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towerofanimus2012-04-30 01:08 am
vvvroom) wrote in towerofanimus2012-04-30 01:08 am
First Sin | Intro
Characters: Tatsuya Suou and everyone
Setting: Room 2-17 and then every part of the Tower that's safe, as he's exploring.
Format: Prose at the beginning, might change to match whoever is replying.
Summary: While Jun gets sad, Tatsuya gets angry and tries to find what's up with this Tower and why resetting time didn't work.
Warnings: Warning for Persona 2 spoilers and a truckload of Feels and Cries and Sads.
Room 2-17: Tatsuya stared at the letter for a full five minutes before the world around him began to register again. He couldn't even hear anything for awhile, just a bunch of small sounds at once that blurred into one another. It felt like hours passed as he stared at the letter, but he could find no meaning behind it.
Your world was destroyed.
I saved you.
Bullshit. Plain and simple bullshit. What was even happening? Where was this place? Time was supposed to be reset, right? Then why did...
He thought about before that moment, before his memories would be snatched up, and in that moment of weakness he couldn't, he outright refused to let go of what precious memories he had, and in that one moment of weakness, he clearly doomed everyone and now look what happened. Your world was destroyed. And it was all-
...No. No, that...couldn't be right. Something was wrong. Philemon, that horse's ass, wasn't involved with this, he was sure. Neither was Nyarlathotep, he'd probably be outright gloating about it. He was sure of it, as was Apollo. Plus, the letter...didn't look like it was gloating. But...what could have happened?
Tatsuya experimentally tugged on his collar for a bit before looking in his trunk. Everything in...pieces. Great. At least his bag was still there, so he grabbed it, fished around for the lighter and grabbed it too, almost white-knuckling it. Maybe he could fix his sword later, so he had to be careful around here. Where ever "here" was.
He was going to find out.
Everywhere Else: A young Japanese man could be seen wandering the different floors of the Tower, a white bag slung over his shoulder. Maybe the person he ran into was also new, or maybe they've been here for awhile, but regardless, it wouldn't hurt to have introductions. It seemed like he was new, and determined to explore this new place as much as possible.
Clearly, that poor bastard didn't know what awaited him here.
Setting: Room 2-17 and then every part of the Tower that's safe, as he's exploring.
Format: Prose at the beginning, might change to match whoever is replying.
Summary: While Jun gets sad, Tatsuya gets angry and tries to find what's up with this Tower and why resetting time didn't work.
Warnings: Warning for Persona 2 spoilers and a truckload of Feels and Cries and Sads.
Room 2-17: Tatsuya stared at the letter for a full five minutes before the world around him began to register again. He couldn't even hear anything for awhile, just a bunch of small sounds at once that blurred into one another. It felt like hours passed as he stared at the letter, but he could find no meaning behind it.
Your world was destroyed.
I saved you.
Bullshit. Plain and simple bullshit. What was even happening? Where was this place? Time was supposed to be reset, right? Then why did...
He thought about before that moment, before his memories would be snatched up, and in that moment of weakness he couldn't, he outright refused to let go of what precious memories he had, and in that one moment of weakness, he clearly doomed everyone and now look what happened. Your world was destroyed. And it was all-
...No. No, that...couldn't be right. Something was wrong. Philemon, that horse's ass, wasn't involved with this, he was sure. Neither was Nyarlathotep, he'd probably be outright gloating about it. He was sure of it, as was Apollo. Plus, the letter...didn't look like it was gloating. But...what could have happened?
Tatsuya experimentally tugged on his collar for a bit before looking in his trunk. Everything in...pieces. Great. At least his bag was still there, so he grabbed it, fished around for the lighter and grabbed it too, almost white-knuckling it. Maybe he could fix his sword later, so he had to be careful around here. Where ever "here" was.
He was going to find out.
Everywhere Else: A young Japanese man could be seen wandering the different floors of the Tower, a white bag slung over his shoulder. Maybe the person he ran into was also new, or maybe they've been here for awhile, but regardless, it wouldn't hurt to have introductions. It seemed like he was new, and determined to explore this new place as much as possible.
Clearly, that poor bastard didn't know what awaited him here.
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Apollo...is freaking the hell out.
[WHAT NO, he is not freaking out, that implies that he's angry for no reason and this is a very good reason to be angry-]
Yes you were, you were flipping out.
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...did you meet any of the members of Strega yet?
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[No, no he did not.]
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[Eikichi is WINCING in pain from the memories.]
...when you come near them, all you can hear is the screams and the static of their Personas wanting to get out. They have to take pills so they aren't killed! Shit! Can you imagine if someone had put Hades inside you and he wanted out? One of them...Medea...I couldn't stop crying when the girl that had her was near. She was in so much pain...
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What the hell!? What kind of people...who would do that?
[Monsters, that's who.]
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[Because...Eikichi.]
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Although that thing about taking Shadows and shoving them into people...that gives Apollo pause. Didn't Thanatos mention being sealed? It wasn't his own doing? Did the same people...?]
...Hey, Eikichi. [Thankfully, Tatsuya isn't going to bother bringing up Apollo's thoughts, as he has other things to think about.]
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...This better be good, Ta-chan.
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What if...we taught them the Persona game so they could get real Personas?
[Real Personas that wouldn't try to murder them, at least.]
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Do you think Philemon makes collect calls here.
[Then he says something which is SURPRISINGLY INCREDIBLY INSIGHTFUL.]
Could be dangerous. What if the fake Personas try to fight off the real one? Dunno if their bodies could take it. We'd need to get rid of the bad ones first.
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...Yeah, good point. [But...how to get rid of them? We just don't know...] Any ideas?
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Bring 'em out and beat them up?
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Try harder, Eikichi.]
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What if...what if we sang to them?
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[Ohhhh no he di'in't]
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[Stupid rival stupid Tatsuya.]
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[To be completely fair, this doesn't sound like a thing any negotiations could solve...]
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[Cruel bro. Cruel.]
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Second, I'm not talking about negotiations. We need something that has more...impact? [But what? The only situation he could think of was Nyarlathotep giving Jun that Persona and to get rid of that...Nyarlathotep took it away. How would you get rid of the fake Personas for these people when you didn't know who put them there or how?]
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...You haven't seen one around, huh? [Nope!]
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So what now? Just yank them out? [Can you do that? If so, how?
Igor how do you even work?]
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