boxingemperor: (event: shadow aki)
Akihiko Sanada ([personal profile] boxingemperor) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2012-09-08 02:09 pm

I'm a needy fighter...I don't need a preacher...

Characters: Akihiko, Shadow Akihiko, and anyone in the gym
Setting: Gymnasium, September 7th
Format: Either is fine.
Summary: Maybe he was meant to walk alone after all.
Warnings: Violence, everything typical of a shadow self encounter.

[Akihiko's shadow has been reduced from a snarky, cruel dating show host to a miserable, sobbing wretch on the floor. It cries more than humanly possible, and the gymnasium floor is covered in a thin film of water. This only makes the out of control electrical currents surging through the light fixtures and tv equipment much more dangerous.]

It's not fair! I just wanted to be normal! After the Dark Hour's gone, nobody will have a reason to be with me! Even my best friend doesn't want to be around me anymore.

Quit lying! You aren't telling the truth at all!

[But he is. Akihiko doesn't realize he's in denial, because the reasons his shadow is upset seems so...silly. He should be over these things...he is over them, right?]

Heh, I can't stand to be around myself, it seems.

I couldn't even get Minako-chan to like me, after I thought I finally figured it all out! She turned me down for Shinji! He was always the stronger one.


I don't need anyone! I can get by just fine on my own now.

[Now he's getting emotional too. Perhaps because seeing his shadow cry like that is so painful. But really, that can't be him. Maybe it was a few years ago, but not today.]

Doomed to be alone forever...I might as well get used to it. Nobody's going to help me, so they can just keep their distance. And if they try to hurt me, I'll use force.

Stop talking like that. I'm sick of listening to you. You're...

[Shadow Akihiko looks up at the original.]

You're not me!

[When the shadow hears those words, he holds his head in his hands. The waterworks stop, and the handsome cream-colored suit he was wearing begins to rip and tear as its body grows in mass. His hair grows into a wild mane, and his flesh fades into a pale and sickly turquoise color. A skull-shaped mask hides his face. Wrestlers wear them all the time, but it's the perfect way to hide his feelings too.

The towering gorilla of a shadow flexes and lets out a mighty roar, crackling with electricity as he swipes at Akihiko. The boxer gets knocked into the stage, writhing in pain.]


I am a shadow...the true self!
pitiedthefool: (concern ⚡ I'm in mine)

[personal profile] pitiedthefool 2012-09-14 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Sadly, it's never really like that.

Yu watches in silence as Akihiko faces it, slowly walking toward them both as he finally accepts it. At least, before he falls to his knees. That's when the younger one rushes over to help. Yeah... it really did pack a punch, after all.]


You alright?

[He offers a hand up, not once hesitating.]
pitiedthefool: (city ⚡ in the world we live)

[personal profile] pitiedthefool 2012-09-21 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yu nods in understanding.]

Yeah... Sadly, that's the normal after facing yourself.

[Not that he...ever did yet, but you get the point. Time to take a break and likely ask about those Personas?]
pitiedthefool: (curious ⚡ crack open my secret)

[personal profile] pitiedthefool 2012-09-23 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Sounds about right for any of them these days. Ergh, Persona's zombie-wife why do you do this?]

...huh? [Ah, right.] Oh. I'm guessing you're part of the same team, then?
pitiedthefool: (sigh ⚡ can't live a lie)

[personal profile] pitiedthefool 2012-09-23 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
There's a reason my roommate normally wears the band on his arm no matter what.

[Tell him about it; the SEES leader is his roommate. Yet after learning more about them, they still aren't that much different from one another. One just has the protective, idiot, and troll stats turned up to eleven.]

I don't say it openly on the network, but I'm the leader of the Investigation Team - a group of Persona users from the Inaba region.