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destinystrings2014-06-02 02:23 pm
press_start) wrote in destinystrings2014-06-02 02:23 pm
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It was a dark, if not stormy, night....
Who: Nanami and Takakage
Where: Some deserted street at the 13th Hour
Summary: Tutorials are terrible, but maybe skipping it for this game was a bad idea....
Warnings: Hints of SDR2 spoilers for Nanami I guess, but nothing much?
Blink. Blink blink. She felt her mind slowly come back online- to extend the metaphor, her mind was unfortunately a dusty terminal that was years out of date and coming to her senses felt like having it kicked several times.
What happened? Where was she, there was something very inconsistent in this situation right n-
For one, the sky was red. For two, where was everyone else? There was no log of this place in her databases- empty street, the flickering glow of a streetlight illuminating small darting shadows. Rats, cats, and the light fluttering of feathers muffled by distance. Something out of a comic book, maybe. A Film Noir movie. Places she'd never been to, thought about once in a while but often dismissed quickly enough-
But she was here now, so now what?
Nanami reached out, half-expecting a thread of mainframe to reveal itself to her- her arms felt strange, heavier-but-not-heavy, the cool night air on her skin sending nerve signals ricocheting through her nervous system (a strangely exhilarating feeling.) No, no mainframe to be found. There were so many signals to process at once all of a sudden, the novelty of re-connection- (no, something more than coming back online this was-) casting everything into a sharpness that was almost disorientating. Okay. Okay. She'll.... she'll figure something out. She'll just.... stop for a while, taking everything in.
......
That unearthly howl-snarl didn't seem like it belonged here.
Also the sky was red. She almost forgot.
The lack of a command sequence was beginning to be concerning. She'd do something, but what, proceeding forward always required at least an understanding of where you were supposed to go, what the win conditions were for this game- Nanami blinked once, twice, then got herself off the middle of the road. That was probably a dangerous place to be. It was good that she did, because as she turned back to gaze up the road there was what she assumed to be a vehicle approaching through the darkness.
First goal, figure out setting and plot and win conditions-
Wait, was that a car? That looked like a really strange car, it-
That's not a car.
Where: Some deserted street at the 13th Hour
Summary: Tutorials are terrible, but maybe skipping it for this game was a bad idea....
Warnings: Hints of SDR2 spoilers for Nanami I guess, but nothing much?
Blink. Blink blink. She felt her mind slowly come back online- to extend the metaphor, her mind was unfortunately a dusty terminal that was years out of date and coming to her senses felt like having it kicked several times.
What happened? Where was she, there was something very inconsistent in this situation right n-
For one, the sky was red. For two, where was everyone else? There was no log of this place in her databases- empty street, the flickering glow of a streetlight illuminating small darting shadows. Rats, cats, and the light fluttering of feathers muffled by distance. Something out of a comic book, maybe. A Film Noir movie. Places she'd never been to, thought about once in a while but often dismissed quickly enough-
But she was here now, so now what?
Nanami reached out, half-expecting a thread of mainframe to reveal itself to her- her arms felt strange, heavier-but-not-heavy, the cool night air on her skin sending nerve signals ricocheting through her nervous system (a strangely exhilarating feeling.) No, no mainframe to be found. There were so many signals to process at once all of a sudden, the novelty of re-connection- (no, something more than coming back online this was-) casting everything into a sharpness that was almost disorientating. Okay. Okay. She'll.... she'll figure something out. She'll just.... stop for a while, taking everything in.
......
That unearthly howl-snarl didn't seem like it belonged here.
Also the sky was red. She almost forgot.
The lack of a command sequence was beginning to be concerning. She'd do something, but what, proceeding forward always required at least an understanding of where you were supposed to go, what the win conditions were for this game- Nanami blinked once, twice, then got herself off the middle of the road. That was probably a dangerous place to be. It was good that she did, because as she turned back to gaze up the road there was what she assumed to be a vehicle approaching through the darkness.
First goal, figure out setting and plot and win conditions-
Wait, was that a car? That looked like a really strange car, it-
That's not a car.
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"Mmm, I see...."
She should know its name instinctively. Oh, she did, it didn't even take instinct- general knowledge was enough. There was no mistaking that 8-bit sound effect, or that design.
Hello, quaint protagonist of the Galaga arcade game. You look lovely when non-pixelated.
"Do we know those skills by instinct? Or do I have to look them up, figure them out?"
(It's a lot of excitement, come to think of it. After she closes her question Nanami stifles a yawn with a hand. Lots of excitement. Lots of information to process. Boy, all this input would be enough to tire anyone out....)
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"The knowledge ought to be innate." He nods. "There is potential for growth, though. There are six more abilities which will come into being gradually if you use your Persona often." Since he had used Koppa Tengu so much, his own Persona already had the full complement.
"Though... I believe it requires you to engage in skirmishes with demons."
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.... .... z....zzzzz....w..ait...
"-skirmishes with demons? Like, monster battles?" Her head was slightly lowered from having zoned out, but her eyes opened and glanced up. Demons, like that thing just now. Ooh, could she have a tutorial battle now if she wanted-
"Do they drop anything when they die? Gold? Items?"
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"Sometimes. Though I have not seen gold as a metal, if that is what you were thinking of. Their drops can be sold for small amouts of money, but it isn't an advisable career choice." Which was why he had a daytime job as a librarian.
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"Oh. So we need to... ... actually find a source of income?"
This was more slice-of-life than Nanami thought. Not that she didn't like it, but having to juggle a livelihood on top of the perpetual lure of monster battles seemed.... sigh. Having to fund weapon and armor upgrades by jobs? It was a bit of a genre-deviation.
"Do we have to? I mean, is it possible to get by without the livelihood part...?"
(Nanami, you need to eat.)
(The Drawbacks of being a Shut-in, in theatres soon.)
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The strategist missed the cut-off point by just one year, so he was already qualified as an adult and therefore required a job.
[[mild sdr2 spoiler warnings for any log browsers~]]
...... "...individuals of schooling age are given meals? Oh, that's nice." Wait. Wait, there was something more here- individuals of schooling age, did she have to be schooled?
(Well, she'd never received a formal education, per se, she would like to find out what it was like... ... though, a lot of the information that was supposed to be taught in highschool she probably had stored down somewhere.... unless it was a special game curriculum as well? Who knows.)
i am so late oh my god
She looked around... sixteen, seventeen? Presumably? But then again, given that he was twenty-six and still got mistaken as eighteen... he wouldn't put too much stock into that.
[[spoiler tag again for any casual readers lmao]]
Not technically, but then again, technically...
"I guess. I'm .... sixteen, the last I checked." Nanami blinked, seeming quite unaware that this was a very unusual answer to give to a fairly straightforward question.
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He let it slide, though he did file the question away for latter investigation.
"Well, it ought to be reasonable to suppose that the government will give you a place in the schools." Hopefully. The thought of Nanami having to fend for herself is... a little worrying, to be honest.
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What would it be like, going to school here, she did wonder. "The government here's really accommodating, finding places for people that come in and things...."
You didn't find a lot of government presence in many games. It generally wasn't a particularly exciting thing to grapple with, after all, but one did wonder how the system worked sometimes....
Interesting, interesting. When you're the playable character things get a lot more detailed than you expect, huh.
Well, Nanami supposed this was simply how Real Life went about doing things.
".... I'll... keep that in mind and ask about arrangements soon. Thanks....!"
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Pause.
Is she going to leave soon?
"... do you know where your apartment is?"
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"....apartment?" Um. Right. About that.... "Ah.... I only just got here, so I'm not really sure.... ...where do I check up such information?"
and the award for slowest rper goes to me
Ah yes, checking. He focused for a moment, and the COMP popped into existence.
"Each Visitor has access to a database management device. I believe it is colloquially called a computer. With it, you can navigate the information available to us."
Will she be able to call it out, though?