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Current Just heard the news about Woojin from Stray Kids. I'm so devastated and literally shaking. This feels like a really sick joke, but I hope he and the other 8 members are okay. #ThankYouWoojin
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For any kind of wound, there's always some kind of medicine or treatment.
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Remember kids, never let anyone convince you to take college physics over the summer! :'D
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i don't know what to put in this now...
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No posts today or tomorrow. finals.
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@Aislynn @Fury Panda So maybe incorporating what P5 did and have their Personas speak to them in their mind, asking them what they want most, or something like that, thus resulting in them shouting out their last word (in Eden's case it would probably be her brother's name)? It could create an object for those who don't have anything relevant on them, but I know for Eden's case, I could just make it her locket.

Is this similar to what you're saying, @Raddum?

EDIT: Ninja'd so hard T^T
@Fury Panda Yay, I just LOVE spiders... D:

Quick Question: Not sure if this was asked already, but is there going to be any sort of catalyst for bringing out Personas? Like how P3 had the Evokers (is that how you spell it?), P4 had the tarot cards, and P5 had the mask-ripping? Or will it just be like "PERSONAAAAAA" and they show up?
@Cherrywitch Hello, just curious if this was still open? I wanted to make a Yokai ^^"
*when you accidentally laugh at instead of like a post and you can't change it D:*

Sorry about that @Ammokkx ^^"

Date: September 5, 2028; 12:00AM
Location: BBS Atop "Seattle"


Eden had been relaxing on the train for a quite a while now, or at least trying to do so. With the high altitude followed by all these new and strange people also entering the train, Eden was mostly on edge. She remained overly cautious, sitting at the very front of her respective car so that she could get out and leave as soon as possible. Although she had been sitting pretty far away and rather close from where she assumed the sources were coming from respectively, she could hear one person let out sniffles filled with emotion and loneliness and another letting out sniffles probably due to not feeling well. If she was more confident in herself, she probably would have comforted the former, or maybe gave a tissue to the later, but not when the thought of possibly falling to her doom replayed in her mind every time someone entered the train and added their weight into the equation. Honestly, she knew that they couldn't have put the train on the ground since it connects to so many places, but still anything would be better than this!

Unfortunately for Eden and those on the train, once the digital clock on her smartphone turned to 12:00AM, the train came to a distinct halt and the lights inside of the train dies out, being replaced by a dim, hideous red. At first Eden thought she was just hallucinating, but as she slowly stood up to take a look around it became clear that this wasn't normal. It felt real, almost too real. Her and six others were the only ones in the darkened car, and the fear and panic that reverberated off of them matched her own. What was going on? Before she even had a chance to process the situation, a scream filled the brown haired girl's eardrums, forcing a yelp out of her in response. Turning to face the source of the screaming, Eden was met with the sight of a bespectacled boy panicking and attempting to get his things together; honestly, she was surprised that she wasn't freaking out as much as she thought she would...probably because she wasn't alone on this?

"W-Wait, we should p-probably st-stay cal--" Eden gave her attempt at calming the boy down, trying to relay that the train should be up an running in a few moments so long as he stayed calm. It's not like she knew if this was true or not, but if there was any way to reassure herself and the panicking boy, then she would take it. Too bad no one saw this coming as a horrific off white insect claw smashed right through the window, grabbed the panicking boy and pulled him through said window leaving a bloody mess behind...

Okay, so the heights, Eden didn't like, but could handle. The lights and everyone disappearing, it was clearly strange and unreal, but she knew that if she stayed calm, things would be okay. But that...that was the last straw.

Eden let out a breathy scream as she stumbled away from her seat and any window, in fear of that thing coming back for someone else. Her eyes were red, tears already rolling down her pale cheeks and making her trembling frame appear even smaller than it already was. A sudden dizzy spell rocked Eden's body as she had to place a hand on one of the outer seats to stabilize herself. She felt like she was going to pass out, her heart was beating far too fast to comfort, but it didn't feel like any blood was going to her head. Taking her free hand, Eden grasped tightly on the gold locket her brother gave her, her knuckles turning white from how tight she was grabbing the heart-shaped jewelry.

Despite Eden trying to pull herself together, she did catch sight of a dot of white move its way over to where the panicking boy had been snatched. Her vision had been so blurry from the dizzy spell she was under, she couldn't even tell if what she was looking at was even human until he got closer...and closer...wait, he was running right at her! Letting out another scream and reacting as fast as she could, Eden sloppily stepped out of the lane, only to fall into her previous seat, shutting her eyes tightly in the process. From what she could hear, the messy haired boy ran straight into the door, probably in hopes of breaking it down. Eden soon opened her eyes and brought her teary gaze back to the direction of the door, only to see the messy haired boy now on his knees. Eden was of course worried that the other possibly injured himself during that rash action, but her attention was quickly taken away by a rather plain voice stating that the other tried.

Not sure of what to make of that herself, Eden took another gander at stepping out into the lane, but not until another white haired boy had answered the dark haired boy's question. The former seemed eerily calm about the situation, as if he was use to intense moments like these. Of course, this reassured Eden, as even his suggestion sparked a thought in the girl's mind.
"...I-I have some k-kitchen utensils..." Eden tried to speak up, but her voice reached barely above a whisper as she practically dove into her luggage and pulled out a long sleeved shirt and medium sized black case that had been covered in what looked like bubble-wrap; it was the only way she could bring it with her without security looking at her weird, okay? With shaky hands, Eden removed the bubble-wrap and opened up the case revealing an assortment of shiny spoons, polished forks...and sharp knives. "P-Please...t-take whatever you n-need to p-protect y-y-yourself..." Her voice shook terribly as she shoved her luggage down to the ground and placed the black case in it's place so that everyone could take if they wanted. Attempting to slide back out to the lane and just as she thought she was okay standing on her own, the girl's knees gave out, forcing her onto the ground right next to the messy haired boy with the bloody knuckles. Despite almost trampling her, the boy did try to get them out of this hellhole and that's something she could appreciate. Sucking up her tears and letting out a shaky sigh, Eden held out her shirt.
"T-Take this...f-f-for your w-wounds..." She said passing off the fabric to the other with trembling hands.
@Fury PandaI saved the fonts onto RPG so I think that should fix the problem? Hopefully? Maybe? Just let me know! ^^
@vancexentan uh, isn't that first paragraph kind of God-modding? I can't do anything to defend myself against that, like at all nor would I be able to rp how he was affected by the spell since you said it already made him feel extreme pain. And you didn't discuss with me prior to how the spell would affect Han. Same for Berseker as I wasn't given a chance to do anything with her either seeing as the event already pasted without intervention.
Haneul blinked behind his hair, assuming that he said something wrong when the Master of Archer hadn't said anything to him yet. But once he finally spoke up, Han relaxed, following each word careful. When the information was condensed to just a few sentences, Haneul seemed to understand clearly what was going on seeing that he nodded slowly in understanding.
"O-Okay, makes sense. Thank you." He said before giving another bow of appreciation. Watching as the other extended a hand, Haneul instinctively grabbed it with his own and shook twice before letting go. "August...like the month?" He questioned. If that was the case then remembering his name shouldn't be a problem at all! When bringing up his talent as a mage and asking where he came from, a faint blush could be seen forming right where the lower half of his face was revealed. It was refreshing to have someone not just him at first glance. "A-Ah...thank you. Have, um, l-lots of circuits." He tried to explain his immense magic circuits, but it didn't come out like he wanted. "I am from South Korea." He then said flawlessly as he practiced saying such more than he would like to admit. It was clear that he was going to say something else, but Berserker caught him off guard...

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Berserker really hated looking up at people; even with her heels, she was shorter than her own Master. But that was something she wouldn't fret on for too long. Instead her gaze turned into a scowl as Archer spoke up. It's exactly what she expected from the man, but hearing it come out of his mouth hurt a little too much. She had to rely on them. She had to rely on them. They were...comrades. She wasn't alone and they're here to help... After taking a quiet breath, Berserker looked back up at Acher and nodded.
"And if you find yourself in close combat and need a hand, I should be the first one you call for. Promise!" She didn't give Archer the chance to agree as she pulled her hand back just enough to interlock pinkies with him. She remained like that for a second before a large smirk formed on her face. That'll show how useful she is for sure! Berserker couldn't help but arch an eyebrow when Archer continued on and brought up other Berserkers. "Ha! Please don't compare an idol like me to those brutes. The only thing we share is class name and raw strength." She corrected him. She was going to say more, but an ever so quiet mention of her name caused the girl to lower her head. They tried to talk about it discretely, the Master of Assassin and that director, but that only seemed to annoy the idol even more. Instead of talking more to Archer like she had planned, Berserker was now hauling Haneul over to Anderson and Orson, staring at the both of them with an angry glint. "I'd rather you not talk about my Master and I, whether good or bad, in such a hushed manner." She said with a frown before her attention was brought to Saber, who was apparently sticking up for them. And while Berserker was staring at the Saber with googly eyes before, her face was the complete opposite of that now; all seriousness. It was probably because her pride, and Han's, was at stake.

Haneul remained quiet as he normally did, letting Berserker say what she had to say, It was clear to him that there was a small conflict or disdain against them going on, but it looked as if it was resolving itself via Berserker and one of the Servants speaking up. He had thought everything was fine until the Master of Caster spoke up, practically breaking him down in front of everyone. Some words he didn't quite catch, but even so, the context, tone, and overall body language of this girl was more than enough for Haneul to understand what she was saying.

He could tell that Berseker was pretty angry at what Monica had to say too, and why wouldn't she be? The other Master basically just said that they were the weak link of their team. Despite her eyes being a metallic blue color, there was an angry tinge of red that covered it. Han had to stop her, it wasn't worth fighting among friends...well, comrades that is. He could handle this much more calmly than she could. Thank goodness his now reddened eyes were covered by his hair.

Placing a hand on Berserker's shoulder, the red in her eyes quickly faded away as she looked up at Haneul curiously.
"I do n-not think you are rude...I think you look at m-me, um, p-personality only. Would not be h-here if not confident in power." He sighed...why did it feel like he's said something like this before? "Just because y-young does not mean I do not know about what I am doing. If you had faith in me, then you would not have to give me, or others, a stupid lecture. If you think...if you think we are weak, then you should focus on yourself first." Han concluded in almost perfect English and little stuttering; it was almost as if he had rehearsed what he just said. Berserker started at her Master in surprise as he soon bowed, giving a clear and concise apology for his words before turning away without an answer to go and retrieve his bag he had left at the summoning circle, said Servant following.

He really did feel bad for talking to back to someone like that, but hearing something like that so many times, it just got annoying. Why couldn't people just leave him alone and trust that him being here is enough to prove that he deserves this?
"Oh come on! Just a little bit? I swear it will only hurt for a few minutes!" She continued to beg, now making grabby hands at the teal haired boy, who was slowly backing away. It was pretty ironic how Haneul was more frightened of this girl that he was of getting something a lot more freakish, but there was nothing he could do about it now. He could handle this, it might take a while, but he could do it. It was only when she hear her class name that Berserker halted her movements and turned back around only for her eyes to land on several other people she could easily point out as Masters and Servants. "A-Ah, coming!" She called out before looking back at her Master, who was flipping through a small notebook. She couldn't say that she knew what the other was doing, but they were just called over and it was no time to be anti-social! Quickly, Berserker grabbed Haneul's hand and intertwined with her own to the best of her ability and easily pulled the startled boy over with little leniency as Caster was being summoned.

Once they were close enough, Berserker let go of Haneul and placed her hands on her hips before grinning, exposing her fangs.
"Hello fellow Servants, Masters. It is I, Berserker, and my Master...um...my Master...what's you're name again?" She questioned, looking up at the boy with the blinding bangs. Seeing that attention was put on him, Haneul shuddered before bowing at a 45 degree angle.
"...H-Han--" He mumbled, but was quickly cut off by his Servant, who now had her attention elsewhere, specifically the beautiful lady-Servants that graced her eyes.
"Shhh shhh...Caster is speaking..." She practically whispered, resulting in the boy shrinking even more into himself as his and everyone's attention was forced onto the director at this point.

Like most of what's been said to him, Haneul managed to catch a bit of what was coming at him, but not everything. Berserker was too busy staring at the other Servants so he assumed that she wasn't paying attention, so he knew he would have to ask someone for clarification on what was just asked.
"Wait, so I get work with them? That sounds more like a dream than actual work." Berserker mumbled, but it wasn't like she was complaining in the slightest. "Let's go talk to that Saber and Assassi-- Hey, Han? Where are you going?!" The dragon girl furrowed her brows as she watched Haneul approached Archer's Master.

"U-Um...repeat wh-what Director say?" He asked, hoping his broken English was enough to portray his message. Berserker followed after Haneul and rested her gaze on Archer, staring up at him with furrowed brows. She remained like this for a while before raising a hand up to shake; she could only hope that her sharp claw-like fingers don't scare Archer off. Archer definitely not the first person she wanted to shake hands with, but she had to be nice to get close to the ladies, right?
"W-We'll...we'll be relying on...o-on you from now on..." God, it hurt her pride to say that, but she had no choice. Haneul clearly needed someone that would speak up for him, so she had to be positive for his sake.
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