PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)
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				Title: <strong>PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>14-11-2011, 05:19:13</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://a2.mzstatic.com/us/r1000/019/Purple/ea/63/dd/mzl.ickyokyf.320x480-75.jpg)</div><br>Mirrors have always held a place in society.&nbsp; Whether they are used for simple grooming or scientific research into light and sound wavelengths, they have always remained and always will remain.&nbsp; Just as they will always remain in our world, so will the legends, myths, and superstitious tales that circulate around them as well.&nbsp; One such common belief is that breaking a mirror is seven years bad luck.&nbsp; The reason behind this myth?&nbsp; Mirrors are said to reflect the soul, and so breaking a mirror breaks the soul, taking it seven years to regenerate.&nbsp; Another myth is that mirrors cannot tell a lie, revealing only the truth.&nbsp; Seeing something that shouldn't be there is a bad omen.&nbsp; Regardless of what you believe, one thing is clear, since the gate to the Underworld was accidentally uncovered, mirrors act as doorways, reflecting one's innermost thoughts on any reflective surface on the other side of the mirror where a person might become trapped until they are either saved, or lost in the mist to become a restless spirit.&nbsp; Abigail was finding that out first hand, beating her hands against the same mirror she had gotten pulled through, the ghostly apparitions turning out to be hideous creatures that had for whatever reason, disappeared after she had been pulled through, but not before they had given her a rather giant fright.&nbsp; The nightmare was just beginning of course, but she didn't know that until she heard laughter from behind.&nbsp; Turning away from the drug store window that had served as her entry into this fucked up place where the sky was covered in perpetual mist that was tinted a strange sickly green and the ground was covered in black stone and pools of what appeared to be blood, Abigail's eyes opened wide as she saw the Dojo appear before her out of the mist.&nbsp; It wasn't right however, being far too big and ominous looking.....and the more she thought about it, the more it made a twisted kind of sense since it looked exactly how she saw it....a prison.&nbsp; She knew she shouldn't, but Abigail couldn't help but slowly approach the wooden double doors that slowly opened with an audible squeal, as if the hinges hadn't been lubed up in ages.&nbsp; She heard the laughter again as the doors slammed shut behind her the moment she cleared the threshold, sealing her within the Mirror Dojo of her subconscious mind....<br><br><div align="center">(http://wwjtd.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/scary-mirror.jpg)</div>
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 06:34:51</strong>
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				Abbigail could hear the laughter coming from deep inside the decrepit wooden prison. Each detail of this wooden prison slowly alighting itself. the thick fog was still swirling around so she found it someowhat difficult to see the true grotesqueness of this place. There was nothing but eerie silence around her. the laughter woud only ring louder within. 
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 06:48:19</strong>
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				Abigail knew she wasn't in a natural place, of course being sucked through a mirrored surface kind of gave that away.&nbsp; Even so, even without that to confirm an already messed up situation, the Shinkendo student brushed a hand across her forehead, not surprised to find she was covered in cold sweat.&nbsp; The mist or whatever it was felt oppressing, almost like a physical weight was on her body, and it only steadily, slowly got worse the deeper she went into this place.&nbsp; Opening a wooden sliding door before her after going down a rather long hallway, Abigail stops and puts her hands to her mouth, stifling a scream since the room she was in was the old Inaba hospital ward that her mother had almost died in.&nbsp; "Oh god....not this....please."&nbsp; She whispered to herself, seeing no one was present in this room, but the smell that was present in all hospitals was still here however, that of sterile surfaces, antiseptic, latex powdered gloves, and the metallic after taste of blood in the air.&nbsp; Finding the other door before the voices could start up, Abigail found herself back in the Dojo/prison hallways again before puking up her guts by the door, unable to understand how all that had been there at all.&nbsp; Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, Abigail stood on shaky legs and made her slow way deeper into the complex, not about to turn around after that room.
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 06:55:05</strong>
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				Abbigail's trip wouldn't be a pensive and silent one far from it in fact. The hall she now walked in not only had an oppressive air but she began to hear the voices of her parents arguing. The vehemit and venomous words ringing loud and clear in her ears. The first argument that came to light had been a rather sharp tongued one that was probably shortly after her return from the Amagi Inn when she had tried to run away before. <br><br>The taunting laughter also echoed again from deeper inside the foggy prison. It was hard to determine what was worse the fact that she could hear the arguing or the fact that the laughter that was taunting her sounded somehow familiar to her. 
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 07:08:06</strong>
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				((I hate you lol.&nbsp; You're enjoying this too I bet.&nbsp; &nbsp;:P))<br><br>As if things weren't bad enough, she had to relive old arguments too?!&nbsp; What kind of Hell was this place anyway?!&nbsp; What had she done to deserve this?!&nbsp; If the voices in the air weren't going to drive her insane, the laughter would surely do it unless she found a way to get out of this nightmare and back where the world made sense.&nbsp; That laugh sounded familiar too, which only made it worse as Abigail tried to outrun the voices of her parents, having a feeling it wouldn't do her any good but she was going to try anyway.&nbsp; Kicking down the next door she came across, Abigail kept on going, no longer able to see the hall in front of her as fat tears started to roll down her face.&nbsp; She just wanted to be back home, anywhere was better than this!
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 07:26:15</strong>
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				(Why do you hate me? and yeah I'm enjoying this.)<br><br><br>Persona 4 - I'll Face Myself -Battle- (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_58-XYXuJMs#)<br><br>Finally she crashed into a room. This room looked like the main training hall in the dojo. Here she saw what looked like herself but with a strange purplish aura. she was dressed in her shikendo hakama, and kimono. She was also holding a shinai. "what's the matter? Feeling lonely? or angry perhaps? do you wish they'd just shut up and listen to you for once?" the other "Abbigails" golden eyes seemed to have a sort of malicious glint. Her voice was taunting and maybe a little twisted. 
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 07:43:59</strong>
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				((Because you're so awesome yet mentally twisted lol.))<br><br><div align="center">(http://urbanpackrat.com/diary/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/DojoFinal.jpg)</div><br>Picking herself off the floor after breaking down the last door, which mysteriously reformed itself and locked into place shortly afterward, Abigail had to rub her eyes and blink a few times before she believed what she was seeing.&nbsp; There was no way....yet there 'she' was, sounding just like her, if she ever talked like she had a perpetual stick up her ass.&nbsp; That and besides the obviously very strange dark purple smoke stuff that was coming off of her....clone?&nbsp; evil twin? mirror image? Abigail's ocean blue eyes were not the same as to the glowing, malicious seeming orbs her other self possessed.&nbsp; Her words were like shards of glass since....they were too damn close to how she felt.&nbsp; "What the fuck are you?&nbsp; Why do you look like me?&nbsp; How do you KNOW anything about me?!"&nbsp; Abigail demanded, looking to where she knew the practice swords rested, wooden and otherwise.&nbsp; She didn't wait for a response as she grabbed one of the live steel blades, having a feeling she'd need it before this was over as she turned fast, facing her other 'self', cold steel in her normally gentle appearing blue eyes as well as in her hands.&nbsp; "Whatever you are, I doubt you can fight like me.&nbsp; I've already had my fill of this fucked up world, and you are not about to stop me from getting out of here."<br><br>(Poor misguided fool that my gal is.&nbsp; Care to set her straight Pend?&nbsp; Lol.)
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 07:54:13</strong>
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				(heh thank you *Bows elegantly*)<br><br>"What do I know about you? how do I know how you feel? simple I am you" the "Her" infront of her replied smiling "There are days when the dojo could just burn right? if that happened maybe mom and dad would finally settle their differences and stop living together. Maybe when that happens they'll stop arguing all the time. Oh wait that would destroy our lively hood wouldn't it? not only would the dojo burn but so to would their way of makig money." the taunting words didn't cease flowing from this other mirror images mouth. <br><br>The mirror image smirked at her "why did she have to have miscarriages? why couldn't she produce siblings for me? Maybe I wouldn't be sooooo lonely otherwise. I hate it how they shove all that resposibility on me...I just want to cry RIIIIIGHT?"
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 08:02:54</strong>
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				((Damn, you're too good at this lol.&nbsp; Last post of the night, then I gotta split.))<br><br>Abigail couldn't believe her ears.&nbsp; How, how could this THING know so much about her?!&nbsp; Shaking her head, gripping the blade's pommel tightly in her hands until her knuckles turned white from lack of blood, she was shaking visibly since it was all true, yet she'd never admit it.....not without help anyway.&nbsp; Raising her head, Abigail did the only thing she could do at that moment.&nbsp; "SHUT THE FUCK UP!&nbsp; You don't know a damn thing about me you bitch!"&nbsp; That was an outright lie of course since everything her other 'self' had said was true.&nbsp; She....she had blamed her mother, at least a small part of her did anyway, regarding the miscarriages, although there was no real rhyme or reason for such feelings, at least not on a conscious level anyway.&nbsp; And yes, she knew that if the Dojo burned down it would destroy their family as surely as if someone had killed them all since it was the only way they kept food on the table and the bills paid on time.&nbsp; On the other hand though, Abigail didn't want to be a part of it as she once did so long ago before everything had went to shit.&nbsp; Managing to loosen her grip on the sword's hilt just enough so that if she did attack, the blade wouldn't slip through her fingers or she'd end up breaking her own hand from holding it either too tight or not tight enough.&nbsp; Her calm inner self was long gone, but muscle memory had taken over to a degree.&nbsp; "Whatever you think you know about me is wrong.&nbsp; I'm not like that!&nbsp; YOU FREAK!&nbsp; Go back to Hell!"&nbsp; She hadn't denied it fully, but just a little more of a push in the right direction, and whatever willpower she had left would crumble and her Shadow would win, although Abigail had no idea that was its game plan the whole time.
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 16:27:49</strong>
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				"Oh arent I like that though?" the mirror image of her stated in that teasing drawl. "What would I gain from the dojo burning? oh the answer is sweet sweet freedom! I wouldn't have to go through brutal training, I could be free to express myself maybe even work up the courage to share the pictures in my little book" the laughter echoing through the room could almost break ones mind. still this shadowy version of herself spoke again "I was happy with training I even wanted to take over the dojo...but that was before the fighting started...the I got sick of it all now I just want to be free to draw!"
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 16:51:22</strong>
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				That was the last straw when her other 'self' mentioned the pictures and stories she kept private from everyone, including her own parents.&nbsp; When it came to her creative streak, there were few things she held closer to her chest than the pictures and stories she had in both a notebook and on her laptop, which she had dropped on the outside of the Dojo!&nbsp; Her blue eyes opened wide in shock as she dropped her sword and put her hands to the sides of her head, trying to block out the crazy Shadow's words, but they cut deeper than any blade she had ever held.&nbsp; Unable to take anymore, Abigail screamed, pouring her heart and soul into the noise, her head looking up at the ceiling before she looked at her other half, growling the very thing she shouldn't if she wanted to live past today.&nbsp; "You.....you....are not....ME!"&nbsp; Picking up her sword, Abigail charged in, blade at the ready, unaware she had made a very fatal mistake.&nbsp; Murderous intent was clear in her eyes, something that had never been there before in all of her years of life so far.&nbsp; Of course, as soon as her other half transformed, she'd back pedal real quick, being unable to face whatever might come out of the mass of Shadows that was about to descend on her Shadow self.
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 16:57:42</strong>
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				(now she's done it)<br><br>Her crazy mirror Image could only grin broadly "Hoho...not you? I was but now I'm not." Shadows started swarming in from all over the place surrounding her otherself. Dark energy radiating from it. The powerful pulse finally faded and the shadows vanished revealing a fairly tall figure dressed in the traditional shikendo black garbs. she had six arms each holding a blade. her face now covered by a red oni mask. "I am a shadow the true self" She stated before laughing maniacally again.<br><br>The shadow then moved forward to strike at Abbigail. Right now it was holding back it's intention was clearly to toy with her. The twisted laughter continuing. "Freedom will come to you now that you are going to die"
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 17:19:20</strong>
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				There was no way that had just happened, yet it had, and only Abigail's ability to react quickly was the only reason she hadn't just lost her arm as metal rang against metal.&nbsp; As long as she was being toyed with, she would have a chance, but she held no illusions about winning the fight against her six armed giant opponent.&nbsp; She was a Shadow, the true self?&nbsp; Bullshit!&nbsp; "You're not my true self!&nbsp; And I don't plan to die today!"&nbsp; She yelled back, outmatched, out armed, but not about to roll over and die either, Abigail wasn't feeling nearly as strong as she was making herself sound.&nbsp; She couldn't attack, that'd be suicide, but defending until and IF help ever got here, that wouldn't work either most likely anyway since no one knew where she was.&nbsp; Even so, Abigail wasn't going to sit still and let this wannabe try to eliminate her.&nbsp; "Don't think I'm going to stand here and let you kill me, no matter what you are!"
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 17:22:58</strong>
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				The tall shadow laughed at her "Oh not going to roll over and die? not willing to escape the prison you so desperately sought escape from? what'sthe matter? having second thoughts?" with each word another arm would swing the sword it held down. Each slash intentioally at the blade Abbigail was holding. It didn't think help would come her way and it certainly wouldn't be expecting people with power to come. 
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>17-11-2011, 05:52:59</strong>
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				<strong>Abigial Takeda<br>Time; June 15th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location; Mirror Dojo<br>Tagged; Shadow Clone.</strong><br><br>Abigail tried to ignore the creature's words, but they held a ring of truth as they always did it seemed, blade meeting blade in a deadly dance that had them moving all over the training grounds she knew so well.&nbsp; Here however, things were far darker than they ever were in reality, being a reflection of her subconscious thoughts, but that wasn't important at the moment.&nbsp; What mattered now was keeping her head on her shoulders as much as possible as she tried her best to keep up with her Shadow's fast movements and her six blades she was using with the same skill Abigail had with only one given the fact she only had two arms and just as many hands, yet she had no supernatural strength to match.&nbsp; Already her movements were slowing down, exhaustion setting into her body from trying to keep up to her other self's fast attacks and movements.&nbsp; She couldn't keep this up for much longer, that she knew for certain.<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Yu Narukami<br>Time; June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location;&nbsp; The Central Shopping District, preparing to move on to the Mirrored World.<br>Tagged; Miki, Ayane, Satoshi, Yosuke, Yukiko, Chie, Naoto, Kanji, Teddie, Ryotora Dojima, anyone else.</strong><br><br>Detective Dojima had seen Satoshi make a run for it right behind his nephew, but he didn't heed his warnings to stay away from the window.&nbsp; Instead, himself, the idiot kid that had been laughing like a maniac the entire time he had ran across the street, and Yu all came through the glass and into the messed up world they were now in, the entire group having landed in a disorganized heap from traveling between worlds.&nbsp; Up had become down, left became right, and so there was no way to land gently, instead either winding up landing face first or bottoms up all over the front steps of the Mirror Dojo they found themselves in front of.&nbsp; Getting to his feet before Satoshi could, Ryotaro grabbed the kid by the front of his shirt before pinning him against the glass window that looked out onto the world they had left behind.&nbsp; "You idiot!&nbsp; Do you have any idea how much danger you just put us all in?!"&nbsp; Yu stepped in and put a hand on his uncle's shoulder, calmly shaking his head, his gray eyes closed for a moment before he opened them again, finding Satoshi's face this time as the older man let go of Satoshi with an audible growl.&nbsp; "He is right however.&nbsp; You shouldn't have come.&nbsp; This is beyond you, but you're here now, so might as well follow along since without one of us helping you to get back, you'll be stuck here until either you die or you face yourself in this place."&nbsp; He would let Satoshi figure out the rest of that comment as he turned to his friends, both young and old before turning to his uncle again, worry clear on his face as a Shadow Clone had already appeared in the shape of Detective Dojima.&nbsp; Great, the fun begins already.&nbsp; "Um, Detective Dojima, don't look now but remember the old stories of what happened in the other world we told you about before Yu left that first time?&nbsp; You have a visitor already."&nbsp; Dojima slowly turned around, having a feeling he knew exactly what was there before Chie had said anything.&nbsp; His fears were realized as he stared upon a yellow eyed copy of himself which only leered in turn, wearing the police officer outfit that was standard issue for new recruits, something Dojima was definitely not anymore given his time on the force.&nbsp; "Go....I'll handle this.&nbsp; You just save that girl."<br><br>"No, we got this far as a family, and we won't abandon you now."&nbsp; Yukiko shouted in turn, Yu not about to leave his uncle to the mercy of this thing to face alone."&nbsp; Yu turned to Yosuke and the others however, and the Junes manager got the message although nothing was said aloud.&nbsp; He'd take over and lead the way until this little business had been taken care of.&nbsp; Damn though, these things were acting faster than they ever had in the past.&nbsp; Regardless, there was not enough time to dally, not with one person's life at stake already.&nbsp; "We'll get her out of here partner.&nbsp; Everyone, on me!"&nbsp; Yosuke shouted, heading for the Dojo's main entrance, knowing that Detective Dojima-san was in very safe hands.&nbsp; The others had a job to do and weren't about to fail now, not with their excellent track record so far.&nbsp; "I'll explain whatever you want on the way, but we need to get to Abigail fast."<br><br>((Pend?&nbsp; Do you mind doing Dojima's Shadow real quick?&nbsp; No fight, just the usual stuff otherwise though.&nbsp; If not it's cool, just thought I'd ask.))
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>17-11-2011, 06:23:23</strong>
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				<strong>inside the Dojo- Abbigail and Her shadow</strong><br><br>The tall six armed warrior smirked under the oni mask "Hehehe looks like your strength is waning...does this mean your losing the resolve to live?" it's attacks remained relentless. It couldn't help but enjoy the sight of the girl slowly sinking into exhaustian and despair.<br><br><br><strong><br>Inside the Dojo: Investigation Team-Ayane:</strong><br><br>Ayane had remained by her bosses side. Now that she had seen a shadow for the first time and gotten an eerie feeling from it she had been rather surprised. She then revealed the long sword she had hidden under her uniform. she kept it angled out ready to strike.<br><br><strong>outside the dojo: Dojima and Yu:</strong><br><br>The detectives shadow looked at him it had a malicious glint in it's eyes but it's voice sounded somewhat mellow and depressed "I hate my job...ever since the murders seven years ago things have been quiet and I have to pointlessly plod along ignoring my only daughter. I'm such a terrible father"<br><br>(Based on what I've seen of the detective these seem like the only real problems he has is boredom at work and annoyance at not being abelt o spend time with nanako)<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>17-11-2011, 06:47:14</strong>
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				((Boredom not so much but being unable to stay around Nanako I'd go with.&nbsp; However, most of his issues were taken care of during the game if you did good enough.&nbsp; Still, it works for a quick little round of <span class="bbc_u">Screw with your Head</span> lol.))<br><br><strong>Detective Ryotaro Dojima<br>Time; June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location; Outside the Mirror Dojo.<br>Tagged;&nbsp; Yu, Yukiko, anyone else.</strong><br><br>He had heard all of the tales regarding the shadows that had come out of every single one of his nephew's friends and what they had had to do to defeat them.&nbsp; Even so, it was one thing to hear about it and an entirely different thing to see it for yourself, just as Dojima was doing now.&nbsp; The words his Shadow was spouting still hurt, but if not for Yu and his friends saving his daughter's life when they had, and for Yu himself being there for both himself and Nanako all the times he couldn't do so himself, his darker half had little sway over him now.&nbsp; It had still come however since it was an unresolved part of himself though, and Dojima merely stared it in the eyes and said nothing until it was done flapping its lips.&nbsp; He had faced serial killers that were scarier than this thing, the very serial killer in fact that he had invited into his home no less, that being his former partner, Adachi.&nbsp; "Are you finished by chance?&nbsp; If so, then shut your trap and let me set you straight here.&nbsp; Yeah, I used to be as you say, constantly working, trying to avoid my own daughter because she reminded me so much of her mother who had been ran down on her way to pick up our daughter from day care all that time ago.&nbsp; Even so, if not for the timely arrival of my nephew, and all that he had done in the year he stayed with us during the serial murder case that came along about the same time he first arrived, we wouldn't be having this conversation now most likely.&nbsp; He showed me the importance of the family I still had, and to treasure every moment I have with my daughter.&nbsp; So go ahead and spout your nonsense about me being a bad father, because I know it is no longer true, and hasn't been since the events seven years ago.&nbsp; You are a part of me, whether I like it or not, but that doesn't mean you're right anymore."&nbsp; Having accepted what was true, or once had been anyway, Dojima knew he had won this round with his inner darkness, and he hadn't had to fight it down as he had heard everyone else had had to do so before.&nbsp; Yu and Yukiko both bouth put a hand on both of Dojima's shoulders, smiling warmly at what he had faced down with such a calm head and heart despite the remarks it had made.&nbsp; "So, you going to help me fight whatever's coming or what?"&nbsp; He asked his shadow, wanting to make a difference FOR Nanako rather than for his own satisfaction or needing to keep busy.
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>17-11-2011, 07:26:38</strong>
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				Ryotaro dojimaVs his shadow:<br><br>The shadow felt the evil within it fading as it lifted into the air. it changed shape from that of the detective to that of a man in yellowish orange clothing with a white scarf. His lower body was obscured by a white mist as he hovered infront of dojima before turning into a tarot card and dropping into the mans hands<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Empyrean</strong> on <strong>18-11-2011, 03:15:23</strong>
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				<br>Miki Ishinaka<br>Time; June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location;&nbsp; The Mirrored Dojo<br>Tagged; The old and new Investigation Teams<br><br>Miki watched the confrontation between Dojima and his shadow with amazement. A person came out of that person, they talked, and the second person became a card. And somehow they'd fallen through a store window and now where in that weird dojo she'd seen for a second. How very strange. And exciting! It was like one of her books or games.<br><br>So she watched. And when Yosuke led the way to search for a girl, she only reluctantly turned away. She drifted along behind the group and spoke in an excited and breathy version of her normal dreamy voice. "So there's a world inside glass? And when we go there we meet a weird version of ourselves? And they become playing cards? Why is this a bad thing? Can't the girl who fell in here get her playing card and then go home? Or do the rules of the game say that you have to have someone else there to watch you get your card before you go home? And what do you do with the cards once you have them? Oh, and why haven't we come here before, if this place is inside glass? Was it a special glass?"<br><br>She was actually cool with the idea of another world inside glass. It was the cards she didn't get.
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>18-11-2011, 04:28:21</strong>
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				<strong>Detective Ryotaro Dojima<br>Time; June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location; Outside the Mirror Dojo.<br>Tagged;&nbsp; Yu, Yukiko, anyone else.</strong><br><br>"This is my Persona."&nbsp; Ryotaro said to himself, feeling stronger than he had before in some fundamental way, feeling Hachiman's power join to his very soul.&nbsp; So, this was what it was like huh?&nbsp; It was little wonder his nephew had been able to defeat Izanami, the Japanese Goddess of the Land of the Dead, or so the legends said anyway, given the fact she had been killed and became a rotting corpse of her former self when her husband, Izanagi, had found her later on, too late to help her.&nbsp; She had become cold, twisted, and full of rage when she had been looked upon, thus starting the whole curse/birth thing between the two gods.&nbsp; None of that mattered at the moment however as he finally could see Izanagi-no-Okami, his nephew's Persona, and Ameterasu, Yukiko's Persona as well.&nbsp; In reality they had just remained hidden away since in this world they could be seen at any time they were present, but in the human world they were always invisible save to those that had unlocked their power as Dojima had done now. "My God, you have had those with you this whole time you two?&nbsp; Not just you, but everyone that got involved with the serial murder case seven years ago?"&nbsp; Dojima asked, getting a nod from Yu and Yukiko both.&nbsp; "Yes, Dojima-san.&nbsp; This is our power, and just like you, except for your nephew, we had to gain it by accepting our darker halves, the thing we would do anything to keep hidden away."&nbsp; Yukiko replied, earning a small scowl from Ryotaro but it disappeared as he turned to the Dojo doors.&nbsp; It was time to go.&nbsp; "We'll talk more about this later.&nbsp; For now, we need to go."<br><br>Hachiman<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii216/thefullmetalshinigami/Persona%203/Personas/Persona%204%20Personas/05-Hierophant/Hachiman.png)</div></div><br>Ameterasu<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1LCj-CuqVJs/Sc-8kamYpUI/AAAAAAAACQU/CKgJX-htlBA/s400/p4-persona-amaterasu.jpg)</div></div><br>Izanagi-No-Okami<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images.wikia.com/megamitensei/images/6/67/P4-Izanagi-no-Okami.jpg)</div></div><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Yosuke Hanamura<br>Time; June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location; The Mirrored Dojo.<br>Tagged;&nbsp; The old and new Investigation Group.</strong><br><br>"This isn't a game!"&nbsp; Yosuke shouted to Miki before calming down, glad that Dojima was alright at least, having Yukiko and his nephew on hand in case things got hairy.&nbsp; The mist held no sway over him since he had the glasses just like most of the old group possessed, Teddie having reverted back to his bear costume like form upon entry into another Shadow infested world so he didn't really need the glasses he had made for all of them back in the old days.&nbsp; They still fit too despite seven years having gone and went, bringing with it growth and slight changes to their physical appearances.&nbsp; Regardless of all that, Yosuke held out his right hand to stop everyone from advancing further.&nbsp; "You wanted to learn more about this world?&nbsp; Well here you go!&nbsp; Let's go Susano-O!"&nbsp; Shadows came out of every wall, floor, and ceiling in the chamber they were in, taking on different shapes and forms before hovering briefly around the large group.&nbsp; "They are called Shadows, physical manifestations of people's dark inner thoughts, feelings, desires, anything you wouldn't want anyone to see or know about.&nbsp; This world, just like the old one we used to investigate together, gives physical form to these same thoughts and feelings, making them deadly and dangerous to all they come into contact with.&nbsp; We Persona Users are able to fight them off, destroying them before they can claim anyone else.&nbsp; Being killed by them here sends your body back to the other world to be found, at least in the old days, on a TV antenna or satellite dish of some sort."&nbsp; Naoto said, pulling her gun as her own Persona came to the front, along with the rest of the group's for that matter.&nbsp; Giant moths, undead samurai warriors, and a collection of items such as bronze incense burners and braziers took shape around them, ready to attack at a moment's notice.&nbsp; They didn't give them that chance as Naoto got the first shot off.&nbsp; "Go, Yamato Takeru!&nbsp; Megidola!"&nbsp; A blast of white light hit the ground after it had condensed into a ball of Almighty energy, wiping out a large majority of the gathered Shadows with one blast.<br><br>Susano-O finished the other half with a wind type spell that cut down the rest, several green tornadoes consuming the Shadows before blasting them to bits, scattering them to the four winds.&nbsp; They weren't out of the woods yet by any means, Kanji slamming a desk into one of the few survivors, shattering the desk in question but also dispelling the creature he had hit, still carrying his own signature heavy club on his person that took the shape of a giant stone fist on a staff like handle.&nbsp; "If we're done dicking around with these weaklings, let's get a move on already!"&nbsp; The muscle bound man said to his friends, Teddie finishing off the other with a claw weapon on his right hand.&nbsp; "Let's go Yosuke, before that girl's shadow consumes her!"&nbsp; "Right.&nbsp; Let's move!"<br><br>Susano-O<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://media.giantbomb.com/uploads/5/57846/1513746-susano_o.jpg)</div></div><br>Yamato Takeru<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images.wikia.com/megamitensei/images/0/01/YamatoTakeru.png)</div></div>
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				Post by: <strong>Empyrean</strong> on <strong>18-11-2011, 04:44:19</strong>
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				Miki Ishinaka<br>Time; June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location; The Mirrored Dojo.<br>Tagged;&nbsp; The old and new Investigation Group.<br><br>Miki looked at the Shadows that came for them, not showing much in the way of concern. Instead she just watched with increasing delight as first Yamato Takeru, and then Susano-O tore them apart. She turned off her game console. This was <em>way</em> more interesting! "Oh, so then what stops the Shadows from coming through to our world? And what's with the playing cards? I still don't understand that part. If it's not a game then what are they for?" She followed along, not wanting to slow them down.
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				Post by: <strong>Starlequin</strong> on <strong>18-11-2011, 05:16:06</strong>
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				﻿<strong>Takeo Satoshi<br>Time: June 5th, 2018. Monday, Midevening.<br>Location: Mirrored World.<br>Tagged: Yu Narukami, Yukiko Amagi, Detective Dojima.</strong><br><br>A groan escaped Satoshi's lips as he writhed limply on the ground after tumbling through the gate behind the others, and he struggled to assess his condition. Disrupted equilibrium? Check. Severe nausea? Check. Extreme lethargy? Check. Mental confusion? Check. Damn, what a ride! He made a half-hearted attempt to rise to his feet, but before he could manage it himself Satoshi got some very helpful assistance. The front of his shirt was jerked upward in an iron grip and the back of his skull sang in pain as he was slammed back forcefully against the 'glass' he'd just fallen through.<br><br>"You idiot! Do you have any idea how much danger you just put us all in?!" Someone, the policeman, was shouting into his face, droplets of spittle raining on the tip of Satoshi's nose, and he barely managed a toothy grin as he fought to catch his breath. "What's the problem, officer? It looked to me like everyone was coming along anyway. All I did was decide to tag along at the last minute, and I'm sure I gave you plenty of warning! Hardly my fault you couldn't manage to move your wide ass out of the way in time," Satoshi laughed breathlessly, a wild gleam in his eye as he met the officer's gaze. "Besides, isn't it <em>your</em> job to investigate situations like this? Or do you always let groups of civilians handle the really dangerous jobs, while you stay at the station and make sure no one runs off with your desk?"<br><br>Before the officer could respond, the bastard from the library was pushing between them, urging the policeman to calm down. His condescending tone irritated Satoshi even more now than it had earlier and he straightened his shoulders, drawing up to his full height to better meet the man's calm gaze. His breathing was still ragged, but he was quickly regaining control of himself as he smiled. He still had no idea what the bastard was talking about, but it certainly did sound interesting. "By all means then, mister, after you. Lead the way, <em>sensei</em>," Satoshi said with an exaggerated sweep of his arm.<br><br>Satoshi barely had time to move his back from the glass, however, when the others went rigid with alarm ahead of him. He turned to see what they were staring at and couldn't stop himself from gasping in surprise at the sight of...some kind of clone, or doppelganger, of the detective, with fierce glowing yellow eyes and a simply alien expression on his -- <em>its</em> -- face. He slowly moved one hand to his pocket, preparing to draw his weapon in case the clone creature attacked, but the others seemed to have some experience in dealing with its kind. Satoshi barely noticed as the group split into two teams, with several of the others running off amid shouted promises to 'find her' and 'save her', whoever <em>her</em> was. In any case, he figured the real action was right in front of him, and he wasn't going anywhere yet.<br><br>The creature began to speak, and Satoshi watched in silence as the detective stood taking its verbal abuse before squaring his jaw and practically ordering it to stand aside. It actually took several moments for the officer to finish his own tongue lashing, and Satoshi stole a glance around at their surroundings as the detective talked the creature into submission. It was...beyond description, really. The laws of physics seemed to function more like guidelines, and the lighting felt unnatural. The fog that rolled around at their ankles moved strangely, according to no rules of fluid motion Satoshi was familiar with; it almost seemed alive, somehow. And from the corner of his eye, he thought he saw the edge of his own shadow seem to ripple, then go still. <br><br>He turned back just in time to witness the creature's apparent change of heart, and he watched with no small level of amazement as its lower body transformed from what Satoshi would have sworn was solid matter into a trail of mist, before further metamorphosing into some sort of card and falling to the ground. <em>'Alright, I'll hand it to them. That was pretty bizarre,'</em> Satoshi thought as he swept his eyes back and forth between the detective and his companions during their oh-so-touching scene together. The officer muttered something to himself, beyond Satoshi's hearing at least, and suddenly looked up at the air around his friends, apparently greatly surprised. Satoshi looked as well, but there was nothing there...wait...yes, there was! Strange...<em>figures</em>, apparitions of some kind seemed to be hovering around them all, their forms hazy and unclear, but definitely there.<br><br>"What the hell...what are you people talking about? Powers, darker halves? What <em>is</em> this...place..." Satoshi began to ask, but muffled shouts and the sounds of combat drifted out to them from behind the huge wooden doors ahead of them. He raised one eyebrow and glanced back at the others with a shrug. "Sounds to me like your friends have found pets of their own to play with." Satoshi said, his smile finally gone as he hurried to follow them through the doors.
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				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-11-2011, 17:31:55</strong>
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				Shine Masateru<br>Time: Unknown<br>Location: Unknown<br>Tagged: Unknown<br><br>"I'm fine, just..." He had started to respond to Chisato, when, quite suddenly, his situation took a turn for the worse. He was grabbed, and he could feel the painful flashes of memories go straight across his mind like a razor whip; psychically painful, to say the least.<br><br>He does not resist as he is drawn through the scrying bowl, knowing full well that it was useless and would not accomplish anything. Instead, he just went with the flow, oddly relaxed about the whole thing. <br><br>He came through into another world, his suit sadly soaked, as was his hair and the rest of him. He shuddered a bit; great. This was not something he had remembered of the vision, but then again, their were huge gaps in it, too. "Damn it... Beliza, are you there? Can you hear me?" He called out into the strange, vaguely familiar surroundings he found himself thrust into. 
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				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>18-11-2011, 23:54:01</strong>
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				<strong>Chisato Arikawa<br>Time: June 5th, 5 PM<br>Location: Shopping District, "Threads of Fate"</strong><br><br>"Oh, that's..." Chisato was, similarly to Shine, cut off by reality suddenly beginning to fray at the seams. She found herself just staring unresponsively as Shine was somehow pulled into the giant pot by ethereal hands. The scene was so out of place, so unreal, that her mind just blanked; she had absolutely no idea how to react to witnessing something like that.<br><br>...Rise was yelling. No, Rise was yelling at <em>her</em>. That snapped Chisato back to awareness. "R-right!" she stammered. It didn't matter what was going on, or how impossible what she'd just scene was. Something <em>was</em> happening, reality be damned, and getting away from this... horror shop seemed like the best idea.<br><br>She made a run for the door... and right into more of the ghosts. Despite her panicked, frantic attempts to fight them off, they were as intangible as one would expect from a ghost. Despite that, they had no trouble grabbing hold of <strong>her</strong>.<br><br><strong>Chisato Arikawa<br>Time: June 5th, 5 PM?<br>Location: Mirror World?<br>Tagged: Shine?, Rise?</strong><br><br>Chisato fell flat on her ass. She was shaking, her heart pounding, her breath coming in swift gasps. Reflexively, she raised her hands to her face, cupping them over her mouth. Her cheeks were puffing and hollowing with each rapid breath. Some part of her brain realized she was hyperventilating; that was the only thing she actually <strong>knew</strong>, so she latched onto it. She was hyperventilating. Feeling dizzy. Couldn't... breathe.<br><br>She pitched forwards, knees jerking up to brace herself, and forced herself to <em>breathe</em>, drawing in a single, deep, unsteady breath, and coughing it out seconds later. <em>Breathe.... in, breathe out</em>. How... how long had it been since... since she got torn out of that shop by ghosts? Seconds, minutes?... She couldn't tell.<br><br>Adrenaline was still surging through her veins, her heart pounding against her chest. She... she needed to do something, to... get up. To move. She wasn't terrified, so much as... shocked. "What... happened?" Her voice was small, unfamiliar-sounding, as she pushed herself up, bracing her palms on the ground and getting unsteadily to her feet. "H-hello?" She put more voice behind her voice, making herself <em>talk</em> instead of just whimpering the words out. "...Hello? Anybody?" For the first time, she really <em>looked</em> around, swallowing with difficulty, one hand pressed against her chest, taking stock of her surroundings.
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>19-11-2011, 03:30:33</strong>
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				<strong>Investigation Team; Ayane:</strong><br><br>Ayane watched as the persona were called forth and they began to do battle with the shadows. She was unsure if her sword would actually do anything but she held it at the ready just in case. A stray shadow got close and Much to her surprse when she swung the sword The shadow went flying towards the Persona. It hadn't suffered any real damage especially since the slash had only hit shallowly to begin with. "Hey Boss it looks like I can fight 'em too though I'd rather leave it to you guys who know what your doing" <br><br>She sighed since the shadow she had swatted took a good amount of human strength to make fly towards the persona. The shadow landed right in front of Susan-o's path. It was shattered shortly after getting in the way<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>19-11-2011, 06:23:01</strong>
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				((FINALLY getting things in gear again lol.))<br><br><strong>Rise Kujikawa<br>Time; June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location; The Mirrored Dojo.<br>Tagged;&nbsp; The old and new Investigation Group.</strong><br><br>Rise landed on her face, groaning as she picked herself off the hard ground.&nbsp; Damn, this sucked majorly in her opinion.&nbsp; Standing up, she looked to Shine and Chisato, noticing that one of them at least was on the verge of having a heart attack.&nbsp; Shine was taking it rather well for having been attacked by Shadows in the real world, or at least something close to them anyway.&nbsp; She had never felt or seen anything like that before, and not knowing what they were scared her considerably.&nbsp; Even so, she kept a brave face more for Chisato's benefit than anyone else, seeing that they were right in front of some kind of twisted Dojo if she wasn't off the mark.&nbsp; This was weird, even for her.&nbsp; "Hey, you're in safe hands Chisato.&nbsp; I've done this kind of thing before, but I'll admit that this is strange since Shadows never attack like that, nor do they ever take a human form like that.&nbsp; Shine was it?&nbsp; You're a true psychic and not just a knockoff aren't you?&nbsp; What did you see when that thing touched you?"&nbsp; She had seen plenty of old stories and what have you with psychics and the like in them.&nbsp; She had noted the way he seemed to trance out on them when that spirit had touched him despite the messed up situation they had been in at his shop.&nbsp; Regardless, she didn't have long to wait for more trouble, or rather help as Ryotaro Dojima, Yukiko, and Yu ran over to them, about to head into the Dojo.&nbsp; "You guys are here too?&nbsp; Wow, just like old times."&nbsp; Hachiman nodded as he became visible to everyone behind the Detective, just as the rest of the Personas the others possessed did.&nbsp; "Alright, let's go Kanzeon."<br><br>The former pop idol had a Persona of her own, a beautiful silver skinned satellite dish wearing priestess of sorts that would help show the way through any dungeon, show every Shadow, weaknesses, the whole nine yards.&nbsp; A crown of sorts went over Rise's eyes from her Persona's hands as she gently lowered it into place, information running across her eyes at a lightning fast pace yet Rise was able to absorb it all.&nbsp; "Got a lock.&nbsp; Abigail Takeda, just as you thought is indeed here in the Dojo."&nbsp; Without further delay, the living radar disappeared and left Rise as she had been moments ago, making their way to the Dojo right behind the other group who were still carving a path through Shadows to get to Abigail, hopefully in time to save her.<br><br>Kanzeon<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images.wikia.com/persona4/images/7/7f/Shin.Megami.Tensei-.Persona.4.398509.jpg)</div></div>
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				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>19-11-2011, 16:23:11</strong>
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				Shine Masateru<br>Time: June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location: The Mirrored Dojo.<br>Tagged: The old and new Investigation Group.<br><br>He mumbled a bit, and felt about in his wet pockets for something. He pulled out what looks like a bar of metal, but which unfolded into a seven inch, single-edged knife. It was decidedly sharp and deadly by appearances, and the firm, confident grip he has on the weapon shows an apparent expertise in its use.<br><br>"I can't say I'm surprised you both were grabbed as well." He shrugged his shoulders, his tone deathly serious. "The one that grabbed me... she was a victim of rape. Now, whatever it is, it's just the residual anger and hatred. All it knows now is pain and suffering. If it shows up again, we'll be in danger. It's malignant." He calmly explained to the still young star what it is that he had felt, and what he thought about it.<br><br>It was around the time he finished speaking that several others showed up, seeming to have quite a bit more familiarity with this realm than he or Chisato did. They made no move to introduce themselves, and Shine, in turn, became a quiet observer of this strange yet familiar scene. Those things that manifested; they were powerful, yet, benevolent. Strange, yet comforting. <br><br>As they left the scene, the man would move towards Chisato. He approached her from the front, and closed the folding pocket knife so as not to alert her. "Chisato. Are you alright? I know this is going to be confusing to you, but this is all real. We need to stay focused on the here and now. We can figure this place out at some later time. We can freak out at some other time. Alright?" All the while he spoke, he was like a pillar of absolute, Zen-like calmness. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>20-11-2011, 00:47:34</strong>
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				<strong>Chisato Arikawa<br>Time: June 5th, 2018. Monday, 5 PM<br>Location: The Mirrored Dojo<br>Tagged: Old / New Investigation Groups</strong><br><br>Chisato was actually surprised that she <em>didn't</em> react with a startle when Rise and Shine addressed her. Her nerves felt almost burnt out, like that surge of terror and adrenaline had left her, at least for the moment, unable to panic. It was a detached, vaguely unhealthy-feeling sort of calmness. "I..." At the same time, Rise's words only half-registered. From what she was processing, she realized that she had no idea what was being spoken of.<br><br>...Why was Rise Kujikawa, former teen idol, talking like she was some kind of exorcist? Shine, too, but that sort of fit him; he was a creepy young man running an occult shop with an eyepatch, the sort of person she might expect to get sucked into mirror worlds by ghosts. Those two were talking; so it <em>was</em> some kind of ghost.<br><br>The group of people rushing by was more a curiosity than a shock. Rise summoning some kind of... monster, if it could even be called that, elicited a gasp, and Chisato took a hasty step back. She wished that reality would slow down, would give her time to process what was going on, why Rise suddenly had magical powers and why there was a dojo, but... But that wasn't going to happen. Right. So, no sense dwelling on it.<br><br>She shook her head vigorously when Shine approached, breaking herself out of that reverie. "...Right. Thank you. I... have absolutely no idea what's going on," she admitted in a half-awed, half-amused-sounding voice. "But... I'll be fine. I'm sorry, I just... it was..." She pursed her lips, gave a smaller shake of her head. "...Don't worry about me. I'll hold myself together," she promised, punctuating it with a nod. "Let's... let's go."<br><br>In a way, the fact that <em>nothing</em> made any sense to her made this easier. With no frame of reference in this place for what should be real or normal, the absurdity somehow became easier to process.
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				Title: <strong>Re: PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>20-11-2011, 03:45:09</strong>
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				<strong>Yu Narukami<br>Time; June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location; The Mirrored Dojo.<br>Tagged;&nbsp; The old and new Investigation Group.</strong><br><br>With the brief introductions out of the way, a further explanation being owed to everyone Yu knew as he, Yukiko, Rise, Chisato, and Shine rejoined the main group, Yosuke turned around as his kunais finished off another giant moth, tearing it in half as he spun on his feet.&nbsp; Just like old times, a little TOO much like old times in all honesty.&nbsp; Still, they had the power to fight now, and with even their non Persona allies aiding in clearing a path, having had no idea you didn't have to have the power to take on Shadows, Yosuke grinned as the entire old group had gathered again.&nbsp; "Hell yeah, Rise, glad to have you back."&nbsp; "It's good to be back despite being dragged in here by ghosts of all things.&nbsp; What's up with that?"&nbsp; Everyone shrugged, having no idea what was going on either, except they had to save Abigail before it was too late.&nbsp; They'd find a reprieve in the hospital like room that Abigail had come across on her way to the main chamber of the dungeon.&nbsp; It was there they'd learn a bit about their lost friend as two voices, male and female alike, started to yell at each other.&nbsp; It was a heated argument, to say the least regarding two miscarriages and not wanting to see each other at any time.&nbsp; The only thing they agreed on was having their only daughter take over the dojo in their place, and it was clear that hadn't ended so well since they could then hear Abigail's voice in another argument, not wanting anything to do with the Shinkendo dojo.&nbsp; That explained a few things to Yu and the rest of the group at least.&nbsp; "Those voices we just heard, those were Abigail's thoughts, feelings, everything that makes this place real to her.&nbsp; We just got a glimpse into another person.&nbsp; This is what this place does, it makes real your personal reality, how you view the world, and also reveals your innermost thoughts, feelings, everything in the shape of Shadows and rooms like this."<br><br>Yu explained, letting everyone take a moment to catch their breath.&nbsp; They wouldn't stay long, every second would count.&nbsp; Yosuke explored ahead with Kanji and Rise, finding Abigail's puke she had left by the door.&nbsp; She hadn't liked what that room had reminded her of by all appearances, seeing a broken door down the end of the hall from where they were now.&nbsp; Damn, she was tougher than she looked.&nbsp; Yosuke looked to Kanji, hoping the big guy was still able to take on whatever might be ahead.&nbsp; He merely grinned just like he used to before heading off, alone, but not for long as Naoto gave chase to the big guy, cursing at him in Japanese for his idiot behavior.&nbsp; He stopped but not before pushing Naoto aside just in time to save her life and the life of his twin babes still growing in her stomach as a wind spell slammed down where she had been standing a moment ago.&nbsp; "That was a bad move jackass!&nbsp; Let's roll, Rokuten Maoh!"&nbsp; A giant armored demon Persona appeared behind Kanji before a lightning bolt of immense power slammed down on the offending moth, shredding it into oblivion as Kanji turned to his wife, helping her off of the wall he had shoved her against.&nbsp; "You alright?"&nbsp; "Y...yes.&nbsp; Let's move on while the way is clear."&nbsp; A solemn nod from the big guy, his hand entwined in Naoto's own, they went on together, hoping to get to the arena where Abigail was surely located.&nbsp; Yu meanwhile turned to the newcomers, pushing his glasses up against his face before speaking further.&nbsp; "The mist here is hazardous to your health if you're exposed to it for too long.&nbsp; We don't even know what it does exactly or how, but we do know that some people are weaker against it than some.&nbsp; My niece, Nanako Dojima, actually died, briefly, before Teddie here brought her back to life by some miracle of his own.&nbsp; The fact he has a human form in our world is a miracle in its own right since he is a Shadow that has human emotions."&nbsp; Teddie nodded his bear head, a grin on his face since that little accomplishment had made everyone, even Yu, gasp in shock when he had revealed his new human body after becoming a Persona user.&nbsp; "We Persona users are immune to the mist, or fog or whatever this stuff is, but the Shadows you've seen, those can still kill us if we're not careful.&nbsp; If you have any questions, now's the time to ask before we move on."<br><br>Rokuten Maoh<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090328061818/megamitensei/images/thumb/5/51/RokutenMaoh.jpg/400px-RokutenMaoh.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Empyrean</strong> on <strong>20-11-2011, 19:55:51</strong>
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				Miki Ishinaka<br>Time; June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location; The Mirrored Dojo.<br>Tagged;&nbsp; The old and new Investigation Group.<br><br>Miki's usual half-trance state snapped suddenly when the arguments could be heard. The fighting between Abigail's parents reminded her in painful ways of the arguments between her father and mother, right before mother had left. She looked at her surroundings for the first time and wondered how the hell all this could come to be. <br><br>"So we're going to die from breathing in the mist, or from this girl's dark thoughts given form? But Teddie was it? Can bring us back to life? And he's a Shadow but he can live outside the glass?" She looked at the bear curiously. "And I still don't know what the playing cards have to do with all this. That other man, the one with the stubble on his face, he seemed to talk to himself, and then the other person became a card. When you get the card, do you get a way out of here? And how is that one girl's mind holding all of us? Shouldn't our Shadows be coming out too? Oh yeah, how do you do that thing your friends did with the summon magic or whatever it was? The short girl and the brown-haired boy destroyed a whole lot of the Shadows with light and wind and explosions. Can anyone do that?" She looked at Yu wide-eyed.
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				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>20-11-2011, 22:03:44</strong>
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				Shine Masateru<br>Time: June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location: The Mirrored Dojo.<br>Tagged: The old and new Investigation Group.<br><br>He followed along behind the others, keeping close to Chisato; he knew that it would do her well for him to be near. His stability, damn near tranquility towards their surreal surroundings would probably do her good; help keep her stable, too. <br><br>He keeps his pocket knife opened and at the ready in his right hand, just in case; he wished he had some throwing knives on hand, but didn't. He'd have to make it a point to start carrying some of his best balanced knives in the future.<br><br>"It's the quintessential mirror. It shows us for all that we are, not just as we see ourselves." He would speak up, adding in after Yu had finished explaining.&nbsp; Much more quietly, to himself, he would speak, mumble really. <em>"How wrong am I?" </em> <br><br>It probably goes without saying, but the one-eyed man let the more experienced, older folks handle the fighting.&nbsp; He's not going to play hero; not unless fate decides to throw a curve ball at him or the hapless Chisato, whom he has apparently taken a sort of guardian role towards. 
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				Post by: <strong>Starlequin</strong> on <strong>22-11-2011, 05:55:29</strong>
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				﻿<strong>Takeo Satoshi<br>Time: June 5th, 2018. Monday, Midevening.<br>Location: Mirrored World.<br>Tagged: The Old and New Investigation Group.</strong><br><br>Satoshi was expecting the others to burst through the oversized doors without hesitation, but they drew up short as another group appeared from the direction of the window they'd traveled through earlier. A young man in dark, formal-looking clothes, and two exceptionally beautiful young women came dashing up to them, looking far less distraught than he would have expected. Well, two of them did; one of the women seemed about as out of sorts as he'd felt himself when he'd first arrived in this bizarre dimension.<br><br>The calmer woman and the man from the library exchanged greetings, and another strange, ethereal mist-being shimmered into sight beside her. Seemingly automatically, some sort of optical device slid home over her eyes and she began spouting information about a girl named Abigail Takeda -- no doubt the 'her' the others had been shouting about rescuing. Meanwhile, the younger man drew a wicked looking knife from one of his pockets, and Satoshi gave the blade and its wielder a curious glance. He again considered drawing his own weapon, but decided it was not yet time. Besides, there seemed enough firepower around him to handle anything dangerous they might encounter.<br><br>Satoshi gritted his teeth and followed quickly as the others raced inside, keeping his eyes sharp and absorbing as much of his surroundings as he could take in. Giant bugs, freakish creatures and impossible monsters seemed to line the hallways they ran down, but he often had barely even a few seconds to observe any of them before the others demonstrated their powers and laid waste to the beasts with little effort. But really, it was the voices and the imagery that kept Satoshi's attention wandering from the others. He listened carefully as they progressed further, filing away every nugget and tidbit of information he could glean from the phantasmic conversations. <br><br>So, whoever this Takeda girl was, it seemed she'd had a pretty rotten home life. Satoshi sniffed and rolled his eyes at some of the ghostly yells; if they were just taking the girl back to <em>that</em>, he wasn't so sure they were doing her any kind of favor. The man from the library stopped and gave a short lecture on what was causing them to witness such emotional outpourings, and Satoshi gave the place another, closer look. They were literally inside someone's mind! Seeing and learning their deepest thoughts and most intimate secrets! Satoshi felt the incorrigible snoop within himself practically jump for joy at the thought, but wisely managed to conceal his feelings from the others; clearly they didn't share his excitement at the prospect of a chance to understand another person so completely, and he doubted he'd get the opportunity to explore this place on his own for long, anyway.<br><br>The news of the mist's hazardous health effects did little to dampen his curiosity, and he found himself wishing he'd brought a flask or some kind of sampling kit. As Satoshi considered how one might go about collecting samples of mist from within somone else's mind and transport it back to the 'real' world, the 'team leader' (as the others appeared to regard him, at least) offered a chance for them to ask any lingering questions not already addressed. Satoshi's attention snapped back to the matter at hand, but although he felt positively bursting with questions, from the expressions on some of the others' faces it was plain to see they had no desire to spend much more time discussing things. And if there was one thing Satoshi had learned from a lifetime of poking others with questions, it was that it was far too easy to poke too hard or too much and shut down any chance of future inquiry. He wasn't going to let any of this go...but it could wait. For now.
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-11-2011, 06:55:47</strong>
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				Shiryuu Ayane<br>Time: June 5th, Monday, time confounded by darkworld physics<br>Location: Dojo inside the Glass world<br>Tagged: Investigation Group<br><br>Ayane had been thrilled that her weapon had had such an effect on the shadows. However she was amazed by the sheer power of the beings summoned by her boss and his old friends. These powerful creatures plowed through the shadows like they were paper. When they were rejoined by Detectie Dojima, Mr. and Mrs. Narukami/Amagi she couldn't help but crack a light smile.<br><br>Yu then began to explain to them some little bits about how this world worked and she was greatful to get that information. So this dojo was a manifestation of that girls mind huh? well that only made today more interesting. She only hoped the fog didn't have any lasting effects on her health she didn't want to keel over anytime due to having inhailed this stuff.Still she wanted to help the other girl.<br><br>The whole hospital scene was a bit strange but hearing the arguments around the room by the voices helped to clarify that. The girls home life was quite terrible from what Ayane could tell. "No wonder this place is so warped" she mused quietly to herself. 
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				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>22-11-2011, 07:56:15</strong>
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				((Was wondering if this had been forgotten lol.))<br><br><strong>Yu Narukami<br>Time; June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM<br>Location; Mirrored Dojo<br>Tagged; The old and the new Investigation Team</strong><br><br>Yu walked over to Miki and put a hand on her shoulder, calmly shaking his head no to her alarmed question regarding the mist they were all breathing in.&nbsp; He wasn't about to let anyone die today.&nbsp; "The mist took more than three days to have any bad effects on her.&nbsp; I don't think Teddie can save anyone like that again however since he disappeared afterward, and not a one of us knew what had happened to him for a while.&nbsp; Needless to say, I wouldn't choose one of my friends over the other if it came to something like that again."&nbsp; Teddie blushed, something that shouldn't have been possible given the costume he was trapped in while on this side of the divide.&nbsp; Still, the rosy color to his cheeks disappeared as Yu explained further about their power, letting appear the Tarot Card that could summon his most powerful of friends, Izanagi-No-Okami.&nbsp; "We don't know for sure why our power takes the form of Tarot Cards, but I know one thing, each of the Tarot Arcanas, all major 22 of them, they match with personalities of all of us in some form or another.&nbsp; My own is the Fool.&nbsp; Yosuke, the Magician.&nbsp; Chie, Chariot,&nbsp; Yukiko, Priestess.&nbsp; The list goes on and on."&nbsp; Heading for the door, he stopped when Shine spoke up his own mind at that moment.&nbsp; Before he could speak however, Rise got to it first, a sad frown on her face since it was very close to the truth....too close really.&nbsp; "Except for Senpai here, all of us had to go through places like this, Shine of the Threads of Fate.&nbsp; You summed up everything this place and the old one was like all too well.&nbsp; This is like a mirror, able to show nothing but the truth of what we would rather keep hidden forever and a day.&nbsp; As for the rest, Miki is it?"&nbsp; Rise asked, her Persona coming down to do a quick scan of the woman in question before she nodded, having answered her own question before she could.&nbsp; "When you face your darkness and tame it in this world, it becomes a Persona, your personality given physical form and substance, able to fight these beings, these Shadows.&nbsp; Anyone can do this....only if they are able to face themselves and be able to accept it."<br><br>"As for why they haven't already formed for you, I don't know.&nbsp; As for how we summon our power, after beating our Shadows down, we're given these Tarot Cards.&nbsp; When crushed, it releases our Persona so we can fight.&nbsp; How or why it works we don't know, but I can take a guess.&nbsp; It's our will to live as well as our personality given physical form, so smashing our Tarot Cards is our way of saying we won't lay down and die."&nbsp; Yu said, finishing Rise's comment since there was still so much they didn't know.&nbsp; It was time for them to leave anyway.&nbsp; "We've wasted enough time here.&nbsp; We need to move."&nbsp; Heading onward, Kanji and Naoto already way ahead of them, Shadows started to appear ahead of them again, starting to form ranks yet again.&nbsp; Yu wasn't having it, not anymore.&nbsp; "You want to learn how all this works?&nbsp; Then watch and learn.&nbsp; Izanagi-No-Okami!"&nbsp; Crushing his card in his right hand, holding his samurai sword in the other, his gray eyes flared with intense power and might that outranked his friends completely in every way.&nbsp; The white robed samurai like warrior appeared behind Yu in all of his god like glory before laying waste to everything before them, the hallway being cleansed in a blink of an eye.&nbsp; They'd be back eventually, but they had a clear path at the moment.&nbsp; "That should buy us some time for now.&nbsp; Let's move!"<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Abigail Takeda<br>Time; June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM<br>Location; Mirrored Dojo, Main Arena<br>Tagged; Shadow Abigail, the Six Armed Beast, Kanji, and Naoto.</strong><br><br>Dodging the last strike that she could, Abigail managed to get her sword up for one last block, but it was awkward, out of balance, and she was weakened from the fight so far.&nbsp; She felt her hands ring painfully as her sword was ripped out of her hands by the powerful attack.&nbsp; That wasn't good, but she wasn't alone, not anymore.&nbsp; Six gunshots rang out, each bullet hitting its mark with deadly precision as Naoto and Kanji entered the arena, the police officer making each shot count as it caught the Shadow Clone completely by surprise, making her grunt as each shot hit a joint in her massive body.&nbsp; The damage was minimal, but it was enough.&nbsp; "You need to accept that part of you Abigail Takeda, otherwise it'll never leave and it will continue to try to kill you!"&nbsp; Naoto shouted as she brought forth her Persona next along with Kanji.&nbsp; It wouldn't be enough, not on their own anyway.&nbsp; That point was driven home as both of their Personas floated off fast as they could, planning to hold the creature back.&nbsp; Instead, they had to either block or dodge the woman's six blades, Kanji's demon king putting his sword to work while Naoto's managed to flick about, fast as lightning.&nbsp; They couldn't keep up the pace for long as Rokuten Maoh took a blow to its chest, sending both Persona and its master back hard, skidding across the floor on his feet.&nbsp; Abigail had no idea what she had to do, too tired, emotionally, physically, mentally, to do anything besides scare at what was happening, which should have been impossible really.&nbsp; All of this should have been impossible!&nbsp; "Snap out of it lady!&nbsp; We didn't come this far for you to die now!"&nbsp; Kanji yelled, grimacing slightly in pain, but he had his usual grin on his face all the same.&nbsp; He was too damn tough to die here, as were they all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>22-11-2011, 16:43:17</strong>
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				<strong>Chisato Arikawa</strong><br>Time: June 5th, 2018. Monday, 5 PM<br>Location: The Mirrored Dojo<br>Tagged: Old &amp; New Investigation Teams[/b]<br><br>During the brief stop in the hospital room--a hospital inside a <em>dojo?</em>--Chisato found a wall to lean against and pressed the heels of her palms against her eyelids. She felt dazed, here in this impossible environment. None of this made any sense! Now that she had a chance to catch her breath, that became all the more apparent.<br><br>...The solution, she decided, was to just not think about yet. There were a bunch of people who understood everything that was going on, and they were in some kind of freakish parallel world,&nbsp; she'd been teleported there by ghosts, so why <em>shouldn't</em> the place be full of monsters? It was like some sort of bad dream, but just reacting to the situation without really considering it was working so far, even if she did have to fight down a gasp every time one of the group summoned some new, seemingly 'friendly', monster. Somehow it kept being surprising.<br><br>What she did grasp, on an intuitive level, was that this group of people was safe, and they understood the situation. They were, for one thing, actually <em>human</em>, so that was a start, and they could control their... summoned monsters. The conclusion was obvious: stay close to them. Get separated or lost, and...<br><br>...She didn't particularly want to think about that.<br><br>She lowered her hands from her face when the glasses-wearing man--had he given a name? had anyone addressed him by one? she couldn't recall--spoke to... several people, of which she was one. There had been voices before, strange, disembodied ones, but somehow they'd seemed less... real.<br><br>His explanation just made her want to squeeze her eyes shut again. Shadows? A mist that kills people? Personas?<br><br>Shine knew what was going on, or acted like it. For her part, Chisato couldn't bring herself to speak, let alone think of a question to ask; it was taking all her effort to keep herself together to the extent she was. Fortunately, one of the other young women spoke up, and <em>did</em> have questions to ask. Unfortunately, the answers just kept piling on the... the... what was even the word? Absurdities? But it <em>wasn't</em> absurd, since it was very obviously, very physically <em>real</em>.<br><br>"This is all too much," she murmured. She raised her hands to her face again, raking her fingers through her hair, and forced herself to take in a deep breath.<br><br>They needed to move, or so the man who seemed like he might have been this group's leader said. "Right," she muttered to herself. She didn't realize her legs were shaking until she had to force them to <em>move</em>, but soon she was hurrying to catch up. <em>Don't fall behind.</em> The most recent summoning didn't so much startle her as cause her heart to nearly miss a beat; that... <em>thing</em>, practically radiated power.<br><br>...Chisato shook her head vigorously to clear it. "Come on," she mumbled to herself. "Keep it together, keep it together..." They were trying to save someone, right? That meant she couldn't be slowing them down, they had more important things to do than babysit her. She set off down the hall, after the others, doing her best not to think too much about what was going on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Empyrean</strong> on <strong>22-11-2011, 20:56:23</strong>
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				Miki Ishinaka<br>Time: June 5th, Monday, time confounded by darkworld physics<br>Location: Mirrored Dojo<br>Tagged: Old and New Investigation Group, Rise<br><br>Miki calmed a bit as Yu and Rise explained everything. So they weren't going to immediately die? Great! The rest of what they said seemed to make sense in this context. She nodded her understanding. She wasn't inclined to question much else except...<br><br>"Um, miss. How did you know my name? I don't think we've met." She waited to ask Rise this until after Izanagi-No-Okami got finished on his demolition job, and asked as she ran along behind Yu and the others. 
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				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>22-11-2011, 22:25:57</strong>
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				Shine Masateru<br>Time: June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location: The Mirrored Dojo.<br>Tagged: The old and new Investigation Group.<br><br>Insight into the world of dreams and other places beyond the waking, breathing world,&nbsp; means that Shine is at least familiar with some of the concepts present in this otherworld; it's why he's able to take things so well. However, he may not fully know as much as he appears to; he's putting on a strong front, for the time being.&nbsp; That was one of many things that the accident changed for him; while he did not have any driving desire to prove himself to be just as good or, at least, not a burden, he had a tendency to project an outward appearance that was puffed up, without <em>seeming</em> like he was puffing himself up.&nbsp; It was natural to him, after doing it for so many years.<br><br>When he needed to break down, when he needed to let his weakness show in some way, he simply had the absurd amount of willpower to keep on chugging along until he could find some place quiet, some place where he could be alone; where he could take that metaphorical mask off without anyone else seeing the man beneath it.<br><br>"It's going to be alright, Chisato. We're going to make it." Was he just reassuring her, or had he foreseen this? Foreseen a happy ending, at least for this excursion, or was this just that mask of absolute, quiet confidence? It's hard to say. <br><br>As always, Shine kept towards the back of the group, never more than a few feet away from Chisato. He knew she, at least for now, needed some sort of stabilizing presence; one that would not have to be burdened with fending off the hostile spiritual entities that suffused this strange realm. Lacking the power that the others seemed to have, he chose instead to fill that role as her support, as best as he was able to. 
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				Post by: <strong>Starlequin</strong> on <strong>24-11-2011, 10:47:41</strong>
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				﻿<strong>Takeo Satoshi<br>Time: June 5th, 2018. Monday, Midevening.<br>Location: Mirrored World.<br>Tagged: The Old and New Investigation Group.</strong><br><br>Satoshi turned away as the blinding light flashed through the hallway, obliterating creatures left, right and center, and threw up one arm over his face to shield his eyes. It also had the effect of hiding the grimace that crossed his face at the sight of the man's enormous display of power, and the hatred that had spiked in him so briefly at the library renewed itself with a furor. Bastard. Toying with them all, pretending he gave a damn about any of them while he sauntered through this surreal dreamscape, leading them on, completely untouchable. <br><br>Satoshi glanced down at himself as the others filed past him, following the bastard down the hallway, a rare sense of self-loathing blossoming within his chest. So much power, there for the taking...although likely not for him. Doubtless, such power was beyond his reach; he had no idea what was meant by 'facing down one's dark half', doubted he even <em>had</em> such a thing, and what a childish idea it was anyway, as though human beings were so ridiculously simple they could just be split into light and dark halves, it --<br><br>-- a whirl of motion out the corner of his eye, coming up fast behind them, a vicious snarl, the others spinning around to see but too late! Satoshi was already moving as the creature prepared its attack, dammit no time to draw his weapon, <em>'should have drawn it already you idiot, why did you count on them!'</em> A scream sounded from behind him, but he had no idea who it was from, and as he moved he didn't honestly give a damn. The beast's attack was coming, aimed at her, <em>'her who? Don't care, just stop the fucking thing,'</em> he thought as he launched himself into the air in front of her, and <strong>pain</strong> erupted in Satoshi's mind as the attack crashed against his chest, and darkness washed over him and Satoshi didn't care about anything anymore.
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				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>26-11-2011, 23:20:30</strong>
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				<strong>Chisato Arikawa<br>Time: June 5th, 2018. Monday.<br>Location: Mirrored Dojo<br>Tagged: Old / New Investigation Groups</strong><br><br>Chisato's head was beginning to hurt. Not ache, but, <em>hurt</em>. It was a sort of pressure, an inwards-directed pain. Perhaps the weight of the situation catching up with her. Increasingly, she didn't know whether to be in awe of these people, or terrified of them. She knew, rationally, that it was the former; they were trying to <em>save</em> someone, and they were protecting her and the other... non-powered people. Still, there was some... part of her, some primal fear of things that were strange and powerful and inexplicable, that was nagging at her. These people had that kind of power, what good could come of it? Why were they worth trusting with it?<br><br>Those thoughts, those dark, persistent thoughts that wouldn't stay gone no matter how many times she ushered them out, followed her through the corridor. She stopped for a moment, placing a hand on the side of her head and drawing in a deep breath. She just needed to calm her mind. She looked up, flashing Shine a smile, should he have stopped as well to check on her. "I'm fine," she'd mutter--or, if he'd kept going, she'd let out a sigh of relief. Better that she not hold people back with her... her...<br><br>Seriously, what was she, <em>five</em>?! She was being childish! She needed to get her act together, to stop mentally <em>whining</em>, stop being a drain on Shine's attention, and...<br><br>She <em>felt</em> it, rather than seeing it, a sense of building dread, a prickling rising along the back of her neck. <em>Danger</em>.<br><br>And suddenly, everything was moving... very... slowly. She felt like her arms and legs were made of lead as she turned. One of those... <em>things</em>, had gotten behind them. How? Hadn't they all been destroyed?... She didn't know. It was close--too close. Much too close. She had to...<br><br>...To what? To run? To warn the others. She... shouted, something, she wasn't sure what, maybe a 'Help!' or a 'Watch out!' or just an inarticulate cry. Why wasn't she <em>doing</em> something, why wasn't she <em>moving</em>?! She should be--<br><br>Her eyes went wide when Satoshi flung himself in the way of the... the <em>thing</em>, the <em>monster</em>, and he just... went down. Crumpled almost too quietly, too easily, like some kind of movie reenactment, not anything <em>real</em>.<br><br>That snapped her out of it. Her locked muscles suddenly became mobile again, the cacophony of frantic thoughts were swept from her mind. She drew in a deep breath, and stepped back, away from the... <em>thing</em>. The young man who'd just leapt in front of it had gone down, maybe he was alive, maybe he was dead, but there was nothing <em>she</em> could do for him. "There's one of them back here!" she yelled.<br><br>Almost reflexively she shifted her weight, adjusting her stance, raised her hands. She knew a little about martial arts, self-defense, and even if it wouldn't be enough, it didn't <em>have</em> to be enough. She just needed to... stay alive, until one of the people with the... magical powers arrived. They'd deal with it, they'd know what to do about the person who'd just collapsed after being hit. And...<br><br>...And nothing. Thinking too much just kept making things worse.
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				Title: <strong>Re: PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>28-11-2011, 23:40:16</strong>
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				Shiryuu Ayane:<br>Time: June 5th, other wise unkown<br>location: world beyond the mirror<br>tagged: Investigation group<br><br>Ayane was mezmerized by Izanagi-no-okami and it's tremendous power vaporizing the shadows as Yu Narukami progressed through the Dojo with the others fallowing him. However the cry of pain from behind surprised her and she whirled around to see one of the others attacked by a shadow. She was quick to react. She moved towards it and slashed it repeatedly with her sword. when it turned to mist and vanished she sighed in releif. <br><br>"That was unexpected" she stated as she looked to see if their companion was alright. Still they had some way to go before they would catch up to Naoto and Kanji.
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				Title: <strong>Re: PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 00:17:31</strong>
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				<strong>Yu Narukami<br>Time;&nbsp; June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 ish PM.<br>Location; Mirrored Dojo<br>Tagged;&nbsp; Old and new Investigation Team</strong><br><br>Rise grinned as she made her Persona appear again for Miki after she asked her question.&nbsp; "That's easy.&nbsp; Kazeon here helped me out.&nbsp; She's able to scan and retain information at a lightning fast pace and gives it to me at the same time.&nbsp; Don't worry, only what's publicly available can she access, nothing personal about YOU.&nbsp; The name's Rise Kujikawa before you ask."&nbsp; She said, before turning when the scream came out from behind them.&nbsp; Turning as everyone else did, it was Yukiko that got to the poor man's side, kneeling by him before summoning her own power.&nbsp; Yu knew he'd be ok, but he was still worried as he knelt by his wife's side.&nbsp; "It's deep, but nothing I can't handle."&nbsp; Yu nodded, trusting in his wife's abilities to bring Satoshi back from the brink before he crossed it for good.&nbsp; The moment he did, his body would appear back in the real world, hanging from a TV antenna if this place was the same in that regard.&nbsp; Amaterasu appeared behind Yukiko in all of her glory and put her hands together, a ball of gently glowing white light appearing between them before the Priestess placed her hands on the man's body, one on his head and the other where the Shadow had struck.&nbsp; "Samarecarm."&nbsp; The Persona whispered, restoring Satoshi completely before disappearing as quickly as she had come.&nbsp; Yukiko looked to the others and nodded, her job done as she stood a little unsteadily on her feet as Yu caught her before she stumbled back.&nbsp; Feeling her strength returning, she turned to Chisato and smiled warmly.&nbsp; "He'll be fine.&nbsp; Just give it a few seconds and he'll be back on his feet."&nbsp; She promised, the situation diffused and taken care of.&nbsp; Yu looked to Ayane and was glad she had gotten there as quickly as she had.&nbsp; He'd wait until the man was ready to move before heading onward.&nbsp; They were close, they couldn't stop now.<br><br>((Last post before they arrive, and only a few posts to get our two new Persona Users at last.))
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				Title: <strong>Re: PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Starlequin</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 06:07:02</strong>
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				﻿<strong>Takeo Satoshi<br>Time: June 5th, 2018. Monday, Midevening.<br>Location: Mirrored World.<br>Tagged: The Old and New Investigation Group.</strong><br><br><em>All the lights were off. Satoshi blinked rapidly, eyes trying to adjust to the dark as he crept down the hallway. At the far end, muffled <strong>thumps</strong> and <strong>slaps</strong> sounded into the hall through a heavy, solid oak door. Fear made Satoshi's hands feel cold, sweaty, and he gripped Kuma-kun's suede paws tight against his chest as he shuffled through the dark toward the door.</em><br><br>Satoshi blinked again as the darkness receded, his body tense as he braced for the next wave of agony -- that never arrived. His breathing was short, ragged, and his whole frame shook as he gritted his teeth and tenderly felt his chest, fully expecting a hot, wet, bloody hole where his heart should be. Poking through the gaping slice in his shirt, his fingers found intact skin, sore and tight but otherwise undamaged. The others were standing over him, milling around, a few of them looking down worriedly at him. His eyes found the bastard's, and Satoshi managed a small smirk as he sat looking up at him. His voice was weak and breathless as he spoke, but the half-mocking, insincere tone was still unmistakeable.<br><br>"I thought you were here on some kind of rescue mission. What are you doing standing around here for? Don't you think you should stop tending to strays and go do what you came here to do?" Satoshi pushed himself to his feet, still gasping for breath from a wound his brain said wasn't there but his body sure as hell remembered, and stood on unsteady legs as he waited for the others to start moving again. "Better...<em>unh</em>...lead on, <em>sensei</em>," he said, gesturing ahead.
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				Title: <strong>Re: PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Empyrean</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 22:57:35</strong>
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				<strong>Miki Ishinaka<br>Time: June 5th, 2018. Monday, Midevening.<br>Location: Mirrored World Dojo.<br>Tagged: The Old and New Investigation Group.</strong><br><br>"Rise Kujikawa? I think I've heard that name somewhere before. And it's nice to meet you and Kanzeon." Some of her customary dreaminess returned to her voice and eyes. Strange as it may sound, she felt comfortable here now. Creepy alternate dimension, horrible monsters, personal demons, all pretty weird. But being around people put her in a strange comfort zone.<br><br>She looked at Satoshi as he was healed. "That's a handy trick she has there." She waved her fingers at the healed man then drifted on ahead to the arena. When she saw the battle between Naoto, Kanji, Abigail, and the six-armed shadow she blinked and smiled. "I think we're here everyone." She waved to Abigail. "Hi there. Don't worry. These people know what they're doing. Everything's going to be okay now. You might even get one of the Persona cards they told us about." Her smile was distant but warm.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>30-11-2011, 09:17:31</strong>
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				<strong>Shiryuu Ayane<br>Time; June 5th, 2018, Monday, evening-ish<br>Location: dojo in the world beyond the mirror<br>Tagged; the investigation group</strong><br><br><br>Ayane went after Miki to make sure she wasn't ambushed like Satoshi had been. she found herself staring at the six armed shadow that had pinned down Abbigail, Kanji, and Naoto. "oh geez...this thing looks rather frightful" she remarked keeping an eye on it so that she could TRY to protect Miki from it if need be. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>03-12-2011, 20:50:14</strong>
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				Shine Masateru<br>Time: June 5th, 2018.&nbsp; Monday, 5 PM.<br>Location: The Mirrored Dojo.<br>Tagged: The old and new Investigation Group.<br><br>Shine would indeed stop by Chisato to ensure she was alright. Not fully believing what she said, he nonetheless agreed with her. He stalls, though, with her, his first instinct being not to move at all when he senses the same threat she does. It's the rabbit response.&nbsp; But as Satoshi moves, Shine seems to find his mobility again.<br><br>And yet, in the next flash, someone else had already gone ahead and dealt with the problem. He sighs, and looks to Satoshi. Closing the folding knife he had, he slid it into a pocket.<br><br>He felt like he was standing out of time and space as he watched the boy be resurrected by one of the girls with powers. A silent observer, that's what he was.&nbsp; No shock that he's the Hanged Man; inaction is one of the many key words ascribed to that card.<br><br>When they were ready, he quietly followed on, as if nothing wrong. While Chisato was rightfully wary of the ones they traveled with, he knew that they would not meet a tragic end here, and not by the hands of the Persona Users.&nbsp; He may not be able to accurately recall his vision in detail, yet, he was sure of this fact. And that confidence is, perhaps, what allows him to be so... so... <em>unresponsive</em> to the whole thing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: PERSONA!  Dark World Behind the Mirror.  (IC thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 04:15:31</strong>
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				Upon the arrival of the... well, the people with the <em>powers</em>, Chisato did the best thing she could think of in that situation: got out of the way, backing up to a wall while they checked on the recently-downed man. She was shaking, <em>again</em>, she realized, but... calmer. It felt like things had finally become so surreal that her <em>freak-out-and-panic</em> instincts had decided they were done for the moment.<br><br>Another... not a monster, what had they called them--right, a Persona. Another Persona was summoned, this one less terrifying and more glorious, and almost as if by magic--well, no, <em>actually</em> by magic--the young man got back up. "I..." she began to speak up, but had no idea what to say. Wasn't sure if she <em>could</em> said anything, so she just drew in a deep breath and hurried back towards... their destination. Where everyone had been headed, all this time, feeling the throbbing in her head and legs and lungs only distantly.<br><br><em>This</em> time, she stayed closer to the Persona users. Terrifying or not, they were allies, and to hell with her paranoia she needed to <em>trust</em> them, at least for the time being. At least, for so long as the alternative was hanging back, falling behind, and... falling prey to one of those <em>things</em>. The fact that they'd seemingly raised someone from the dead... did not mean that she wanted to see if that would work twice.
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