Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Kanto Route 4
Me: Well, it's a good thing we followed those Nameless Goons here, because...
-I turn to see a nearby city and point-
Mitte!note
Piku-chan: <That must be Cerulean City!>
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
RNP
Ivan: "Jean, I got that... that, uh, story finished."
-Ivan seems a bit out of it. Got something on his mind. It's easy to see what.-
The Last Laugh : Ahhh, I love the smell of facepaint in the... well, at noon.
-Further loitering ensues.-
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-Arsene disappear as the shield shatters and scatters to the wind.-
-Ren turns to Pent, who will feel something through his persona - like a friendly feeling of being you know who can be trusted as an ally wanting to speak to him.-
Ren: Nagito, if you connect me to the others, I can explain what your and... -thinks- Our other ally's persona are doing, if you want.
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The Wanderer
Prost, Front-of-House
Doc: -To Pent- <Oh yeah, we beat our guys pretty easily, couple of us including me awakened our Personas and Pokésonas.>
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Kanto Route 4
Bastion: Well, qu'est-ce qu'on attend? (What are we waiting for?) Let's go!
Ersatz Alliance
Pancham!Milagros just strode down the aisles. Shortly after, Baby Cat (who he freed earlier) caught up with him.
Baby Cat: <So, I heard you wanted to start training?>
Milagros: <Yep.>
Baby Cat: <Well, we can just start here! Right?>
Milagros: <Wait, right now? In the middle of an aisle?>
Baby Cat: <Why not?>
Lumiose City, after the Auction
The painting Lester and Greaser wanted had been sold to a young girl who suddenly joined halfway through the auction.
Lester: I-I can't believe it.
Greaser sighed.
Greaser: Well, I guess beggars can't be choosers.
Lester: Sir, this isn't the time...
Greaser: Sorry for spreading a moral.
Lester: Yeah, but who to?
Greaser paused.
Lester: Exactly. So shut up.
Greaser: Don't you tell me to shut up, you...
Greaser simply finished off his sentence by punching Lester in the nose.
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Kanto Route 4
Piku-chan and I: <Yeah! Let's go!
-I start running to Cerulean City-
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Fwomph
The Prost - Workshop
Oh sure, uh...
-Pent tries to accept the call. Meanwhile the sword in Silas' hands quivers slightly and then just kinda doesn't do anything for a few seconds-
Hired Sword: Uh... Okay?
-And the sword goopifies and vanishes-
Good enough I guess! Alright, should we check the office while you explain the Navigator telepathy thing?
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Ren: Go ahead. Mona and I will keep watch at the stairs.
-Ren faintly feels the connection from Pent spreading outwards, so when Ren speaks the others in the theater can hear him.-
Ren: This is Director. DON'T USE MY REAL NAME IF YOU RESPOND. What you are experiencing is something Personas in their Support Forms have. The ability to communicate. Basically if Nagito or... -Opting to not address Doc by name- Anyone else with a Support persona can act a metaphorical switchboard and allow us to talk to each other.
-Ren stands at the base of the stairs leading up to the Manager's Office.-
Unfortunately, combat persona users can't talk to others unless we connect with a support user.
-Ren pauses for a moment.-
I imagine that the more support users involved in the communication effort the easier it would be to maintain a connection. Although I can confirm for a fact that it is possible to block communications and there are restrictions based on location. So that's something we all should remember.
Morgan le Fay: <Gotta say I'm impressed you know so much, Director.>
Ren: This isn't my first time dealing with an issue involving Personas.
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
The Prost, Front of House
Des recalls his Persona and listens intently to "The Director".
"So, what's our next move, 'Director'?"
GIVE ME YOUR FACE
Kanto Route 4
Misango: <Onwards!>
Misango would run alongside Bastion to Cerulean City
Cerulean City
Bastion: Okay, so I'm guessing that we're going to the Cerulean Gym?
Lumiose City
The punch caused Lester's nose to bleed. Not a lot, but it still made him pretty mad.
Lester: OW! Okay, I'm not afraid to start a fight.
Greaser: Go ahead. I'll literally snap you in half. Like a twig. You're a literal twig from the neck down.
LESTER vs GREASER!
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Flying Colors
-Rose gives a sort of subtle snort-laugh at Silas's "denouncement" of the Sword-
Rose: Hah. Bluetongue, you're good to go.
-Bluetongue snickers, and dissolves into blue fire before returning to Rose's mask.-
Silas has a annoyed look at Rose, "Yeah yeah. I have no idea how to de summon a sword that isn't mine."
"Not even your sword... hell Solaire isn't even your sword. He is a mercenary, much as he was 600 years ago. Congrats, you have nothing to call your own. No sword to your shield."
"And a voice that refuses to shut up."
"The more you deny me the louder I become!"
Silas sighed, "Okay so... the hell is next?"
A car drove up to the castle, the driver in a slick black outfit and shades, with green gloves, "We'll be waiting down in the village, we'll handle our way in once you get through."
He turned to Marigold, "Good news is that they aren't very bright, scientific geniuses sure, able to read people no. So, who are you exactly and what are you here to do?" he asks.
Yonut, Noontime
A downtrodden Jonathan enters the Yonut on his lunch break. Across the hall, Dave, PC, and an alternate (and dead) version of Jonathan look on in lurid fascination.
Jonathan: Bonjour, Maurice. I'll take my usual, eh.
Maurice: Why the long face, Halliburton? Still not over the breakup?
Jonathan: You know me like a book, Maurice.
Rotom!Jonathan, through Dave's earphones: Dude, can we just take these to go? I really can't stand seeing me in a slump like this. And me not being with Priscilla.
Dave, whispering: Did she dump you?
Rotom!Jonathan: We should have been planning our wedding by now. This timeline sucks.
Jonathan: You ever get the feeling that complete strangers and alternate versions of yourself are chastising you for not making it work with your girlfriend. I mean, what did I do wrong? We were so happy. And why did she move on so fast!
Rotom!Jonathan: For the record, I am not psychic, and we have this aura jammer on so we can't be spotted by psychics. How'd he—
Dave: Never underestimate the transcendent power of emotional pain, Johnny-boy.
Suddenly, everyone in the Yonut had that same funny vibe from the clown man loitering about in the Yonut.
Dave: Okay, is anybody else getting weird vibes from that one guy dressed as a clown?
Jonathan, whispering: 86 my order and call the gendarme. Now.
Maurice fidgets and presses a button. Dave and co. sneak out the other door, driven away by the awkwardness.
Geo Soc Offices
Jean: Is everything alright, M. Losken?
Tommy: Something's definitely wrong.
Jean hears his phone buzz.
From: Jonathan Halliburton
The clown vandal is at the Yonut down the street.
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Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Cerulean City
Me: Here we are!
Piku-chan: <Cerulean City!>
Me: Home of the second Gym. What do you think of this place, Bastion?
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♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Flying Colors
-Rose's face falls.-
Rose: ...Right. Might wanna have a good, long chat with the ol' voice about that.
The Flamebringer
The Oblivion Wing, Lounge
Skadi raises an eyebrow at Rogue winking - a motion that is, of course, obscured by their visor, giving them a rather impassive look.
Prost, front-of-house
Artoria dismisses her Persona.
Artoria: <That sounds useful.>
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
Backstage
-Ren hears Des's and Artoria's voices directly in his ear even though there were no vibrations to cause the sounds. Ren inwardly sighed.-Ren: -in thought- I need to get used to that again.
-out loud- It is convenient, isn't it? Right. As for what is next Nagito and a few others are going to raid the manager's office. Also we made contact and have reached an agreement with Mona. He has agreed to help us. Also. Don't call each other by your real names here. Mona said it could cause unintended consequences in the Real World. I am assuming Nagito will contact you once he finishes with, since at that point we'll have completed both our objectives - recon and making contact with Mona.
Fwomph
The Prost - Workshop
We've been getting in fights but it kinda feels like we don't have anything to use against the stalker? Like if we went back to the regular world and told him 'you've got mannequins and a theater and a singing version of your target in your head' he'd either think we're crazy or that we've got a perfect read on him...
The Prost - Front of House
-Susan just looks around confused-
Susan: <I can't hear anything except you guys and my own singing...>
The Prost - Workshop
Alright, I'll raid the office. If anyone wants to help then tag along.
-He heads in to check what's there-
The Prost - Manager's Office
-The Office is a bit of a mess. It seems the slobbish nature of the Shadow that sat here is conveyed to the furnishings even extending to a double-wide office chair behind the cluttered desk. Behind the chair there appears to be a control panel of some kind attached to a CCTV monitor currently monitoring the auditorium, a tinny version of Maxi's singing crackling from a speaker next to a PA microphone. Among the unlabeled controls is a lever for the curtains, a switch for Maxi's mic, stagelights and a lever simply marked 'Rig'-
-Pent immediately gravitates to the monitor and spots something odd in the footage. He opens the team comms again-
Hey, there's like... Some kind of wibble above the stage, Team D-... Team with the other Nav, do you have vision on it or is it a cameras-only thing? What is it? Can we get the expert in?
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
pain peko
The Prost
Elizabeth: *mumbling* "Is that what you are?"
Christina: <How do we know if we have support personas?>
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
RNP
-TLL saunters outside. He has a satchel at his side, which he reaches into and extracts a water balloon. He throws it at a piece of modern art. It was full of mayonnaise!-
TLL, amplified : "Come one! Come all! Get a prank balloon for that special someone, that being your face!"
-He throws another balloon, at the side of the Yonut. Black paint! And another, at the ground. Oh, wait, that was Barry. Whoops. He sidesteps and throws another balloon on the ground. Superglue!-
-This continues for a while. It would appear the satchel is hammerspacey.-
Silas looks at Rose, "I'd love to honestly."
"Not your time yet."
"But it's being difficult."
Looking about the office he looked over the controls, and then to the CCTV, "I think Bishop could get this stuff working."
Bishop sat on Silas's shoulder, "If we were in normal land, yes Captain. Here? You're on your own."
"Why do I keep you out then?"
"You're worried about the rest of your team but you know I hang in your phone."
Geo Soc Offices
Jonathan, over the phone: Okay, we're coming to you live at the Yonut just across the street where this demented clown vandal who calls himself the "The Last Snickerdoodle" or something is making a mess out of my favorite doughnut joint. I think Maurice still has black paint on his face.
From the background...
Maurice, in the kitchen: It stings!
Cashier: Sir, this ink smells an awful lot like it was mixed with vinegar.
Jonathan: Okay, could someone run to my desk and release all four of my pokémon. No one here is a trainer and I picked the wrong day to give Walter a day off. I am literally stuck in one of the floor tiles.
Jean: Ivan, do you think you can cover this development? Pick up the pokéballs from Halliburton's table. Walter will show you the way.
Walter floats in.
Walter: <Do you have any device I can occupy?>
Tommy: And what about me.
Jean: Is your breathing stable?
Tommy: Yes.
Jean: Go home and get some rest.
Tommy: But what about—
Jean: Walter can take care of Ivan from this point. If you want to be sure, bring another pokémon with him.
Tommy, coughing: Fine.
He takes out a pokéball and releases a furfrou.
Tommy, to Ivan: Take Norville with you.
Norville: <Zoinks. You sure you'll be fine? Whatever, it's just a clown with delusions of grandeur.>
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RNP
-Ivan gathers the pokéballs off Jon's desk and hails a cab.-
-The balloons are really getting odd. Flour, candy corn, pennies, fruit punch, coffee... I think thst last one had a Gastly in it.-
-The Last Laugh does an odd half-psychic-levitation-jumpy-thingy. Either way, he ends up on the roof of the Yonut and continues throwing. The remaining two drifloon who weren't spiked into the ground lift up a small amount of balloons high into the sky, then airdrop them.-
TLL : "Don't underestimate The Last Laugh!"
-A balloon careens toward Jonathan. It just so happens to be full of sodium chloride and power sources.-
Flying Colors
Rose: Huh. Dunno what to say, mine was a pain to even get to acknowledge itself.
Corrin: No real names? What should we call each other, then?
Rose: I'm just gonna stick to calling you Princess like we already do. I'm calling myself Runaway.
Corrin: ...That's an unusual name for yourself. Doesn't sound very proud, certainly.
Rose: I doubt I particularly deserve a name to be proud of.
-Corrin almost responds, but can't find a decent response.-
Oblivion Wing
Lamb has turned up, her costume complete.
Prost - Front of House
"Can all Personas do that?" Colton asked, reaching a hand for his mask but not pulling it off yet.
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]