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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...
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. (
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;
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...
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.
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.
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.
(Again, just a *few* degrees warmer than her canon self)
She frowns at the message, and rubs at her forehead again.
Mitsuru Kirijo: Though that may have been too blunt and forthright on my part. My apologies if that was the case. My focus and tact seems to be fraying more, as the night continues. You don't require my lecturing, if those memories are already haunting you. I fear I have no experience and no frame of reference, with the complete loss of a parent; only in distance.
...Why does that feel like a lie, then? She must be exhausted, if her head is asking that.
o7
Something about that word on the screen screams at him, makes Akira's head throb viciously and his stomach knot in sympathy. No. His heart pounds, and before he can stop himself, he bangs out a message with his thumbs.
Sakuya Kira: I wouldn't say I'm haunted by it. It happened a long time ago, after all. I was seven.
He then tosses the phone away from himself as though it's turned into a venemous snake that might bite and tries to regain some control of himself. Instead he finds himself dwelling on the feelings thoughts from after his mother's death. When the police had shown up at their door to inform them of his mother's death in a car crash, the first and clearest thought he'd experienced that day was, It happened again. People had told him for years that it was simply shock, and so he had gradually buried it--repressed it, even. In truth, he's not thought of the disturbing feelings that accompanied his mother's death in years; after his father remarried, and Akira adjusted, he learned to carry on.
And now he's acting like a fool. Over what... an expression? It's not like she actually suggested he's being haunted... by any spirit, much less that of his own mother. Maybe he does have unresolved baggage to deal with, if he's reacting so childishly. It's just a good thing there's no one else here to see him being such an idiot.
At length, Akira picks up his phone again and enters in a follow up message.
Sakuya Kira: Anyway, you're fine. I'm feeling a little off myself tonight. I'm just suggesting that I doubt the murder victims have any direct ties to me anymore than most other citizens of Eddan.
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The timing of the responses causes her to pause. One fast one, and then when she's ready to set the phone aside to try and get some rest, another appears. Then there's an uneasy sensation rooted in her own stomach, after bringing up the death of a parent.
Though she has no reason to be ill at ease. Both her parents are fine, if very distant right now. (And at the moment, a part of her prefers that; more time to grow into her own person, and forge her own identity... provided she keeps her grades up.)
Still, why focus on that when there's still a touch of correspondence left?
Mitsuru Kirijo: However, I appreciate the time taken out to speak with me on this. It helps, knowing that whatever this is, it isn't an isolated incident. And I shall see about keeping my own eyes open for other incidents, or signs.
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It's actually been more unsettling than anything, and Akira feels the uncharacteristic urge to just lay it out bones bare... but he was raised with better manners than that. (Wasn't he?)
Sakuya Kira: It is getting really late though. I think I'd better sleep. I've got an AP Physics test tomorrow.
He's not actually worried about it, he's memorized the materials backward and forward and equations and logic are his strongest points as a student, but still... something about all of this is leaving a lasting impression on him. Or maybe he's getting sick. That seems more likely, as rare as it is.