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towerofanimus2012-10-23 10:13 pm
evokingfool) wrote in towerofanimus2012-10-23 10:13 pm
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Characters: Minato and YOU.
Setting: Room 2-02, hallways, various. 17th-23rd.
Format: Starting in action, will match.
Summary: Minato awakens from his revival, feeling the urge to play and sing. Especially to those who might be feeling a little down...
Warnings: None yet? Other than possibly causing suicides with his singing?
[2-02 (17th)
When he awakened after dying yesterday, he noticed the changes already. His legs feel different and he can actually feel fabric on the top of the metal legs. He checked and saw that his legs truly did became his Persona’s metallic ones. The other change was the lyre on his back.
After getting out of his bed, Minato tested out his new legs with a few steps. Then he slowly take off the lyre, unaware of the visible gashes on his back. When he hold the lyre in his hands, he feel like...playing it and singing it to anyone who can listen. It would be nice to sing a song to fit the mood...
He shook his head, pushing the thought away. Now’s not the time for that. He got to help the others, since he’s apparently out of the running for the candy hunting?
18th
The urge to sing was stronger today, but he resist and try his best to help others.
By the time it’s evening, his fingers was lightly strumming the strings and he’s humming a tune.
EVERYWHERE (19th-23rd)
All around the tower, Minato was singing and playing the lyre. His voice, for anyone who haven’t heard him sing before, was rather good and pleasant to listen to.
It’s rather unfortunate, for his potential audience, that the more they listen, the more their mood begin to fall... How unhappy will they be? Wouldn’t it be better to just end it now?]
Setting: Room 2-02, hallways, various. 17th-23rd.
Format: Starting in action, will match.
Summary: Minato awakens from his revival, feeling the urge to play and sing. Especially to those who might be feeling a little down...
Warnings: None yet? Other than possibly causing suicides with his singing?
[2-02 (17th)
When he awakened after dying yesterday, he noticed the changes already. His legs feel different and he can actually feel fabric on the top of the metal legs. He checked and saw that his legs truly did became his Persona’s metallic ones. The other change was the lyre on his back.
After getting out of his bed, Minato tested out his new legs with a few steps. Then he slowly take off the lyre, unaware of the visible gashes on his back. When he hold the lyre in his hands, he feel like...playing it and singing it to anyone who can listen. It would be nice to sing a song to fit the mood...
He shook his head, pushing the thought away. Now’s not the time for that. He got to help the others, since he’s apparently out of the running for the candy hunting?
18th
The urge to sing was stronger today, but he resist and try his best to help others.
By the time it’s evening, his fingers was lightly strumming the strings and he’s humming a tune.
EVERYWHERE (19th-23rd)
All around the tower, Minato was singing and playing the lyre. His voice, for anyone who haven’t heard him sing before, was rather good and pleasant to listen to.
It’s rather unfortunate, for his potential audience, that the more they listen, the more their mood begin to fall... How unhappy will they be? Wouldn’t it be better to just end it now?]
Re: 23rd, 25th floor.
"N-not really.." Tohko mumbled. "H-have you seen a spot..that looks like some-someone buried something?"
With every passing moment, the idea of suicide looked even better. She didn't want to let this guy see her cry. She didn't want to let him know of her blunder.
Re: 23rd, 25th floor.
The question surprised him a little. Was she looking for something that got buried? Minato was quiet for a moment, before shaking his head.
"No, I haven't. Are you looking for something?"
23rd, 25th floor.
In Tohko's mind, if you were going to off yourself, even if you were going to regenerate, you had to read at least one sweet story before you went. However, the more and more she read, the less sad Tohko became. Once she was finished, she had no idea why those images had struck her in the first place. Until she recalled that boy. It had to be his costume. Tohko put the book down-which was a bit battered now, thanks to her fingers-and stood up. She'd have to run past him and avoid him when she saw him. She didn't want to feel like that again.