Random question but are we ever gonna have our own mascot like a dog, teddy bear, or cat? Probably not but at least I asked
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“Ishiara-senpai!”
Rokoru’s head turned as soon as he heard it. Practically nobody called him that, except for a certain Saya Ueno. He scratched at the back of his neck as the shorter girl approached with her hand held up in a wave. As she approached, and while telling him the reason why she was so late, Rokoru gazed at her from top to bottom. He wasn’t pleased with the fact that she looked like she had done it all in a wind tunnel. And she was out of breath, which was likely a side-effect of her running late. Though, it wasn’t like he could judge, considering he had rushed to get to the mall as well. Rokoru had completely forgotten about the whole thing until literally minutes before he had to be there, and being the type of guy that despises doing laundry, the only “clean” shirt he had was the black tanktop, and even that had a rather large stain on the side. His jacket covered it rather nicely at least.
“Don’t worry,” He interrupted her before she could continue. “As long as you follow through with that getting me something to eat. I’m starved.”
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The two came out from the first food store they had came across, and after having been mistaken for a couple twice, emerged with some fresh eats. It was pretty good food, to say the very least. Rokoru took a swig from a bottle of soft drink (he had just grabbed the first thing he saw, and he hadn’t fully registered what it actually was until later), and stifled a belch afterwards. As they consumed the spoils of the ordeal, the teen reflected on the day and, by extension, Ueno. She seemed nice enough but he just couldn’t get a solid opinion on her. Their interactions had been limited to her being incredibly nervous around him while they were both in the range, so it wasn’t like he could really draw from that. He had asked a little about her but that proved rather fruitless when Rokoru realized that there was a reason nobody he knew really had anything to say: Saya was a second year, he was a third year.
He cocked his head to the side so that it rested on his raised shoulder, and stared at Saya for a bit. What the day was going to exactly entail, Rokoru didn’t know. Obviously they were going to shopping, but for what? Where? Why? It didn’t really matter to him, but he felt like he needed to know for some reason.
Rokoru ran his tongue over his teeth before asking. “So what are we hunting for through this crowded mess for today, Ueno? Clothes, accessories, lady shit? Or do you just want to hang out under the guise of spending your hard-earned cash?”
Kami (the Emperor) is an NPC, so does he still take the PC Emperor slot, Sho? If he does, then I think that leaves no more slots available.
@Sho Minazuki
If we're adding side-characters to the class roster: Rokoru's in 3-2, and Mika's in 3-1. If that's okay.
I finally posted, also. I feel like it's kinda janky but that's the price you pay when you're a monster with no name.
If we're adding side-characters to the class roster: Rokoru's in 3-2, and Mika's in 3-1. If that's okay.
I finally posted, also. I feel like it's kinda janky but that's the price you pay when you're a monster with no name.
April 19 2015, SUNDAY
Mid-day
“Oh my god,” a girl’s voice called, “Shoes.”
“Shoes,” Sato repeated.
The boy fell backwards until his shoulder blades hit the wall behind him, and he watched as Mika and some girl from her class fawned over the intense slashing on the pricing on the new shoes one of them had been wanting for weeks. He wasn’t even sure how he had gotten dragged into going shopping with Mika and her friend, but he had, and there was no way of backing out of it now. She had promised that she’d buy Sato something if he had went with them (for reasons he didn’t get), and seeing as there happened to be a new electronics store opening, there was no reason to not suffer through some shoe shopping for it.
When the girls disappeared into the clothing store, Sato begrudgingly followed them in, but just before he went in, he caught a glance of who he thought was Rokoru walking by. It didn’t matter though, and he was soon surrounded by various clothes and shoes and accessories. Girls and (significantly less) guys filled the store to the brim. The sales that were going on seemed to be boosting business well. The sales were probably the reason that Mika had decided to go there, and Sato grew increasingly confused on why he was there. He assumed most of the guys there were dragged there by their girlfriends due to the fact that there appeared to be only girls’ clothing in stock, and Sato was very far from romantically entangled with either girls.
After a while of waiting around, bored half to death, the girl he didn’t know threw a pair of shorts at his face. He unfolded them to reveal a pair of swimming shorts with a flame design down the right. “Try them on!” Mika encouraged, thrusting him into one of the changing rooms.
“W-wait, am I even allowed to—“ But the door slammed shut before he could even properly object. Sato looked at the shorts once more. There couldn’t be much harm in trying them on at least. And that’s what he did. He slipped his jeans off and the swim shorts on, and then exited to show them off to the girls. Both of them clapped, and Mika even let out a cheer. His arms flopped to his sides after. “So why am I trying on a lame pair of swim shorts?”
“Because!” A familiar voice exclaimed from behind him after an awkwardly long pause. Sato turned around on his heel to examine who it came from, and lo and behold, Rento and Yukiteru were standing there. The air Sato breathed suddenly felt like it was stale. He didn’t even know if they were allowed to wear nothing but what you’re trying on. “Golden Week!”
“Put some clothes on, freaks!” Mika laughed before throwing a shirt she was holding at them. Rento made a show of his shirtlessness before disappearing into the changing room and emerged a second later, adequately clothed. Yuki simply slid on his shirt in an instant.
Sato shifted his weight onto one hip. “So we—you guys—are going swimming for Golden Week?”
“We haven’t actually decided on a place yet, but it’s gonna be somewhere we can go swimming!” The girl said, bouncing up and down on her feet a bit.
“Isn’t it a little too cold to go swimming? Shouldn’t we save that for the summer or something?” Sato asked, looking down at the swimsuit he was wearing. He already had one from last year, but he supposed it couldn’t hurt to have another one. “I dunno if I’d like to go to the beach or whatever in April. Too soon.”
Mika looked slightly disgruntled, while Yukiteru nodded in agreement. The girl he didn’t know—though, after thinking about it, he was pretty sure she had told him her name at some point—looked briefly distraught before putting on a pouty face. “Fine then,” she said. “You don’t have to come!”
“N-no, I’d love to hang out with you guys, it’s just that this seems like it wouldn’t really work out. Maybe we can go to Tatsumi Port Island or something.” Before any of them could reply, he ducked into the changing room and slipped on his regular jeans. Rento and Yuki did the same, and they all went to the clerk to pay for them.
“Wouldn’t it be kinda expensive to go there? Last time I checked, we’re all pretty broke at the moment, ever since that Archery splurge we all went on.” Everybody except the girl Sato didn’t quite know nodded.
Rokoru found himself waiting around in the mall, somewhere near a bunch of stores he couldn’t care less about. He knew he wasn’t the most punctual guy around, and he dreaded being chewed out for being a couple minutes late, but it turned out to be Saya who was the one late. The boy stood rather awkwardly by some potted plant, his hands shoved into the pockets of the dull red pants he wore. He wore a black tank-top and his yellow-armed jacket, his face showing obvious signs of sleeplessness. After waiting for a bit longer, Rokoru flipped out his phone and checked for texts again. Nothing. Where was she?
Mid-day
“Oh my god,” a girl’s voice called, “Shoes.”
“Shoes,” Sato repeated.
The boy fell backwards until his shoulder blades hit the wall behind him, and he watched as Mika and some girl from her class fawned over the intense slashing on the pricing on the new shoes one of them had been wanting for weeks. He wasn’t even sure how he had gotten dragged into going shopping with Mika and her friend, but he had, and there was no way of backing out of it now. She had promised that she’d buy Sato something if he had went with them (for reasons he didn’t get), and seeing as there happened to be a new electronics store opening, there was no reason to not suffer through some shoe shopping for it.
When the girls disappeared into the clothing store, Sato begrudgingly followed them in, but just before he went in, he caught a glance of who he thought was Rokoru walking by. It didn’t matter though, and he was soon surrounded by various clothes and shoes and accessories. Girls and (significantly less) guys filled the store to the brim. The sales that were going on seemed to be boosting business well. The sales were probably the reason that Mika had decided to go there, and Sato grew increasingly confused on why he was there. He assumed most of the guys there were dragged there by their girlfriends due to the fact that there appeared to be only girls’ clothing in stock, and Sato was very far from romantically entangled with either girls.
After a while of waiting around, bored half to death, the girl he didn’t know threw a pair of shorts at his face. He unfolded them to reveal a pair of swimming shorts with a flame design down the right. “Try them on!” Mika encouraged, thrusting him into one of the changing rooms.
“W-wait, am I even allowed to—“ But the door slammed shut before he could even properly object. Sato looked at the shorts once more. There couldn’t be much harm in trying them on at least. And that’s what he did. He slipped his jeans off and the swim shorts on, and then exited to show them off to the girls. Both of them clapped, and Mika even let out a cheer. His arms flopped to his sides after. “So why am I trying on a lame pair of swim shorts?”
“Because!” A familiar voice exclaimed from behind him after an awkwardly long pause. Sato turned around on his heel to examine who it came from, and lo and behold, Rento and Yukiteru were standing there. The air Sato breathed suddenly felt like it was stale. He didn’t even know if they were allowed to wear nothing but what you’re trying on. “Golden Week!”
“Put some clothes on, freaks!” Mika laughed before throwing a shirt she was holding at them. Rento made a show of his shirtlessness before disappearing into the changing room and emerged a second later, adequately clothed. Yuki simply slid on his shirt in an instant.
Sato shifted his weight onto one hip. “So we—you guys—are going swimming for Golden Week?”
“We haven’t actually decided on a place yet, but it’s gonna be somewhere we can go swimming!” The girl said, bouncing up and down on her feet a bit.
“Isn’t it a little too cold to go swimming? Shouldn’t we save that for the summer or something?” Sato asked, looking down at the swimsuit he was wearing. He already had one from last year, but he supposed it couldn’t hurt to have another one. “I dunno if I’d like to go to the beach or whatever in April. Too soon.”
Mika looked slightly disgruntled, while Yukiteru nodded in agreement. The girl he didn’t know—though, after thinking about it, he was pretty sure she had told him her name at some point—looked briefly distraught before putting on a pouty face. “Fine then,” she said. “You don’t have to come!”
“N-no, I’d love to hang out with you guys, it’s just that this seems like it wouldn’t really work out. Maybe we can go to Tatsumi Port Island or something.” Before any of them could reply, he ducked into the changing room and slipped on his regular jeans. Rento and Yuki did the same, and they all went to the clerk to pay for them.
“Wouldn’t it be kinda expensive to go there? Last time I checked, we’re all pretty broke at the moment, ever since that Archery splurge we all went on.” Everybody except the girl Sato didn’t quite know nodded.
Rokoru found himself waiting around in the mall, somewhere near a bunch of stores he couldn’t care less about. He knew he wasn’t the most punctual guy around, and he dreaded being chewed out for being a couple minutes late, but it turned out to be Saya who was the one late. The boy stood rather awkwardly by some potted plant, his hands shoved into the pockets of the dull red pants he wore. He wore a black tank-top and his yellow-armed jacket, his face showing obvious signs of sleeplessness. After waiting for a bit longer, Rokoru flipped out his phone and checked for texts again. Nothing. Where was she?
CS goes in here (the OOC), PM Sho Minazuki (the GM) your mirror dungeon either with it or after, and if he accepts your CS, post your CS in the Character tab, and then you're ready to jump into the exciting world of highschool life (and Personas I guess)!
I do not. It's been srs biz for me for weeks now! I think we're all due for some tomfoolerly.
heheheh
CAUSE HE DOES IT ALLL THE TIME!
I do not. It's been srs biz for me for weeks now! I think we're all due for some tomfoolerly.
heheheh
Hope you guys like fanservice and RokAya, because that's what you're getting tonight.
I lasted over five days before caving into the swagon. That's a new personal record. And anyway, I think I'm going to relent from posting until the filler day is over.
If no one's noticed, there's been an update.
I was waiting for Kissu to post, but if she doesn't do so soon, I guess I'll just get Sato's ass over there.
As Collie defensively slashed at the jaggi, the others had sprung into action like her, but with a significant amount of elegance than her. One of the guys had taken up to attacking like she was and they maintained pressure on the small beasts until another guy had started shouting above the clamor. “Stand back hardy shieldsmen, I shall lead the offensive. Keep our felyne friend and his beast safe!” The man had announced, almost immediately rushing forth without giving time for Collie and the other guy to properly get out of the way. Collie ducked back just in case, and watched as the weapon of the man’s slammed into a jaggi and disorientating the enemies.
Collie rolled her eyes at the guy, as he clearly seemed to be enjoying himself far more than he should. Though, she forget her distaste for him when she noticed one of the jaggis had sneaked up from behind them and was just about to pounce at the aptonoth’s hind. Collie slammed her shield into it’s head just as it launched itself forward and it was sent tumbling backwards. She swung her sword overhead and into its midsection. She waited for a few seconds just to make sure it wasn’t going to get back up, and then turned back around to check out what else was happening. The other hunters seemed to be doing well for themselves, and another one or two hunters had gotten out of their bored stupor and into the fray. The jaggis seemed to stand no chance if they all worked together like this, and the felyne was as good as safe.
She found herself standing next to a girl cloaked in black, holding dual blades. Collie flashed the girl a thumbs up as she reared back to prepare for another flurry of attacks. “Go get ‘em!” She simply said to her, before returning to repelling another jaggi. The numbers of the beasts seemed to be thinning out well. It seemed to be going well enough, for what it was.
Collie rolled her eyes at the guy, as he clearly seemed to be enjoying himself far more than he should. Though, she forget her distaste for him when she noticed one of the jaggis had sneaked up from behind them and was just about to pounce at the aptonoth’s hind. Collie slammed her shield into it’s head just as it launched itself forward and it was sent tumbling backwards. She swung her sword overhead and into its midsection. She waited for a few seconds just to make sure it wasn’t going to get back up, and then turned back around to check out what else was happening. The other hunters seemed to be doing well for themselves, and another one or two hunters had gotten out of their bored stupor and into the fray. The jaggis seemed to stand no chance if they all worked together like this, and the felyne was as good as safe.
She found herself standing next to a girl cloaked in black, holding dual blades. Collie flashed the girl a thumbs up as she reared back to prepare for another flurry of attacks. “Go get ‘em!” She simply said to her, before returning to repelling another jaggi. The numbers of the beasts seemed to be thinning out well. It seemed to be going well enough, for what it was.
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