Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)
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				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>09-04-2012, 14:50:56</strong>
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				<strong>Sunday, Day 0</strong> - 5:30 AM<br><strong>Tokyo</strong><br><br>The sun rose over the horizon to bathe Tokyo in its light, much as it did every morning. It was, all things considered, an entirely ordinary sunrise, creeping slowly through the city, gradually melting away the shadows cast by the myriad skyscrapers. The city itself was already coming alive, streets filling with cars and pedestrians slowly filling its sidewalks.<br><br>An ordinary sunrise for an ordinary day; it was, if anything, less busy than usual, being a Sunday.<br><br>The last peaceful day on Earth began just like any other.<br><br><hr><br><em>"Director Kuzunoha! Incoming call from Director Crowley, sir," one of the technicians called from across the room.<br><br>"Excellent, thank you," was Jin's brisk reply, spoken as he crossed the distance to the control room's video conference screen. He switched the connection on before even coming to a stop, his other hand rising to wipe the sweat from his brow.<br><br>The leftmost display flickered to life, displaying an image of a blonde woman seated in the back of a car, her left ankle resting on her right knee in a way that was, he absently noted, markedly unfeminine.<br><br>"Sorry about the delay, they tried to cancel my flight." She wasted no time in getting started. "What's the situation?"<br><br>"The same as when you left, it's just gotten worse. We've cut all non-essential loads, but the Engine's support systems are still heating up. Peripheral temperatures are up to..." He glanced to his left, squinted slightly; he needed glasses. "Four-oh-two."<br><br>"Shut it down," the American answered immediately.<br><br>Jin blinked. "Shut what down?"<br><br>"The </em>Engine<em>. Shut it down, we can restart it once we've--"<br><br>"Absolutely not! Do you realize how long that would take?!"<br><br>"A few days," she answered coolly; if she wasn't the most knowledgeable of the three about the system, he would've asked if she realized what that meant--but he knew she did, and the tone in her voice confirmed it.<br><br>"Are you insane?" he shouldn't be shouting, he realized; it would, among other things, distract the technicians. Rationality, however, was not enough to help him contain his outburst. "Every day the Engine stays off would be condemning half a million people to death!"<br><br>"And </em>billions<em> will die if we lose it, Jin. The risk isn't worth taking, shut it down for now. If you don't want to make the hard decisions, fine, that's why I'm </em>telling<em> you to do it. So long as there isn't any permanent damage--"<br><br>"No! I refuse to accept that there's not a better way. I'm not going to have millions of lives on my conscience because we failed in the one responsibility we have. We are </em>going<em> to fix this, and we're going to do it the right way, but I need your help, Alicia. You understand more about the system than any of us." Shameful, but true. "...Please."<br><br>Alicia stared at him--at the camera on her end, really--for several long, quiet seconds before leaning back in her seat and folding her arms across her chest. "Fine. The first thing you need to do is restore full ventilation. It's a non-vital system, but at the temperatures you have insulation will start breaking down and releasing toxic fumes. Next, you'll need to..."</em><br><br><hr><br><strong>12:06 PM</strong><br><strong>Tokyo</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All<br><br>It was a pleasantly warm day, the sky marred by only a few white clouds, and a gentle breeze meandering through the city's streets. Schools were closed for the day, so the younger generation was, for the most part, spending their time outdoors, while those who had spent the week working themselves into the ground were enjoying a well-earned day of relaxation.<br><br>They went out about their lives, and the sun shone as it always did, blissfully unaware as the world's few remaining hours ticked away.
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				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>09-04-2012, 19:37:36</strong>
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				<strong>Character Name</strong> Steven "Caine" Michaelson<br><strong>Time</strong> 6:00 AM<br><strong>Location</strong> Toshima - Ikebukuro - Sunshine 60<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> N/A<br><br>He hadn't slept again... it was past dawn now and here he was browsing another manga shelf. Caine sighed, put down the book he was holding, and moved to make his purchases before heading back to the hotel. He wasn't too tired yet, he hadn't woken up yesterday till about 2pm so his 'day' hadn't been too long, but he figured he should go home and get some sleep now. After all, if he slept now he'd be up again in time for the night life to start all over again.
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				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>09-04-2012, 22:48:07</strong>
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				<strong>Miki Asakura</strong><br><strong>Chiyoda, Akihabara</strong> - 12:07pm<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> N/A<br><br>A series of groans rose up from the few assembled people at the arcade, in the depths of Electric Town. 10. 10 was the number of times a bespectacled girl wearing a Tokyo U ID badge had crushed the occupants at their own choice of games. Miki had gotten her work done early, and decided to treat herself to a bit of fun in Akihabara, rather than attend the classes she already knew the material for in the afternoon.<br><br>As befits her genius, the Legendary Gamer had promptly crushed all comers. Challenging her to Beatmania was one thing, but Kamen Rider Ganbaride? No contest. The casually dressed girl stretched out with a sigh, clearly pleased at herself. Today was gonna be a good day.
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				Post by: <strong>Kineas</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 04:09:15</strong>
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				<strong>Illue Sinata</strong><br><strong>Time:</strong> Around noon<br><strong>Location:</strong> Yoyogi Park<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> N/A<br><br>Sinata had come out to the park in order to meet up with one of her friends before they went out, but according to the text she just recieved, it looked like it was going to have to be rescheduled. '<em>Not again...</em>' She looked around the park, seeking something that would help diffuse her frustration. She was a bit too familiar with the view for that however, so she sent a terse reply back and started walking for the 109. <br><br>'<em>I'll just pick up a few things on my own. Maybe I'll work on my paper a bit early...</em>'
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				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 13:46:51</strong>
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				<strong>Character Name</strong> Hideyoshi Masateru<br><strong>Time</strong> 12:10 pm<br><strong>Location</strong> Akihabara<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Miki Asakura<br><br>Their was more to life than just helping the needy, tending to the temple grounds, and eating ramen. Much as his parents might disagree with him on this point, he firmly believed it was important to take the time to enjoy some of the 'simple' pleasures of life.<br><br>Some might call that enjoying the sun rising or setting, or perhaps reading poetry or looking at artwork. Hideyoshi, however, found that light gun arcade games counted as a simple pleasure, and that is currently what he is playing.<br><br>Dressed modestly in black, fairly nondescript clothing, he was actually using both light guns at a House of the Dead game; a zombie shoot-'em-up. Every so often, however, he had found himself looking away from the screen, and looking around the arcade; their was a girl (Miki) whom he had seen there a few times before, once again proving her superiority at just about any game here. <br><br>Not that he'd ever talked to her, or done much except occasionally watch her when her, and herchallengers, when the latter threw a fit over losing. Hell, he doesn't even enjoy the same kinds of games she, and many others play. 
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				Post by: <strong>evangel</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 05:12:26</strong>
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				Karasawa Kousuke<br>Shibuya, 109.<br>12:03 PM.<br><br>Much like a girl that had her engagements cancelled, a high-schooler currently is finding himself in front of the 109 with nothing to do after his friends bailed on him. Large advertisements for popular drama and anime were on the billboards, decorating buildings and trucks alike. Every district is apparently turning into Akihabara. Still, sitting down on the bench and looking at things was an activity that someone can do alone. Unlike karaoke. Going to the arcade. Movies.<br><br>...Allright, all of them can be done alone, but Kousuke would feel like a loser. And he ain't a loser, dammit! This is starting to happen more and more often, his buddies running off early in Sunday to cram school or something. Just because they're juniors in high school.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>13-04-2012, 06:40:13</strong>
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				<strong>Character Name</strong> Ioa Zidanelia<br><strong>Time</strong> Around noon. <br><strong>Location</strong> Toshima Ward, in a neighborhood park. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> N/A. <br><br>It was with blissful oblivion that the oddly cheerful, Gothic, blonde girl walked through the part. She had a textbook under her arm, and she was staring at her phone, typing something on the touch screen. It was a day off, well... almost anyway. No school at least, although she did have to go to work this afternoon. But for now she was free, well... free to study. She sat down at one of the picnic tables and flopped her textbook down with a thud. Then with a sigh she put her phone in her pocket and started flipping through the book. "Stupid tests..." she mumbled quietly to herself. 
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				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>13-04-2012, 06:52:42</strong>
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				<strong>Character Name</strong> Steven "Caine" Michaelson<br><strong>Time</strong> 12:27 PM<br><strong>Location</strong> Toshima - Ikebukuro<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> N/A<br><br>Caine rolled over and let out another loud snore. He lay in his hotel room, tangled in sheets but laying on the floor, sleeping off the previous night in preparation for the coming one. He'd been asleep for almost five and a half hours now and would likely be waking up soon...ish.
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				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>17-04-2012, 04:11:21</strong>
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				<em>"Fire in server room three!"<br><br>"Get a team on it!" Jin called across the room.<br><br>"We're out of fire extinguishers, sir!"<br><br>Alicia let out a short </em>Nnnh<em> of frustration, pressing a hand against one of her temples. Jin glanced her way--she'd arrived about an hour ago--before responding to the technician. "Then activate the fire suppression system!"<br><br>"Yes, sir!... Fire suppression system failed to activate!"<br><br>"It's interlocked," Alicia spoke up; she reached into her pants pocket and pulled out the damp piece of cloth she'd been using since her arrival and used it to wipe the sweat from her brow. "This place was built back in the fifties, the ventilation system can't be partitioned. The fire suppression system requires it to be isolated completely, and the air sensors are registering the atmosphere as toxic." Jin had had to silence the alarm himself, about... a glance at his watch confirmed it was only ten minutes ago; it felt like an hour. "Ventilation can't be secured until that alarm clears, and overriding would require..." she closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath. "...It's not feasible, not under current conditions. On the bright side," the undertone of biting sarcasm was impossible to miss, "The ventilation should keep the place from filling with smoke."<br><br>Jin didn't have time to answer before another technician was shouting for him.<br><br>"Director Kuzunoha, the self-defense program is starting up!"<br><br>"It's doing </em>what<em>? That doesn't make sense, why?"<br><br>"Were I to hazard an educated guess..." Alicia's voice, despite being strained, was still, ultimately, calm; Jin had no idea how she did it. "We're well outside any established parameters. The self-defense program's threat analysis suite probably assumes that means security's been compromised. Or it could just be a false start, which wouldn't surprise me with what we're putting the systems through. Either way, it shouldn't be an issue, even in the worst case..."<br><br>She stopped dead mid-sentence. "...Jin, we need to shut the Engine down, immediately."<br><br>"What changed?"<br><br>"The self-defense program's IFF runs out of server room three."<br><br>"IFF?"<br><br>"Identify friend foe, it's--alright, keeping it simple, it's what makes sure </em>we<em> aren't targets. We need to do this </em>now<em>, Jin, before the program has time to start up."<br><br>"...Right." There was no time to argue. "Cut the power!" he ordered.<br><br>"Yes, sir!" Barked back a seated technician. And, seconds later, "Opening main line power breakers in three, two, one. Power secured."<br><br>Nothing happened. A silence fell slowly over the room, but the lights remained on, the consoles active.<br><br>"...What's going on?" Alicia had approached the electrician, and was peering at his panel from behind his seat. "Why hasn't power been cut?"<br><br>"I... I don't know, ma'am. Everything's still energized, but there's no path for electricity from the outside, the facility's been isolated."<br><br>"Obviously <em>not</em>, seeing as there's no other source of energy."<br><br>Jin had begun to grasp what must have happened; the realization settled in his stomach like a rock. "...Yes. Yes, there is."<br><br>That got Crowley's attention. "What are you talking about?"<br><br>"We just cut the electrical power, but the Engine also runs on spiritual energy, and <em>that</em> comes from..."<br><br>Again, silence fell over the room. And, again, Alicia Crowley was the one to break it.<br><br>"...You have got to be kidding me."</em><br><br><hr><br><strong>Time:</strong> 12:32 PM<br><strong>Tokyo</strong><br><br>Across the city, nearly half the population's cell phones buzz, beep, chime, or vibrate. Those who checked their phones would all find a similar message displayed on their screens:<br><br><em>Over the air update in progress. Please do not power off your device.</em><br><br>Some people might find that odd; there had been no choice to accept or deny the update. Many would just be irritated at the inconvenience. Only a few would be realize it was unusual; phones of different models and on different carriers receiving updates at the same time, while other, seemingly identical devices didn't.<br><br>Not just phones, either--anything that could get a wireless connection and was advanced enough to function as a miniature computer was in the process of updating itself.<br><br><hr><br><em>"Go on ahead, I'll catch up!"<br><br>"Damn it, Yoshiya, </em>no!<em>" Jin bodily pulled the man away from the shimmering glass panel and spun him around; Director Hotsuin was a mess, hair plastered to his face by the same sweat that was dripping from him. Jin Kuzunoha imagined he didn't look much better himself.<br><br>"I can't leave! Not while there's still a chance to--"<br><br>"There isn't! The self-defense program's gone haywire, there will be demons </em>literally<em> standing where we are in five minutes at most! Alicia should be done distributing the Program by now, so we need to get out of--"<br><br>The wall behind Yoshiya burst outwards, letting in a deafening roar.<br><br>Five minutes had apparently been more like five seconds.<br><br>"Run!" Jin wasted no time in grabbing Yoshiya by the collar and bolting, the ten-foot-tall, hunched monster barrelling after them.</em><br><br><hr><br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:37 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tokyo<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All<br><br>Some people had already heart about the brownouts in Chiyoda; most, however, were going about their daily lives unaware or simply indifferent. Brownouts in Chiyoda, while unusual, were nothing to be worried about. A few buildings had lost power entirely (including, of all places, the imperial palace), but crews were already working on restoring the grid.<br><br>On a much more personal level, a significant portion of Tokyo's population would be relieved to find their phones restarting. Those who actually pulled them out would be greeted with a somewhat... different, startup screen.<br><br>Be it phones, PDAs, or other handhelds, regardless of their normal operating system, they'd all display a black screen with two lines of text in dark red:<br><br><em>Demon Summoning Program v0.2<br>Installation complete.</em><br><br>And indeed, their home screen or equivalent would have a new application, labeled "DSP," with a rather unusual icon (http://www.whatthefun.net/din/visuals/cosplay/m-jack.jpg) associated with it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>17-04-2012, 04:31:55</strong>
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				<strong>Character Name</strong> Steven "Caine" Michaelson<br><strong>Time</strong> 1:53 PM<br><strong>Location</strong> Toshima - Ikebukuro<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> N/A<br><br>Caine woke up and began to go about his 'morning' routine, it wasn't until after he'd showered and eaten that he thought to check his phone and found the odd new program. "What the hell is this?" He first tried to call his service provided, when that failed to bring any enlightenment he decided to take a chance and hit 'run program'. Then he waited to see what it would do.
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				Post by: <strong>Kineas</strong> on <strong>17-04-2012, 04:36:24</strong>
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				<strong>Illue Sinata</strong><br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:36 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Shibuya 109<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Karasawa Kousuke<br><br>"Stupid thing! Calling it a smart phone is false advertising at <em>least</em> if it's just going to power itself off at random like this when I need it!" Sinata was trying to get her phone to restart so that she could bring up her membership information at the club/lounge she preferred to waste time at when she didn't have someone to actually do things with. The people there knew her there, so it was the next best thing to hanging out with her friends.<br><br>Except for when she couldn't get in. No part of her wanted to sign up again just because her phone was only just now powering back on. Naturally, the start up had some issues.<br><br>"What the heck... Hey, do you have a smart phone? Is yours doing this? Demon summoning...?" She was incredulous.<br><br>The doorman checked his phone. "No... You sure you didn't have some game installed that automatically updates?"<br><br>Sinata stared at the doorman. "If I had something like that, I wouldn't be incredulous about it. Whatever, it started up. Here, scan it!" Her patience had seen better days. She strode inside, purchased a strawberry ramune (http://www.amazon.com/Sangaria-Ramune-Marble-Orange-Flavor/dp/B002P6CL5Y) and flopped onto a free mini-couch.<br><br>"I can't wait to see what <em>else</em> goes wrong today." She looked at her phone again, wondering where this peculiar little app had come from.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>17-04-2012, 07:10:54</strong>
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				<strong>Miki Asakura</strong><br><strong>Chiyoda, Akihabara</strong> - 1:37pm<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Hideyoshi<br><br><strong>"Bloody hell!"</strong><br><br>When the power outages swept through, a series of groans and yells went through the arcade, as everyone lost their fun. Miki's yell was for something entirely different though, as some idiot managed to get a piece of unusual software downloading into her phone. Admittedly, she had other phones lying around her room back on the campus, but it was absurd to think that someone managed to do this. Maybe a super-hacker? Or a government spook.<br><br>Regardless, she stared at the program as it slowly downloaded and installed, raising an eyebrow at how big it must be. Once it was done, she blinked incredulously at her phone's display, now standing outside with a half-empty can of soda.<br><br><strong>"Demon summoning . . what? REALLY?"</strong><br><br>The girl glanced at the other people that were in the arcade, and had left when the lights went out, laughing. <strong>"Can you believe this crap?"</strong> Rolling her eyes, she pressed the icon on her touchscreen. She could waste one phone on seeing what this virus would do. <strong>"Stand back guys! Demons incoming! Hahaha~"</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>evangel</strong> on <strong>17-04-2012, 07:52:00</strong>
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				<strong>Karasawa Kousuke.<br>Shibuya 109.<br>01:36 PM.<br>Tagged: Illue Sinata.</strong><br><br>Fuck SoftBank. An automatic update right when he was in the middle of conversation. Whatever it was, it was important enough to be prioritized over talking, texting and everything except letting the actual program do whatever it is that rude, inconsiderate programs do. Kousuke shoved his phone back into the pocket of his dark denim, wandering and daydreaming about how to spend his Sunday. What else was he going to do? Go home?<br><br>Minutes passed before he realized that his walk had carried himself deep into Shibuya's back roads and alleyways. It was by no means unfamiliar territory, but an inconvenient distance away from the arcade he decided to visit later. Alone, but not like a loser, yo. A buzz jolted him from that last thought, with the delinquent pulling up the source of the sound - his phone. Updated with the weirdest greeting message he had received in his life.<br><br>Demon Summoning Program v0.2<br>Installation complete.<br><br>What the hell? He never recalled purchasing a program labeled such. Is this the emergency update? Is he going to have to pay for this? Annoyance after annoyance piled on beneath Kousuke's feet, a truly distressing mountain of first-world problems. As the hundreds of scenarios ran through his head as to why his phone seemed to be picking up a Korean MMORPG, Kou's ear picks up an interesting tidbit spoken from a female voice a few feet away.<br><br>Immediately turning, his eyes witnessed a girl talking with the bounce--no, doorman for the lounge in front about a Demon Summoning program. She got hit too? The delinquent was about to move his lips when unfortunately, the girl had waltzed into the private building faster than his ability to approach women about potential tech support issues.<br><br>"..."<br><br>Mulling it over, Kousuke thought it'd be fun to use the Korean online game to talk to her. Freak her out a bit, and if it doesn't let him chat to other people who possess the app, then he'll just move on. And write a negative review on the inter--No, he's not that much of a nerd. Idly, his fingers clicked and slid to launch the new icon.
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				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>17-04-2012, 15:42:30</strong>
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				<strong>Hideyoshi Masateru</strong><br><strong>Chiyoda, Akihabara - 1:38PM</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Miki</strong><br><br>Apparently unsatisfied with the amount of gaming he had gotten in, Hideyoshi had, upon exiting the arcade alongside all the others, decided to pull out his PSP Vita, and continue playing something on there. Or, actually, he had logged into the PlayStation Network in order to look at other games he might buy. <br><br>It was as he was doing so that it suddenly warned him that a new firmware update was ready to download. "Meh." Oh yes, he most certainly makes the 'meh' noise, and clicks for it to go ahead and do its thing.&nbsp; His was a bit behind some other peoples, and around the time it was halfway done downloading, he heard Miki making a big deal about something.<br><br>"You know, it's probably just some company, like Sony, sending out some sort of game demo. If they do it all mysteriously and stuff, it'll generate a lot of internet hype, which is almost always good for sales." He responded idly. By the time he had done so, his Vita was rebooting itself.<br><br>He went into his games section, deciding he'd play something instead of browsing, and, when he sees a new 'game'--Demon Summoning Program 2.0-- He tilts his head to the side. He brings it over to show Miki. "See, it's even on my Vita. It's just a game demo. One I'm going to play."<br><br>He clicked to run the game, and went back to claim a seat on a bench, where he'd watch the screen eagerly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>18-04-2012, 20:28:39</strong>
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				<strong>Tagged:</strong> All (possibly excluding Ioa, pending her reaction to the phone woes)<br><br>The people who'd chosen to run the program were all greeted with a similar sight, regardless of <em>what</em> they were running the program on. The display fades to a dark red background, broken into a fine grid by slightly darker-shaded line. "<em>Initializing program... ... ...</em>" is soon followed by, "<em>Searching for profile... ... ...</em>" and that, in turn, by single, plain message:<br><br>"<em>Error: No user profile found.<br>Please create a profile.<br><br>Name:</em>"<br><br>Certainly the disappointment to Miki--though the people around her chuckling at her outburst probably <em>was</em> the intended response. Should anyone try to exit out of the application, they'll find themselves unable to--their phones (or, in one case, gaming console) simply won't back out of that screen. Even turning off the power and restarting it brings it back there.<br><br>Once they've entered their name--or, really, anything in that space--the message on the screen changes to display, "<em>Generating profile. Please be patient while the server processes your data. If this is an emergency, seek shelter. Initial demon compilation may take up to half an hour and should not be done in life-threatening situations.<br><br>Please familiarize yourself with the included user's manual before activating summoning protocols. Report any abnormalities to R&amp;D or supervisory personnel.<br><br>Thank you, and have a nice day.</em>"<br><br>A single tap or button-push would clear that message, and leave them on what was presumably the Program's main screen: Its layout was much like the home-screen of whatever device it was running on, complete with a battery life indicator, connection status (full bars), and an hourglass in one corner repeatedly draining and upending itself--probably indicating the 'compilation' it mentioned being in progress.<br><br>Applications within the program were rather barren: One labeled Documentation, the other Mail. Documentation opened up what looked like it was meant to be a list of files, but included only the "User's Manual." Opening that would reveal it to be... completely blank. <em>Mail</em> took the user to what was obviously an inbox, though empty. There was a 'Send' option, but even that appears to be nonfunctional; mail can only be sent to 'Contacts', which in all cases is an empty list with no apparent way of adding people to it.<br><br>Exploration of a seemingly pointless program aside, there would be one other oddity.<br><br>By the time the various users have exited it--as soon as they've entered a name, it allows them to exit normally--they'll notice that their devices have poor to nonexistent reception; calls will be dropped within a matter of seconds, and anything longer-range than local wi-fi is unreliable. <em>That</em> is apparently unrelated to the recently-received program, as anyone in a public location will soon hear others complaining vocally about it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>18-04-2012, 21:35:07</strong>
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				<strong>Miki Asakura<br>Chiyoda, Akihabara - 1:37pm<br>Tagged: Hideyoshi</strong><br><br>The girl's fingers were flying over her touchscreen, as she continued to fiddle with this and that. The locked features and missing user manual was annoying, so she figure'd she'd go ahead and try and check out the program itself, and try and trace where it came from.<br><br>The first problem was that she was doing it from her phone, which while better than most, lacked a lot of the resources needed for it. The second was the fact that her signal had miraculously dropped to minimal or no levels. This one actually worried her, since in a city like Tokyo that should never happen. There were enough satellites, boosters, and towers that everything should remain functional even in an emergency . . . oh balls, this meant the brownouts going on were something actually serious.<br><br>Once more she glanced over to Hideyoshi, peeking at his PS Vita.<strong> "This sort of junk isn't supposed to happen, you know?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kineas</strong> on <strong>18-04-2012, 22:12:31</strong>
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				<strong>Illue Sinata</strong><br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:40 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Shibuya 109<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Karasawa Kousuke<br><br><br><em>Name:</em><br><br>The lounge was slower than usual for a Sunday. Much slower. Sinata had already finished off her drink and curiosity had overtaken her. She was still annoyed, but she may as well get all the details about the subject of her annoyance so as to more effectively compose a story about this frustration for later.<br><br><em>Name: Ilyis</em><br><br>She tapped enter and proceeded to be disappointed by the mostly empty program. <em>'What did it mean about emergencies? Is this supposed to be funny?'</em> She heard someone complain about their phone suddenly dropping signal and noticed hers had as well. She began to wonder if maybe she scared easy after all.<br><br>Well, no one really needs to know either way. If she just goes home now, who's to question her?<br><br>No no, that's just being ridiculous. She'd at least finish her shopping first. She got up and walked back outside, pausing a moment to let her eyes adjust. Pausing a bit longer to focus in on other people talking about not having signal suddenly. Stayed a bit extra paused to recompose herself. Eventually she decided to at least lean against the wall if she was just going to stand there for a while. <br><br>Wierd things were happening. It was reasonable to want to take a moment to process it all, right? She found herself re-navigating through the new mystery app. Which reported full reception.<br><br>What. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>19-04-2012, 00:53:09</strong>
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				<strong>Character Name</strong> Steven "Caine" Michaelson<br><strong>Time</strong> 1:58 PM<br><strong>Location</strong> Toshima - Ikebukuro<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> N/A<br><br>Name was easy, his name was Caine. Then he found an empty app and a dead signal, he frowned, the signal shouldn't do that around here. He looked outside, expecting to see crews on a downed line or something similar, he frowned more. Other then a lot of people looking unhappily at their phones nothing was wrong. Something was up.<br><br>He picked up the land-line phone in his room and dialed for information. Maybe they knew what was going on... and maybe pigs could fly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>19-04-2012, 01:24:29</strong>
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				<strong>Hideyoshi Masateru</strong><br><strong>Chiyoda, Akihabara - 1:38PM</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Miki</strong><br>He actually laughs a bit when he sees the whole warning message.&nbsp; Still sticking with his game demo theory idea, because it's the only thing that makes sense right now, he chalked this up to an immersion factor, and not a real warning in the least.<br><br>His name was simple enough to enter, when it got to that point. Tokichiro. It was an alias he often used, and a reference to the man he was named after; that had been Hideyoshi's first name, after all.&nbsp; While the game apparently compiled itself, he just shrugged&nbsp; and placed the Vita back into his pocket (he specifically is wearing cargo jeans, and stows it in his left cargo pocket). <br><br>"What, the brown outs? Somebody probably crashed into a telephone poll. It's amazing what can happen when just one little break is introduced into the power grid." He was unaware of the low-to-no-signal strength until people started to complain about it, at which point, he shrugged his shoulders.<br><br>"Huh, that's weird. I wonder if anybody's got a satellite phone?" Cell phone coverage loss was practically unheard of. He took his own cell out to check it, but no matter where he moved around, or held it up, he could get absolutely zero signal. <br><br>"So, how much you wanna bet we've just stepped into the plot of a bad horror movie?" he'd ask Miki with a laugh. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>evangel</strong> on <strong>20-04-2012, 18:13:57</strong>
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				<strong>Karasawa Kousuke.<br>Shibuya 109.<br>01:41 PM.<br>Tagged: Illue Sinata.</strong><br><br>Wooah. That's a pretty cool atmosphere that the program's making. It's inconvenient, but at the same time it feels real authentic. Kousuke could respect this kind of annoying tenacity, if it would fuck with someone else's phone other than his. With a sigh his fingers inputted the first screen name he wouldn't mind to be seen around in a game like this.<br><br><em>Name: H8OT4KU</em><br><br>On second thought.<br><br><em>Name: Gremlin</em><br><br>Like everyone else who completed the forceful step, "H8OT4KU" proceeded to realize that his phone had lost nearly all reception and connectivity. Mofuggin' SoftBank! Grumbling and unaware of several others a few feet away complaining about the same issue, Kou finally realized the girl that was in the lounge had already walked out.<br><br>By walking into her. Oof.<br><br>"HEY, WATCH... Er. Sorry." The realization that bumping into someone leaning into a wall would purely be his own fault came mid-sentence. And only mid-sentence.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>20-04-2012, 19:28:05</strong>
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				<strong> Ioa Zidanelia <br>Time: 12:32<br>Location: Toshima Ward, in a neighborhood park. <br>Tagging: N/A </strong> <br><br>Upon buzz of phone Ioa quickly picked it up, hall for an excuse to put down her textbook. But she was immediately disappointed by the message.<br><br><em>Over the air update in progress. Please do not power off your device.</em> <br><br>"What?.." She mumbled with a scrunched up face. She didn't think her phone was due for any update. But figuring she missed something somehow, she put the phone down while it updated and returned to her textbook.<br><br>It was to her surprise when she finished her homework nearly an hour later, that the update still wasn't quite down. "Strange, must be a big update. Wonder why I didn't hear anything about it?" She mumbled as she put up her text book and gathered her notebook in a stack to pick up, then looked back at her iPhone. It had downloaded, but it wasn't what she thought it was. <br><br><em>Demon Summoning <br>Program v0.2 <br>Installation complete.</em> <br><br>"Is this a game or something?" She asked the phone as she looked at the odd thing it just downloaded. Curious, she clicked on it. Since she figured it was just some harmless game. <br><br><em>Error: No user profile found.<br>Please create a profile. <br><br>Name:</em> <br><br>She shrugged at this and entered her name. It looked pretty standard so far for a game download. It was the next thing that came up that got her attention<br><br><em>Generating profile. Please be patient while the server processes your data. If this is an emergency, seek shelter. Initial demon compilation may take up to half an hour and should not be done in life-threatening situations. <br><br>Please familiarize yourself with the included user's manual before activating summoning protocols. Report any abnormalities to R&amp;D or supervisory personnel. <br><br>Thank you, and have a nice day.</em> <br><br>"What...?" She tapped all the little icons in the app, only to find them all barren. Irritated she tapped back to her home screen, only to find zero signal. "Great. I probably downloaded a virus or something." It was only then when she looked up and saw nearly everybody else complaining about no signal. "Strange... Daddy will know what's going on." Ans with that thought she hopped up, stuck her phone in her pocket, picked up her text and note books, and started to walk home. Her father worked with computers and techy stuff, so he would be sure to know what is going om 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 22:01:00</strong>
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				<strong>Tokyo</strong><br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:40 - 2:10 PM<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All<br><br>When it began, it didn't happen all at once. Rather, for a solid half hours things would slowly but steadily get worse.<br><br>Junction boxes electrical transformers, on buildings and electrical poles, exploded in showers of sparks; some caught on fire, and across the areas of the city that still had power anything plugged into an outlet without a surge protector shorted out and died. The blackout spread from dozens of locations as the electrical infrastructure was explosively dismantled, until just after 2 PM the entire city went dark; any place without its own generator lost power entirely, as the electrical stations themselves finally went offline.<br><br>While none of the many electrical fires were threatening in and of themselves, landline phones were completely nonfunctional. There was no way for emergency response teams to even <em>know</em> where they were, let alone reach all the locations. Traffic soon became completely impassable as the traffic lights either went out or burst in showers of glass and sparks.<br><br>The citizenry of Tokyo hasn't started panicking, certainly, but confusion and concern are spreading. Anyone outside will overhear enough snippets of conversation to infer all of the above information; nobody knows what to do, or who to contact, or even what's going on. Still, the average person has faith that the government will do something about this, perhaps send in disaster relief teams until the power's restored. Most people are concerned primarily about getting in touch with friends and family, though that's proving difficult as the congestion in both the roads and sidewalks thickens.<br><br>Caine actually gets to someone on the other hand of his phone call, only for them to explain that they're looking into--<br>And then the phone dies.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>22-04-2012, 07:32:52</strong>
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				<strong>Character Name</strong> Steven "Caine" Michaelson<br><strong>Time</strong> 2:20 PM<br><strong>Location</strong> Toshima - Ikebukuro<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> N/A<br><br>After several fruitless minutes of trying to get someone back on the phone, Caine finally gives up and goes outside. It takes only moments before he's brought up to speed on what's been happening, but not how it's being fixed. It isn't until he looks out a window and sees the whole city dark, lit only by a few small fires or rare buildings with backup power, that he realizes the full scale of the problem. <br><br>Immediately he sets out for all the nearby stores, hoping to find one or two that are still open where he can get bottled water and food that won't spoil. He's a gamer, and he's played too many games like this not to know that cash is soon going to be nothing more then expensive fire starter... speaking of fire starting a lighter or some strike anywhere matches would be good too... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kineas</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 21:42:04</strong>
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				<strong>Illue Sinata</strong><br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:42 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Shibuya 109<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Karasawa Kousuke<br><br>"E-excuse me?" Sinata was all of the surprised at not only being bumped into, since she's sort of as close to out of the way as physically possible, but also at <em>almost</em> being chastised for it.&nbsp; She started to look very upset when an outfacing fuse box blew up.<br><br>"Okay. That was... okay." She took a deeeep breath. Exhaled. "You, klutz-san, do you have phone service right now? I'll forgive you for shouting at me if you let me make a call real quick."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>26-04-2012, 05:30:59</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> 1:40 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Akihabara (Chiyoda)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Miki, Hideyoshi<br><br>Miki's poking around at the program proves initially fruitless. Her phone practically refuses to do anything to it; anything more than moving the icon around on her home screen results in an "Operation not possible" message that her device definitely <em>didn't</em> give before. On the other hand, should she keep at it, long enough, she does discover one interesting piece of information. In the phone's profile for the program, it lists the publisher as "Kuzunoha Group." The name, unfortunately, means nothing to her; perhaps with access to a search engine, though those seem like they'd be in rather short slow.<br><br>The program's somewhat large, a bit over 200 megabytes. Pretty big for a phone-based game, but not unheard.<br><br>Meanwhile, either someone overheard Hideyoshi's question, or had a similar thought themselves. Someone just at the edge of earshot is yelling, asking if anyone has got a satellite phone. While he can't make out all the details of the conversation, there's a distinct lack of anything sounding like a "Yes, and I have reception"--either nobody's got one, or they're not getting service either.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Time:</strong> 2:32 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ikebukuro (Toshima)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Caine<br><br>Caine's attempts to navigate Ikebukuro, let alone find some place still open, prove exceptionally frustrating. In addition to the general congestion, a fire's broken out nearby; somehow, a fire truck managed to arrive and is doing a fairly good job, from what he can gather, of keeping things under control. Certainly a good thing, but between the fire crew and the crowd gathered to watch as the flames gradually make their way towards the outside of the four-story building, that entire direction is a no-go (not that it much mattered, probably; anyone nearby would likely be too panicked to sell him anything).<br><br>Still, when looking around he eventually comes across a small group of friends who seem to have had a similar idea: two teenage boys and one slightly older-looking girl who're carrying plastic bags filled with bottled water, bread, and canned food. When questioned (assuming he does), they'll be more than happy to give him directions to where they did their shopping, a fairly small grocery store a few roads over.<br><br>"Though, you might want to hurry," one of the boys advises. "Not that the place is going to run out, just, it's turning into a pain getting anywhere here. Plenty of places are open, but nobody wants to just, you know, get out of your way until they find out what's happening."<br><br>Following their directions takes Caine through what was once a small side-street but has in recent years demoted to a reasonably tidy and spacious back alley between two tall, looming buildings. It's empty, simply because most people don't imagine they'll get any answers standing around in an alley, and fairly long (they're rather big buildings), but there's nothing that immediately would suggest it's anything <em>other than</em> a perfectly ordinary, serviceable path from one major street to another.<br><br>Caine's made it about halfway through when he suddenly gets a very <em>bad</em> feeling, the hairs on the back of his neck tingling as dread settles over him like a blanket. Unfortunately, that 'warning' comes too late; he might have time to quicken his pace, or look around behind him, but the danger comes from above. There's a heavy <em>thump</em> against his back, and then... something, is holding onto him, clinging to the backs of his shoulders as if glued there, and it is <em>heavy</em>.<br><br>Not only is it heavy, but somehow its weight seems to be increasing rapidly. Within a matter of seconds he'll be forced to his knees, then flat against the ground; while struggling he might be able to claw at what feels like smooth, rubbery flesh, but the <em>thing</em> on him is holding too tightly to be dislodged.<br><br>And, of all the absurd things, his phone has started buzzing insistently--whether or not he'd actually left it on vibrate.<br><br>As the assailant's weight grows, and Caine feels as though he's in danger of literally being crushed to death, something... <em>happens</em>.<br><br>There's a strange noise, a computerized-sounding series of beeps, and a flash of light from behind him, as his phone stops buzzing. Then an animalistic growl, followed by a fierce squealing&nbsp; as the young American feels something pulling against the weight on his back. The grip loosens, the pressure lightens--and then it's gone entirely, whatever <em>thing</em> had attacked him being flung into the wall of a nearby building.<br><br>Depending how quickly Caine recovered, he might be in time to see his assailant (http://images.wikia.com/megamitensei/images/7/7b/ObariyonP4.PNG), a bizarre monkey-like thing less than half his height. It doesn't last long; Caine's apparent 'savior' is a dog that stands higher than his waist, covered from head to tail in multiple thick, dark sheets of fur. Really, it looks more like a walking mound of hair with a dog's nose and mouth than anything else--but, its arguably less-than-intimidating appearance aside, it wastes no time in following up its own assault, leaping the orange creature, locking its jaws around the thing's neck, and...<br><br>There's no blood, no crunch, just a high-pitched whine as the orange demon devolves into a silhouette, black with something that looks oddly like streaming code running along its surface, before shattering into so many motes of light.<br><br>The dog turns towards him, then. On the one hand, it doesn't seem that dangerous. On the other, it just... destroyed, some sort of monster. Whatever Caine's reaction, whether he tries to flee or defend himself, the 'dog' responds in the same way: Sitting back on its haunches, and lowering its head in a manner that would be hard to describe as anything but subservient.<br><br>"I am the barghest, hairy jack." It can <em>talk</em>, apparently, its voice a low and barely-comprehensible rumble. "Call on me when you need my power, summoner."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>26-04-2012, 07:16:22</strong>
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				<strong> Ioa Zidanelia <br>Time: 1:55pm<br>Location: Toshima Ward, in her apartment. <br>Tagging: N/A </strong> <br><br>She thought about the short two block walk home as she got to the door of her third floor apartment. People were freaking over a power outage, really? Honestly, there was probably just some accident at the plant, they'd get it back on soon enough. Still, all the flickering and sparks were kinda freaky. <br><br>"Daddy! I'm home!" She called into the rather large apartment as she opened the door, but no answer came. She shrugged to herself. Her father was probably just out, or had gotten called into work. She shut and locked the door behind her as Shar entered the apartment and made for the kitchen. She was starving as she had skipped lunch to do homework. However, about the time she got to the kitchen she realized no power, meant no hot food. Unless... she suddenly remembered all that camping stuff her father had. So she went and dug around in a closet until she found the battery powered water kettle and brought it into the kitchen. Putting a bottle of water into the kettle, she turned it on. While she waited for the water to boil she got out a rather large bowl of ramen noodles and opened the fridge quickly to get some fruit juice and a bag of baby of carrot, and shut again quickly, not wanting to let the cold out. About that time the water was boiling so she poured it over the ramen. <br><br>Then took her horde and went into the living room. She put it all down on the coffee table then went and got one of the many Star Trek books down from the bookshelves, then went and sat down on the sofa. "Might've well read while there's daylight." She mumbled to herself as she opened her book and started to read while she waited on her ramen to soak 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>26-04-2012, 08:49:18</strong>
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				<strong>Character Name</strong> Steven "Caine" Michaelson<br><strong>Time</strong> 2:35 PM<br><strong>Location</strong> Toshima - Ikebukuro<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> N/A<br><br>Caine had followed the kid's directions quickly, not needing them to tell him how hard it was to get anywhere, hoping that nothing else came up. When the feeling came he reached back for his kukri, unfortunately this just meant that one of his arms would be pinned behind him by the attack from above. He actually did pretty good, rolling over to put the weight beside him when he got to his knees, a move that was only made easier because of the position of his arm. Regrettably his arm was, not only still pinned, but getting closer and closer to being popped out of his shoulder by the weight. Then suddenly there are computer sounds and his attack is pulled away, Caine only then noticing his buzzing phone.<br><br>Rolling quickly to his feet he turns just in time to see the... <em>whatever</em> pop and face the large dog. Falling naturally into a defensive crouch, and reaching once more for his kukri, he is, for lack of a better term, flabbergasted when the dog talks. He does however catch the important word.<br><br>"Summoner? How did I summon you? Thanks for the help but <em>why</em> are you helping me?" Despite his rescue he remains mostly wary, with fear and exhilaration vying for second place. In the back of his mind an Idea has begun to form but it's far too ridiculous to seriously consider, that program on his phone magic? impossible.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>26-04-2012, 18:52:42</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> 1:50 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Akihabara (Chiyoda)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Hideyoshi<br><br><strong>"Eh, we haven't been stabbed yet, so we're probably fine. Still, I'd be worried if I was you. The cute girl always lasts longer than the tall guy! Or ends up being the villain, hoo hoo hoo!"</strong><br><br>Miki thought about it for a while, as she continued to mess with her phone, before nodding to herself and clipping the phone onto the lanyard her ID badge was hanging from. <strong>"Alright, we're not doing any good just sitting around here twiddlin' our thumbs! I'm goin' back to campus. The science labs should have backup power, and maybe access to some outside networks, if we're lucky. Not feelin' lucky, but still."</strong><br><br>As she got ready to move out, she turned to the others, looking directly at Hideyoshi for the moment. <strong>"You coming Niisan?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 02:37:41</strong>
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				Time: 1:50 pm<br>Location: Akihabara (Chiyoda)<br>Tagged: Miki<br><br>"Yes, but I'm also horror-genre savvy. I should be fine." He says with a carefree laugh, displacing his concern. The trains were likely dead, and other forms of public transportation were likely out of the question, too. And walking... he didn't even know if he could find his way back home by walking.<br><br>So, nix that idea. With the invitation to go along with the girl open to him, and no other ideas forthcoming... "Sure. Lead the way, Miki." He'd follow along after her, his pace kept casual. "I'm Hideyoshi, by the way." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 23:07:15</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> ~ 1:50 - 2:00 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Akihabara (Chiyoda), en route to Tokyo University<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Miki, Hideyoshi<br><br>Travel on foot proved more difficult than usual. It was less that there were <em>more</em> people outside, and more a result of those people not having anywhere to go or knowing what they should be doing. Rather than walking with a purpose, a clear destination in mind, people were milling about aimlessly, many of the waiting for cell phone reception or the power to come back, others simply lost--as Hideoyshi surmised, public transportation had ground to a halt, both figuratively and literally, when power and communication just... died. Cars were still running, but traffic lights are all out as well; the resulting mess of traffic has caused mercifully few accidents, but it seems that going by car would actually be slower than walking.<br><br>Nobody seemed to have any idea what was going on, though loudly-spoken rumors abound. It was an EMP; it the Earth's magnetic poles had shifted; it was a terrorist attack; the Imperial Palace was gone, and there was only a crater where it had been; it was Godzilla attacking.<br><br>Nothing, however, that seemed the least bit credible.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Time:</strong> 2:12 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ioa's Apartment (Toshima)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ioa<br><br>Ioa had no difficulty in returning to her apartment, or preparing her meal. Her reading, however, was interrupted by a loud <em>thump</em> from the floor below. Silence followed for about a minute, and the another noise, this time a long scraping and then a heavy thud--rather like someone moving furniture, and doing a particularly klutzy job of it. While probably annoying, it likely wouldn't be particularly high up on her list of concerns (compared to, say, the lack of electricity).<br><br>That might, however, change when, a few such noises--and about five minutes--later there's a distinctly terrified scream, followed by a crash, a thump, and... total silence, after that.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Time:</strong> 2:36 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ikebukuro (Toshima)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Caine<br><br>Caine received what was probably a long stare from the dog, though it was hard to tell, considering that its eyes were covered almost completely under the thick, dark fur. It cocked its head to one side in a distinctly canine fashion, and he got the impression that it was probably as confused by the situation as he was, if for different reasons. After a few moments it spoke again, the words difficult to decipher from what was essentially one long rumbling growl.<br><br>"By the ancient rites I was called, and bound by contract to serve you. I shall protect you, as is my duty." There was a lengthy pause, before it shifted to lay on the ground, its head resting on two of its shaggy paws. "You are my summoner. That much I know. There is no mistake." Though Caine not knowing <em>how</em> he summoned the demon did seem to be giving it pause. "...But I must rest. This world is..." the barghet's nostrils flared, "...Dry. I await your call, summoner, and shall wait ready to protect you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 00:10:49</strong>
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				<strong>Character Name</strong> Steven "Caine" Michaelson<br><strong>Time</strong> 2:39 PM<br><strong>Location</strong> Toshima - Ikebukuro<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> N/A<br><br>Caine spent a long moment staring back at his... Summon? He supposed that was the term anyway. Then he responded. "Right. Well however we got in this mix up, and whatever <em>that</em> was..." He gestured at where the monkey thing had been before it popped. "you've already saved me once. So you go back an rest, I'll try and figure out how I called you and how to do it again. While I'm looking for supplies for myself I'll see if I can find some milk or ale, I seem to remember that being what was given to the Black Dogs of England back in the day. Unless you'd rather I not?"<br><br>Once the dog had given it's answer and gone to rest, no doubt in some fashion that would leave him suitably flabbergasted <em>again</em>, Caine would pursue the only idea he had at this point and check that odd program on his phone again. Depending on what he found he might spend a few moments examining the changes before continuing on to the store. Random monster attacks and summoned legends or not, everything was still going to hell in a hand basket(perhaps literally now), and he was still going to need supplies before things got worse. He didn't know what he'd do if the phone didn't pan out, perhaps he'd try chanting or something? But that was something to worry about after the fact.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>evangel</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 01:47:24</strong>
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				<strong>Karasawa Kousuke.<br>Shibuya 109.<br>01:43 PM.<br>Tagged: Illue Sinata.<br></strong><br>"K-Klutz-san?!"<br><br>The palpable anger that manifested in Kousuke's head exploded in the form of another fusebox nearby, momentarily dissipating the swirling feeling in his head. For the moment, anyway. Waving off the completely unwarranted (yeah, right.) insult, the young man simply displayed his phone's screen to the girl in front. The AMOLED display showed nothing next to the battery charge - no signal whatsoever.<br><br>"SoftBank screwed me. You too, huh?"<br><br>Lightbulbs may be going out, but the one in Kousuke's head was never on. The one that connected the problematic destruction of electricity pathways throughout the district of Shibuya to the utter lack of phone service for EVERYONE. However, the noise of alarms and growing traffic cacophonies soon reached their ears.<br><br>"...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 00:45:47</strong>
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				<strong> Ioa Zidanelia <br>Time: 2:13pm<br>Location: Toshima Ward, in her apartment. <br>Tagging: The loud noises below </strong> <br><br>Crash, bang, thud. Ugh, why did her neighbors choose now to rearrange? And why couldn't they do a less annoying job of it? Not that she could blame them for picking today to move crap around. Not much else go do. But still, it was very annoying. She had given up reading and was now focusing on eating her ramen, hoping that they would quiet down. But they didn't. It may have only been a few minutes, but it felt like half an hour to her. Crash, bang, thud. Ugh. She ate quickly. Crash, bang, thud, then... scream? The scream of terror took a moment to register in Ioa's mind. But she shot up from her seat like a bolt. Dropping her now empty ramen cup on the floor. "Oh my God! Here you were complaining and somebody's down there getting robbed!" She scolded herself and ran for the door. However, as she closed her hand around the handle, she realized what she was doing. "Stupid!" She said as she face palmed herself. "You're gonna get yourself killed!" She started pacing. "But I have to help!" She decided and went for a nearby cabinet, from which she got a black taser out of and headed back to the door. With a deep breath, she opened it. <br><br>Down the stairs she went, moving quickly, but trying to stay quiet. Which was hard to do in black boots. When she reached the bottom, she&nbsp; stopped, and looked around the corner at the door of the apartment below hers. She gulped and didn't move. This was really stupid. Taser, still in her hand, she still didn't move. She just stood there and listened for any sound.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 08:11:07</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> 2:00 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Akihabara (Chiyoda), en route to Tokyo University<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Hideyoshi<br><br><strong>"Bah! Get out of my way you monkeys! Get your legs working, and go home, or to an emergency shelter!"</strong> It was fortunate that Miki was short, because it actually helped her duck and weave through the crowds much easier. The silly things she was hearing were pretty lame. So few of them could actually happen, considering all the circumstances! Fortunately, Tokyo U was (comparatively) not that far away, so she'd be fine.<br><br>At least she was being more considerate now. To anyone following her, she'd zip a fair distance ahead, then end up waiting for them to catch up to her. Consider it her good deed of the day!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 02:45:06</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> 2:18 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Apartment building (Toshima)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ioa<br><br>The scene, so to speak, Ioa came upon was wholly innocuous. The door to the apartment she was approaching was closed, there were no obvious signs of breaking and entering, and nobody seems to have come over to investigate. Perhaps they're minding their own business? Or maybe they're all outside, or otherwise occupied.<br><br>After close to a minute of listening there's another noise, this one a sort of muffled shuffling or dragged; then a slow scraping (it really <em>does</em> sound like someone moving furniture). A sudden <em>crack</em> (something wooden breaking), then silence for close to a minute... And then the crash of glass breaking, and a heavy crash from... outside the building? It sounds like someone just threw something heavy and solid out of (and through) a window.<br><br>No more screaming, at least.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Time:</strong> 2:40 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ikebukuro (Toshima)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Caine<br><br>The dog answered, initially, with what seemed to be a large yawn, remaining seated. "I will not require food unless I remain manifested for too long." It sounds equally confused, sympathetic--with its 'summoner's' apparent lack of knowledge--and amused. "I will await your call." And, that said a final time, it shimmers black-and-green much like the other creature had; rather than bursting into flecks of light, however, the dog fades out of existence with another buzz of Caine's phone.<br><br>His "Demon Summoning Program" has two new buttons ripe for the pushing: 'Demons', represented by the same icon the program itself used, and 'Alerts', which is a fairly standard exclamation mark in a box. The latter has a small (2) in one corner.<br><br>His interest would likely take him to <em>Demons</em> first, where he finds what looks like a fairly empty list. There's a single rectangular bar across the top fifth or so of the screen with what is, apparently, a profile of his recently-summoned demon. Judging by the grayed-out arrow at the bottom of that screen, it's meant to (eventually?) accommodate enough such... demon profiles, to need to scroll through them.<br><br>The one such entry he current sees has a small picture of what looks like it's meant to be a computer-rendered 'portrait' of the dog, its name ('Hairy Jack', apparently), and "Status: OK". At the far right of the profile bar there's a black square 'button' with a purple pentagram design in it. The language settings match those of his phone, whether Japanese or English.<br><br>Meanwhile, elsewhere in his phone, there are two 'Alerts'.<br><em><strong>1434</strong> Demon menu added to home screen. Defensive auto-summoning enabled.<br><strong>1424</strong> Demon compilation complete.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kineas</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 07:45:11</strong>
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				<strong>Illue Sinata</strong><br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:44 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Shibuya 109<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Karasawa Kousuke<br><br>"Yeeesh... Figures. Thanks anyways. I suppose introductions are in order~ My name is Illue Sinata, pleased to meet you. Do you know anything about what's going on around here? I mean no phone service, traffic jams, things <em>exploding.</em>" Her distress was becoming more visible by the second, despite her attempts to conceal it. She decided that she'd at least try to work in a bit of humor to get out the fear. "I must admit I wasn't expecting that game's allusion to an emergency to pan out so fast. The developers might wanna think about their pacing..."<br><br>Okay, that was a pretty terrible joke. "Er, anyways, where are you headed? I'm suddenly a bit concerned about traveling alone. You know, since it seems like it's getting kind of busy out here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiidori</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 16:06:20</strong>
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				Name: Nayuki Masaki<br>Time: Between early morning -3pm<br>Location: Toshima Ward, In her apartment.<br>Tagging:N/A.<br><br>Nayuki slept peacefully unaware of anything, tired and exausted from staying up all night finishing her paper for school. A essay, which she had held off till the last minute. Nayuki being a bit lazy with her studies figuring she would be off so staying up all night seemed fine. Morning came and Nayuki slept a bit wild , snoring with her sheet hanging off the bed. Waking up finally, stretching rubbing her eyes. " What a dream, Can't believe I had a nightmare...." she moaned climbing out of bed planting her feet on the cold floor. Realizing her apartment was to quiet. The power? Nayuki shook her head noticing her T.V wasn't on, nor her bathroom light which she always left on. Getting up flipping the light switch. " Damn it, just my luck...stupid power......All this rent my family pays and something is always breaking or messing up..! " she exclaimed sounding a bit fusterated rolling her eyes as she got up gabbing a comfortable outfit from her closet making her way to the bathroom to shower quickly. After taking a somewhat cold shower, the young female dressed decided the best thing to do would be to call her landlord, then parents grabbing her cell phone. " Demon Summoning Program v0.2<br>Installation complete" .......................................? Looking puzzled trying to use it, but Nayuki failed. She shook her phone and frowned. " I didn't buy any freaking game apps, and it's messing everything up. I hate my phone service,........!!!&nbsp; they better add this to my bill or I'll flip out.." Placing the phone in her pocket feeling unusually annoyed a bit fusterated due to the fact that this just couldn't be her day. Everything so far seemed to be going wrong .and it made her cranky. Nayuki walked to the front door, putting on a jacket and walked out, deciding to just walk to a resturant,&nbsp; and get a bite to eat. Oblivious to what was really going on. Thinking she might as well enjoy the rest of her day off while trying to find another way to contact someone. Feeling she might have some good luck and run into someone. Not wanting to stay home any longer Nayuki grabbed her jacket,&nbsp; and walked to the door looking into her apartment as she shut the door slowly. Leaving, hoping to run into someone with a phone. If all else failed she would have to look for a pay phone. Thinking how inconvienient this day was becoming.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 21:51:59</strong>
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				<strong> Ioa Zidanelia <br>Time: 2:13pm<br>Location: Toshima Ward, in her apartment. <br>Tagging: The loud noises below </strong> <br><br>Ioa just stood there, watching the seemingly uneventful door. Did nobody else hear that scream? Or wore they too coward to even see what was going on. Or maybe she imagined it all? She'd done LSD before, and this didn't feel like she was high. Going crazy? Surely not. She knew she was a bit odd, but far from actually crazy. Then it started again. The sound of people moving furniture. But there were no voices. The sound of something breaking, a table leg maybe? Then glass breaking? What was going on!? Nobody was screaming, so she decided to be brave. <br><br>She shoved the taser in her pocket, but kept her hand in her pocket around it, then started slowly walking towards the door. One step, two step. Nobody trying to kill her. Three step, four step. Nobody screaming. She walked all the way up to the door. She slowly raised her hand to it, but paused, unsure if she really wanted to do this. She decided she would regret if she didn't, might regret it if she did, but somehow that regret seemed better than the first. She let her fist fall on the door three times. Knock! Knock! Knock! And then she waited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>15-05-2012, 02:27:28</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> 2:20 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Apartment building (Toshima)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ioa<br><br>Ioa's <em>knock, knock, knock!</em> was greeted first by silence... and then an abrupt, shockingly loud <em>bang, bang, bang!</em> against the door, causing the wooden frame to shake. The door opened inward, but proved to be unlocked--the rebound from the final slam sent it swinging open, revealing...<br><br>What looked like the remnants of a tornado having blown through. Furniture had been thrown around, the remnants of a vase and two lamps were shattered on the floor in front of the door, a bed had been launched across the living room, and in the center of it all were two people, sprawled out on the floor. A young woman, not more than a few years older than Ioa herself, and a man, only slightly older than the woman. The former had a pair of broken-off chair legs buried in her eye sockets; the man's neck was twisted at a horrid, impossible angle.<br><br>And, finally, a third figure in the room. A small... person-shaped thing (http://images.wikia.com/megamitensei/images/9/99/Poltergeistart.PNG), with almost infantile proportions, perhaps a foot and a half high and floating just as far off the ground. When the door swings open it lets out a loud, "<em>Keeheeheehee!</em> 'nother human! Guess what time it is, human?!" It swings one of its arm-stubs towards her, and Ioa will, if her reflexes aren't good enough, be smacked head-on by a plastic plate that lifted itself from the ground and went whirling, discus-like, through the air. Not enough to seriously injure her, but definitely <em>painful</em> if it hits.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Time:</strong> 2:42 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ikebukuro (Toshima)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Caine<br><br>Caine's trip to the store he'd received direction to was uneventful--no more attacks by monsters dropping from above, and nobody talking about having <em>being</em> attacked by monsters. If the memory weren't so recent, and the event hadn't been so vivid, it might almost be possible to think it had been a hallucination. Almost.<br><br>He arrives at the grocery store without much incident--it really is quite out-of-the-way, tucked into the rear end of a much larger building, likely renting out space that wasn't being used by the smallish department store occupying the rest of the building. It's <em>crowded</em>, though that's mostly because it's not a very big shop. Two dozen people are there doing shopping, leaving the middle-aged man and teenaged girl running the register swamped just handling the line.<br><br>Though all they take is cash (due to the lack of power to run the register), and are figuring prices with a calculator shared between the two of them, Caine wouldn't have any difficulty getting what he's after. Bottled water and other drinks, canned food, instant noodles, snacks; the only thing missing from their inventory is alcohol.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>15-05-2012, 03:56:32</strong>
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				Character Name Steven "Caine" Michaelson<br>Time 2:43 PM<br>Location Toshima - Ikebukuro<br>Tagged: GM<br><br>Caine remained wary and aware as he moved through the city, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but then, nothing had seemed out of the ordinary before he met his first two demons ether.<br><br>When Caine got to the store he got his purchases together and waited in line as patiently as he could. Given the lack of power he avoided things like instant noodles that required a high heat to prepare but got as much bottled water and canned or preserved pre-cooked food as he could. He also picked up a six pack of lighters, bandages, and as much medicine (mostly pain killers and antiseptic) as he could find. This ended up using most of his cash but he kept some for alcohol or other purchases he couldn't get here, just in case.<br><br>Once finished he stuffed most of his purchases into his backpack, used the bags this emptied to double bag the rest, and spread the lighters and drugs around his body (his backpack, shopping bags, pockets, and laptop case.). So burdened he started making his way back to his hotel room, having no where else to go really, though he took a different route to avoid a crowd that had gathered around a new fire along his old route. Not that he minded avoiding a curtain alley, and he had a map so he wasn't worried about getting <em>too</em> lost.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>15-05-2012, 18:33:56</strong>
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				<strong> Ioa Zidanelia <br>Time: 2:20pm<br>Location: Toshima Ward, in her apartment building. <br>Tagging: GM </strong> <br><br>Ioa was just about to turn around when no reply came. <em>This was stupid</em>, she decided, she would call law inforcement. So she started to turn on her toes, slowly, then the banging against the door, that made she spin around like an electric toy top. She stood there, frozen, just a couple of feet in front of the door, and watched it swing open on its own account. <br><br>The first thing that caught her eye was the mess, <em>well that certainly explains the noise</em>, she thought. The next was the little puffy ghost thing standing there, or floating there, something she didn't believe she really saw. Then she saw the two dead bodies laying there in gruesome detail. This put her into an state of shock, she had never seen a dead human body before, besides her mother's at her funeral, which simply looked as if she could've been in a cold sleep. Hell, Ioa didn't even watch gory horror films, she liked horror, she didn't like blood and guts. She would've screamed, if she didn't put her hand over her mouth to try to hold in her lunch that threatened to come back up at the sight. <br><br>It felt like minutes, but it was probably only moments. Then that thing talked, making Ioa's eyes dart up to meant its eyes. Normally her reflexes were good, but she didn't have time to think or move as the plate came flying towards her. So it hit, fairly squarely on her head, causing her to stumble back and fall on her butt in the hall. "Owe!" She complained as she rubbed her now very sore head. "Try to be a good neighbor, and I come across Caspar the not-so-Friendly Ghost on a murderous rampage." She mumbled, forgetting for a second that Caspar the not-so-Friendly Ghost was still there. However, she realized that immediately. "Oh shit!" She said and managed to shoot up to her feet unstably. She picked up the plate and threw it back at the ghost. Then she ran, ran for the stairs and started going down them, hoping that she could make it outside where she could be less trapped. She didn't know if this was real or not, but she didn't care if it was or if people thought she was crazy, that plate hitting her head felt real enough for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 01:48:43</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> 2:22 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Apartment building (Toshima)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ioa<br><br>In her last moments of actually looking into the room Ioa would notice something odd taking place, what looked like a curious swirl of light shimmering over one of the corpses--but then she was wisely fleeing. All the way down the stairs, and on her way to the door outside, she could hear that high-pitched not-quite-human giggling, never far behind her; several times she heard something smash against the walls behind and beside her, but nothing hit her again.<br><br>And then she was outdoors, adrenaline likely having left her flight from the building all a blur. The first thing she sees there is a small crowd gathered outside her apartment building, their attention mostly focused on the broken table on the street side.<br><br>Ioa herself got a few glances, and might even be able to put two and two together: that table fell from a window, which would be the room she just came from--and that still wouldn't explain what happened next.<br><br>That small crowd backed away with startled cries as a person leapt from the broken window above, landing on the table with a noisy crack. Although, <em>person</em> might not have been the right term--it looked like a four-foot tall, brown-furred, dog-faced (http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20080803050449/megamitensei/images/thumb/8/84/KoboldSMT.jpg/300px-KoboldSMT.jpg) human, a short club in its hands. Its arrival drew the attention of everyone nearby on the reasonably-full street.<br><br>"Oh my--" one of the onlookers began, only to be cut short by the dog-faced creature leaping up and bringing its club down on their skull with a triumphant cackle.<br><br>That was when people started screaming, and running in any direction that took them <em>away</em> from the murderous things.<br><br>And, of all times, Ioa's phone started buzzing.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Time:</strong> 2:30 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tokyo University (Bunkyo)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Miki, Hideyoshi<br><br>One trip on foot later, hindered significantly by the steadily-growing crowds of people milling aimlessly or opting to walk to their destinations (while the police and volunteers have begun directing traffic, attempting to drive anywhere is effectively impossible; there aren't nearly enough people to cover <em>every</em> major intersection in the city), the two arrive at Tokyo University.<br><br>The university, if anything, is less chaotic than the nearby regions of the city. Most students didn't have anywhere they urgently needed to be on a Sunday, and for many the greatest inconvenience was that their computers (or internet connections, in the case of those with laptops) had stopped working. While there were several large groups milling about outside, nobody seemed unduly troubled by the situation.<br><br>Miki and Hideyoshi would overhear a few snippets of conversation as they crossed the campus, most speculations about the blackout and how long it would be until power was back. As far as anyone on campus knows, it's city-wide.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Time:</strong> 2:30 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> A short distance from Nayuki's apartment (Toshima)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Nayuki<br><br>Nayuki had managed to make it a few minutes from her apartment building, en route to a restaurant (hoping to find one with its own generator, likely) when she first heard the rising noises from back the way she'd came. For a few moments she might mistake it for cheering, but no, people definitely sounded... concerned.<br><br>It wasn't rioting, certainly; for one thing it was still a bit early for that (or, so one would hope), and the shouts (screams?) weren't just unintelligible anger.<br><br>Maybe she should go back and see what's going on?... Or put it behind her, continue her search for a restaurant, and find out when she returned to her apartment, later that day.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Time:</strong> 2:45 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ikebukuro (Toshima)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Caine<br><br>Getting around was becoming, if anything, even harder; Even so much as a brisk walk would require nudging people aside intermittently. It was less the <em>amount</em> of people (though that certainly played a large role), and more that everyone seemed intent on going at their own pace. Still, he wouldn't have too long to be annoyed by that. Within a few minutes of him making it out of the shop he'd hear a commotion from somewhere ahead.<br><br>That <em>commotion</em> turns out to be, at least in part, the dozens of people who come pouring into view from the intersection ahead, shoving their way through the crowd; they're <em>all</em> running, and more than a few are screaming about "monsters."<br><br>Their momentum picked up a few people, pack mentality leading a number of pedestrians to flee blindly away from the unseen 'monsters'; many more simply get out of the way, and a few even decide to let curiosity take precedence over caution, and begin heading the way the fleeing civilians had come from.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 04:27:19</strong>
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				Hideyoshi masateru<br>Time: 2:30 PM<br>Location: Tokyo University Campus (Bunkyo)<br>Tagged: Miki<br><br>"Damn.&nbsp; I wonder what's going on. No internet, still no cell coverage... but by now, we should be in&nbsp; a whole 'nother zone. Think maybe it's terrorists, taking out all the cell towers and stuff?" He'd ask Miki this question, though from his tone of voice, he does not seem to be considering it seriously. <br><br>Suddenly, his face contorted into a mixture of sadness and horror. "Shit. I hope a power plant didn't melt down. If that's the case, we better start finding Prussian Blue capsules. And Geiger counters."&nbsp; This was more of an out-loud rambling thought, directed to himself, but Miki could clearly hear him, and probably a few other kids might pick it up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 08:48:44</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> 2:30 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tokyo University Campus (Bunkyo)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Hideyoshi<br><br><strong>"Eh, I don't think we'll be taking a trip north up the coast, so we shouldn't have to worry too much about that."</strong> Miki remarked absent-mindedly, as she avoided the crowds entirely and headed around the side of the campus towards the science building.<br><br><strong>"God, I hope some of the Anti-EMP safeguards worked. If someone left doors open at the wrong time, all my expensive equipment is mostly screwed now. And all that data! Bah."</strong> Apparently Hideyoshi was free to tag along, if he wanted?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiidori</strong> on <strong>22-05-2012, 12:42:20</strong>
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				Name: Nayuki Masaki<br>Time: 2:30 PM<br>Location: A short distance from<br>Nayuki's apartment (Toshima) +<br>Toshima Ward.<br>Tagging: GM.<br>Nayuki left her home and walked her<br>usual route , but today was definately<br>different. She was hopeful that power<br>wasn't out all over but she knew the<br>chances of that were slim. Everything<br>just seemed to quiet, and errie. Nayuki<br>couldn't put her finger on it and she<br>didn't want to feel afraid, being alone<br>of course didn't help matters at times<br>Nayuki could tend to be a big scardy<br>cat, in the end something just didn't<br>feel right. Sounds suddenly begain<br>echoing behind her in the distance<br>loud, distinct but Nayuki couldn't<br>distinquish what it was exactly. Now<br>being only a few blocks away from<br>her apartment the sound of<br>screaming flooded her ears, racket.<br>She turned around looking back not<br>seeing anything. A few birds who<br>were on the ground seemed startled<br>and they all took flight disapearing<br>into the sky. Nayuki felt a tad crazy, as<br>she shrugged continuing her walk.<br>"Maybe there is a parade, or<br>Riot.....or ............uhh...." Nayuki shook<br>her head deciding if she didn't run<br>into anyone soon she would just<br>return home. She walked apon a<br>small coffee shop. Her quiet private<br>hang out spot where she usually<br>grabbed a Iced Coffee before school,<br>or did last minute paper work on her<br>laptop. As she approached she<br>observe immidiately that the glass<br>door was cracked as if someone<br>smashed it she didn't just walk inside.<br>She stood in front of the glass door.<br>She hesitated and sighed as she<br>placed her hand over her eyebrows<br>and looked from the left side of the<br>room then to the right examining<br>thoughroughly. Inside was a reck,<br>seeing plates on the floor, garbage, a<br>broken table that was in two pieces,<br>no lights. Nayuki was puzzled bringing<br>her hand to her mouth gasping softly.<br>" What the hell is going on,...."she<br>whispered to herself as she looked<br>inside seeing no one. Slowly walking<br>backwards away from the window<br>she lost her balance tripping on a<br>rock. Falling, Landing roughly on her<br>bottom, a bit startled letting out a<br>scream of her own she, then standing<br>up quickly. " Ouch....! !!!!!" she moaned<br>rubbing the back of her thighs<br>adjusting her skirt. Dirt and a few<br>leaves stuck to her clothes she didn't<br>take the time to dust of, Nayuki turned<br>around and ran as fast as she could<br>without looking back. Fear rising a bit<br>as she headed towards the noises.<br>They were getting closer and closer<br>with each step, going home seemed<br>like the best thing to do.<br>"BANG!!!"<br>"BANG!!!"<br>"BANG!!!"<br>"BANG!!!!!!!!!!"<br>Then more screaming. Still unable to<br>make sence of anything.<br>Nayuki wished it would just stop. But<br>it didn't, she knew what she had to<br>do and she needed to be brave. She<br>needed to know what was going on<br>there was no way she could just go<br>back inside her apartment and act like<br>nothing was wrong, but she felt she<br>needed to get back to Toshima<br>Ward.Quickly.<br><br><br>The Cracking sounds ,screaming....<br>The banging, the coffee<br>shop , a horrible errie feeling<br>surrounded her and she felt like she<br>was loosing it. Very puzzled that she<br>had yet ran into anyone. " I have to<br>find out what's going on......I just have<br>to. " she took a deep breath calming<br>herself. Heart racing just a bit, but a<br>calm feeling entered.<br>She followed the sounds that were<br>coming from the Toshima Apartment<br>complex finally back home. She was<br>hearing sounds in the distance as well.<br>New sounds, Things just seemed to<br>keep getting worse with every passing<br>moment. She listened as she walked<br>around to the other side a little ways<br>from her own apartment. Finally<br>seeing a few people , a crowd that<br>had gathered. Assuming it was<br>because they were without power too.<br>Nayuki smiled and sighed feeling<br>releaved . Until she noticed a young<br>woman running, and some "Dog-<br>like".......being followed. The young<br>female felt even more filled with fear.<br>Terror almost, Nayuki had never seen<br>anything like it she stood covering her<br>eyes shaking her head thinking the<br>whole day HAD to be a nightmare<br>pulling herself together. If it was a<br>dream it sure was a very realistic one.<br>Wanting to run far away and not look<br>back, but she couldn't. Something<br>stopped her just as she turned<br>around about to take off she couldn't,<br>pausing she stopped right in her<br>tracks. Knowing no matter how scared<br>she was leaving yet wasn't a option.<br>she had to help somehow. She<br>couldn't just leave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 19:38:59</strong>
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				Character Name Steven "Caine" Michaelson<br>Time 2:46 PM<br>Location Toshima - Ikebukuro<br>Tagged: GM, Ioa<br><br>Dodging into a door way to let the main rush pass, Caine started running up the street toward the 'monsters'. After his little... run in earlier, he had a very bad feeling about this.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 22:53:25</strong>
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				<strong>Time: </strong>2:30PM<br><strong>Location: </strong>Tokyo University Campus (Bunkyo)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Miki, GM<br><br>"Their are EMP safe guards besides Faraday cages? That's news to me." He would speak with a&nbsp; tone indicative of curiosity, and a desire to learn more; perhaps from her, perhaps on his own at some other point.<br><br>Sure enough, she hadn't told him to stop, and he saw no real reason to stop yet, so he continues to follow along behind her. Occasionally, he might stop to look at something, survey his surroundings, but he never lost sight of her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 15:47:45</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> 2:34 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tokyo University<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Hideyoshi, Miki<br><br>A few people <em>do</em> overhear Hideyoshi's talk about a potential nuclear meltdown, and almost echo-like he might overhear snippets of <em>their</em> conversation. It's a worrying concept, no doubt, but not enough to get people actually doing anything--not without something to differentiate it form the rest of the rumors, in any case.<br><br>The science building isn't <em>quite</em> unoccupied--there are a few students there, mostly just loitering about, presumably ones who'd been getting some extra work done on the weekend before the power went out. The two catch a few absent waves from some of the gathered students, but have no difficulty getting into the building itself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 20:35:05</strong>
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				<strong> Ioa Zidanelia <br>Time: 2:30pm<br>Location: Toshima Ward, just outside her apartment building. <br>Tagging: GM, Nayuki, Cain </strong> <br><br>Ioa did notice the strange swirling in that last moment, but she didn't think about it, she just ran. The loud tapping of her black, tall boots echoing against the floor as she ran down the stairs along with the banging and crashing from the ghost thing following her, made for an terrifying base of sounds along with the own pounding of her heart. <br><br>Finally making it outside, she slid to a stop when she saw the crowd of people gathered around what appeared to be a table out of the apartment she just came from. Of course they turned to look at her, and between her goth clothes and her panicked, out of breath expression. They probably thought one of two things, either they thought Ioa did it, or she was a victim. Neither was true, although victim was close. She was gonna open her mouth and tell them all to run, that what did that was coming. But at that moment, the dog-person appeared.<br><br>"EEEK! ANOTHER ONE!" She pretty much screamed and as the words were coming out of her mouth is when it killed that person. She stumbled a couple of feet back and bit her lower lip nearly to the bleeding point. She was terrified. Strangely enough though, she noticed her phone starting to buzz. She thought it was probably her father, but as much as she wanted to talk to him, she didn't pick up her phone in that moment. Instead, she turned and ran down the street. However, she didn't make it far before she ran into somebody, another girl about her age. She quite literally ran into her, but only bumps shoulders, causing Ioa to stumble, but also reach out to steady the girl she ran into. The girl she ran into was Nayuki, although Ioa didn't know that, even if she thought she remembered seeing her in passing before in the same apartment building, Ioa never knew the other girl's name. <br><br>"I'm so sorry! Are you okay!?" She managed to squeak out breathlessly at the other girl, Nayuki. Ioa risked looking back the way she came, only to see that, thankfully, for now the dog-person attention was still on the other people and not on Ioa. She did oddly enough think she saw a boy running towards?... the dog-person. But she wasn't sure. She turned her attention back to the girl she ran into. "What's going on?.." She asked, not actually believing the girl would have any kind of answer, but Ioa was grateful for any kind of human conversation right now. "Oh crap!" She suddenly said and reached into her pocket, realizing her phone was still buzzing. "They pick now to fix the service." She mumbled both to herself and the girl as she raised her phone to look at the screen, not knowing why it was buzzing....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil Survivor (IC - Main Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solstice</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 20:37:29</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> Approaching 3 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Toshima Ward - Demon Attack<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Nayuki, Ioa<br><br>When Ioa took her phone out, she found herself in the Demon Summoning Program's interface already. Aside from two new icons, <em>Demons</em> and <em>Alerts</em> (the latter having a number '3' tucked in the corner of its block), there's a pop-up message dominating the screen:<br><br><em>Error 06: Auto-summon failed.<br><br>Attempting to recalibrate demon profile. Please be patient.<br><br>Remember to report all errors to R&amp;D.</em><br><br>While Ioa and and Nayuki disentangle themselves, several things are going on; a few people have decided that, monsters or no monsters, they intend to defend themselves rather than fleeing. A suitcase to the head sends the dog-faced demon reeling, and someone attempts to tackle the floating blue humanoid that just emerged from the door to the apartment building, only to pass through it as if it had never been there.<br><br>The dog-faced demon, rather than being injured, leers triumphantly at the man who'd attacked it--and leaps forwards, teeth sinking into his throat, not giving him so much as time to scream before physically tearing out a mass of flesh and meat, then springboarding off his body after another pedestrian who hadn't been quick enough to flee.<br><br>The blue 'ghost'-thing, at the same time, was letting out a spurt of insane giggling; it lifted its stubby little arms above its head, and as it did so the door to the apartment building began shaking, and quickly tore itself off its hinges. On the one hand, it was only a <em>door</em>--and, on the other, there was something very... guillotine-like about the way it moved to levitate above the man who'd just attempted to attack it, carefully lining up.<br><br>At the same time as Nayuki's own phone begins to buzz, Ioa's does so again. The latter of the two finds a new pop-up, this one reading,<br><br><em>Recalibration complete. Please attempt manual summoning.</em><br><br>Once Ioa clicks that away, the program deposits her in a sub-menu: One with a single, beveled rectangular 'bar' across the top of the screen, with <em>Unicorn | Status: OK</em> in it; and, on the right end, a black square 'button' with a slowly-flashing purple pentagram design in it.
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