[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

[jundere]

I'm sure it happens to alot of guys, don't worry about it. You'll figure yourself out eventually.

[linefacingforever]

...we are still talking about Persona.

[jundere]

If you say so, Stranger-san. If you say so.

[linefacingforever]

Yes I am.

[BECAUSE NO.]

[jundere]

Don't worry, I wont tell a soul about your little problem just now.

[Pat pat on the shoulder]

At least you didn't summon it prematurely, right? That would have been much worse.

[linefacingforever]

[> You have a feeling talking to this girl is going to be next to impossible in the future...]

[jundere]

[Wow good insticts you've got there.]

So are you ever going to introduce yourself or not? Is this going to be a case of ladies first?

[linefacingforever]

[...oh, right. Introductions.]

Narukami Yu.

[jundere]

Jun Kuga. Nice to meet Yu.

[ba ha ha ha]

...You must get that a whole lot, huh?

[linefacingforever]

...

[That was painful, Jun. So painful.]

[jundere]

...No?


[OTL]

You can punch me if you want to teach me a lesson.

[linefacingforever]

...I don't think I can do that.

[Their social link isn't high enough for punching people. D:]

[jundere]

Phew. I was worried you might smack me one.

[Can you tell how bad she is used to being beaten?]

You're a good guy, Narukami. We should be friends.

[linefacingforever]

[Don't worry; once they hit rank five at least, he won't have a problem with hitting you.]

[He offered a faint smile at that; making friends already, hunh...]

[But how long would these last...?]

Sure.

[He offered her his hand.]

[jundere]

A handshake so soon? I don't know if I'm ready for this... be gentle.

[But she shakes that there hand anyway.]

[linefacingforever]

[Yu let out an exasperated noise.]

...do handshakes mean something different on your world?

[...he didn't just propose marriage, did he?]

[jundere]

That depends; what did you have in mind?

[linefacingforever]

Uh...

[Just friends. JUST. FRIENDS.]

[jundere]

I'm not sure I'm ready for such a huge commitment, Narukami-kun.

[She looks away and covers her face in embarrassment]

Though I guess it should be Narukami-chan now, shouldn't it?

[Relax, Narukami, it's just a handshake.]

[linefacingforever]

[Yu jerked his hand away so fast he might just well have burned it.]

No.

[It will never, ever, ever be Narukami-chan... again.]

[jundere]

[Hang on she's busy laughing. Fufufu.]

I'm kidding, I'm kidding, it's just a handshake. We're just friends.

[linefacingforever]

[Cue another exasperated noise. She... was unique, that was for sure. Very. Unique.]