A Dance in Vivacissimo for the Velvet Room

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Who: EVERYONE
Where: Velvet Room
Summary: The blue door appears and it's time for a little field trip
Warnings: DJ Velvet?

This time, there didn't seem to be a crisis, but nevertheless, the Velvet roomed showed up once again. As usual, policemen and WAND operatives protected the door, the rendezvous point was well guarded.

As they stepped in, the group weren't given much information as to what exactly you were heading into. Unless you've been a Guest before or had visited two times prior, this entire experience will be completely new...and even if you've been here, the experience is still new.



The bar is spacious and large. The place is oddly calming; as if all the troubles of the city have melted away and you're just drifting in the sea. A multitude of blue butterflies are flying on the ceiling overhead.

Now, for some of those who had been here before, there was something different this time.

The lights were mostly out, the dim bar setting made even more evident. The remaining lights, however, pointed to a musical setup. In the back, a single dark figure bouncing his head back and forth, as the sound began to fill your ears. The voice, for those who have heard her speak, sounds like Caroline was doing the background vocal work.

The Aria of the Soul...just served a little differently.

Now the full meaning of the Velvet Bar comes to fruition.

If you can spot Igor in the farthest corner (it's hard to see without the lights) he has...a pair of sunglasses? He seems to be pretty quiet this evening, and instead Caroline is there to great everyone as the music continues to play.

"Welcome to the Velvet Room. My name is Caroline...and this is DJ Velvet, my brother William."

He responds by raising one of his hands in the air and giving a V sign, before going back to mixing.

"This place exists between mind and matter... A room for those who gave forged a contract... For those who are here for the first time, you now must know that in awakening to the power of Persona granted to you by Philemon, you are bound to a contract. You are all now guests of the Velvet Room. You all have the ability to hold multiple Personas and wield their powers...a wildcard ability. However the rules of this world are rather...unique."

Her tone of voice was clearly much better than the previous two times. Caroline was gaining, slowly a bit more assurance in herself. She also seemed much more relaxed with William around.

"As you continue to live here longer and aid this ailing world, the connection and bonds you forge will reinforce your Destiny String, and allow you to truly unlock your full potential. As stipulated by the contact, we will aid you to the best of our abilities. I hope you find your stay tonight enjoyable."

Caroline then goes behind the bar and awaits for those who might wish to talk with her. Or perhaps you'd like to go see William first?

[OOC : Welcome to the Velvet Room. There but a few instructions here:
▶ Go to the [PERSONA UPDATE LIST] and fill out the information for your character.
▶ To get a new Persona, you go to [HERE] (althought the post is still in migration, you can find the old list [HERE]) and pick a public persona, then fill out a request [HERE]. Remember you cannot get persona that belongs to someone else! You can request a Persona (or two if you are a previous Persona user) until the 29th of November.
▶ This time, requests can be given from either Caroline OR William [HERE] and remember you only get one request per month. You can request a Quest until the 29th of November, or wait until next month. You can only as one request and it can be either Caroline or William.
▶ You can talk with Igor, Caroline, William, hang around, have a drink (what is in that drink anyway?) or just talk between yourselves.

Comments

[not_a_leviathan]

"I guess I am. My name's Lev. What's your name?" He did his best to try to ignore the music. He knew other people liked wild music like that, but he hadn't been brought up with that kind of music at all.

There was something about this boy that unnerved him, but he refused to let it bother him.

[the_usual_stuff]

"I'm called Pharos," he didn't mind the music himself. His containers had always have a very diverse taste in their music, ranging from modern rock blasting away in their headphones to listening to a soothing classical piece. Pharos had picked up on that, like he had done with many other things with them.

There's nothing particularly wrong with being unnerved by Death, Lev. It's universal, to be a little unsettled by it. "Hey, is this your first visit? To this Room."

[not_a_leviathan]

He's been close enough to it, considering he was basically born to be a sacrifice to God, thanks.

"It is. I only... I guess they call it awakened? I only got my Persona recently. It's still strange." And he still wondered if he was really worthy of having his soul reflect an angel of all things.

[linefacingforever]

Yu tried to keep the exasperated noise from coming out, but with Izanagi reacting the same way, it was impossible to. He shook his head, giving her a sidelong glance.

"You know, if your trying to conceal your identity from other people, that… probably isn't going to help," he murmured faintly. He didn't want to be rude, but… Izanami please.

[otakuro]

"Oh. Right."

Atsuro pauses for a moment as he tries to think about how suitably embarrassed he should look.

"Actually, it was yesterday. ...I kind of stopped worrying once we get to two days before and nothing weird had happened. Looks like this isn't going to be a monthly thing after all."

Them's the breaks.

[the_usual_stuff]

Pharos leaned forward, body language strange but non-threatening. The music, a background rhythm that throbbed and bounced through the air, continued playing and the droning voices of the many Guests speaking provided a secondary source of noise over that music.

"Is that so? Well, that's good," His smile widened a little. To awaken a Persona, meant that the user had feel the need to defend his life, to keep living, to prevent themselves from simply submitting to their demise. That was good. Or to protect themselves or another from a threat. "And what was its name, can I ask?"

[not_a_leviathan]

Lev thought for a moment. Well, telling it to a little kid couldn't do too much harm, probably. And really, no one here knew what he did at home. He wasn't 'The Clapper Who Didn't Clap' here - he could just be Lev, without worry of Juvey cops or parts pirates.

"Zadkiel. He's an angel of mercy. It's a little strange that he would be the one who was my Persona, though."

Though he considered himself merciful, or at least someone who attempted to be so, he really didn't deserve that kind of honor.

[plunderbunny]

She flipped the pages slowly, taking in all the information laid out before her.

"Amazing! I've never seen so many different spirits before." She said, utterly fascinated.

At least, however, until she turns to one page in particular and all the color drains out of her face. "What... what is this? Some kind of sick joke!?"

[the_usual_stuff]

There was a curious gleam in Pharos' bright blue eyes as he stared back at the older boy. His Persona was Zadkiel, angel of mercy and freedom? One of those angelic creatures who was programmed to adore the divine and smote his enemies. It had amused him once, the contradiction of the angels, who consider being freed a fate so much worse than Death that it became the origin of the concept of eternal damnation and yet had an angel of freedom in their ranks.

"Zadkiel," he repeated aloud, softly. He held up an finger questioningly. "Why should such a being—an angel—be unfitting for you?"

[primordial]

"Their own Shadows? What, are those different from Personas?"

These new names for things he didn't know of...he had to know what they were, how he could put them together and use them to his advantage. And this lady in front of him, she could tell him the answers. So, he keeps asking, quietly, as to not prod in too far into information she probably would not give a stranger like him.

"Would that place be the demon world? Oh, but wait, you said it doesn't exist here...I just thought that might be in because somebody mentioned that during the 13th hour, it appears. What is that place, then?"

[not_a_leviathan]

"... Because I was raised for a religious purpose, and after a certain event in my life I didn't want to do it anymore. Even recently, there were people who thought I was more of a sort of divine figurehead, instead of just being me. I still believe in God, but I... I don't know that all of what I was taught was true."

He felt suddenly vulnerable in front of this little boy. He didn't normally talk about this sort of thing, but there was something about this place that made him just want to talk about what he felt. Maybe it was the calming atmosphere - or maybe this place really did have something to do with the unconscious mind.

[djvelvetinwhite]

With a grin, he flipped the same card he was holding that had white on it twice and now it said "Yes."

Another card, this time grabbed from the air, as he gave it to him.

"It helps to understand a Guest's personality."

[djvelvetingold]

With a grin, he gave a quiet laugh and ran a hand into his hair, before pulling out and giving her another card.

"What would you like?"

[djvelvet]

He gives her another bow. You're welcome. But now it is time for a question that needs to be answered, and he takes out another card, and gives it to her.

[pastalishe]

Cloche, on the other hand, appears to be completely comfortable in the Velvet Room. Inwardly, she's a little surprised to see Gavriel--of all people!--as a fellow Guest. From their conversations, he seemed to be someone who detested the supernatural.

"Good day to you, sir," Cloche nods in greeting to him. "What brings you to this place?"

[pastalishe]

Cloche takes the card... and frowns. She looks up to his helmet, then down to the card again. But-- that's impossible to tell, since his face is covered by that inscrutable visor...

"Your... hair color?" For a moment, Cloche seems to be at a loss. What were the most common colors of hair? Brown, blonde... "Er, well. ... black, perhaps?"

OTA

[stolemylook]

And this would be Dark Pit: dragged into this weird as hell place, and currently sulking in a corner. Of course a certain light version of himself had dragged him into the Velvet Room, insisting he needed another Persona.

He didn't even want the one he had; why the hell would he ask for another one? Stupid Pitstain...

[poweryetunknown]

Neku heads over, recognizing that look. He stops a bit away - close enough to but close enough to be heard.

"Someone drag you in here or something?"

[greyerrant]

"Curiosity." He says, rather quietly, looking over the others, "Curiosity and concern about my friends."

He does continue to seem ill at ease, but relaxes slightly seeing Cloche. Just slightly. "I want to learn what they know, as best I can, to understand the why of this fight for humanity's soul, as well as the how."

[stolemylook]

Oh hey, look at that; someone that looks just as annoyed by this crap as he was.

"Isn't that obvious?"

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"You're not gonna get a new persona if you just sit over here sulking."

[stolemylook]

"Tch..."

Dark Pit folded his arms over his chest, not looking at his stubborn original.

"I said I didn't want a new Persona."

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"It'd be really really helpful. And lot less disturbing!"

[handshakegreeting]

No kidding. Though, some of it was likely to be curiosity.

"Somewhat. This place takes shape of what is needed, after all," she mused, a thinly-veiled amusement creeping up in his/her tone. "I have been here once before many years ago, yes."

[handshakegreeting]

"Right. Though admittedly I haven't been here for as long as they have..." She paused for a moment though, seeming to think on how to answer that. "I suppose you weren't here when the Scorpio monster attacked? It was quite a mess not too long ago."