recolle | ( OPEN ) EVERYTHING BLACK

WHO: Akira Kurusu, local nasty crime boy, and YOU!
WHERE: Everywhere in Recolle
WHEN: All of June
WHAT: breaking blocks by moonlight, egging Minato's house by daylight. A catchall for all of Akira's doings and some open prompts for anyone else who wants to join in! Here's a link of the tasks I'm interested in (don't mind doubling up either), but Akira is game to do whatever. Contact me on discord (hei#2323) or

aftertaste if you want to discuss some more.
WARNINGS: Akira's mere existence

chata: upsetti spaghetti

[ For the sake of this prompt working, we're going to pretend either Junes or Freshens has a small food court area since a handful of big grocery stores do. Akira is merely enjoying his meal at one of the tables, checking through his phone at the tasks at hand. Overall, nondescript. Unassuming. Harmless. Look at him? He looks like a nerd?

Shifting his glasses up the bridge of his nose, a bright glint shines across the lenses... As if he has an idea. If you even a blink, you'll find a plate of spaghetti flying straight at your face. This is the first move—it's a call for war. ]

tribunal terrace:

[ !! Willing to play off any mystery created by others or create random ones. Just mention it in your comment if you want an RNG mystery.

Guess what mystery it is today? Akira is investigating this abandoned place of worship. While all the establishments in this section of Tribunal Terrace is pristine and taken care of well, they've left this relic somewhere in the corner. It's hard to discern what background this building has and records say it was used for a number of religions, hence the odd array of decor inside. There are warning signs in the front (KEEP OUT), some mention that it'll be restored or torn down, but it waits there...

With some of the sky painted, it's actually dark, blanketing the are in pitch black. Even when Akira raises his flashlight, what they find are outlines of the worn down building. ]

I heard that people died here, some possibly related cult activity. [ He scrolls through his phone, picking up the rumor and mystery here. ] This forum says that sometimes you can hear cries here at night, something between man and beast.

[ Yes. They're going to unveil this mystery and figure what the hell this is or die. Whichever comes first. ]

wildcard

[ Hit me with anything!! Even gen things. It's important to note that Akira is shaken by the disappearances of NPCs, but he's doing his best to keep it together and be reliable. On some days he'll naturally withdraw and keep to himself. ]

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Sure.

[ No hesitation. He knows this is to restore normalcy to their city. Shifting his weight to one side, he tugs at his bangs in anticipation. ]

Did you want to start?

I've never done one of these before... Do you usually pick a topic to start?

[Shuji does not know how to rap. This will be a crushing defeat for him.]

Yeah... You just pick a topic and start riffing on it, but you can also pick a song if that's easier for you?

[ Granted, Akira is not someone that can write lyrics, so he would do the latter, anyway. ]

A song might be better... Ahemn.

[Shuji regrets this already. He clears his throat, and thinks of the rap he might be able to do the best.

He does know one rap, but nerves have him screwing up some of the lyrics and tripping over his own words.]

That's a good song.

[ Akira notices the slip-ups, but he doesn't chide Shuji over them at all. He gets a small applause to show he enjoyed the performance. Clearing his throat, he guesses it's hist turn?

The only rap he knows by heart is this cover of Bad Romance... In Japanese—except his tongue gets twisted somewhere. ]

[It's still pretty impressive, and Shuji claps at the end of Akira's turn.]

...Do I go again now? Are there rules for who wins...?

[why did he even pick rap battles.]

... Usually, it's based on how much a person can roast the other in their rap, but since we're just using songs, it doesn't work like that.

[ ... Uhmmm. Scratching his cheek, he wonders how they can do this. ]

We can just base it on how long the person can last? People get confused and tongue-tied a lot in raps, anyway.

This may have been a mistake.

...We could do the regular kind of duel, but I don't know how to fight with anything besides a scythe, and even if it's alright to take it out in public now...

[It's still a giant scythe. Not exactly the safest.]

That's fine with me since I can summon weird things out of my head to fight with me.

[ Also, a dagger appears in his hand like a magic trick. He spins it between his fingers—don't try this at home, kids. ]

Most of Recolle is gone, anyway...

Oh, like Minako and Mohammed?

[Abdul being a part of the Persona cast will never die as long as I continue to think it's hilarious.

Shuji pulls a book out of his satchel, which promptly transforms into a scythe.]

Exactly like Minako and Mohammed.

[ Persona is basically a Jojo reference, anyway?? Akira's eyes brighten when he sees the transformation like it's super cool rather than terrifying. Look at that. ]

Are we going to do a countdown?

[it didn't even sparkle, Akira]

I think that would be fair. From three?

[ It sparkled in his eyes. That's what matters. ]

Sure. [ He'll start: ] One.

Two.

[He grips his scythe tighter, falling into a battle-ready stance.]

Three.

[ It only takes a split second before Akira lunches forward with nimble steps to take a nice slice at Shuji. Of course he isn't trying to really kill him, but by the look of his eyes Akira is enjoying it all the same. ]

[Shuji's first move is to try to block the knife with the side of his scythe. He doesn't have any worry that Akira is going to try to kill him - rather, he wants to test their relative strength, and he'd rather be on the defense to gain an idea of Akira's fighting style before launching a counterattack.

Also, it's not too hard to block a knife with a scythe, given how much larger Shuji's weapon is.]

[ The onslaught doesn’t stop from Akira. He knows that Shuji must be studying him, so he just relies on instinct alone. The barrage continues and he even summons Arsene. The great Persona appears from a blue flame, black wings spread and his top hat high. While he doesn’t have a definite face, the spaces on the plate looks... like he’s smiling.

anyway, this Persona has killer heels. With blades attached to his shoes, Arsene, needles them down from a different direction of the scythe. ]

Two against one is unfair-

[Even if it's technically one against one, it's a hell of a lot harder to defend from two directions. Shuji gets stabbed by some heels, which is probably worse than the pain from just wearing heels.

In that case, the only way to proceed is to go aggressive. Akira might need to command his Persona, which might be harder to do if he's being attacked, so Shuji opens up himself to counterattack from the front by taking a swing with his scythe at Akira.

This scythe doesn't come with a safety mode. Sorry.]

They're technically me.

[ Akira is surprised that Shuji couldn't have swung the scythe a full 360. It's conveyed on his expression and his movements which slow. Christ. One step back and he barely gets out of the way, but it did cleave quite a large tear in his shirt. He can't tell if he got cut, but finally the sting settles as blood slowly seeps out of a thin line.

He should focus, but first he brings out Kohryu. The golden dragon coils around them separately and casts a quick healing spell on both of them. It comes in a warm wave, comforting, and closing all wounds.

But he's still here, so he hops over the dragon's serpentine body to try to surprise him. Boo. Just to make sure this scythe doesn't go anywhere, he presses his dagger against it. ]

You're doing all right?

That's a lot more pleasant than my usual healing.

[Ink still tastes awful.]

What are we fighting to? Not first blood.

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I'm sorry that I'm bad at fight scenes

It’s okay we write stabbies

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