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SPOOKY HAUNTS AND TRAILS » OPEN
WHO: the infamous nasty crimeboy, Akira Kurusu, and you!
WHERE: Places in Recolle
WHEN: Spooky Month of October
WHAT: EVENT STUFF and mundane stuff if it comes up. if you would like to plan anything, hit me up via![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
halloway or hei#2323 on discord.
WARNINGS: Persona 5 spoilers for last boss battle and late-game conspiracy unveiling. Will update when necessary!
NOTE!! You can leave an empty comment with the subject header of your choice or even RANDOM for something unlisted/miscellaneous (lighthearted) and I'll write the prompt. For nightmares, it may skip around and make no sense very much like how actual dreams are.
nightmares
WHERE: Places in Recolle
WHEN: Spooky Month of October
WHAT: EVENT STUFF and mundane stuff if it comes up. if you would like to plan anything, hit me up via
WARNINGS: Persona 5 spoilers for last boss battle and late-game conspiracy unveiling. Will update when necessary!
NOTE!! You can leave an empty comment with the subject header of your choice or even RANDOM for something unlisted/miscellaneous (lighthearted) and I'll write the prompt. For nightmares, it may skip around and make no sense very much like how actual dreams are.
nightmares
[ When you enter the dream, you're engulfed by darkness until you hear a deep and unfamiliar voice. It speaks in a language you are most comfortable with. ]fogThe contract has been sealed...
You have agreed to provide the Trickster support
in his journey to oppose fate and seek change.
[ Akira has been having a hard time with his nightmares. Some of them he remembers bits and pieces (all useless), but he's thinking a jog in the ungodly time where the thick fog rolls in is a good idea? Unfortunately not... He ends up running away from one of these three tormentors in his pajamas. What's with his luck?wildcard
As he looks behind him, he crashes into someone. Sorry. ]
[ THROW ME WHATEVER! Baby haunts from the new ghosts or even the Retrospec Maze! Even anything normal. ]
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It literally says Treasure Room as its lower third title, a weird blob hovering over a pedestal. Either way, they are focused on helping their peer learn the ropes—until Akira just climbs onto their shoulder and rips off their mask. Easy. ]
Good acting. Too bad these cameras don't include the control room.
[ But!! This room does include a map that shows the control room. For some reason, it's in the basement. ]
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[ that's the point, sena. huffing, sena turns to look at the screen where the Treasure Room is displaying the fuzzy-looking Treasure, then at the door. ]
If we don't leave now, they'll be back with more reinforcements. Let's hurry, Joker.
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[ But Akira isn't sure that it'll be that easy... It might have weird traps or some kind of puzzle to it. He has been suffering from riddle and puzzle hell since that water temple in August. Ugh.
Anyway, Akira will pocket that map and now they can check it anytime. ]
It's a flight of stairs down... To the right.
[ But if they look at the security cameras, they can see some of the Shadow congregating somewhere on the upper floor talking about intruders. They say they need to get rid of them if they want everything to go according to plan. The "reconstruction project version alpha" must go without interruptions.
On other screens, Sena will see people he definitely recognize. They're gambling, like usual, but instead of money they seem to get items? Abilities? Things that belonged to them. ]
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but he freezes at one screen that shows gamblers getting all sorts of items which look innocent enough... until sena spots the photos of makoto that he'd kept hidden in his closet at his room being distributed around. fuck. ]
We need to get out of here. [ he grabs akira's wrist and pulls him out of the room. ] Now!
[ the stairs aren't too far off, but sena squints at the horizon... are those guards blocking the way already? ]
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Is... That really a danger meter for the palace or for Sena? When they scale down the steps, guards are appearing left and right, but he's sure to summon Satanael to take care of them. With bullets shot through the Shadows, it's an easy way down... But the walls are pulsing, much like a heart.
What they find is a large supercomputer and a room that mirrors the galaxy. There is someone that sits there, but they can't see... At least until the chair finally turns to unveil a man in a suit, but his face is covered by the Retrospec logo in the color red. ]
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his sword instinctively materializes in his hand in a splash of water. ]
Who are you?
[ "and how did you know about those photos" but he can't risk letting akira know about that. ]
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"So you've made it? I was hoping you would go after the treasure or whatever."
The voice is like static, almost glitching. Something about it is memorable, yet forgettable within the next second. It's that fleeting thought in the back of your head. A gun appears in Akira's hand and he points it to the figure. ]
That's not what we asked.
[ "I am what you want Retrospec to be."
This may not be Retrospec at all, but a theme given life by the people of Recolle. Welcome to how cognition works, but this is a concept in Akira's mind in its core and nothing more. It was simple... Akira wanted to become Joker, a person of unwavering conviction, and put his future into Retrospec's hands.
"Reconstruction Alpha will start soon and then everyone will become who they should be. Isn't that perfect? No one will have those dumb identity crises like they're in their 40s. Heroes will be heroes, villains will be villains—motives all tied in a nice knot." ]
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[ sena still needs the concept of cognition spelled out for him, but he hears the man's words loud and clear. what akira wants retrospec to be? he shoots a glance at akira in disbelief, then back at Retrospec-Head. ]
That's not what we want at all! That's not what I want at all! No one asked for Retrospec bringing back pieces of our pasts... We're okay enough as it is here!
[ he doesn't to go back to being an idol at that school again if it only brought nothing but pain so far -
he points the sword at the man as well, his cold gaze throwing death glares at him for good measure. ]
But that's not what we're here for, actually. The map says that the Treasure is around here so where is it? Don't tell me that it's the Reconstruction bullshit you just spouted.
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The man chuckles as he strokes his chin and crosses his legs, not at all affronted or fearful of Sena's aggressive behavior.
"Some cling onto those memories. Some want to forget their lives in Recolle. It gives hope to the lost, meaning to the worthless. For some, the person in their memories is who they strive to be. How perfect would it be to reach that kind of esteem?"
The man may not have eyes, but they can feel that they're glued on Akira. These are words that he doesn't ever want spoken for him. He has told people he wanted to be Joker... He admired Joker, but having it repeated when he isn't ready is too much. The omnipotent gaze and the heightened atmosphere silences him completely, forcing his eyes to the floor out of dread. He doesn't want to be here...
"It would be a seamless transfer. No one would even notice. There would be no emotional shock." ]
We're here for the treasure on the top floor.
[ Akira does his best to shake him off, interrupting him in his weird little explanation. The man is quiet... Before sighing with the exaggerated drop of his shoulders.
"The treasure is in here," he drones as if this was so boring before pointing to where the heart should be. "This is a dream, right? Your dream."
The man finally takes a stand and steps forward with his hands clasped behind his back. The galaxy shown around them twists with each step he takes. The supercomputer is only an afterthought, but it seems to be initiating "reconstruction ver. α".
"I know you changed your mind, Akira. You don't want this to happen anymore, but it's too late. This is where the dream ends."
The boss battle starts with the music changing drastically to fit the theme. They are no longer playing around in a casino with bouncy tunes. Mr. Retrospec takes the first turn and makes his move. A strange yet colorful swirl encompasses them before it focuses the center—psy skills attack the mind and body. ]
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he uses this turn to lunge towards the suited man and strike him down with a few well-placed slashes, but it's still isn't enough to damage it. melee attacks can only go so far in a goddamn persona game, even in a drem such as this. all he can do for now now is be akira's back-up and healer, so he turns to him with a nod - ]
We'll talk about that later. Go!
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However, Sena's words shake him out of his daze. Eyes wide, he looks at him in dismay. For a moment, he wonders how can they fight this. This... Personification, this entity, it's overpowered and has the ability to change their surroundings.
"That's right. If you were Joker, you wouldn't doubt taking me on."
Mr. Retrospec is still pristine despite taking damage from Sena, snapping his fingers to summon Mrs. Retrospec. She comes in with her wedding gown, pristine and beautiful (with that same logo on her face). They do a little tango and that triggers a large scale attack. It's a bright, inescapable, white light and they take some damage. He shields his eyes, but he has made decision. It took him longer than the time it would take his other self, but it's something. ]
Sena... You should run. I don't want you to get dragged into this.
[ He's realizing that this is feeding off of all the issues he tucked under the rug. It's not long before voices come from the galaxy around them, they whisper the word "ruin." It starts with one word, then "there is only ruin in your future." The voices grow louder, "for you and all those that lend you their strength..." ]
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This is... so annoying...
[ he's staggering as he gets himself up on his feet, one hand clutching the other arm that's holding the sword, gritting his teeth in sheer irritation. ]
I didn't want this... I don't want anything to do with your phantom thief bullshit... Just because I acted as one in my past as an idol --
[ he and akechi are so similar, sena thinks, because let's assume their thread in the other's log happened before this. they both didn't want their peers to get involved with their respective shit, and it's all for good reason. sena had never thought that the both of them can be so fucking complicated...! ]
It's too late for that, don't you think? I'm just stuck as in this nightmare your created as you are, and it's not like we can get out of here easily.
[ the door would've vanished by now. either way, he turns to look at akira with a very audacious grin on his face. that's one more smile for the phantom thief's collection, i guess. ]
Let's finish this, Joker.
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"Don't you remember what happens?" The bride questions as she's twirled forward.
"You know what happens if you bring others into this. They'll suffer the same fate as you—"
For a second, a display shows a very familiar memory. The faces are blurred out, but they're people disappearing with tears in their eyes as the city distorts with skeleton structures rising to a red sky. It shakes him to see it, but he keeps repeating Sena's words. They have to finish it.
That smile shows up in his mind instead... ]
I can't get rid of him. Just my luck. [ He says that with a positive lilt in his voice. Raising his hand, he points to the couple before a gun appears in his hand. Satanael reappears from the black flames again, mirroring the same move. ] Yeah, let's finish this, Knight.
[ It's time to do a skill combo. Summon your Persona, Sena!! ]
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Lionheart... [ the name of his "persona" comes to him unbidden, and his sword materializes again in his hand as he shakes the aching migraine from his head. why akira suddenly granted him this in his dream, he doesn't know. but hey, if it helps them defeat these cognizant retrospec workers, then sena will do his best.
suffer the same fate, his ass. they're all out there suffering anyway, it doesn't make a difference at all. rolling his eyes at whatever bullshit anti-janet was saying, sena thrusts a hand forward, sending his "persona" towards her for one sweeping slash through her torso and destroying a few screens behind her in the process. not sure if that thoroughly obliterated her, but she did get an exponential amount of damage from that piercing strike. ]
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Mr. Retrospec jumps back as Mrs. Retrospec falls prey for Lionheart's attack. She doesn't scream, doesn't even gasp. She merely falls to pieces onto the floor, but leaves the impression that she was surprised by the turn of events.
"This...! This isn't supposed to happen!" Mr. Retrospec quivered in dismay as he sees the rise of Personas. "You're supposed to keep all of them at a distance!"
Even Akira knew that it would be simpler... Better... For his friends to be at arm's length, then they wouldn't be dragged in this hell of a conspiracy or deal with his wreck of the life. Yet... Here he is. ]
This is the end.
[ Both Satanael's gun and Lionheart's sword glow brightly before they unleash a surge of energy. It's blinding as it land in the room, obliterating everything in sight. The applications stopped uploading for several seconds already, but it's indefinitely postponed as the scene changes entirely. It's just... all white. ]
Hey. Thanks... And sorry.
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Yeah, yeah. Don't go carrying all those burdens on your own next time, okay? So annoying.
[ an exasperated sigh. ]
...No problem. You can always count on me for help - it's what phantom thieves do, after all. Isn't that right, Joker?
[ it doesn't really matter in the long run, because sena will forget most of what has just transpired in this dream upon waking up the next morning. even so, he'll have a strange and familiar recollection about certain people who actually want the memories that come with the app... but why would anyone wish for more of that?
ah well. who knows.
lionheart, though... ]