Persona- Year of the Eclipse

Gwen is still trying to catch up to the others. She is wondering what has happened...she couldn't remember a thing

After Rork took a few pictures of the scene she left and went to a motel. Booked a place and fell on the bed to sleep.

Jason didn't answer. He merely stood, mouth agape. fuckfuckfuckfuckDOMESOMETHINGDOSOMETHINGDOSOMETHING And something he did. Namely, hastily backpedaling, followed by tripping and falling on his ass. He continued to scoot away from the flying dolphin-creatures, the laughter now ringing in his ears.

Meanwhile, Percy was sitting in a local Burger King, eating some french fries. He had already payed for the order a while ago but fell alseep. "What the hell happened?" he asked himself after taking a sip of sprite. All over the building, people looked at him then looked to the left of where he was sitting. They had woundered why his black trenchcoat was like it was covering something.

He knew that he shouldn't have taken his katana here but he had no choice. This place was......strange. At the very least, he would be prepared. After finishing his meal, he got up and left the building. But someone else was also comming in and got shocked by the door. Time and time again, he woundered what was up with the static electricity and why wasn't he effected at all. Mabye he'll find out in the comming days....

Casper's dark attack was a stunning success, taking out about 3 of the 8 dolphins hovering around. Reid, on the other hand, finally finished off the one he was facing with one, well-placed slash. This left only 4 Shadows, all seemingly heading for Jason.

"Uh...You should call out to that bell sound. It could help you, you know." Reid called out, as he ran, again, towards one of the creatures. He tried to slash, once again, successfully damaging it due to it's distraction, but not doing enough to kill it.

"Oh, well, we'll consider..." the woman, no doubt a whitebread suburban mom, smiled quaintly and nodded. Stephen had laid down the standard argument while she had listened: that video games were an art protected by the first amendment. Not that it actually mattered, the woman had hardly even played it, just read about it. Stephen sighed, and nodded to Saito. The Magician pointed dramatically at the woman and cried out, "Ma'am, for the fate of the arcade, I challenge youto a duel in Virtual On!! Winner decides the fate of the arcade!!"

"No, I don't think that would be necessary..."

Stephen actually, literally, fell right on his face. He stood up, trying to keep his composure. "We'll—We'll do a petition...?"

"Well, if you can actually get fifty people..." the mom said, not even hiding her condescension.

"You're on. Saito, you in?"

A prompt appeared over Saito's vision: Help Stephen? Y/N

Saito hesitated only a moment (though from his expression that may have had something to do with Stephen's antics rather than any form of reluctance) before nodding. "Okay. We should ask the others, too, right?"

Suddenly a man kicks open the door. He is wearing a yellow vest, blue undershirt, dark blue jeans, and red Sneakers. He grins and looks for a random open table. Need to make friends or Mom won't shut up... Hmm here's some people.

Clayton sits down. "Hi there. Have I seen you guys at school actually?"

All Percy needed to do was get to his aparment. If only it wasn't...oh i don't known, Halfway across town?!? Yeah, that sucked. On his way walking, he started to get a bad headache. It felt odd yet welcoming in some ways. Everytime he got that headache, a voice was heard. "....I.....I am....." He slumped against a wall and put his hands ot cover his ears. The voice wouldn't get clearer but it did stop abit.

Now he was confused. Why the hell would he get these headaches anyways? Now he got up from the building and went to his apartment. Before he could get inside, his face hit the door first. "......" He wanted to curse out loud but didn't wanna wake up anyone. Setting those thoughts aside, he unlocked the door to find all of his things there. Before he hit the bed, he fell face-first into the couch. Before he went to asleep, he got up and locked the door. Then he repeated the face-fall onto the couch and fell asleep.

Soiriku woke up and rubbed his eyes. Downstairs, his mom was watching Back To The Future for the umpteenth time. Rubbing his forehead, he wondered what he should do to kill some time. He eyed the guitar in the corner he hadn't played for at least two years. Nah, didn't feel like it. His laptop sat across the room. Stumbing to his feet, he wearily booted up a browser window. Maybe a quick wiki walk on mythology and psychology will prepare him for whatever Shadows he'd face the next time the group went back to Strangeland or whatever it was called.

Jason, hands shaking, mouth agape, reached for the chain around his shoulder and slowly removed it. He raised the improvised weapon and feebly swung it at one of the Shadows. It probably wouldn't have much effect, since he was still on the ground.

edited 22nd Sep '11 10:01:47 AM by Bindlestick

"........." Soiriku stared at the screen for what seemed like hours (which was only 5 minutes), mumbling as he read the Wikipedia entry on The Hermit card: "The Hermit has internalized the lessons of life to the point that he is the lesson....in Soviet Russia, lesson is you, heh heh....There are two possible ways this card can be interpreted:

First, the need to withdraw from society to become comfortable with himself.......I am a bit shy, to be honest..... The Hermit is related through a cross sum (the sum of the digits) to The Moon. While The Hermit mostly integrates the lessons of the sunlit world, the Moon stands at the threshold of light and dark and churns the waters of life. In both cases, treasures can be uncovered through contemplation of what is brought forth. In both cases, monsters may be found.....stupid Shadows.......The original vinyl album cover of Led Zeppelin's hit album Led Zeppelin IV (as well as the liner notes for the CD release) contains a painted picture of the Hermit standing on top of a mountain peak looking down on a small village. The Hermit was the favorite Tarot character of Led Zeppelin guitarist Jimmy Page........huh? Why am I reading this part????"

edited 22nd Sep '11 10:40:02 AM by angrypwnzer

Percy woke up feeling rather sore. He streched slightly and went to his closet. "I need to go for a walk or something..." He changed into a pair of blue shorts and a grey hoodie. Before he left, he put on a pair of white running shoes. Spying his katana in his room, he smiled. "Nahhh" He said while grabbing his house keys and left the apartment.

His aparment was on the 3rd floor and he had to use the elevator. The stairs was a better idea but he was feeling lazy. When the elevator came up, he walked in and went to the first floor. -"new day in a new town,huh?"- He thought as he left of and started jogging.

Soiriku sighed. He moved over and grabbed his guitar, and began to play a clunky, rough-sounding rendition of the Bowling For Soup song "No Opinion", occasionally pausing to retune. "Dammit...." he mumbled. "I shoulda practiced more....." Yeah, you suck replied Somnus.

Balcony of a generic low-class hotel

Ryouji steps out onto the terrace wearing a gold and silver mask.

"Tch...This place is boring. I suppose the only thing that piqued my interest was that explosion. I wonder if there were any casualties." Ryouji? licked his lips, then removed the visor. "I wish you would ask permission before you decide to do that."

"I've nothing better to do, I can't help myself."

"In any case, we don't have much money. I should look for a job to at least pay for our stay here."

"Suit yourself. I'll go back to sleeping then."

Soiriku sighed. What to do? he wondered. His chain scythes were under his bed. Maybe if he took of the chain, he'd be able to swing them faster. Soiriku started wishing that the servers for Innocent Sin Online were still up. That game was pretty sweet. Soiriku began twirling his har between his fingers- he did that whenever he was thinking. Maybe I should study.....maybe tommorow. Soiriku grabbed his MP 3 player and the song "Longview" began playing, as he quietly sang along.

"I sit around and watch the tube, but nothing's on. I change the channel for an hour or two. Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit, I'm sick of all the same ol' shit, in a house with unlocked doors and I'm fuckin' lazy...."

edited 23rd Sep '11 4:19:54 AM by angrypwnzer

After his 30 or so minute jog around the neighborhood, he goes back to his apartment. When he got in the building, someone was talking to another preson at the help desk. Ignoring that conversation, he went up the stairs to his place on the 3rd floor. On the way, he heard something from somewhere. After shrugging, he unlocked and entered his apartment. But as soon as he entered, it started up again.

"I am......., .......art I. The time.....come. Open......"- During the headache and the voice again, he stumbled around his apartment, into his room and somewhat slammed into a wall, making a large thump sound on the other side. "Man, whats with that voice. It was somewhat clearer than yesterday. And that part about 'Open'. What the hell's that susposed to mean anyways?" He somewhat yelled.

edited 4th Oct '11 1:10:36 PM by Zerooo

Soiriku sighed. Booting up a game of TF 2, he joined a game on 2fort and picked the Scout. He almost always played Scout: he enjoyed heckling his adversaries, staying just outside of reach like grapes avoiding the hands of Tantalus. It brought a smile to his face every time.

Soiriku checked his loudout: Force-A-Nature, Bonk! Atomic Punch, and the Atomizer. The quadruple jump technique was his all time favorite: hit up the Bonk, double jump, use the Fa N to pull off a third jump, and use the bonus jump of the Atomizer to seal the deal. With luck, and no enemy Snipers or Heavies to swat him down, Soiriku could easily jump from one battlement to the other, using the bridge roof between as a safety net.

edited 11th Oct '11 7:59:48 AM by angrypwnzer

"Yeah. You have anyone's number? I think I have, ah, Reid's number..." Stephen pulled his phone out and started paging through his contacts. "I'll send a mass text to anyone whose number I have that'd be interested... which, apparently includes Reid!"

Stephen sent a mass text out: I'm starting a petition to keep whitebread suburban moms who probably can't even pull off a shoryuken from closing the arcade. You in?

Wow, guys, sorry I haven't posted recently...

Soiriku's phone vibrated. The display read "Text from:Stephen Shaw" Stephen,,,,,oh yeah, the sweary one. Soiriku grinned. A rebellion was just what he was looking for

Saito answered, "I only have yours... I have never really spoken with the others. I was planning on asking them about this next time I see them, to be honest." He shrugged. "Of course, if you can contact them by phone, that makes things easier."

Soiriku woke up. Apparently, he had dreamt getting the text message. Should said petition turn out to be true, he'd just shrug it off as a coincidence. He looked back up at his screen, noticing he'd been kicked from the server for being AFK.

edited 12th Oct '11 4:19:22 AM by angrypwnzer

"Right, well, I've got a few of the numbers of friends who aren't, ah, Persona users..." said Stephen, "I play games with them all the time; you should meet them... we should also just start petitioning people on the streets."

Soiriku started to feel a sort of itching sensation in his brain. Come on, are we gonna fight Shadows or not? Its been weeks, and we haven't really proved to the others we're capable of actually helping them. Soiriku nodded. He got the feeling that Reid, Eran, and Stephen considered him dead weight. Soiriku set up an empty soda can on his desk, and walked across the room. Soiriku grabbed his Evoker and put it between his teeth. He pulled the trigger- or least, tried to. The trigger seemed to be stuck. "C'mon, dammit!" Soiriku forced the trigger and the sound of breaking glass filled his brain. The Evoker suddenly felt icy-cold in his hand, but he paid it no mind. Somnus materialized behind Somnus, and Soiriku began training: concentrating his Garu ability on the soda can, turning the large, unruly air bursts into concentrated, tennis-ball sized projectiles. That Gabriel person seemed to covered air slashes, so Soiriku had turned his attention to air 'missles' "Garu!" P-tink! The soda can bounced back as the air blast hit it. Soiriku sighed. It sure wasn't as powerful as Gabriel's air blades, but it was nice knowing that he had an emergency power in case he got him self in a jam. Soiriku ran downstairs and hopped on his skateboard, headed downtown.

edited 4th Nov '11 4:15:40 AM by angrypwnzer

Eventhough the voice was somewhat clear this time around, Percy wanted to relax abit and find something about that voice. What the hell was it for? What did it mean? Why the hell does this town feel.....strange?" Those questions plauged his brain untill:

"Nah, [1]F that. To the arcade I go!" He said with a slightly happy tone of voice. He changed into a pair of pants the same color as the shorts, grabed some game cards. Hopefully, that arcade he passed by would have an [2]Inital D or Midnight Maximum Tune 3 game. If not,oh well. He grabbed a coat this time around, locking up his aparment and heading out to said arcade.