunate time, back.
No no no, evryting is fine, but there is some yelling gong arond. catch u tmrrw or somethin.
His mind then came up with a most devious plan on the spot. He turned to Rui, who had started posing, and struck a most fabulous pose. He started talking to Rui.
Very nice, Rui-chan! However, your next line will be "Let's do a pose together!" To you!
As he was posing, he started making his pecs dance. They moved up and down, one going up while the other went down. The sheen of sweat still made them glisten and shine in the sunlight. They moved up and down rhythmically, as if to the beat of a tribal war drum. Hisako finally looked up, only to realize her grave mistake. The blood poured out of her nose, running down her lips, looking like scarlet lipstick. She quickly covered her nose, not letting the others see.</s>
<|message|>The Compendium
Warakuma Mall - After School
20/4/2015 Monday
Those... Those movements, is he... Yes he is. Rui read Noboru's following up movements, it was... Yes. He drew in the energy of the atmosphere... That line, the way he said it, there was no mistake what Noboru was up to.
"Hmph, let's do this pose together", after a moment of delay to give Noboru's current pose magnificence, he moved his body into a distinct pose. One arm to his side and curved out, while the other covering half his face. A pose that can only be paired with another. He was getting into this. Between his own naturally dashing looks and Noboru's well-sculpted body, the nosebleeds were understandable.</s>
<|message|>Michiko Yamato
Michiko Yamato-Warakuma High Class 3-3- Monday 20/4/15 Morning
Michiko was reading a book regarding world history. She was interested and fascinated by how much the world was different back then. Michiko wondered if she could ever live in such an era after almost two decades living in comfort in the present time. It was then she heard an announcement being made. It was regarding Matthew Yamamoto, a classmate of hers. It would seem he was finally found safe and sound. Michiko smiled to herself knowing one of her classmates did not meet an untimely demise or something just like...
Michiko shook her head.
"I should focus on my work...not flashbacks..."
And so, the school day starts for Michiko.
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Michiko Yamato-Warakuma Mall- Monday 20/4/15 After School
And it ended not long after.
Michiko was now at the mall to pick up some ingredients for dinner. Living alone means she needed to do everything herself. She was initially planning to head to Junes but remembered she needed to buy a new notebook for personal use...make then several new notebooks. One for financial records, schedules, school, etc. Ever since her grandfather died a few years back, she had to look after the shrine by herself. Her father offered to pick her up and return home but she refused. No way she was going back to the family household. The reason for that...would save that for another time.
Anyway, Michiko was heading to the book store when she saw people gathering around for some reason. Moreover, she heard somebody screaming. Curious, she walked towards where the crowd of people to find out what was going on. Two young men, one of them was not wearing a shirt for some reason, she recognized to be from her highschool were posing ridiculously. She noticed two girls there too and their nose were bleeding. Michiko noticed other people in the crowd holding their noses. She recalled these kind of scenes happen in anime and manga but never thought it was possible to happen in reality. Michiko wondered why her nose was bleeding. Maybe it was because she was focusing more on the weirdness of the scene unfolding in front of her instead of the two young men in their silly poses. The shrine maiden fought back her urge to laugh. The security guards should really come soon before things get even weirder.
Michiko went over to the blonde girl, who was wearing some kind of unique outfit, who was still covering her face.
Is this what people call...cosplay?
"Are you alright?" asked Michiko with a look of concern on her face.
She then gave a pack of tissues to the girl.
"You should wipe that nosebleed before it ruins your outfit."</s>
| <|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Mall || April 20 MON: After School
This was definitely not happening, there is no way this could happen in reality. Could it? Noboru's muscles shined like those of buff male characters in the animes she watched, those of which were supposedly advocated towards the young male audience. Was this a dream? Was she still in the comforts of her bed, dreaming? But why did the crimson liquid trickling down her nose feel real?
Just as Shizuka was debating whether this was reality or a dream, a serene, female voice with a tone of concern was heard before her to which she cautiously uncovered her eyes once more. A maiden with long, dark tresses stood in front of her, offering a pack of tissues to cleanse the dripping nosebleed she was having. The female in maid costume gratefully received the offering with a bow of appreciation before wiping and covering her nose with tissue pressed down on it with her hand. "T-Thank you kind stranger, if you hadn't offered me your tissue, the costume would have indeed been stained. .....Though I suppose it would still be in line with our current theme..." Shizuka mumbled the last statement to herself.
Speaking of which, she had almost forgotten that she was on her way to her part time job before any of these distractions. What time was it anyway? Shizuka gazed down to check her wristwatch. .... 4:50 P.M. Her shift was about to begin in 10 minutes! A sudden panic ran through her as she bowed towards the maiden she had just met a second ago. "O-Oh my goodness, I-I'm about to be late! Apologies for my sudden leave without any proper introductions but perhaps we shall meet again, farewell miss!"
For a moment, she had forgotten about the shirt rip accident and turns her head towards Noboru and Hisako once again, "Apologies to you two as well, I must be leavi--" Dancing pecs. Shining muscles. Two attractive males posing. SPLURT. Even with the tissue placed down on her nose, blood gushed out and onto her maid uniform. Out of pure embarrassment of such a display, Shizuka runs away towards the direction of the cosplay cafe with more tissue pressed onto her face.</s> |
<|description|>Shizuka Otonashi
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Appearance:
"Which one of us is the mask?"
Arcana: Temperance
Personality:
On the surface, Shizuka may be the stereotypical "ojou-sama" (young mistress), from her formal speech to her delicate mannerisms with a blend of shy and soft spoken side, but do not let that deceive you as the class dismissal bell rings and Shizuka's part time hour begins, the counterpart she created for herself, Shizu-chan, takes the spotlight with her lively demeanor, friendly smiles, and undying passion of being an otaku.
Equipment/Skills:
Twirling Baton (Cosplay prop, can be upgraded to Rod weapons)
Sewing, professional make up, baton twirling, which were all gained from her experience with cosplay.
Background:
Being a balanced student with an appropriate amount of intellect and proper physical fitness, one would say Shizuka is an average high schooler if it weren't for the fact that her family was of a higher class compared to that of an average student. Like most children coming from a wealthy family, Shizuka was left alone most of the time, with the exception of servants, by her parents in their mansion with no one to play or interact with. Not necessarily neglected, but she didn't mind either way as she was an obedient child and she understood that both her parents were flooded with work which needed to be taken care of.
This is why she sought out a hobby to preoccupy herself with. Flipping through the channels as a curious child, she abruptly stopped when an animated female character on the screen magically transforms, with all the colorful lights and sparkles, and shouts, "In the name of the moon, I will punish you!" Eyes widened in amazement, Shizuka could not take her gaze away from the television screen while her thoughts were of how exciting whatever this was and how she wanted to become like them, hues of hair she's never seen before, costumes of different variety and color, and the dynamic personalities each one had.
Years had passed since then, but her love and excitement for anime never wavered. What remained though was her calm, delicate nature she presented towards her fellow classmates, friends, and parents. Her passion for anime (and now manga) was to not leave the four corners of her room. Shizuka would occasionally show hints of interest when her classmates discussed about them but no one, and she means NO ONE, should ever find out about how "otaku" she was.
Keeping all of this within her had limits and before she was about to breakdown, someone on the hallway of the school uttered the word, "cosplay". It took quite awhile for her to learn the meaning and to take enough courage to disguise herself in the colorful costumes and hair she once saw years ago, to find people of similar interests without them ever finding out her true self.
With the positive reactions given by the people she has met, Shizuka continued to create more disguises by her own hands, to the point where she landed at her current part time job at the cosplay cafe as Shizu-chan, the persona she presented to the people of the otaku world.
Persona: Inari Ōkami
Appearance: Illustrated by: Sho Minazuki
Abilities:
Twin Slash - 2 light Slash attacks. (1 enemy)
Tarukaja - Increases 1 ally's Attack.
Tarunda - Decreases 1 foe's Attack.</s>
<|message|>Jun Himura
Jun Himura // 26 April // Himura Residence
"Anego-sama, please try not to look so gloomy." Her driver managed to say with a pained expression as he started the car. "Not many people get to spend the weekend at the Kitsune Inn just at the drop of a hat."
Jun glanced at the reason for her dour expression, a message on her phone.
I'm sorry, but my parents found out and they're grounding me!
The girl she had been planning to bring along to the inn had canceled on her at the last minute. Her parents had somehow found out who she was going with and forbade her from meeting Jun at her place that morning. It had to be his doing. Jun wasn't going to be anywhere near Tokyo. If that man thought he could turn her straight by denying her ability to sleep with girls, he was sorely mistaken.
Jun sighed, glancing at her driver through the mirror. "Takashi-san, I've reminded you countless times that it's either Jun, Himura-san, or -sama if you're trying to be really respectful. Anego is nothing but an insult to me." She was picking a fight with the man, but she didn't care. Her driver was a nice guy, but he was paid by her father. So, he was securing his job by refusing her requests to address her as anything less than her position. A sore reminder of her cage.
"Honestly, he's only going to be there for a night to meet with his 'business partners' but for some reason I need to be there." Jun whined, seeing as how she was stuck on the hour long journey up the mountain, she might as well gripe about it to the only person who couldn't get away from her. Apparently the yakuza owned the inn and met there on occasion, so nobody would dare do anything to her on the way.
Kitsune Inn // Afternoon
The manager personally saw Jun to her room, which for some reason had a katana and full set of dogu in it. Jun figured out what she was here for immediately. "A contest of power." She sighed. Well, if she was going to be used as a pawn, at least it was in a way that allowed her to vent. She felt sorry for her opponent.
"Your father wants me to tell you he will be arriving in the evening with his guests, and to be ready by then." The manager informed Jun before leaving with a bow. Jun changed out of her suit and into a yukata, which she figured was preferable to maintain her image in front his friends.
"Which means if I want to enjoy the hot springs without worrying about sleazebags walking in on me, I should do it now. Got it." She replied, drawing a gasp from the manager about how disrespectfully she was talking about her father and his associates. She would normally have kept the comment to herself, but she was irritated.
Jun dropped her bags off and changed into a yukata, bringing the supplied bath towels with her and heading to the springs. "Hey, could you bring me something cool to drink?" She requested of one of the staff passing her in the corridor before stepping in to the changing area.
She wasn't expecting anyone to walk in, so Jun stripped down and entered the shower area to wash herself before stepping into the hot water, her back bare to the entrance and her dragon tattoo visible to anyone who came in.</s>
<|message|>Mako Moritomi
Mako Moritomi//Cosplay Cafe
Sunday, April 26th, 2015
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Mako almost thought, for a brief moment, that Sato was in the clear, thanks to their collective improvisation. Up until that asshole snapped a number of pictures. And Mako had little doubt what the bastard was going to do with those pictures. Which meant whatever reputation Sato had was quickly going up in flames.
Mako felt a spike of hot anger lance through him toward the smugly-smiling bastard as he put his phone away like nothing had happened at all, and he had to try very hard not to simply walk over to him and beat his face repeatedly. It would set a bad precedence for his return visits if he did that, after all. He watched Sato walk away to grab the jerk's order, his sympathies extending to the put-upon "maid." He took a deep, hopefully calming breath, then a sip of coffee, then cleared his throat in the other patron's direction. "Excuse me," he said, the rage he felt somehow not edging into his voice, "but there are clearly signs that clearly say, 'No Photography.' You should probably take those pictures off of your phone if you don't want to get in trouble with the establishment. Just a thought."
He glanced back as Sato returned with the other patron's order... then had to try extremely hard not to burst out laughing as Sato stomped subtly (but still very hard) on the patron's foot. As it was, his suppressed laugh was still pretty noticeable if anyone had been bothering to watch him. Still, as enjoyable as that was to watch, it was unlikely to dissuade the patron from doing whatever it was he intended to do with those photos. Mako frowned again as his short-lived enjoyment at Sato fighting back faded away, to be replaced by the slow-simmering anger.
I can't let him keep those photos. I've got to do something. But what?</s>
| <|message|>Shizuka Otonashi
Shizuka Otonashi || Cosplay Cafe || April 26 SUN
As the Dragunov siblings each did their own thing, the older brother glancing through the menu and the younger sister... eyeing Shizu suspiciously? The waitress steadily kept her calm composure by taking in breaths and flashing a gentle, welcoming smile towards the younger one as if nothing was wrong. Yep, nothing was definitely going wrong, or so she thought, at least to her knowledge. The subtle conflict which was going on over at the other table was subtle enough that the blond maid did not notice a thing for now.
"I feel that I have seen you somewhere." The calm composure the maid had kept up to this point cracked slightly as she replied with an accidental stutter. "S-Shopping district the other day? *Coughs* I'm afraid I can't recall such memory as of the moment, I do apologize. But I was involved in an incident there another day, an embarrassing one in fact, perhaps you've seen me then?" The latter statement was indeed true, but Shizu definitely remembered her encounter with the siblings exactly a week ago. Such kindness and the unique characteristics they held stood out in her memory since this doesn't happen everyday, a pair of foreign siblings, who speak fluent Japanese, generously and skillfully assisting her in a middle of a busy crowd.
Just as the blonde had defended herself, Alexei cut in to have a little scolding for the younger sibling while justifying that she was not the same girl that she was talking about. Shizu felt a little guilty about hiding the truth from them to the lengths of a white lie but it had to be done. In response, an awkward smile was plastered on her face as she just nodded in agreement while scribbling in their orders. At this point, the cosplayer was pretty sure Elena had an idea that she was indeed, Shizuka, but her comment about how her appearance was 'better this way' made her face light up into a genuine, bright expression. "I'm unsure as to what you're speaking of, mistress, but I greatly appreciate your compliment! And as for your orders, 2 quantities of Nuclear Wasteland and 2 quantities of fruit beer. Please await for your orders and I will be back with them in a moment's time." With a swift bow, the waitress left their side and to the counter area.
As the orders were being prepared, Shizu decided to check up on the new, temporary server to hear clicks from a phone and spotted one of the customers presumably taking photos of Saki. Seeing as it was a violation of one of their rules of the cafe, she approached the customer with the toy rifle in her arms and pointed it towards the male student. "Excuse me, master! If what Moritomi-sama had just said is true, then I must inform you that we indeed do not allow photography of our waiters and waitresses unless proper permission has been granted from the said server! Even then, as common cosplay cafe standards apply here as well, each photo will come with a fee. If all of the above do not apply, I humbly ask you to rid of them, master!" Even after the short lecture, the maid lifted one of her hands from the rifle and saluted the master in a playful manner with a silly smile in hopes of cooperation from the customer.
Just after the fuss that had transpired, the bell rang to alert employees of food being at the counter, so instinctively, the blonde turned her gaze momentarily to see the chocolate brownie cake covered by a toxic green hued frosting topped with a petite, grey nuclear bomb fondant decoration. At the cakes' side were a pair of glasses filled with orange-y pink liquid signifying some sort of berry flavoring. They were the Dragunov siblings' orders! Seeing that Saki was making her way back to their current master, the waitress strapped the rifle back on her back and bowed to the two customers with an 'Excuse me.' and patted the other waitress on the shoulder as a good luck with an upward curve on lips. After fetching the orders from the counter and returning to the siblings' side, Shizu carefully settled their orders in front of them as gracefully as she could manage. "Here are your orders of Nuclear Wasteland and fruit beer, master and mistress! I hope they will suit to your tastes!"</s> |
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