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see you in two weeks, fucklord
well I don't want to blame anyone but if SWORD WOULD POST and stuff it would go on a little faster.
Also I think Sho's swamped with assignments or something.
Also I think Sho's swamped with assignments or something.
I never realized this side of you.
Witness me.
You little shite, I can't believe you actually followed my sinful tumblr blog. I hope you're prepared to see some goddamn buff furry dicks because that's what I reblog 45% of the time.
You're implying I don't want to see buff furry dicks. I know what I want and I'm gonna get it.
i liked bakemono no ko for a reason
As they approached a door at the end of the hall, Sato noticed a feeling of unease. The mannequins that filled the huge room seemed eerily dangerous, with weapons as props. They made sense, being cosplay, but it was a bit unnerving in the middle of the mirror world.
And of course, the dungeon was too happy to be as it seemed. As soon as Rui touched the handle of the door, the room sprang to life. The lights freaked out, dimming in places with spotlights swinging in all sorts of lights like some knock-off rave. Worse yet was that the mannequins also literally sprang to life, as Sato narrowly avoided being hacked apart the head by one of them brandishing a katana. Sato retaliated with his persona, hacking it apart with a swing of its scythe.
They were all surrounded by the horde of mannequins. They didn't seem particularly strong, but this was a game of numbers that they were easily losing. They didn't need to hit hard, just fast, and Sato couldn't really do either. So he sunk behind everyone, facing the door, letting the others deal with the bulk of the crowd while he knocked off anything closing in from the back. While it wouldn't be the end of the world if someone got hit by one of the mannequins, it's pretty likely they could, so Sato summoned his persona again, casting a Marakukaja. Just in case. It was as he did this, did Sato hear just how pissed off Matt seemed to be. Accentuated by his accented speech, Matt's persona set fire to the crowd of mannequins. The wall of fire pushed them back, ironically giving the team breathing room.
Lacking anything like that, Sato merely drew his bow and launched an arrow. It whizzed past Akane's ear, cracking through a mannequin's head. Sato cringed when he heard the arrow snap, but it was accompanied by the sound of the mannequin's 'skull' breaking, so it wasn't all bad. Truth be told, Sato wasn't really aiming, he was just making sure to not hit the others. It worked out well enough, so he repeated after making sure there wasn't anything creeping up.
And of course, the dungeon was too happy to be as it seemed. As soon as Rui touched the handle of the door, the room sprang to life. The lights freaked out, dimming in places with spotlights swinging in all sorts of lights like some knock-off rave. Worse yet was that the mannequins also literally sprang to life, as Sato narrowly avoided being hacked apart the head by one of them brandishing a katana. Sato retaliated with his persona, hacking it apart with a swing of its scythe.
They were all surrounded by the horde of mannequins. They didn't seem particularly strong, but this was a game of numbers that they were easily losing. They didn't need to hit hard, just fast, and Sato couldn't really do either. So he sunk behind everyone, facing the door, letting the others deal with the bulk of the crowd while he knocked off anything closing in from the back. While it wouldn't be the end of the world if someone got hit by one of the mannequins, it's pretty likely they could, so Sato summoned his persona again, casting a Marakukaja. Just in case. It was as he did this, did Sato hear just how pissed off Matt seemed to be. Accentuated by his accented speech, Matt's persona set fire to the crowd of mannequins. The wall of fire pushed them back, ironically giving the team breathing room.
Lacking anything like that, Sato merely drew his bow and launched an arrow. It whizzed past Akane's ear, cracking through a mannequin's head. Sato cringed when he heard the arrow snap, but it was accompanied by the sound of the mannequin's 'skull' breaking, so it wasn't all bad. Truth be told, Sato wasn't really aiming, he was just making sure to not hit the others. It worked out well enough, so he repeated after making sure there wasn't anything creeping up.
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10 yrs ago
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When people use "homosexual" instead of gay. Like, you don't sound smarter when you use it and the word "homosexual" has some deep-rooted negative connotations with general ick. (See: the holocaust, conversion therapy)
But homosexual is the scientific term. If someone uses it in casual conversation like "oh hey he's a homosexual" I get you, but when it's appropriate there's nothing wrong with it imo.
After everyone was ready, Rui lead his team of Sato, Akane and Matthew into their dungeon of choice, 'Super Magical Runway'. Sato wasn't sure what to expect, but upon taking his first step into it, he got exactly what he expected. It was incredibly garish, with neons of the brightest colors in a crayon box. The name foreshadowed this kind of design, but even then, it was an eye-strain to say the least. And if this was the Shizuka that Sato had met, it also didn't make much sense to Sato. What kind of side of herself was she hiding...? Sure, she was an employee of the cosplay cafe, but this... was something different entirely. Never would he had expected such a place to be fitting to Shizuka.
The 'Runway' part of the title made more sense when Sato realized they were standing in a large entrance hall with all the makings of a fashion show, stalls and mannequins filling the room with all sorts of costumes and outfits. As they made their way through the rather large hall, Sato realized he recognized some of the costumes, but only a few. They were from a videogame he watched Rokurou play once. What was it... Performa 3? Platformer 3? Purseowner 3? Something like that. The name escaped him. Ignoring the decor, Sato and the rest of the team continued through the exhibition center.
Megumi informed them that while the coast was clear for shadows at the present moments, there were likely a cluster of shadows up ahead. There was no where else to go but 'up ahead', so Sato stuck close to the others as they walked forward.
The 'Runway' part of the title made more sense when Sato realized they were standing in a large entrance hall with all the makings of a fashion show, stalls and mannequins filling the room with all sorts of costumes and outfits. As they made their way through the rather large hall, Sato realized he recognized some of the costumes, but only a few. They were from a videogame he watched Rokurou play once. What was it... Performa 3? Platformer 3? Purseowner 3? Something like that. The name escaped him. Ignoring the decor, Sato and the rest of the team continued through the exhibition center.
Megumi informed them that while the coast was clear for shadows at the present moments, there were likely a cluster of shadows up ahead. There was no where else to go but 'up ahead', so Sato stuck close to the others as they walked forward.
I wanna go to the Persona Orchestra but it'll probably be costly. Halp. Bu-But I want the collector's edition pack too. Difficult life choices.
said everyone here but probably Sword
JUNE 28TH 2015, SUNDAY
Mid-day
It would be a regular Sunday morning, but like a weekly chore, Sato had gotten a text from Rui the night before. Three people had gotten kidnapped by the cult, and it took place in broad daylight at the Star Drop Café, or rather, the cosplay café. As Sato walked to the old warehouse, his mind immediately thought of the people he’d seen there… Shizuka, Kenji, Akira, Mako…? Were the latter two even regulars? Despite the circumstances, Sato found a bittersweet smile on his face. who knew that the cosplay café would come back to haunt him like this.
The team met up in the mirror world, at the crossroads from last time. Ryan and Sieghardt (who’s presence surprised him a little, but he barely knew Sieg so he decided not to talk to him) were there, new additions to the group. Did they have enough people if there were three dungeons, let alone enough navigators? Hopefully they had the skill, luck, and endurance to get by with whatever they got.
They walked further down the Mirror World path, only to stumble upon a square branching off three different ways. The dungeon labelled “Moritomi”, and the one unanimously agreed to be Shizuka’s, made Sato’s stomach lurch. His suspicions were confirmed. For the first time, he had actual connections to the victims. Two of the them, at once. It wasn’t like he could choose one to take on first, so he looked to Rui for the formations.
As Sato expected, Rui wasted no time in dividing the team into parties. Sato was with Rui himself, Matthew, and Akane, and they were to lead the exploration of the ‘Super Magical Runway’.
Everyone broke off for a minute to get any last-minute preparation done, and just before they were going to start, Kotori approached Sato’s group to tell them her wish.
“Don’t worry.” Sato replied. “We’ll save her, no matter what. I promise.”
Mid-day
It would be a regular Sunday morning, but like a weekly chore, Sato had gotten a text from Rui the night before. Three people had gotten kidnapped by the cult, and it took place in broad daylight at the Star Drop Café, or rather, the cosplay café. As Sato walked to the old warehouse, his mind immediately thought of the people he’d seen there… Shizuka, Kenji, Akira, Mako…? Were the latter two even regulars? Despite the circumstances, Sato found a bittersweet smile on his face. who knew that the cosplay café would come back to haunt him like this.
The team met up in the mirror world, at the crossroads from last time. Ryan and Sieghardt (who’s presence surprised him a little, but he barely knew Sieg so he decided not to talk to him) were there, new additions to the group. Did they have enough people if there were three dungeons, let alone enough navigators? Hopefully they had the skill, luck, and endurance to get by with whatever they got.
They walked further down the Mirror World path, only to stumble upon a square branching off three different ways. The dungeon labelled “Moritomi”, and the one unanimously agreed to be Shizuka’s, made Sato’s stomach lurch. His suspicions were confirmed. For the first time, he had actual connections to the victims. Two of the them, at once. It wasn’t like he could choose one to take on first, so he looked to Rui for the formations.
As Sato expected, Rui wasted no time in dividing the team into parties. Sato was with Rui himself, Matthew, and Akane, and they were to lead the exploration of the ‘Super Magical Runway’.
Everyone broke off for a minute to get any last-minute preparation done, and just before they were going to start, Kotori approached Sato’s group to tell them her wish.
“Don’t worry.” Sato replied. “We’ll save her, no matter what. I promise.”
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10 yrs ago
Forum: Off-Topic Discussion
Gaming Journalism is so dead in my opinion.
Was it ever really alive?
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