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Persona - The True Self

Persona - The True Self

Ehhh, kinda. Not a bad cult though.

Persona - The True Self

Hello, friends! And welcome to the first and probably only TTS Hunger Games!
http://imgur.com/a/LgFep

I didn't include the death recap screens, as they took up far too much space and wasn't worth screen capping. And I don't feel like finding out where they should be and putting some text there, so... Enjoy, and may the evens be ever not in your favor!

Persona - The True Self

Truly a game of ancient and forbidden magicks. Anyways, in completely irrelevant news: I'm in that mood where I want to write something TTS but I don't want to actually write a serious post. Hopefully I won't end up making shitty fanfics (if I can even call them that) on Itano's demand again. Nobody enjoyed those.

Persona - The True Self

I'm just waiting for the obligatory beach episode tbh. Sun's out guns out.

Persona - The True Self

Whoooo I posted and displayed my partially educated guessings about everything! I didn't feel like doing that whole thing I set up in one post, and I wanted to get something up, so yeah. Sato's just in front of the range now (because what else would someone do).

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Sato Hashimoto /// Hashimoto Residence

April 15 2015, WEDNESDAY Very Early Morning Sato awoke to his phone’s ringtone. He rolled around beneath the covers until his flailing hand slapped his phone off the table next to his bed, and upon hearing, the boy sat up and scooped the phone from the ground. The name displayed on the screen was “Yukiteru?”, but Sato hesitated to pick up. It was a few hours before his alarm would’ve went off and hence the normal waking time for students, so it would’ve been perfectly excusable to not pick up like he hadn’t woken up to the ringing. There had to be some reason for Yuki to call so early, and the more he pondered whether to pick up or not, the more curious he got. After the phone had rung a surprising amount of times, Sato tentatively answered the call. “Yuki?” Sato asked, before whoever was on the other line could say anything. “It’s like 4 AM, why are you calling so late?” It took a few moments for the caller to answer, and in the time it took, Sato rubbed his eye with the heel of his hand. “Mika asked me to call you. I’m not sure why she couldn’t just do it, but... just wanted to make sure you were coming to practice today.” He ran a hand through his messy bangs. “Of course I am. Why’d you bother calling me so early just to ask a question like that?” Another lengthy pause. “She’s been talking to me since midnight. She promised to stop talking to me if I told you that she wanted you to meet her and some peeps in the backroom of the range today.” And with nothing else to say, Yuki hung up and Sato lowered the phone from his face. The screen lit up with a ‘DISCONNECTED’ message. Welp.

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Sato Hashimoto /// Warakuma High

April 15 2015, WEDNESDAY After School The school day ended quicker than it seemed to start, and as usual, he would’ve been waiting for the crowd of students rushing out the doors to thin out so he could leisurely make his way to wherever he was headed. But instead of doing that, Sato found himself part of that crowd, as he had promised Yuki and subsequently Mika that he’d meet them in the back room of the range before he went off to go practice and whatever he intended to do after. He wasn’t sure what she wanted to talk to him about if it required the secrecy of the range’s rarely used (ever since they moved the cabinets and whatnot to the front room, for the sake of convenience) backroom. And that’s where Sato went, and he found himself standing outside the door to the range. The weather was pretty average out. Typical for the season, though the wind was a little stronger than usual, piercing the jacket of his uniform and stinging with the slightest bit of chilliness. He shivered.

Persona - The True Self

If I may be so bold, may I suggest that we speed up the rate of persona users getting personas? I know everyone getting their personas at once is a little janky, but at the speed we're going, it'll be ages before a majority of us see any action. I'll try to get up a post later today tho.

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@I-Am-X@Sho Minazuki And with that, our archery subplot thing's done for now! Akira can celebrate spreading THE TRUTH by eating that muffin. Nobody even knows what flavor it is but still. Feel free to do that timeskip as soon as Nob's and Kotori's thingy is wrapped up, I guess. Unless I'm forgetting about someone doing something.

Persona - The True Self

Mika Moriyama /// Warakuma Shopping Complex

The squeak of strain being put on the cheap metal of the stools annoyed Mika as Rokoru sat down beside her again. The teen passed a suspiciously simple-looking muffin over to her before taking a bite from some kind of fried sandwich filled with a variety of meats that threatened to tip the sandwich boat they sailed on. Based on the grunt of pleasure, she assumed that Rokoru was enjoying both himself and the sandwich. Mika picked at the muffin he had given her and tasted a small bit of it. The taste of several savory flavors consumed her tastebuds and she couldn’t help but be physically repulsed by it. It was incredibly far from what she had expected, and to wash the lingering spiciness from her mouth, she took a swig of latte. The last bits of it tasted like nothing but flavor shots, which was also not pleasant. Though, the terrible choice in both food and drink couldn’t distract her from the situation at hand. Akira had revealed the truth of what happened two years back, which meant that Rokoru had lied. Lied to her straight-faced like he wasn’t doing anything wrong. She wasn’t even that mad about what Rokoru had done to Akira (though she still didn’t approve obviously; it was an incredibly shitty thing to do, even out of jealousy), but he purposely avoided the truth, blamed it on Akira, and refused to step up to his past wrong-doings to do… what? Save face in front of a childhood friend? The taste of sugary badness and savory muffin in her mouth was replaced by one of disappointment. Mika glared at Rokoru as the boy devoured his food, the sandwich disappearing into his gullet shockingly fast. He appeared to be blissfully unaware of the information that had just been shared, so Mika hit him on the calf with her foot to draw his attention to her. “Akira corrected your story, Rokoru. Nice to hear that you wrecked his equipment. Way to go, lying to one of your best friends!” Upon hearing her words, Rokoru’s expression turned upset immediately. Mika rose from her seat on the stool, pulling her bag onto her shoulders as she did so. She continued before either boy could interject. “This was an enlightening experience. I hope you enjoyed your coke or whatever, Akira.” And happy with her final words, the highschool girl walked away and out the door, leaving the shitty muffin all alone on the table. After she left, Rokoru turned swiveled around on his seat until he faced Akira with an angry look. Despite having nothing to say, he opened his mouth to talk. No words followed and all the teen could do besides sit there looking stupid was scowl. Scowl hard. It didn’t take long of that before he got sick of looking at Akira’s face again and pushed himself off the stool and onto the floor. His eyes wondered over to the muffin but even he decided to just leave it. Someone would do something with it. And with Rokoru flying out the door of the café, Akira was left all alone. Excluding the muffin’s depressing company, of course.