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» WHO? Everyone
» WHEN? August 16th onwards
» WHERE? All over the station, and in the Metaverse
» WHAT? Time for the Metaverse and it's fun perks to come into action on Reverie Terminal...
» WARNINGS? violence
A new function has appeared on the communication device for some characters: a strange symbol with an eye, and no obvious use. Do you try to delete it? It might work, for a little while. But it comes back, no matter what lengths you take to get rid of this thing.
If a character chooses to run the app, they'll find that it's called the Metanav, and it speaks to them in a feminine voice: "Please enter a destination." It seems to want a voice command.
Unfortunately, any combination of words you try will result in a gentle error sound and that voice saying, "Conditions have not been met." There's no lock-out or limit to how many attempts you can make, and it will keep rejecting every try.
(As a note of interest, the name Goro Akechi in full, spoken anywhere near a device that carries the Metanav -- a one in a million chance, sure, but coincidences happen -- will earn a victorious chime from the app and a triumphant, "Destination found." But from there it seems to want more keywords...)
A few days after the Metanav appearing for some residents of the station, someone is definitely putting it to use. But Reverie is a close-quarters situation, and not every corner and corridor can be checked before turning on the app. On top of that, some devices are activating the Metanav on their own, without a destination at all -- people are being dragged in left and right.
You feel something strange wash over you, like vertigo. But nothing seems to have happened. You're still in the station, and your surroundings are... mostly normal. Actually, something isn't quite right. It's hard to put your finger on it; the air feels wrong, heavy, and the shadows are darker, the station even more unsettling than usual.
And everyone around you is gone.
You can search for hours, and maybe you'll find one or two other unfortunate souls in the same situation as you, but that's it. The rest of the station's residents have vanished.
If you have the Metanav app on your communication device, you're in luck: using it will bring you right back to the station as normal, like sliding between one plane of reality to another. If you don't have the Metanav... you're stuck. Alone.
Wandering around the strange "other" station is mostly uneventful. Everything about it seems to be unchanged in terms of layout; the same doors are still blocked off, the rooms are in the same locations, the view from the Observation Deck is the vast expanse of space...
But you're not as alone here as you thought.
There are monsters. They come in various shapes and sizes, some of them humanoid and some of them far from it. There don't seem to be a lot of them around, so it's easy to miss them entirely, but if you do run into them, they'll attack without hesitation, and some of them are strong.
If you can fight back: magic is most effective against them in every case. Fighting them physically is a strange case, because if you think it will work, it will, no matter what your weapon. If you don't think it'll work, then it won't.
If you can't fight back, and nobody comes to save you: you're dead. At least you'll wake up in the real world.
There's one more thing populating the "other" station. They come and go at random, sometimes there and sometimes not -- strange, spectral images of other people. Their faces are vague and they don't seem to have any interest in you, seeming to talk to themselves even when you try to get their attention, but they're definitely people. They have enough features to tell them apart, and some of them seem almost familiar.
One of them is you.
It's not a clear image, just enough to be distinguishable, but it is you. Like looking at your own ghost. Its eyes, though -- its eyes are a little bit wrong. Yellowish.
This plot was brought to you by your Persona cast! All players who have signed up can have the Metaverse app appear on their communicators. The Phantom Thieves are here to rescue anyone who wants their heart stolen, and are available to discuss plotting. Once the Metaverse appears on Reverie, it will not disappear.
» WHEN? August 16th onwards
» WHERE? All over the station, and in the Metaverse
» WHAT? Time for the Metaverse and it's fun perks to come into action on Reverie Terminal...
» WARNINGS? violence
0 0 1 » THERE'S AN APP FOR THAT
A new function has appeared on the communication device for some characters: a strange symbol with an eye, and no obvious use. Do you try to delete it? It might work, for a little while. But it comes back, no matter what lengths you take to get rid of this thing.
If a character chooses to run the app, they'll find that it's called the Metanav, and it speaks to them in a feminine voice: "Please enter a destination." It seems to want a voice command.
Unfortunately, any combination of words you try will result in a gentle error sound and that voice saying, "Conditions have not been met." There's no lock-out or limit to how many attempts you can make, and it will keep rejecting every try.
(As a note of interest, the name Goro Akechi in full, spoken anywhere near a device that carries the Metanav -- a one in a million chance, sure, but coincidences happen -- will earn a victorious chime from the app and a triumphant, "Destination found." But from there it seems to want more keywords...)
0 0 2 » ENTER THE METAVERSE
A few days after the Metanav appearing for some residents of the station, someone is definitely putting it to use. But Reverie is a close-quarters situation, and not every corner and corridor can be checked before turning on the app. On top of that, some devices are activating the Metanav on their own, without a destination at all -- people are being dragged in left and right.
You feel something strange wash over you, like vertigo. But nothing seems to have happened. You're still in the station, and your surroundings are... mostly normal. Actually, something isn't quite right. It's hard to put your finger on it; the air feels wrong, heavy, and the shadows are darker, the station even more unsettling than usual.
And everyone around you is gone.
You can search for hours, and maybe you'll find one or two other unfortunate souls in the same situation as you, but that's it. The rest of the station's residents have vanished.
If you have the Metanav app on your communication device, you're in luck: using it will bring you right back to the station as normal, like sliding between one plane of reality to another. If you don't have the Metanav... you're stuck. Alone.
0 0 3 » HERE THERE BE SHADOWS
Wandering around the strange "other" station is mostly uneventful. Everything about it seems to be unchanged in terms of layout; the same doors are still blocked off, the rooms are in the same locations, the view from the Observation Deck is the vast expanse of space...
But you're not as alone here as you thought.
There are monsters. They come in various shapes and sizes, some of them humanoid and some of them far from it. There don't seem to be a lot of them around, so it's easy to miss them entirely, but if you do run into them, they'll attack without hesitation, and some of them are strong.
If you can fight back: magic is most effective against them in every case. Fighting them physically is a strange case, because if you think it will work, it will, no matter what your weapon. If you don't think it'll work, then it won't.
If you can't fight back, and nobody comes to save you: you're dead. At least you'll wake up in the real world.
0 0 4 » YOU'RE NOT ME
There's one more thing populating the "other" station. They come and go at random, sometimes there and sometimes not -- strange, spectral images of other people. Their faces are vague and they don't seem to have any interest in you, seeming to talk to themselves even when you try to get their attention, but they're definitely people. They have enough features to tell them apart, and some of them seem almost familiar.
One of them is you.
It's not a clear image, just enough to be distinguishable, but it is you. Like looking at your own ghost. Its eyes, though -- its eyes are a little bit wrong. Yellowish.
This plot was brought to you by your Persona cast! All players who have signed up can have the Metaverse app appear on their communicators. The Phantom Thieves are here to rescue anyone who wants their heart stolen, and are available to discuss plotting. Once the Metaverse appears on Reverie, it will not disappear.
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Hajime-san? When will you realize that I am not faking being your friend. I don't care about you proving yourself to me when all I want you to do is just stand beside me and just be yourself!
[Haru is a little red in the face, flustered.]
You don't even realize that you are a person I rely on already!
[Hinata is always so wrapped up in proving himself that he doesn't even realize that Haru already considers him to be close to her. That he already has a top spot in her book. She trusts him, she confides in him.
How many more signs did he need?]
So quit saying such absolute nonsense!
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[I feel like I'm being scolded...
He's still on his knees from where he'd landed in the Metaverse, hands clenched into tight fists as he looks to her. The Shadow is gone, the flickering, hazy weirdness of the distortions are gone. It's just the two of them in the observation deck, a place that's become almost normal in the past few months. Normal has become a relative term on this station, after all.
Can he even be considered "normal" anymore? Having lived in outer space like this?]
I... I am?
[His eyes meet hers, flicking across her face as if searching for a lie and not finding any evidence at all. No contradictions, nothing to refute. You matter to me, you're a person I rely on.
All I want is for you to stand beside me and be yourself.
His heart pounds in his chest, and he closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. He'd never once considered that she was faking being his friend, but he'd still... never tried to see it from anyone else's perspective. The constant wondering what he can do to help people, to let them know they can rely on him, and he'd never stopped to think about who he might have already helped. Who might already think he's reliable, in spite of his own opinion of himself.]
I... okay, [he says finally, very quietly, opening his eyes and meeting hers. There's a fresh resolve hidden behind the residual uncertainty, and he nods, as if confirming it to himself.] I'll try... not to let you down.
[He exhales through his nose again, tilting his head and giving her a small, tired smile.]
You... really are incredible, Haru.
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The slow change in his facial expression is all she needs in order to figure out that she had somewhat gotten her point across. She's happy to see him relaxing a little in front of her. Her crouching turns into sitting next to him, a hand against his shoulder to urge him to sit as well.
Hajime means a lot to Haru, she is coming to find out. That talk she had with Ryuji...it opened her eyes just a little.]
You won't let me down, okay? There is no such thing in my book.
[She reaches down to take his hand for real this time, with hope that he won't pull away from her.]
Incredible? I don't think I am that incredible.
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But he keeps it to himself when she takes his hand, and doesn't pull away. Both of the moons are visible outside one of the large windows, another hint that this isn't that weird distorted station, but... whatever normal is, on this station, that's where they are. They're safe, for the moment.]
You absolutely are.
[Incredible, that is. His fingers hesitantly curl around hers to properly hold her hand back.]
I mean... you saved my life, back there. But not just that, you're... the kindest person I've ever met. You've been through so much, but you still care so much about other people...
[His heart is pounding way too loudly in his ears, and he's hyper-aware of her hand in his. His thumb gently presses against the back of her hand, just a little bit of pressure without outright squeezing it.
The timing doesn't seem right, but then again, he'd promised Ryuji he'd say something if -- when -- they recovered from the virus. She'd never be interested in him anyway, so it doesn't make a difference whether he tells her now, when she's seen him at one of his weakest times, or later, when he... probably won't be much stronger. The timing probably won't ever be right, on this stupid station.]
It's... one of the things I really like about you, you know?
[--Except he chickened out, mostly.]
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Their hands like this is what feels the most comfortable right in this very moment. It is something to keep her grounded and something she can come back to whenever she feels her mind drifting off.]
And I would save your life again and again.
[She places her other hand over his, her two hands holding his one.]
I didn't always used to be like that. I used to mistrust people a lot more severely. I used to shy away. I've had enough time to grow from that and to begin trusting again.
[She can tell there are words lost on his tongue, and her mind goes racing back to that conversation with Ryuji. What would it be like to be the person that Hajime liked? Would she truly be able to like him back?]
You are very kind, Hajime-san.
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[There's a quirk to his lips, a wry attempt to make her laugh and to ease his own nerves. But... really, he'd rather not be in those kinds of situations very much, whether if it's because he's not encountering them, or if it's because he's become strong enough to face them on his own.
But now she really is holding his hand, keeping it pressed between both of hers. He can't help but look down at their hands, wondering if he's supposed to put his hand on top of both of hers. That seems like it might be a little silly? So he'll refrain.
Instead, he just hums quietly, a wordless noise to indicate that he's listening. Listening, and thinking. Haru really was that kind of person in the past... that means people really can change, huh? Maybe he can even...]
...I like you, Haru.
[It's blurted out before he can lose what scraps of courage he's gathered from her words. As soon as its out of his mouth, he laughs, a kind of self-deprecating relief filtering into his voice. Sitting on the floor in the observation deck with a fresh cut on the inside of his cheek from a fight with a supernatural being and (yet another) near-death experience wasn't exactly the backdrop he'd wanted to say this. But... he said it.]
I-it's okay if you don't feel the same, I just... wanted you to know. Before Ryuji opened his stupid mouth.
[--Too late.]
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[Ah, but the mood changed rather suddenly. For the better it seems. While he did succeed in making her giggle, her attention has really gone back to their hands. When did she start feeling so comfortable with Hinata? When did she allow someone to impact her heart like this. Sugimura broke her in many ways— her trust for men, her trust for relationships. Haru wasn't so easy to open her heart.]
Don't feel like I won't return your feelings, Hajime.
[She drops the honorific for now. She could tell that he was thinking that he would never measure up to her. That a girl like her could never like him back. She would address later... about Ryuji.
But she can now see that this is what Ryuji meant by "Do you think you could be the lucky one". She certainly does feel lucky.]
I'm afraid you will have to be patient with me, though. I want to return your feelings genuinely, freely, and without reservations with myself. I want to be honest about why I am apprehensive.
[She squeezes his hand between hers, the blush on her face says that she really is glad that Hajime got that off of his chest. She seems just as relieved.]
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What is it with these guys being so familiar...?
She's finally dropped the suffix, and that sends another rush of nervous heat to his face. Should... should he call her Haru-chan? No, that's way too cute for someone like him. He can't do it.
But- he's also a very simple boy. His eyebrows furrow with cautious concern, because he doesn't want to misinterpret what she's saying. She doesn't return his feelings right now, he can understand that much, but...]
S-So, you're saying... not now, but... maybe in the future?
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So she takes a deep breath.]
Hajime, it's... more that I am mistrusting of my own feelings. The last person I was with, it was the person that my Father picked for me. Sugimura&mdash [she almost flinches saying the name, she HATES that creep]— he hurt me in a lot of ways.
You... you're so different. So you. I trust that your feelings are true. But I want to return your feelings genuinely. I don't want to be the one to hurt you.
[Which is basically to say, yes, she does feel the same. But how exactly does she go about handling these feelings?]
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[Hajime wishes he could beat the crap out of this guy, to tell the truth? It's not even a jealousy thing, it's a genuine anger that Haru, of all people, was put through something like that. Haru, who's still so kind in spite of all of that... his fingers squeeze the hand that's in his, briefly. He thinks he understands now, though it's so far outside his experience that he can't really pretend to relate.]
I... really hope I'm like me. [He gives her another crooked smile, then takes another deep breath.] But... I don't think you have to worry about that. Hurting me, I mean. Because no matter what else happens... we'll still be friends, won't we? That's... the most important thing.
[He pauses, daring to run his thumb over the back of her hand as he glances up to meet her eyes.]
Um... I guess what I'm saying is... you can take as long as you want. To figure it out.
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[She shifts their hands, slipping her fingers through his and resting her other hand back in her lip. Yeah, she could get used to this. Seeing his cute smile, holding his hand. It would take time to get comfortable with the idea... but she loved it.]
Of course we would still be friends. You have become one of the most important people to me on this station.
[Another squeeze of his hand, and she leans over to press a light and fleeting kiss high on his cheek.]
Maybe in that time we can... go on a date? Well, as much of a date as this place can allow.
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[Hajime, on the other hand, doesn't have a problem hating people, even those he's never met. He can admire Haru striving for it -- it seems very her -- but he's just going to keep hating this guy.
His lips start to curve into a smile when she calls him one of the most important people, cheeks coloring with a flush of embarrassment. The expression doesn't even get to finish crossing his face when she leans in to kiss his cheek, though; he freezes, cheeks flaring an even brighter shade of pink.
She... kissed my cheek?!]
Um-!
[She said something about a date, didn't she? His cheek is tingling where her lips brushed his skin, and his heart feels as though it's about to leap out of his chest. He can't stop grinning though, a big, stupid, embarrassed-looking grin.]
Y-yeah, I'd... really like that. I'm sure between the two of us, we'll find something fun to do. For a... date.
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She kissed his cheek! That was something that just happened! They were one-hundred percent having a Moment on this hell hole of station.]
I can assure you, just spending time together is enough for me. We don't have to go overboard or anything.
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He'll take it. Having his cheek kissed by the girl he likes doesn't exactly nullify the hell they've all gone through for all these months, but it does make it just a touch more bearable.
Hajime huffs another embarrassed laugh through his nose.]
If we went overboard, we'd end up in outer space. So I guess we can keep it low-key.
[--Don't laugh at his dumb jokes. Don't encourage him.]
Maybe... we can have tea together again?
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Getting the courage to kiss someone on the cheek she had a lot of positive feelings about surely does wonders for the amount of stress she has been under for quite some time because of this situation.
TOO LATE, she laughed at his dumb joke. After taking an entire minute to figure out why she found it so funny.]
We can have tea again, preferably not in outer space. On the Observation Deck seems somewhat like a good date spot?
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[He's gonna be shooting old man jokes at her in no time.
Hajime nods, tentatively running his thumb along the back of her hand again with a quiet hum. It's there, it's in his hand, and she kissed his cheek? He doesn't feel like he's overstepping boundaries by doing that.]
Yeah, I think so... it's my favorite place on the station, after all. I mean... it's the only place where we can look outside safely.
[He glances over her head, looking out the large windows at the stars beyond, then looks back to her with another rueful smile. He brings a hand up to touch the cut from where he'd gashed his lip with his teeth earlier, shaking his head.]
I'd say we could call this a date, too... but let's leave the Metaverse out of it, next time.
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[She relaxes her her hand in his like this, his thumb running across the back of it. She could get used to this. She wants to get used to this.]
Sometimes the plants are the only reminder I get that we are actually from planet earth, and space was never our home.
[She might get a little antsy from time to time being trapped like this.]
We can call it...the date before out real first date, how about that?
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[And he is, really. Spending more time with Haru, helping her feel more comfortable around him; it's not what he was expecting, but any excuse to spend more time with her is a good excuse.
He huffs a quiet laugh through his nose, glancing to her and giving her a nod. The date before their actual first date, huh...? He'll have to figure something out to make their actual first date special, then. Maybe Ryuji will have some ideas.]
I don't know... if this place will ever feel like home. I miss stuff like going to the convenience store after school, or the arcade, or even just going for a walk.
[He hums, a little thoughtfully, and strokes the back of her hand with his thumb again.]
Does... being able to get into that weird place, [the Metaverse,] make it feel more like home to you?
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Also for the love of god, why are you asking Ryuji for first date advice.]
I miss that kind of stuff too, you know. I miss being able to hang out with my friends after school. I miss tending to my gardens on the rooftop. I miss bringing my fruits and vegetables to Sojiro-san to taste... he was always my best critic.
[Her hand totally relaxes in his.]
In both the best and worst ways, yes. The worst being that I don't want people I care about falling into the Metaverse and getting themselves into trouble.
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Sojiro-san?
[That's a name he doesn't think he's heard before, and it slips out before he can stop himself. He's always been an inquisitive boy, even when it's really never his business. That's... what got him mixed up in the Phantom Thieves stuff to start with.
He squeezes her hand, leans forward and tilts his head to meet her eyes with a bit of a smile.]
Well... I guess that's what we're here for, right? To make sure nobody gets hurt if they accidentally fall in.
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Sojiro-san was very understanding, and a good man.
[Haru doesn't mind sharing, really. Sojiro was a good man and she missed him just as much as she missed anyone else.]
Of course, though... I need a break. My legs are starting to ache.
[Fun fact: Haru wasn't completely healed from the illness incident when all of this started happening.]
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[Honestly, that's all Hajime can really say about any of the Phantom Thieves. It feels like every day, he learns a little more about all of them, and how they came together.
He presses his lips tightly together, trying not to think about the question of whether or not somebody like him really belongs beside a group like this. Fortunately, Haru's comment is the perfect way to change that subject, and he looks back to her with clear concern.]
Your legs...? Do you want to start heading back so you can rest?
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[They're a band of misfits, at best. Yusuke was the only one in the group who did not come from their school. So they always made plans where they could all reach one another, or they just showed up at Leblanc.
She realizes what she added a little too late.]
They're just sore. I'm sure I'll be okay.
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But there's nothing they can really do about it except keep trying to push on. So he just nods and squeezes her hand briefly with his own.]
I know you will... just don't push yourself too hard, okay? I don't mind walking you back.
[Sitting on the hard metal decking probably isn't the most comfortable spot, anyway.]
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[She is determined, she doesn't stop until she knows the job is done. But she will stop for just a little while if it makes Hajime feel better.]
I would feel better if you got some rest soon, though. The Metaverse can be very draining the first few times you go in.
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