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Persona - The True Self

Just a note. All Shadow transformations are triggered by "you're not me". Once that's said, the battle begins.

@Sho Minazuki

Plot twist: the Shadow denies being them.

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I should probably leak some 100th page party pics later. We'll see.

@Sen

Oh no, not those...

Persona - The True Self

Gen Itoshi

Sunday, May 3^rd, 2015

Warakuma Park

"Wait, what do you mean hit the- ah!" Being tossed a weapon is never a nice thing, especially for someone who has never held one. Gen dodged it as best as he could, landing on his backside and with the kama resting at his feet. A close call. Good thing the grass was soft; spring has saved someone's derriére once again! Still, Gen looked a bit wary now. "You could've handed it to me..." He pouted, taking the handle and raising it up to eye-level.

A swing was all it took. Gen brought slowly slashed the air in a horizontal motion, his arm extended yet not fully so in order to avoid clashing with Rikimaru. It was a trigger. The weapon triggered a succession of thoughts locked inside Gen's mind. The kama was a weapon, weapons are used to kill. Kill. Kill like those cowardly thieves that kill his father, letting him to die, bleeding on the floor after protecting his own son from death, embracing it himself instead.

The first year's eyes widened as much as they were allowed to, and his hand loosened its grip on the kama, letting it once more to fall on the soft grass. A frightened gasp escaped his mouth as his knees were about to give, his legs wavering back to the picnic table. His widened gaze was fixed on the killing object, its sharp end thristy for blood, demanding its favored drink with the most malicious voice that had ever been heard, crackling with laughter. Gen's body started shaking, his breathing ragged and irregular. "I... I..." He closed and opened his mouth several times, but could not find the proper way to say it. What was he even trying to say? I am sorry? I cannot go on? I have to leave? "Rikimaru-san, I... don't like those things."

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Gen Itoshi

Sunday, May 3^rd, 2015

Warakuma Park

Gen shouted incomprehensibly, grabbing the food he had made, after hours of slaving himself on the kitchen, and ripped off Rikimaru's mask. "YOU WILL EAT IT AND YOU WILL LIKE IT!!" He spat out, his eyes big and mad and almost out of his socket. His hand pushed the brownies and scones inside Rikimaru's throat, while a crazy laugh rung loudly...

Of course, that actually did not happen. Gen stood there, shook his head off to remove the aforementioned mental image, and separated a few sweets aside. "Oh, that's okay, you can take them home. Sorry, I never thought it was a serious thing, the mask, I mean." Gen bent his back slightly, to bow, offering his apology. Now Gen could only think that the other was hiding something, which made him all the more curious. Even if it disgusted him, even if it put distance between them, one day he wanted to know what lied behind it. Maybe it sounded selfish, and it was not like he knew the guy for years; they barely talked at school and up to now their conversations have not been exactly deep. But one day he would like to know.

"Anyway," Gen said, more to break the awkward atmosphere that was setting in like a thick fog. "I think I'll take you up on your offer. But please, no fights. I would not want to get home all wounded." He uttered a anxious laugh. Seeing that Rikimaru knew a lot more than he did, a winner of a showdown between them was rather obvious. Besides, Gen was not one to pick fights, preferring to stay at the side and maybe tend to the defeated. "First thing first, how do you hold it?" It was evident that Gen had not picked up a weapon in his life.

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By the way, school resumes on Monday, the 4th of May.

@Sho Minazuki

r00d.

Persona - The True Self

Gen Itoshi

Sunday, May 3^rd, 2015

Warakuma Park

What Rikimaru said reassured Gen somewhat, even if he did not know what 'dull zinc alloy' meant. Did he know about weapons and that sort of stuff? Seems likely. He had that air of mistery that those ancient warriors often depicted in stories had. That was it; Rikimaru seemed as though he had been ripped off his tale and brought to the real world. He surely had his reasons to wear the mask, even to school, where it was probably an infraction to dress code policies? Well, no one said anything, so probably not.

In any case, he started doing something with the kamas. Gen prayed for his life, because for a moment he thought he had offended Rikimaru and so he would have to pay with his life. But it was not so. In fact, apparently Rikimaru was doing some tricks with the weapons to... impress Gen? Why would he need to impress him? Even though he asked that in his head, Gen was fairly impressed. His eyebrows raised in mild astonishment and when the other was done, he even clapped a bit. Not an overly-enthusiastic, probably embarrassing ovation, but a modest and sincere set of claps. "That looked cool! Where did you learn that?" Gen asked, still keeping a good distance between him and the sharp edge of the kamas. Remembering something, he took off his backpack and opened it. "Oh, I hope you don't mind, but I brought some snacks with me."

One would imagine that by 'snacks', Gen was meaning 'potato chips' or something along those lines, but instead, he took out a plastic container that had homemade brownies and another with scones, also self-elaborated. "Not to brag, but I'm actually very good at cooking. Hehe. In middle school, my class did a café for the festival, and I had to run back home to make more sweets because we ran out." He let out a laugh. Good times, good times. Maybe he could suggest that when the school festival comes? They were bound to be very popular, in Gen's opinion.

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Gen Itoshi

Sunday, May 3^rd, 2015

Warakuma Park

"I hope I'm not late." Gen whispered while walking towards the park. He forgot to bring a watch, and he did not feel like pulling his cellphone out to check the time. Oh well, he will just have to apologize to Rikimaru on being late. Big deal. Unless he was the one being late. In which case, Gen will have to accept his apology. He probably would have already mostly recovered from yesterday. Oh no, what if he got worse? Could he actually get worse, though. Probably not, but then again, the guy wears a mask, so maybe his body works differently from the rest?

When Gen reached the park and was near the picnic table where they had arranged to meet, he just stood there, dumbfounded. Un. Believelable. He was training, or maybe role-playing? There were rumours that some people like to take their role play a little too seriously. What was he suppose to be? A farmer samurai who dishonoured his clan and now seeks revenge? No, that sounded too cliché. Oh wait! A farmer samurai destined to find the legendary Demon Flower to save his wife! Probably. But seriously, carrying weapons in public, even if they were farming instruments, was against the law.

"Oi, Rikimaru-san!" Gen waved at him so he could see him. He seemed to be immersed on his own world, swinging his kamas around and whatnot. "Sorry for the wait. Umm..." He hesitated, eyeing the edgy tools in the other's hands. "Are you... allowed to have those out here? Legally, I mean."

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Gen Itoshi

Friday, May 1^st, 2015 – Golden Week

Warakuma Shopping Complex

Eh? EH?! Gen could not believe it. This guy, this guy was casually talking and paying no heed to his bleeding fingers. As though they did not exist. If they did not hurry, he could lose them! Wait, that was not possible... was it? Maybe Gen should stop thinking about it and help. "Yeah, let's hurry! Let's go!" Gen urged Rikimaru forward by pushing him slightly forward. The pharmacy was not far, and it was not big, so finding what he needed would be easy as pie. Oh, now Gen was hungry. Great timing, stomach!

"We're here." They were there. The glass window doors slided swiftly and Gen brought them in. The cashier greeted them with a monotone "Welcome!" and went back to tending her post. She probably frowned at Rikimaru's wounds, but Gen did not pay attention. "Here!" She chanted, victorious. It was just gauze, but he held it as though it was the balm of the Gods. "Is it getting infected? We should probably look for something to disinfect it?" Oh no, the pressure was making him nervous! Gen looked back at Rikimaru's eyes, which was kind of the only part of his face he could look at, and asked him: "Will this do, or do you use anything else?"

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Too late, skipped already.

Just conclude it anyways though. This is why we label dates onto our posts or wherever necessary.

@Sho Minazuki

So mean, senpai...

I'll post and then Acer can conclude it.

Persona - The True Self

Gonna skip day now.

@Sho Minazuki

We'll try to wrap our scene up as fast as possible, then!