Delta44

World of Light

If I don't get my post out in the next hour I can have it done tomorrow, since my mind is currently barely able to process things rn. Being tired sucks ;-;

𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

@Jojo@Scallop Go for it! We're still open for applications c:

Going to rearrange the episodes in a bit and compact them, finally link the discord, get the co-GMs up (like they should've been, my bad), and start on the first post so it's good to go tomorrow :3

World of Light

"O O F Mario cried"

Lugubrious

im sorry

What do you want out of the PW?

Now You shall probbly rage at me for this statement but it is true. Sometimes the perception, is just as important as the progress. From afar looking at that, it seems in 3 weeks you have little gains when you have many. Yet there is no sign to show it.

@PrinceAlexus

Keyword there being afar, which in this case is away from the Discord. Hell, I'm not even that active over there and I know for damn sure there's been progress.

Of course you can't have visible progress from afar, it's like trying to read a book without reading glasses. There's a lot to show for it, you just aren't looking at it from the sounds of things. It might not be as quick as people like, but this is a Persistent World, not a casual roleplay. Let them organise everything they need using community input so they can settle on dates and times; they never claimed to open early, anyway.

𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

@Naw

You're also accepted! :3

𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

@King Cosmos@Etranger@Sunbather

You three are accepted, you can put your CS' over in the characters tab c:

𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

I'll start working on responses tomorrow, and I'm hoping to get the first IC post started by Friday. At most I'm willing to take on 20 students, so for those who want to be there when things begin I'd recommend sending in your applications soon. Discord should be up tomorrow if not Wednesday, co-GMs will get their superpowers, and the apps I have received through PMs will get the attention they truly deserve <3

World of Light

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Level 1 - (10/10) EXP
Level Up! - New Power: ???_{working out with GM}
Level 2 - (2/20) EXP
Location: Scrapyard, Bridge
Word Count: 1,058

_Leader

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The utter obliteration the Bastion gave to Tora and his cover further wove fear into Minako's mind, prompting further stillness, as though breathing itself could give away her position. Seeing Tora so utterly destroyed by gunfire, barely alive from the looks of things, in spite of being so lively just moments ago... It was a pain Minako thought she'd never have to revisit. There was no doubt in her mind now:

This world? It was Hell.

She could almost chuckle, if not for the paralysis that had taken her over. Hell? After saving the world from destruction? What a downright insulting way to thank someone. What a genuinely brilliant f*ck you reality decided to deal her. Do it again. Do it again and watch your worst nightmares play out before your eyes, is what it was trying to get her to do. Do it again, because doing it once is not eno-

Gunshot! Hide!
She was holding her mouth now, suppressing a scream. It sounded like it came from Linkle's direction...

'No... No no no, no... No way...' Unable to even take a look beyond her cover, Minako was left to fear the worst. Gunfire drowned out any screams Linkle may have made, or any words she might try to communicate, leaving the red-haired teen with nothing but terror. Visibly, her whole body shook, yet beneath the surface a kind of revelation was being made. As her eyes turned up to meet the little yellow bird above, it took note of something else beyond, up in the sky: a majestic blue butterfly. It disappeared as soon as it had come, fading seemingly into the sky itself, yet something about it helped the teen's inner workings kick into gear. Suddenly, she didn't feel so scared anymore. Of death. Of anything. It was the realisation that she didn't need to care about others. She didn't even need to care about herself! If she was in Hell, what point was there to caring for imaginary creatures and stupid robots? What point was there to speaking with her fellow man, if they were all along for the ride anyway? This world would drive them all to insanity.

So, why not try to embrace it?

She knew just how edgy it sounded. Being the outgoing loner, it was practically a part of her being. Socially unfulfilled, most people her age would develop that kind of mindset. But in her case, when she was with S.E.E.S, there was an outlet. Several, in fact, both people and places. Her mental state would remain healthy due to the bonds she formed, and would never truly be alone. But in this new world, something had changed inside of her. An emptiness left behind from the old world, and the problems that came with it. The only way to deal with that emptiness, in her eyes, was to hide it. And the best way to hide it?
Embrace heartlessness.
Though the thought was subconscious, its affects were anything but, represented by her casually standing up and walking out of cover just as Bastion was finished repairing. Time was drawing to a crawl again, Minako hyperventilating, her eyes wide with something that wasn't quite terror nor desperation, but a mix. The six long barrels acted as her abyss, and as she stared the abyss stared back, tracking her body and preparing to fire. 'This is what you wanted, right? It'll be painless. And fast. And brutal. You deserve this, Minako. You deserve to die. It's all. Your. Fault.'

'Yet is it truly so?' Doubt echoed in her mind, taking the form of a small boy, whose blue eyes mirrored the layers of the ocean water. 'Don't you remember? No one can escape time, it delivers us all to the same end. You can't plug your ears and cover your eyes.'

While she couldn't see the little devil, he was somewhere. Maybe as a part of her mental landscape, or maybe as a part of reality only she could see. It felt... familiar. Yet distant. Like an echo of a memory on the verge of discovery, yet forgotten. 'It's actually quite funny. To think that you're the one who can't remember me, in spite of all we've been through.'
Bastion's minigun had finished spooling. He wasn't going to hesitate.
'Now isn't a great time, it seems like. But I'll give you a little hint: Put your gun to your head...

... and pull the trigger.'

Reflex kicked in like a starter pistol, and in a fashionable display of dexterity, her Evoker went from thigh to temple. There was no time to waste. Only enough room to say one word:
"PERSONA!"

A golden light filled her eyes, a sigh of unorthodox and cathartic pleasure, as the force from the gun knocked her head to the side. Yet, no blood came of it. Streams of blue wind and silver glass exited opposite the Evoker's gunshot, which fell loosely to her side, Bastion firing straight at the exposed team leader. The first of many, many rounds hit the silver glass forming in front of her, moulding into a shape as bullets were deflected by it. Not all were deflected. Several rounds hit her left arm and shoulder, and a few found their mark on her right side, though with the distance between them his inaccuracy played to her advantage. The silver glass and blue wind forged the shape of a humanoid, bearing coffins tied together with chains, as a resounding roar echoed far and wide.

Thanatos

"I am thou. Thou art I. I come from the seas of thy heart. I am the God of Death... Thanatos!"

His body, much larger than Minako's own, acted as a shield to protect her from the damage. Rounds that made contact would ricochet off, burying into the dirt or finding other materials to bounce off of. Some still tore their way through, but for the most part, her Persona was soaking up the damage. Yet, in her broken state of mind, Minako wasn't exactly going to be thinking through her actions. Mentally she wished him forward, to which Thanatos obliged, even if he was likely to fall to the barrage. She just wanted to cause that Bastion pain, and bury Thanatos' sword through his turret - there was always the option of summoning him again if he fell.

It was only as Thanatos rushed ahead that she noticed Bowser and his minions, too caught up in her own head to have heard his arrival. Maybe he'd be fine, so long as she kept the larger turret off of him. She refocused the gun to her temple again, ready to fire and summon her Persona should it fall.

World of Light

@Lugubrious

I also scored a level up and was thinking about having the Social Links of Persona be added into the game. In case you don't know, the gist of it is the more Minako talks to her teammates, the more likely she will be to level up a Social Link (relationship) with that person. This is mainly to help Minako gain access to stronger Personas, but can also allow team abilities (saving an ally from an attack, for instance) to develop, and improve the overall fighting strength of Minako and her allies. I think it's too fitting for her role as a summoner and leader to pass up. In the games these occurred in scripted events or part of the story, so we can either have it work like that or make it work similar to the level up mechanic already present. I was thinking that any dialogue spoken between Minako and another person can add up to a total wordcount, and when that threshold is reached it will level up. Thing is, they have a max level of 10 and there is a max of 20 social links, so balancing what the number should be is hard. I was thinking start at 1,000 and raise it by 1,000 each level, but that might be a bit low :o

World of Light

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Level 1 - (9/10) EXP
Location: Scrapyard, Bridge
Word Count: 1,224

_Fear

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So, they had a new friend now? Minako wasn't sure what to make of the Rabbid's decision-making. Perhaps he was just trying to save his own skin, maybe go along for the ride. Something about these creatures seemed very chaotic though, so she very much doubted he would attack them.
At least for now.
His weapon thing wasn't of much interest to her either. Things that were hard to comprehend could always be better understood at a later date, when less pressing matters were about. As it stood they were still separated from their group, and could consider their scouting almost complete. The fact they had gotten this far and not been jumped meant it was safe for the others to join them, assuming things took a turn for the worst on the open battlefield. But if the Aeon was with them, then they at least had the healer.

"Come on, we're almost done." It wasn't an order, and better suited as a gentle nudge to get the group moving. She set the pace for the four to move at, pushing herself in the process, though thankfully the human body was remarkably amazing at conserving stamina. The remainder of the path being clear put Minako's mind at ease, to which she let out an audible sigh of relief, thankful she didn't have to deal with anything on the way. But of course, there was still one last challenge which remained.

Before they could hop into that boat of pain and more pain, Tora's suggestion of rest got a nod of agreement from Minako. Thankfully this world wasn't like Tartarus, it wasn't going to make you impossibly tired just by being there, but fate hated her for some reason and decided to destroy her physical strength. Though she didn't say anything aloud, she was thankful they had the chance to rest, even if it meant delving into her past. It wouldn't hurt to share details of her own world, and it seemed remarkably dull next to Linkle's.

"Somehow the words paradise and Death Mountain don't feel like they should be in the same sentence." Her humour was still intact, at least, even if it was dulled considerably to how she used to act. Crimson eyes turned skyward for guidance to answer Tora's question, though it was surprisingly hard to get across how it really felt. If Linkle's was some kind of magical realm filled with wonder and fantasy, then describing a metropolitan area as 'normal' would be difficult. Maybe it would be best to hype it up as something otherworldly? It wouldn't be lying.
"I came from a country called 'Japan', on a planet called 'Earth'. Technology is very advanced, compared to your world, and people like that man in the suit are commonplace. I think we're a thousand years apart or two, but it depends on how closely your world can relate to my own's history. A hundred years ago there were two World Wars, wars that brought in such great armies and terrible weapons that, for the most part, nobody wants to have a third. Because of this, as well as the high numbers of people and inventions that allow people to talk to one-another across oceans instantly, peace has settled comfortably on most of the world."

There was a temporary silence as she gathered her thoughts on her own country, as well as her experiences in the world. "Japan is... very densely populated. Take the amount of people in your village, times it by several thousand, and it still won't reach anywhere near the most populated city centres. Because of this, we had to build up. Our buildings are tall, made of hard metals and concrete, and can fit many, many people inside. I lived in a place called Iwatodai, a port city with lots of tall buildings and lots of people. It was nice though, especially the view of the ocean at sunset, which would coat everything in sight in a beautiful golden colour. At night, however, a strange event happens between 12pm and 1am, in which the sky turns green, people turn into coffins, and a giant labyrinth towering above all else erupts from the ground. We call it the Dark Hour, and it's really hard to explain, but basically it's a cursed time of the night where monsters come out to feed on the apathetic nature of humanity. A group of friends of mine helped me defeat the Dark Hour, so now people don't have to worry about disappearing in the night, but I was taken by the light soon after. I just hope all that hard work was worth it."

As Minako came to realise she had been talking much too long, the redhead cleared her throat and let Tora speak. She listened attentively to make up for her speaking so long. "Sounds like it was pretty fun. Maybe if this collection of worlds really has everything, I can see some of these giant titans you're talking about." With everyone gaining a bit of an understanding on where they all came from, it gave them a bit more insight into each-other's history. Normally this would mean a social link level up, but in this strange world melding realities together, social links didn't exist, at least not yet. Maybe once she had her Persona...

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Sliding into cover to avoid being shot at, Minako eyed the situation carefully. Seeing those turrets made her shudder, especially as they began blaring rounds at a rapid pace, but her heart was... mostly steady. She couldn't see any revolvers, so there was that. A rabbid group was being torn to shreds nearby, but hey, it wasn't their group. At least, not until Tora decided to poke his head out and get shot at...

"Jesus!" Through clenched teeth she kept low, though no bullets whirled over her head directly. Despite this, the cracking of air pressure was giving her a heart attack, so it wasn't all great. While the noppon was confident he could take a few hits, something told Minako that even the toughest she knew would be ruined by that level of firepower, so he was right to be terrified. She could only hope his shield would protect him from some of the damage - if the Aeon couldn't get to them in time to heal them, then she could always use her Soma. A waste of a Soma, but in this world, it may be worth it.

Yet the likelihood of using it rose by several times as Linkle ran out of cover, almost getting a shout out of Minako to get her to stop, but it was too late. While she didn't doubt Linkle's ability, running in front of an active minigun was tantamount to suicide! It made sense considering she didn't know just what a gun could do, but if Minako didn't act fast things would go to Hell at a breakneck pace. She had to do something!
Yet the sounds of gunfire overhead pressured Minako into stillness. Her legs begged her to push forward, but fear mandated this fight, and fear of death, not for herself but for those around her, left her unable to act. No matter how hard she tried, Minako was frozen by fear, the very same fear that gave her so much strength to begin with...