It was a nice distraction, this event. He was familiar with MMO’s due to “Maya” teaching him the ways of it through the dying game Innocent Sin Online. But VR was definitely new. Still, it would be something new to learn and he was curious how PVP would work in this setting. So, there was a young teen walking through the seats to find an empty one carrying one very large order of fries, burger, and a soda. What? He can totally put it away in his body. Just watch him! But he’ll also likely take up a whole two seats with his combination of body and food.
“Yes, it’s for me,” He would answer if questioned. But, “I can move it.”
At least he was thoughtful about it.
Sometime later, when he had downed all the food, he could found wandering the area to check out what else there is to offer. The fights were cool but he was more interested in how the VR worked with some of the other things (also he should walk off all the food he ate). He isn’t one for massages but he did like all the different food he saw. Will he get some more? Or do you know him and want to drag him away from being a pig?
Of course, his voracious appetite doesn’t stop him from noticing the distortions. He pulled the headset on and off, even reset it, but nothing seemed to stop the weird vision or chanting. He frowned and pulled clipped on the earphones that he originally had around his neck. Nope. He can still hear it?
“Excuse me, is your headset working right?” He’ll ask whomever is walking by. Is it only him?
I CAN BE YOUR ANGLE OR YUOR DEVIL
There was a boy with a gun amongst the chaos. Minato made sure to find a relatively open space and he didn’t look up, not after seeing others lose their sight. The sound of a gunshot might not quite sound out of the ordinary depending on who else was here and possibly fighting back or taking advantage of the chaos, but the gun had been pointed to his temple. Once the shot fired, s small light explosion appeared on the other side, it wasn’t brain matter or anything of the sort. This wasn’t a real gun and Minato was very much still alive and still standing. Aside from a slight crazed and distant look on his face that faded after a few moments, Minato was unharmed. But there very much was a dark being above him with a nasty roar and a deadly sword. It charged up at Majestas.
Unfortunately, it didn’t get far and it soon stopped all together, hovering in the air. Minato fell to the ground with a cry, wings piercing his flesh as they broke free from his skin. Two from his back, followed from several more. Hot blood gushed from the now open wounds, he writhed as he tried to switch personas. Which one healed? He couldn’t concentrate. He couldn’t find his Evoker.
Amongst the pain an intense and almost maddening sorrow took hold. He screamed and cried. This event was meant to distract him from the sadness of being alone and not remembered, he knew the others were trying despite not actually knowing him, but it hurt. It hurt.
He screamed louder, another pair of wings burst from his hips and Thanatos finally moved once more. This time it dove for the evacuating crowd, responding to the sorrow in its user’s soul.
Minato Arisato | Persona 3
IT’S TIME TO D-D-D-DUEL
It was a nice distraction, this event. He was familiar with MMO’s due to “Maya” teaching him the ways of it through the dying game Innocent Sin Online. But VR was definitely new. Still, it would be something new to learn and he was curious how PVP would work in this setting. So, there was a young teen walking through the seats to find an empty one carrying one very large order of fries, burger, and a soda. What? He can totally put it away in his body. Just watch him! But he’ll also likely take up a whole two seats with his combination of body and food.
“Yes, it’s for me,” He would answer if questioned. But, “I can move it.”
At least he was thoughtful about it.
Sometime later, when he had downed all the food, he could found wandering the area to check out what else there is to offer. The fights were cool but he was more interested in how the VR worked with some of the other things (also he should walk off all the food he ate). He isn’t one for massages but he did like all the different food he saw. Will he get some more? Or do you know him and want to drag him away from being a pig?
Of course, his voracious appetite doesn’t stop him from noticing the distortions. He pulled the headset on and off, even reset it, but nothing seemed to stop the weird vision or chanting. He frowned and pulled clipped on the earphones that he originally had around his neck. Nope. He can still hear it?
“Excuse me, is your headset working right?” He’ll ask whomever is walking by. Is it only him?
I CAN BE YOUR ANGLE OR YUOR DEVIL
There was a boy with a gun amongst the chaos. Minato made sure to find a relatively open space and he didn’t look up, not after seeing others lose their sight. The sound of a gunshot might not quite sound out of the ordinary depending on who else was here and possibly fighting back or taking advantage of the chaos, but the gun had been pointed to his temple. Once the shot fired, s small light explosion appeared on the other side, it wasn’t brain matter or anything of the sort. This wasn’t a real gun and Minato was very much still alive and still standing. Aside from a slight crazed and distant look on his face that faded after a few moments, Minato was unharmed. But there very much was a dark being above him with a nasty roar and a deadly sword. It charged up at Majestas.
Unfortunately, it didn’t get far and it soon stopped all together, hovering in the air. Minato fell to the ground with a cry, wings piercing his flesh as they broke free from his skin. Two from his back, followed from several more. Hot blood gushed from the now open wounds, he writhed as he tried to switch personas. Which one healed? He couldn’t concentrate. He couldn’t find his Evoker.
Amongst the pain an intense and almost maddening sorrow took hold. He screamed and cried. This event was meant to distract him from the sadness of being alone and not remembered, he knew the others were trying despite not actually knowing him, but it hurt. It hurt.
He screamed louder, another pair of wings burst from his hips and Thanatos finally moved once more. This time it dove for the evacuating crowd, responding to the sorrow in its user’s soul.
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