King of Lame-Style
Alice Masen-Redrock town-Church
A bespectacled lady in office attire sits beside you "Miss Ademson, you look tired today, still sleeping badly?" said Alice to her student
edited 28th Aug '12 7:59:20 PM by Sanojutsu
The graceless warrior, wielder of the edgeless blade, prophet of the old religions, writer of fluent nonsense, saviour of soul and song.
Redrock Town, Church
"You would too if you were haunted by nightmares of a failed mission." Reiki shook her head from side to side. "It's just a little bit too much, even for me." the young girl was so open about it, you'd expect someone normal to keep it all bottled up, but no, the young girl projected herself to the world without much difficulty.
"I lost all of my Personas." Reiki sank down into the pew, in both shame and in sorrow. "Ahhh.. I don't know what to do. There's no patterns to the coma cases. We only know WHEN they happen, but we can't strike while the iron is hot, you know."
edited 28th Aug '12 8:09:26 PM by RagnaTheSaviour
King of Lame-Style
Redrock town - Church
"I...I'm sorry to hear that... look I want to help you but my Persona hasn't 'awakened' yet, do we still have time?"
The graceless warrior, wielder of the edgeless blade, prophet of the old religions, writer of fluent nonsense, saviour of soul and song.
Who are you calling short?!
Jon Archwood, the Church
Standing by the door, arms crossed was someone who usually wasn't there. Jon Archwood had made it clear, from the very beginning that he was not part of their team and never will be. They only had the same goals, that's all.
But the recent Shadow activities was..troubling, to say the least. So here he was.
Jon's face was an emotionless mask, far from the smirk he wore at school that made every girl swoon. This was troubling. Very troubling.
"We're too slow. Even if I help your ragtag group, we still don't have enough manpower to do everything we need to. Not to mention we can't cure the damn victims."
His sister...Misty..
"Goddamn it,Ademson,this is getting us nowhere!"
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King of Lame-Style
Redrock town - Church
Alice stands and turns to Jon "Want to complain? Then try to be helpful! We have enough pressure as is without your whining" She says her voice sounding stern
The graceless warrior, wielder of the edgeless blade, prophet of the old religions, writer of fluent nonsense, saviour of soul and song.
Who are you calling short?!
Jon, Church
He looked at Alice coldly.
"I'm not complaining. I'm stating facts."
Master of the Cliffhanger! Fire Emblem Elibe LP!
Reiki — Redrock Town, Church
"HEY, DICKMUNCH, we're doing what we can! We're risking our lives, so isn't that enough for now?" Reiki immediately pulled herself out of the slump. The green-haired girl stood tall, walked to the middle of the aisle, and began to yell.
No, it wasn't enough. Clearly, if it was, they would be getting much further than they are.
"... Alright, what do you suggest we do? I'm the leader, probably because of my skill, or maybe my ability to use multiple Personas, but what would you do if you were in my shoes? Eh? We're shouldering everything here... but that doesn't make a difference, does it?" Reiki looked to the ground. Tears weren't coming out, it was just a lifeless, sullen expression.
It crushed her.
This crushed her.
edited 28th Aug '12 8:30:16 PM by RagnaTheSaviour
In The Zone
Christopher Kingston, The Church
"Sorry for being late, I had some stuff to do at home" Chris said as he walked into the church. He heard some raised voices as he entered. "What did I miss" he asked as he walked over to Reiki and put a hand on her shoulder since she seemed rather down. He looked at the others and could tell some of them were arguing but he waited to see what about. He stood next to Reiki.
edited 28th Aug '12 8:33:29 PM by AuraofMildChaos
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)
Who are you calling short?!
Jon, Church
"That's the problem, isn't it?! We know jack shit!"
He sighed.
"You ask me what I would do as leader? Well, I'm not a leader. I don't want to be one. But if there's one thing that I'm sure I won't do, it's mope around feeling sorry for myself like you!"
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King of Lame-Style
"Rei..." she looked back at Jon "If you are stating facts then why not change them, Why not help? It's not like there isn't anything in this for you! ... and if you don't agree on how we work ,well... Go ahead make a suggestion"
The graceless warrior, wielder of the edgeless blade, prophet of the old religions, writer of fluent nonsense, saviour of soul and song.
In The Zone
Christopher Kingston
Chris finally got a grasp on where the conversation had been. "Look here, we all want to help the people in coma's and we are trying. It's a terrible thing that we can't save everyone but arguing like this only makes us weaker rather than a strong united front. I can understand the frustration from both sides but we need to focus on the real problem."
He sighed. This group was a handful but they were the only persona users around, so far.
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)
Reiki Ademson — Church
Reiki ignored both Christopher and her own teacher. Reiki grit her teeth, shook her head, still struggling to hold back her tears. "You accuse me of moping yet you complain. Who's calling the kettle black?" her fists clenched.
To tell the truth I feel helpless, still alone, fighting, and I don't know what to do... but will I give you the satisfcation of knowing that?
"I've seen them, you know. I tried to save that third person, the one that died a few weeks ago. I tried my best, I fought through that factory and ended up with JACK SHIT." Reiki vented her story, shaking her head as she spoke. Christopher interjected, which was her cue to shut up. "... I'm sorry..." the stress had gotten to her, and probably everyone else to. "I just don't know what to think anymore." she placed her hand on her head, pulling her hair out of her eyes.
Ah... shitty life, shitty life.
King of Lame-Style
Alice glared at Jon before sighing and sitting back down.
The graceless warrior, wielder of the edgeless blade, prophet of the old religions, writer of fluent nonsense, saviour of soul and song.
Who are you calling short?!
Jon, Church
"It all boils down to one thing, right? We're not good enough."
He began to walk out of the door.
"I'm leaving. I'm going to go investigate, do something productive,instead of moping. I'll pas along anything I find out."
And he left.
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King of Lame-Style
"Jackass" she said "But he is right, sadly... Miss. Ademson, I know I asked this last week but... are you sure that there's no way to force the awakening of a Persona? Or at least speed it through?"
The graceless warrior, wielder of the edgeless blade, prophet of the old religions, writer of fluent nonsense, saviour of soul and song.
Reiki — The Church
"I awakened to my Persona just by... being in danger. I suppose being in the Dreamscape and getting in danger is probably the only way to force a Personas awakening, but I probably wouldn't advise it... " Reiki ran a hand through her hair as she watched Jon leave. Something tugged at her from the inside, telling her to go after him. However, it was useless. Jon was stubborn and stoic. She wouldn't get anything out of him from direct confrontation. "We would have to wait until another victim shows up... and take you along, this time... but are you sure about that? Are you ready for it?"
King of Lame-Style
She smiled "I'm done seeing you and the rest suffer alone... If something grave were to happen to you my pride as a human and as your teacher would be gone... I can't have that happen, can I?" She said in a confident tone... or at least feigning it
edited 28th Aug '12 9:04:41 PM by Sanojutsu
The graceless warrior, wielder of the edgeless blade, prophet of the old religions, writer of fluent nonsense, saviour of soul and song.
THE SLORG!
It seemed like just another weekend day for Dan. He was dressed up somewhat formally despite it not being a school day, because that's just how he was. A plain white button up shirt and tan pants, along with his usual black shoes.
For most students focus would be on the upcoming finals but Dan was a bit focused on the recent, odd coma cases. He wasn't sure why; they hadn't affected him or anyone close to him, and it wasn't like he could do anything to help. Even professional doctors were stumped, what could a student like him do?
Well, Dan had already caught up on a good portion of his homework anyway, and while there was still some to do he had some free time to use up. He decided to go on a walk, to clear his head. He mostly wandered aimlessly, and hadn't noticed where he had ended up until he noticed the old church not far ahead.
Remembering the last time he went in there, Dan instinctively reached a hand up to his chest, where the little cross necklace was hidden under his shirt. He was about to turn and walk away, when he noticed... Yes, that was definitely Jon Archwood; Dan didn't know the guy personally, but it was hard not to know about the school's pseudo celebrity. It almost looked like Jon had just come out of the church, but... What reason would he have for going in there?
Putting his hand back down at his side, Dan started to walk forward again. He wasn't sure if Jon had seen him or not.
edited 28th Aug '12 9:10:31 PM by FirockFinion
You are reading this.
In The Zone
Christopher Kingston
It would be risky taking an unawakened persona user into the Dream. "It would be risky but between the few we have we should be able to bring one, worst case I can guard you" Chris said. He ignored Jon as he left, no need to continue to incite a fight. Jon was a good guy if a bit off center so to speak.
"What we need is to find the next comatose person" he finished.
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)
Reiki — Redrock Town, Church
"I understand then, we'll take you along." she said, frowning. To tell the truth, Reiki would rather bear this alone. Slowly but surely she began to regret forming this team. She started it, Christopher supported her, and then more people joined. It was beginning to be more trouble than it was worth, truly it was.
"Christopher, I'm sorry for ignoring you." she scratched the back of her head. "This is really stressful." Christopher mentioned the next comatose person. Now that's why it was stressful. They couldn't find the next comatose person. "Wait a second... I just had an idea." Reiki snapped her fingers.
"There's a pattern, I just know there is... so we need to find out the identity of this fifth coma patient. Should we go check the hospital?"
King of Lame-Style
"Sounds like a plan" Alice said cheering up a bit
The graceless warrior, wielder of the edgeless blade, prophet of the old religions, writer of fluent nonsense, saviour of soul and song.
In The Zone
Christopher
"Speaking of, the radio was talking about victim five as I drove here" he said with a small smile "Looks like we got our lead Reiki. So fearless leader, shall we head to the hospital?" Then he chuckled a bit "And it's no big deal ignoring me, I'm more used to listening you than talking anyways."
edited 28th Aug '12 9:32:24 PM by AuraofMildChaos
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)
Stop Killing My Titles
Allistair Richardson
A tall trenchcoat-clothed figure was able to be very sneaky under right circumstances.
Allistair wasn't the one to get involved in some post-school activities, apart from playing chess on large break. Even then, fellow chess players were looking pretty peeved to see him there. Richardson wasn't quite sure if it was because of his acknowledged "faith" or the fact that he was the best in the school by an order of magnitude, but it surely pissed him off as well. That being, said, it was his last class. After this year's school ends, he will be free to go wherever he pleases. Finding some small job for starters, eventually going to college... He had a couple of possibilities.
And yet, all he now was concentrated on were those mysterious comas. Truth be told, he was doing it out of boredom than anything else, but it was starting to irritate him as well: So far he'd been getting nowhere in his solitude search for anwsers, despite the help from his recently awakened Persona. Turns out one Chaos behind your back and fully-loaded Armsel Striker aren't enough to make it through those weird shadow-like things. He attempted such a brave deed once and it almost costed him his life. Since that day, he decided to be more careful. Still, what could he possibly do?
Christopher Kingston, the guy Allistair has been following, had entered the old church. The two weren't maybe on best terms, but Richardson could go as far as to call him a "pal". Since some time however, he'd been acting... strangely. Young Englishman hoped this is the answer for Kingston's erratic behaviour.
Are you going to get inside that church? His Persona questioned in his head.
"I'll wait. He will come out eventually. This way I may pose as if I was just passing through and very conveniently had overhearded something. That being said, I've no idea what kind of scheme someone like Kingston could be up to..." Richardson responded, observing the ruined building. That's when he noticed someone exiting the church. Yes, Archwood's smug mug was hard to mistake with anything else and yet... something in him was off. He seemed much more... serious. Allistair decided that he surely wasn't the only person in the building, assuming he wasn't a serial murderer of some sort and Kingston turned out to be his next victim.
And then, he noticed Conway. Allistair groaned soundlessly. Why him of all people? He had nothing against Christians(assuming they let him be without snide remarks), but bigots like Daniel Conway were always pissing him off. Always. Richardson gave a sour glare to the boy coming from the other side of the pavement which could only mean something like "Hi. Fuck you." before resuming his wait for others from "Kingston's group". If it really was Archwood, the school's biggest pseudo-celebrity... Then it was something big.
grah
THE SLORG!
Dan got the odd feeling that he was being watched, and slowed his approach to glance around. When he spotted the source, he froze. Allistair. Richardson. Of all people, Allistair Richardson. The times when other students brought up evolution was extremely awkward, but Allistair? Allistair scared Dan. Not just his... Eccentric choice of religion, but his general attitude and behavior made Dan even more uncomfortable then normal. It tallied up to being a person that just generally terrified Dan into always staying as far away as possible.
Allistair's glare immediately made Dan shrink away, like a little dog faced with a growling wolf.* It was only when Allistair looked away again that Dan considered continuing onward, but honestly with Allistair there just turning around and walking away was starting to become a very tempting option.
Finally, Dan decided to press onward, since he wanted to see what was going on. But, he made sure to stay on the opposite side of the road and keeping his head low, avoiding looking at Allistair and moving more slowly now.
You are reading this.
Dreamscape, Iron Workings — ???
"PERSONA!" Reiki called out, holding her ring close to her heart. It blasted with a blue light, and before long a white creature appeared before her, a Persona by the name of Jack Frost.
"HEE-HOO!" the would-be demon clapped its hands together, casting the powerful Ice magic known as Bufudyne. The monstrous Shadow before her roared, ignoring any and all damage done to it. Reiki breathed in and out. She grasped at her left arm, which oozed blood. It dripped upon the ground, decorating it with red.
Why?, the green-haired girl questioned herself. Was it all for naught? Helping others, trying to make use of herself, was it all just a lie? No, no, she had to keep going. "NEKOMATA!"
Another Persona appeared, one with claws, pale skin, and cat-ears. The feline Persona charged forth with the blades out, but it, like Jack Frost, fell to the larger Shadow.
That was the last one, the Persona bestowed upon her with the ability of the Wild Card had fallen. Her powers were drained.
"Huff...huff..." Reiki fell to the ground, accepting of her fate.
Archwood City — Reiki Ademson — Redrock Town, Park — Afternoon, March 21st — Weekend
"Zzz.. o-oh.. fell asleep." Reiki pulled herself up from the bench, trying to fight off the exhaustion. That dream again, of her failed attempt to save the third person. Of her failed attempt to do anything. Dammit, dammit, dammit, it still ate at her. That's why she started the team with Chris, wasn't it? To stop this, they have the gift to, the ability to use Personas.
"That's right, I should stop beating myself up about it and keep going." the green-haired girl sighed. Soon, she stood up and made her way to the church where the team usually met since it was, well, abandoned and they had privacy to talk about this sort of stuff.
Archwood City — The Chanter's Paradise
"A Hhh, it's a sunny morning here in Archwood City, folks! Well, afternoon, but you get it!" the radio sounded, a man with an ecstatic voice rambled on and on over the radio waves. "A Hhhh looks like victim number five of this FIASCO. Is it a sickness, some string of virus? NO ONE KNOWS, NOT EVEN THE DOCTORS!" the guy chasisted the medical system of Archwood with his intelligible rantings.
Archwood City
It's true, it was a sunny day. Plenty of people were out and about, doing their jobs. Summer was getting close, so students began to slack off on their work and just hang out with friends and do all kinds of stuff. Now, it was the weekend before finals in most Highschools in Archwood, much to the excitement of the student body.
While others were studying, ignoring what was happening in their own city, a group of rag tag teens, adults, men, women, children, whatever, they hunted shadows with the Gift, which was that of a Persona, the ability to fight Shadows, the monsters that are deemed responsible for this darkness.
Reiki Ademson — Redrock Town, Church
The young girl pushed the doors to the old church open. She wasn't late, totally wasn't late, and she was rather tired. That was probably because she fell asleep on the way here for the meeting. Still, didn't matter.
"I'm totally not late." she shouted to whoever was here. "Totally not late." Reiki placed her arms up into an X as she walked forward, down the aisle of the church. The groggy lass sat down in a pew, placed her arms out, and sighed heavily.