[Game Opening, Part 1 - What Souls Here May Bring]

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The drawstrings cut,
my hollow ebony stained wood plomps to the floor—
THUD

Eyes open, souls recollect.
The new me, erect.

I make my own decisions, have my own priorities,
have my own thoughts.

No external force taps into me—
Freedom.
- Jana Bielecki
Who: (Everyone OPEN LOG)
Where: (City Hall)
Summary: (You've just arrived in the city. Welcome.)
Warnings: (Intro logs are pretty warnable.)
Style: (The text is in prose, but feel free to write back in action tags if you feel more comfortable.)

They always say the first day on a new job is always the hardest.

But tell me...did those tasks include being taken from your own homeworld, dumped into a city you didn't recognize, meeting a man dressed in the purest of whites with a butterfly mask, to be bestowed the power of Persona, and then having some Men in Black lead you to the city hall saying you were expected?

...

...at least your things are apparently safe in your new apartments?

...

...looks like you might be here for a while.


What a way to start the first of September...

As they usher the last of you in, you realize that they've been preparing this for quite a while. There is a small table with food on the right, mixed cuisine (although the main theme seems to be Japanese dishes). Some strange computer program appears next to you and seems to be translating what you are saying so those before you understand. Language barriers? Don't be silly!

Most of the men ignore you after that. You are expected to mingle amongst yourselves a bit before the main 'show' starts, it seems....

Comments

[greatseal]

...Velvet Room?

[Now she's getting somewhere.]

[linefacingforever]

[...welp. So much for that.]

You've been there?

[greatseal]

Yes. And you're right... Philemon-san did feel the same.

[linefacingforever]

[...well. Funny how Igor never mentioned that there were others there before.]

Igor never mentioned him.

[greatseal]

He never did to me either.

[She's giving the silver-haired boy an inquisitive stare, now.] ...So, where are you from?

[linefacingforever]

I'm living in Inaba now.

[greatseal]

Oh - that's a coincidence. [or is it??] I visited there once for a sports fellowship. I'm from Port Island.

[linefacingforever]

Port... Tatsumi Port?

We went there on a school trip.

[greatseal]

Mm, that's right! I go to Gekkoukan High School.

[As her uniform may indicate.]

[linefacingforever]

[...this was too much of a coincidence...]

Do... you know Chihiro Fushimi?

[greatseal]

[wow of all people for him to know... Chihiro's always seemed hesitant around guys. ] Yes, we're both in the Student Council.

[linefacingforever]

[He was kind of curious about her surprise, but explained.]

She was the representative of the school there. She gave us a tour.

[greatseal]

[....] I don't remember us organizing any tours... When was that?

[linefacingforever]

[Yu paused to think; it wasn't that long ago, but so much had happened since then... And, well, the events during the King's Game had made it difficult to remember some things...]

It started on September eighth, I think.

[greatseal]

[September... the beginning of September... That was when Aigis joined them at school, and then everything happened with Chidori... But as for normal school functions during that time-]

I'm sorry, I really don't remember. I must not be as diligent a Council member as I thought.

...god I'm sorry. ;_;

[linefacingforever]

I suppose not.

[He didn't mean it in a mean way, it was more of an off handed comment. Still, he didn't remember seeing this girl there at all... and people were from different worlds...]

Maybe our worlds are slightly different. Were you still in school in two-thousand-eleven?

she can skate it like a boss... yea.... >_>

[greatseal]

[...2011?

...Things simultaneously make more and less sense. Even if the way he unknowingly phrased it...]

...It's 2010. My second year just ended.

;_; ;;;

[linefacingforever]

Oh.

[He thought she was older... wow, he thought he had a better sense for this sort of thing.]

I'm sorry. We must have just missed each other then.

[...no, wait, what? 2010? What? What? What?!]

...I guess people are from different periods of time as well.

[greatseal]

...Seems that way. But at least that might explain why we've never met as Persona-users before. [because she wouldn't put it past the Kirijo Group to recruit people even from Inaba...] ...Did you get your power recently?

[linefacingforever]

It's been awhile now... It's been about a year and a half since I first fell into the TV.

[Well, no point in censoring. Everything else was the same after all.]

[greatseal]

[um.]

Fell in a TV?

[linefacingforever]

[...of course. There was always one thing.]

...you didn't go to the TV world to get your Persona?

[greatseal]

...No. There was something called the Dark Hour.

[She hopes he doesn't actually know what that is.]

[linefacingforever]

[You're in luck, because he has no clue.]

Dark Hour?

[...hey, Atsuro's right; you can here capitals in stuff like that.]

[greatseal]

It's... a little hard to explain! [Oh, she knows where to start.] ...Do you remember hearing anything about the cases of Apathy Syndrome? It would have been in 2009 and the start of 2010.