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Persona - Academic Akrasia

@GarlandDaHeroGood seeing you again, dude!

Persona - Academic Akrasia

McDonald's

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Akira's eyes shifted from side to side as he entered the McDonald's. It didn't look like there were too many people around here, which was good. Going to school with people you've known for a year was one thing, but the last thing he wanted to do was to go outside and make a complete and utter ass out of himself in public. As was probably obvious from his choice of clothing—-running shorts and a gray sweater--he had just finished up his daily jog. Normally, he wouldn't have come here, but he had gotten really into grinding his Imagine online character and decided to stick a piece of buttered toast in his mouth and run out the door before he wasted any more time. He got a lot of weird glances for it.

Just look ahead... He mentally coached himself as he walked up to the counter, eyes inadvertently shifting downwards with each step.

"Uh, one Big Mac please."

"That'll be 340 yen."

He reached out to his pocket and pulled out the money, passing it over to the clerk, only to second guess himself and place it on the counter as the clerk was reaching out to get it himself. While the clerk, evidently, didn't give a rat's ass about it, Akira couldn't help but be hit by a wave of embarrassment. He was given a receipt with a number on it and headed down to a random booth. That booth just so happened to be in front of a table with a few interesting characters. He recognized Daisuke from all the rumors of his delinquency floating around, but the bleeding girl and her two other friends were foreign to him.

Akira hastily pulled out his smartphone to make it seem as if he wasn't totally just staring at them. He couldn't help but give a near inaudible sigh. He knew he wasn't always like this and that made getting spooked this easily all the more depressing.

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@CrimmyMmm, I'm not sure, I've only caught up with the first page of IC so far. I was thinking about introducing him in one of the kendo club meetings

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Akira Togami

Name: Akira Togami
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Arcana: Death
Equipment: N/A
Skills: Fast learner, talented musician and kendōka
Appearance:
Personality: Once filled with youthful vigor, Akira has been a shadow of his former self ever since he entered high school. These days, he rarely seems interested in holding a conversation with others, coming off as perpetually moody or glum. He’s an extraordinary talent regarding scholastics and is regarded highly for his intellect among the teachers. All the same, there is a very thick line between he and his classmates. He is almost universally known as “that one weird guy” who keeps to himself all the time, including during club meetings. His former friends abandoned him, knowing full well what had sparked this sudden change, but having no idea how they could help him cope. All they knew was one thing. The once extroverted and charismatic boy they once knew has long since been replaced with the borderline hermit they see today. He can usually be seen by himself either reading or jogging by his lonesome after school.

Biography: A Hafu born of a white mother and Japanese father, Akira, for a long time, embraced both aspects of his parents’ heritage with open arms. He was often shipped from Japan to America and vice versa, giving him fluency with both languages. He would love showing his friends the souvenirs he would get from his father whenever he was allowed to tag along during the summers—which started when he was around 10. All this traveling around together would allow them to forge a nearly unbreakable bond with one another and is the primary reason Akira’s idolization of his father was formed in his mind. He worked hard to emulate his father and studied until his brain felt as if it would explode. He strived to make the man proud, a desire that would come right back to bite him in the ass.

The relationship between Akira’s parents was strained for quite some time. His mother had left her friends and family behind all for the sake of his father. Said father had the work ethic one would expect of such a high ranking Japanese businessman and was thus expected to work far beyond the already strenuous hours a typical worker was expected to dedicate to his job. For hours at time, Akira would hear them bicker and bicker until he wanted nothing more than to tear his own ears off. He loved them both dearly, but the constant, emotionally draining yelling sessions they had would take their toll on him. Eventually, he learned to tune them out as pure background noise.

When his father took him out to New York for a week long trip—mainly to celebrate his 14th birthday and get both of their minds out of the incessant squabbling back at home—he noticed something very strange while his father was showering in their hotel room. He was getting texts from a woman named “Maria”, promiscuous ones at that. Every fiber of his body wanted to burn away the fact that his father could be having an affair away from his mind. And he did. He rationalized to hell and back to justify all of his father’s actions. Surely he must have been misinterpreting the text messages. Surely his father’s claim that he would be out for a short walk around the city to clear his mind were completely true. He was just being paranoid; his father would never ever resort to being unfaithful.

Soon he would learn that life had a way of biting the people who ignored it right back in the ass.

One day, their bickering was at its boiling point. Accusations of cheating and demands that his mother shut the hell up filled the room, he could hear things being flung through the air. Kitchen appliances, chairs, knives—you name it. After several moments of stunned silence, Akira rushed to report the incident to the police in hopes of finding some form of resolution. Just then, the noise quieted down as it always did. His father was silent, while his mother was bawling her eyes out. Slowly but surely he went down to check out the cause of his father’s silence and his mother’s wailing. His heart stopped when he saw his father laying on the floor with a knife in his chest and bruises surrounding his body.

The police showed up right on time to apprehend her and just like that he was without parents.

His parents had left him a sizable amount of money and his uncle had taken him in, so neither home nor funds to continue his education were of any issue. But the scars he still has from the shame and guilt of his silence have stuck with him to this day.

Persona
Name: Vāyu
Appearance:
Traits: N/A
-Reflects: N/A
-Absorbs (is healed from): N/A
-Void : N/A
-Resist: N/A
-Weak: N/A
Abilities/Skills: -Allows for Fusion Spells
-Analysis
-Skill Mutation: Makes it possible for Persona users to change into skills of differing elements around the same general power level. I.E. Agi to Zio. Mutations last only for the battle they are used.

Persona - Academic Akrasia

@CrimmyGotcha, so is he all set to be posted in the CS section, then?

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No I mean like: physically and narratively how does he facilitate the use of the combination attack. Does his Persona just stand in the way or something and channel those spells into a combo?

@Crimmy

How about...the other users aim their attacks at him. He can have a draining effect that takes the attacks and a color corresponding to the attack shows up in one of Vayu's hands as an orb like material. When he has two or more of these orbs, he can launch a fused spell. I was thinking Akira could only have access to two of the six hands when he begins and gradually open up more hands when he grows closer to the other users, mainly for balance purposes and the like. And obviously, this'd have to come with a huge drawback so I was thinking he could be a glasscannon who's weak against any physical attack to make up for this. If that still sounds way too broken, I'll just make it a basic resistance, even if that'd mean he'd have to get hurt to even use the spells.

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@CrimmySame way it works in Persona 2. Two characters use specific spells (ex: Agi and Agi) and they do a combination attack that's stronger than both combined. I was thinking skill mutation could only change a person's skills into one of the opposite element. Ex: A wind user's skills could only be change to thunder etc etc. I was also thinking that these could change resistances in the same way it changes skill elements to make it more balanced

And didn't you see? I changed the picture to its namesake. It's kind of on the nose since there isn't exactly any "fan art" of Hindu gods, but I'll change it again if it's a problem.

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<Snipped quote by Alder>

Putting the two together isn't a particularly strong representation of balance at all. If you want to stick with the concept of change represented by Death and keep the Avestan thing going, Vāyu ("The reason that I am called vayu (apayate, vanō.vīspå) is that I pursue (attain, conquer) both creations, both that which Spənta Mainyu created and that which Aŋra Mainyu created.") would be a far better choice in Persona. If you don't want something Iranian, Janus could be a good choice too.

@Crimmy

Gotcha, will make the changes. Are there any problems with the skills?

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@CrimmyYup! The name is more there to describe a state of balance between two concelts than anything else.

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Wew, did I last minute rewrite and completely scrapped most of the character concepts I had in order to make him a bit more unique. It's a bit edgier than I'm used to writing, so I'll do another rewrite if need be. I just really wanted to make sure I didn't prolong this anymore than I already have

Akira Togami

Name: Akira Togami
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Arcana: Death
Equipment: N/A
Skills: Fast learner, talented musician and kendōka
Appearance:
Personality: Once filled with youthful vigor, Akira has been a shadow of his former self ever since he entered high school. These days, he can barely seem to look his classmates in the eyes or so much as hold up a conversation with them, coming off as perpetually timid. He’s an extraordinary talent regarding scholastics and is regarded highly for his intellect among the teachers. All the same, there is a very thick line between he and his classmates. He is almost universally known as “that one weird guy” who keeps to himself all the time, including during club meetings. His former friends abandoned him, knowing full well what had sparked this sudden change, but having no idea how they could help him cope. All they knew was one thing. The once extroverted and charismatic boy they once knew has long since been replaced with the spineless borderline hermit they see today. He can usually be seen by himself either reading or jogging by his lonesome after school.

Biography: A Hafu born of a white mother and Japanese father, Akira, for a long time, embraced both aspects of his parents’ heritage with open arms. He was often shipped from Japan to America and vice versa, giving him fluency with both languages. He would love showing his friends the souvenirs he would get from his father whenever he was allowed to tag along during the summers—which started when he was around 10. All this traveling around together would allow them to forge a nearly unbreakable bond with one another and is the primary reason Akira’s idolization of his father was formed in his mind. He worked hard to emulate his father and studied until his brain felt as if it would explode. He strived to make the man proud, a desire that would come right back to bite him in the ass.

The relationship between Akira’s parents was strained for quite some time. His mother had left her friends and family behind all for the sake of his father. Said father had the work ethic one would expect of such a high ranking Japanese businessman and was thus expected to work far beyond the already strenuous hours a typical worker was expected to dedicate to his job. For hours at time, Akira would hear them bicker and bicker until he wanted nothing more than to tear his own ears off. He loved them both dearly, but the constant, emotionally draining yelling sessions they had would take their toll on him. Eventually, he learned to tune them out as pure background noise.

When his father took him out to New York for a week long trip—mainly to celebrate his 14th birthday and get both of their minds out of the incessant squabbling back at home—he noticed something very strange while his father was showering in their hotel room. He was getting texts from a woman named “Maria”, promiscuous ones at that. Every fiber of his body wanted to burn away the fact that his father could be having an affair away from his mind. And he did. He rationalized to hell and back to justify all of his father’s actions. Surely he must have been misinterpreting the text messages. Surely his father’s claim that he would be out for a short walk around the city to clear his mind were completely true. He was just being paranoid; his father would never ever resort to being unfaithful.

Soon he would learn that life had a way of biting the people who ignored it right back in the ass.

One day, their bickering was at its boiling point. Accusations of cheating and demands that his mother shut the hell up filled the room, he could hear things being flung through the air. Kitchen appliances, chairs, knives—you name it. After several moments of stunned silence, Akira rushed to report the incident to the police in hopes of finding some form of resolution. Just then, the noise quieted down as it always did. His father was silent, while his mother was bawling her eyes out. Slowly but surely he went down to check out the cause of his father’s silence and his mother’s wailing. His heart stopped when he saw his father laying on the floor with a knife in his chest and bruises surrounding his body.

The police showed up right on time to apprehend her and just like that he was without parents.

His parents had left him a sizable amount of money and his uncle had taken him in, so neither home nor funds to continue his education were of any issue. But the scars he still has from the shame and guilt of his silence have stuck with him to this day.

Persona
Name: Vāyu
Appearance:
Traits: N/A
-Reflects: N/A
-Absorbs (is healed from): N/A
-Void : N/A
-Resist: N/A
-Weak: N/A
Abilities/Skills: -Allows for Fusion Spells
-Analysis
-Skill Mutation: Makes it possible for Persona users to change into skills of differing elements around the same general power level. I.E. Agi to Zio. Mutations last only for the battle they are used.