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Persona: Crossroads

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Persona: Crossroads

@Attis Done and posted.

Persona: Crossroads

Izuki Goemon

"Hand me Fujisawa, it would be more optimal for you to have both arms capable of acting; I myself am already injured and as such it would not be as detracting if I were to carry him."

The brown-haired girl next to her had a point, but fuck if she let this midget injure herself even more. Izuki scoffed and waved off her offer to lighten her load.

"Pff, fuck no. What am I, a sadist? Sorry, can't let you do that, Tiny. You injure that other arm and I'm responsible."

Her train of thought was immediately interrupted by the loud roar from behind her, followed by the ripping and rending of metal.

"Mother fuck!"

The roaring from behind her both startled and scared her, but not as much as it did her companions. She briefly saw the blue wisp as it flitted off her shoulder. As the splattering noises attracted her attention, so did its sheer size. Izuki slowly let the limp weight of the unconscious boy down onto an empty chair.

This was something she couldn't tear herself away from.

The little blue wisp flitted forward and stood ahead of the huge, three-headed beast. Two of its heads were alright, but the third, between the two, was dripping and dissolving down to a bare skull. As they breathed in and then hurled a huge blast of flame, little Blue absorbed the whole thing, but it took its toll. The wisp sank to his knees as the beast loomed over him.

“Stop! This- this isn’t you! You’re- ”

Almost casually, the beast swatted the wisp aside. It slammed into the side of the train car with a barely audible thump and fell to the ground, no longer glowing a bright blue. The wisp had gone strangely dark, only faintly glowing as the beast growled and roared. It began to gather fire into its throats. The splatters of black coated the floor.

That was when the brown-haired girl stepped forward. She hadn't caught her name, but her nickname of Tiny would do for now.

"Hey Tiny, what're you- "

"Run. All of you, run."

Was she sobbing? She was most definitely sobbing. Past the growling, Izuki could hear the girl, hiccuping and sniffling.

But her bravery was palpable from here. As she strode forward, one step after another, she could feel something else. An unnatural power welling up inside her.

Then, that one, soft utterance that changed everything.

"Per."

Izuki felt the weight of her gloves on her hands. She had to do something. This girl was stepping up for all of them. To stare down a monster a hundred times their size. She'd stared down just as bad. The youths with baseball bats behind school?

"So."

Fuck that, this was way worse than that. This was a literal monster. Was she scared? Yes. Was she dead scared? Oh hell yes.

But was she going to let this...thing eat this poor girl, or the rest of them? After what it had done to the little blue wisp...thing that was actually kinda adorable?

Fuck

"Na."

No

Suddenly it seemed that the diminutive, brown-haired girl was twice her size, no, thrice that. Above her loomed a lady, regal and formal, dressed in a purple gown with magnificent gold trim. Long, silver hair flowed from her head, floating behind her. A staff in one hand, a gold scale in the other. With a mere word, the brown-haired girl and her new, mysterious, apparently magical companion shot a bolt of electricity straight for the beast. It recoiled and roared as the energy bolt impacted it, electricity arcing over its body. The action sent a thrill through her, one she'd never felt before.

Her gloves weighed heavy on her hands, but something felt heavier.

On the back of her right hand. A burning sensation and a terrible itching.

Izuki quickly tore off the MMA glove there and stared at the back of her hand.

There, on her flesh, was a new tattoo, writing itself in bright orange lines in her skin.

What was it? A cross?

No. A compass.

Thou art I...

The whole thing was black, on a length of thick chain that slowly snaked down her right arm. Decorated with a glossy silver skull and crossbones on top, and three screaming skulls beneath. Beneath the directional cross was an old man, seated on a throne. Clad in red, with a mace in one hand, and a gold orb in the other. His crowned, bearded head was where north was, and where north was was where the lone, red-black lined needle was pointed. Where she moved her hand, the needle stayed pointed ahead, like a living picture on the back of her hand. At the monster.

And I am thou...

Izuki clenched her fist tight as the beast roared and reared backward. She took a step forward, standing beside the brown-haired girl. The fear inside her slowly turned into rage, not at the girl but at the great beast. It threatened them all with death. It'd already harmed the little blue wisp that had done nothing to them at all. She didn't even know if it was dead. But what she knew was anger, anger for the death of a harmless being. Rage against everything that she was in. This fucking shithole, this stupid fucking power thing, the fucking thing in front of them. Fuck them.

From the sea of thine soul, I emerge...

Fuck them.

"Fuck you. FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU AND EVERYTHING YOU FUCKING STAND FOR!"

"PERSONA!"

Her fists became awash in red fire that erupted from her hand as power filled her being. Above Izuki, a rift in the air opened and fire spat forth. A bearded man stepped through, wreathed in flame, his eyes, hair, the machines that were a part of him. His mechanical arm whirred and clanked as sparks erupted from his joints and boots. Startled by his appearance, Izuki briefly faltered, but held firm as she stared down the big, black, goopy beast in front of her.

Aye lass, ye summoned me. I, who forged the weapons of the gods. I, who gave man the gift of fire. I, Hephaestus, blacksmith for the gods, I am in your service now. Make it good.

Izuki gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. The gloves went straight back on as she strode forward and all but stood in the three-headed beast's face, ignoring the flames it belched. Ignoring the black goop that dripped frm its body and the black tendrils that erupted from its chest.

"You fucking asswipe. You hurt my friend! You think you're so fuckin' big but lemme tell you something you're so fuckin' small you're a fucking pebble! Fuck you! Fuck you and everything you stand for!"

She looked up at the big, fiery man above her.

"Hey! Hephaestus! Let's give this fucker a warm fucking welcome!"

Izuki pointed at the beast ahead of her.

"Burn it!"

The blacksmith charged forward and reared back his mechanical arm. Its wrench attachment whirred and folded up into his arm as a nozzle emerged from the machinery, and it spat forth a great burst of flames.

"BURN YOU FUCKER! BURN!"

Persona - Academic Akrasia (Being rebooted, see new int check)

@Crimmy

"Other than the fact that Lit club is covering Tolstoy's War and Peace, not much."

Teach did hit a nail on the head. School was boring. The only thing I had going for me was Lit and Soccer, and not much else.

I kept walking, but slow. Let the teach keep up with me.

"Classes...classes go how they'd go, teach. You should know that."

The Spirits Within: Oakridge Chronicles

@Prisk Would it make sense if Wormwood were still around?

If not, I can simply write a new character. No sweat.

Persona: Crossroads

- Your character has to want to fight to be able to obtain their evoker.

@Attis

YOU MADE THE LITTLE BLUE WISP A BLACK CHARCOAL DOLL

OF COURSE IZUKI WILL WANT TO BASH ITS FACE IN.

But am I given free reign on how her Evoker manifests itself?

Cause I really want to write her compass manifesting as a tattoo on her arm or the back of her hand.

Mass Effect: Borealis

@Fallenreaper Done. Not sure if I got all the details correct but I have posted!

Let's kick this guy's ass together.

Mass Effect: Borealis

In all the confusion, Hazan had taken a moment to collect himself. After the truck explosion, all hell had broken loose. He'd heard explosions from the admin block, shots coming to and from housing. His teammates chattering in the comms. Vel and Iosif getting hit. It was madness. Chaos. He'd gotten outside the perimeter fence again, but it seemed like the team needed more help inside than out.

As he climbed the fence, things became clearer. The warehouse team had downed a turret gunner. He could see the big gun sitting silent inside the warehouse as he clambered up and over the fence and landed on the dirt inside. His shotgun swung upward as he advanced in, noting that Vellios' team was ahead of him a ways. They'd split up, according to the little blue squares that indicated them on his visor HUD. He found Vellios splitting off from the team and heading off into the warehouse, so he made to follow.

"Vel, I'm gonna link up with you. Coming in from your six."

As he entered the warehouse, the lights went dead. Expecting the worst, he ducked down and peered up, which was when the flashbang went off.

Hissing in pain, he averted his gaze and groped around for something to hold onto, finding a stack of crates to latch onto with a talon as he got his bearings.

"Mother fucker... Fucking flashbangs."

Hazan stumbled forwards, shotgun out in one hand while he shielded his eyes with the other. A few seconds later and the flash faded, leaving him in almost total darkness, except for the emergency lights. Lit under the dim orange glow, Hazan moved forward, heading slowly for Vellios' blue square. The sudden silence was startling, but shortly followed by the sounds of gunfire, in the direction of Valiss, whose marker was just outside. He ignored her for the moment and concentrated on meeting Vellios.

Which was when he saw the glint of steel in the emergency lights.

Round a stack of crates was Vellios, cornered by a batarian with a knife. An omnitool laid on the ground.

Haze had the advantage of stealth.

But not for long.

"Oh no you don't."

With the utterance he charged, silent at first, but his boots on the dirt were all too obvious for Kaza. He swivelled away from Vellios and parried Haze's initial knife swing with his own.

The two short blades met in the air for a brief second before Kaza moved forward. His left grabbed onto Haze's collar and his right met his face, a straight punch sending the turian reeling. Another wild swing parried, the batarian stepped in, sliced at Haze's side and moved past him.

The turian hissed in pain, blue dripping down onto the dirt as he staggered backward. Agony lanced through his side from the cut through his armour mesh. Not deep, but enough to hurt. Haze steadied his knife in his right, while he backed up and reached down with his left.

"I took that for you, asshole. Better get up so we can kill this fucker."

Kaza merely laughed and cleaned his blade of turian blood.

"Aww, what's the matter? Little baby turian needs to hold hands to get the job done? Pathetic."

He brandished his combat knife and assumed a fighting stance.

"Come get some, little guys."

Persona: Crossroads

@Attis Never forget
Yu Narukami is the sexiest man alive

Also I hate you Attis you got me addicted to this P4 dub

WHAT D'YOU MEAN BY THERE'S ONLY FOUR EPISODES

Persona: Crossroads

@Attis I only ever played P4 Golden on my Vita and that's about it. Watched a bit of the anime, pretty funny, but otherwise that's my experience with the world of MegaTen.

Also watched a full LP of P3 FES. So there's that.