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cordibus ([personal profile] cordibus) wrote in [community profile] skippedabeat2017-04-21 11:29 pm
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Round 1: Test Drive

Welcome to the first test drive!

Please don't worry too much about using your Personas correctly or following the prompts exactly. They're meant to give you starting ideas, but by all means, go wild and add more options!

The objective here is to try out characters and see who you could have the most fun with in the game's setting. However, feel free to follow this link to request a Persona be generated for you as if you were part of the game. (Please try to limit this to only one of your test drive characters if you can as to not overwhelm us! Never mind generating Personas is a pretty fast process! Request for as many characters away as you like!)

If you have questions about the test drive itself, you can ask them here! If you want to play an AU don't forget this entire post can be used for you to get AU scenarios set up and see who your character might have been related too or know before Awakening.

Now then, let's begin...

Prompt 1 - From Dawn to Dusk

The city has been abuzz for the past few weeks. A new string of murders is making front page news and serving as a grim reminder why the nightly curfew is so important. As families, perhaps even someone close to you, mourn, pressure continues to rise at the many police stations and at city hall. The people are afraid and they’re demanding answers.

There's not much time for you to dwell on this.. Like everyone else in the city, you have a lot to do, and a tight schedule to do it in. You don't even notice the application that has appeared on your phone's screen. The headache that follows, however, is strange and disorienting, and it brings with it an odd sensation that something is wrong today. You’re just not sure why.

The day passes by and soon, it's close to midnight. Your body, if you're not in bed by now, is completely exhausted. Despite your best efforts, you'll find yourself closing your eyes. Too bad it's quickly interrupted by a strange noise, and movement like something pulsating softly.

It's your phone, or at least you think it's your phone, but it's never glowed this orange before. There’s mist rising above it almost like fire...something's definitely bizarre about this. Despite your fears, you forces yourself to open it, and click on that strange snake-like icon.


It opens revealing a single statement and blank box;

To begin, please write your name.

Your fingers move on their own. Before you have time to really think about it, and as the pain inside your head becomes so terrible you start breathing rapidly and sweating, you've entered a series of letters and pressed enter. Now you're in a large chatroom with many others...but your 'name' you've never even heard of it...have you? It almost feels like you have...

Prompt 2 - Awakening

The last rays of the sun disappeared over the horizon almost an hour ago, yet here you are, walking through the apple orchards located behind one of the campus wings. The strange app that's been sending you strange clues the past seven days now says you're ready to face the truth. It told you to come here tonight, but never to travel alone. Repeatedly, it warns you to make sure to have someone close by if you're to survive…but besides some friends, what else did you bring with you? Did you pack for this, or did you figure you'd make it up as you go? Are you in a position to be able to bring weapons with you that no one would suspect?

Something is out there, and it's getting closer.

Before you can think, you see it: a large, blackish mass, almost like slime, slithering along the ground resembling a vaguely humanoid shape with glowing yellow eyes. When it roars again, it reveals rows and rows of teeth. This was a mistake your brain warns. The strange name from the chatroom, the days leading up to this...you're fairly certain even if you are prepared that you're going to die.

And yet, something inside you stirs. Even as they move closer, you find yourself charging instead of running, as your heartbeat increases. A voice inside is guiding you, each movement bringing forth a surge of memories of a past that you had lost. You’re angry and confused, but your pain, your fears, your rage for all of this… all of that needs to be taken out on those creatures.

All you need to do now is to tear out your heart.

Prompt 3 - A new, old life

Now that you have your memories back, the strange veil of this world has been somewhat lifted. Things that seemed simple now seem strange. You have so many questions, but not enough answers. Then there's the new weapons you wield and the strange creature inside of you...your Heart Persona.

During the day, you are encouraged to continue to live as you did before, but with old and new memories together, sometimes it is difficult to keep acting like you did. Will it cause issues in your job or school life? Will it change your reactions to whatever life you had here? Do you notice others like you who have awakened?

Maybe it would be a good time to send a chatroom message, just to ask others what they are planning to do. Maybe you should set up a meeting to fight shadows at night. Maybe you’ll organize a plan of attack or set up a club to escape the strange looks others have been giving you. Maybe you just want someone's opinion on the best place to have pizza. Hey, no one said you had to use the AppleNET just for serious things, after all.

crueloath: (➣ Pascal)

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[personal profile] crueloath 2017-04-22 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ It’s strange, 9S decides, being human. It’s as fascinating as it is surreal and foreign. He has his memories—his "human" memories—but now they’re hazy and jumbled. Implanted. No longer as intense and vivid as the one he remembers now. It’s as if he might forget them, given time, like they’re files scheduled to be erased, and this “earth” is far different from the one he remembers. It actually looks alive in the way 9S thinks it was always supposed to be.

The only part of it that he feels even remotely familiar with is the network. Data. Data is something he’s used to, something he can still manipulate, and the phone is one of those gateways, a small, if pitiful connection to the life he remembers to the vast, open network. He keeps the phone close by him, like he expects Operator 21O to suddenly contact him through it. He monitors the chatroom often enough, reading and learning more than he comments, but eventually his eyes scrawl across a line of text. ]


I wouldn’t mind. [Has he even eaten a pastry before, in his human memories? He can’t remember. ] And I’d be happy to lend an ear if you want someone to talk to.
Edited (I can format html) 2017-04-22 05:59 (UTC)
myownpearl: (My Own)

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[personal profile] myownpearl 2017-04-22 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[The reply she receives shouldn't surprise her, and yet it does. As a human she'd been a little social and enjoyed the company of others -- but her memories told of a lonelier story that involved close friends, but few of them human. The other her didn't understand humans and yet now she was sort of...forced to understand them. It made her head hurt, and her heart ache as well.

Maybe if she could work with someone else's problems her own wouldn't seem quite as bad.
]

All right. I'm not sure I really want to talk about much. I suppose that might be contradictory after what I said before, but...oh never mind, here's the address.

[She puts the cafe address in the phone and decides to just see how this goes.]