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personavelvetroomdr2024-02-02 02:51 pm
flightpen) wrote in personavelvetroomdr2024-02-02 02:51 pm
all your mother's weaves and your father's threads
Ren hasn't seen the Velvet Room in a while.
There was at time when he was in here every week, fusing Personas to Caroline's acerbic commentary or listening to Yaldabaoth mutter ominous words of praise. It was different in January, like a lot of things, but the point is that it's gone now. He's not even sure Lavenza and Igor survived what happened.
And yet here he is, in what's recognizably the Velvet Room. But it's changed. It's not a prison anymore, even though this would be the best time for it; Ren's heart is in chains. What was it Akechi said to him? Your heart is free. Maybe back then.
Never mind that. Igor, if it is Igor, is unforthcoming. Make bonds—as if Ren can make bonds when people can't even have a meaningful conversation. He'll be returned to the moment he left—as if he wants to go there. His friends are happy, Akechi is alive, and Ren, like Maruki himself, stands outside the world. When he tries to press, Igor gets cryptic and nonsensical, and that's so fucking familiar lately that Ren doesn't bother to keep trying.
You might find him in the following situations:
1: the rockrose and the thistle will whistle as you moan
Maruki has left him alone, mostly. God's favorite. As far as Ren can figure, it's because he knows perfectly damn well that Ren finds his reality repulsive, and he wants Ren to accept it on his own. The implication there is that Maruki also knows deep down that people aren't themselves once he changes their cognition, but that's not a surprise. Maruki talks a big game, but on some level he must know what he's doing. Surely.
Anyway, like we were saying, he's left Ren mostly alone. But he loses time, comes back to himself with the coffee cold or the sun at a different angle or an awful TV show at the end of its saccharine episode. And although he never remembers feeling what preceded it, he knows. Too much despair, too much bleak hopelessness, and Maruki turns him off like a lightbulb until it's gone again. Can't accept the new world if he's too depressed. The stupid self-defeating hypocrisy of it is annoying as hell—is he meant to accept the new reality of his own accord or isn't he? But there was a time when it would've pissed him off a lot more.
He stands in front of Igor's desk, in a place he doesn't recognize, unsure where he is or what's going to happen to him, or where his friends are, or whether this is a new stage of Maruki's reality or something entirely different, and despair swallows him whole. He waits to be shut down.
And waits. And waits, saturated in misery like he hasn't in weeks. For a split second he almost finds himself grateful to Maruki for taking it away, but he flinches back from going down that road. Like this, frozen, waiting to blink and find that his legs hurt from standing too long, he's barely aware of his surroundings.
2: all the pins inside your fretted head and your muttered whens and hows
Having pulled himself together (and not lost any time, as far as he can tell?), Ren decides that the obvious first stop is the conspicuous board that stands in the strange Velvet Room. It doesn't look... Velvet Room-y. It looks like it was brought in from outside, and as he scans its bizarre contents, he realizes he's right.
The business about Akechis and Rens being fated to be together makes him feel a little sick, so he skims it quickly and moves on. Demons, vampires, okay, that's... he'll deal with that when he has to. But as he reads the list of Akechi codenames, his eyes land on one in particular. In the middle of the corvids and the predators, there's Sparrow.
The description leaves him without any doubt. His stomach sinks. Is Akechi okay? Can he even survive in a place like this? How is Ren going to find him?
3: you gently gift it to me 'cause you've no clue how to sew
In a first, helpless attempt to locate his Akechi (different enough from other Akechis, apparently, to be identified on sight... well, that's true enough), Ren decides to head into Tokyo and go looking for places Akechi still enjoys. Kichijoji is an obvious one, with the jazz bar and Inokashira Park and his apartment, the location of which he kept behind his lips the entire time Ren knew him, only to immediately invite him over in February. But instead of taking the train, Ren walks. Travel is strangely quick, and it gives him time to look at the cognitions, which the board claimed were eerie.
The board wasn't wrong. They don't even seem like the brainwashed people Ren is used to—cognitions is definitely the better term. At least the people back home have some variability in how they act, and at least they have some kind of mild reaction if you inconvenience them. Ren steps in front of them once or twice, sticks out his leg to trip one of them even, and they don't even frown at him.
Maruki's reality is still new. Maybe this is where everyone is going to end up; automatons, puppets, walking around like video game NPCs. His skin crawls. He stands to the side of a busy road in Shibuya and watches, stomach churning.
[[ooc: This is the Ren frompheasantboy's universe.]]
There was at time when he was in here every week, fusing Personas to Caroline's acerbic commentary or listening to Yaldabaoth mutter ominous words of praise. It was different in January, like a lot of things, but the point is that it's gone now. He's not even sure Lavenza and Igor survived what happened.
And yet here he is, in what's recognizably the Velvet Room. But it's changed. It's not a prison anymore, even though this would be the best time for it; Ren's heart is in chains. What was it Akechi said to him? Your heart is free. Maybe back then.
Never mind that. Igor, if it is Igor, is unforthcoming. Make bonds—as if Ren can make bonds when people can't even have a meaningful conversation. He'll be returned to the moment he left—as if he wants to go there. His friends are happy, Akechi is alive, and Ren, like Maruki himself, stands outside the world. When he tries to press, Igor gets cryptic and nonsensical, and that's so fucking familiar lately that Ren doesn't bother to keep trying.
You might find him in the following situations:
1: the rockrose and the thistle will whistle as you moan
Maruki has left him alone, mostly. God's favorite. As far as Ren can figure, it's because he knows perfectly damn well that Ren finds his reality repulsive, and he wants Ren to accept it on his own. The implication there is that Maruki also knows deep down that people aren't themselves once he changes their cognition, but that's not a surprise. Maruki talks a big game, but on some level he must know what he's doing. Surely.
Anyway, like we were saying, he's left Ren mostly alone. But he loses time, comes back to himself with the coffee cold or the sun at a different angle or an awful TV show at the end of its saccharine episode. And although he never remembers feeling what preceded it, he knows. Too much despair, too much bleak hopelessness, and Maruki turns him off like a lightbulb until it's gone again. Can't accept the new world if he's too depressed. The stupid self-defeating hypocrisy of it is annoying as hell—is he meant to accept the new reality of his own accord or isn't he? But there was a time when it would've pissed him off a lot more.
He stands in front of Igor's desk, in a place he doesn't recognize, unsure where he is or what's going to happen to him, or where his friends are, or whether this is a new stage of Maruki's reality or something entirely different, and despair swallows him whole. He waits to be shut down.
And waits. And waits, saturated in misery like he hasn't in weeks. For a split second he almost finds himself grateful to Maruki for taking it away, but he flinches back from going down that road. Like this, frozen, waiting to blink and find that his legs hurt from standing too long, he's barely aware of his surroundings.
2: all the pins inside your fretted head and your muttered whens and hows
Having pulled himself together (and not lost any time, as far as he can tell?), Ren decides that the obvious first stop is the conspicuous board that stands in the strange Velvet Room. It doesn't look... Velvet Room-y. It looks like it was brought in from outside, and as he scans its bizarre contents, he realizes he's right.
The business about Akechis and Rens being fated to be together makes him feel a little sick, so he skims it quickly and moves on. Demons, vampires, okay, that's... he'll deal with that when he has to. But as he reads the list of Akechi codenames, his eyes land on one in particular. In the middle of the corvids and the predators, there's Sparrow.
The description leaves him without any doubt. His stomach sinks. Is Akechi okay? Can he even survive in a place like this? How is Ren going to find him?
3: you gently gift it to me 'cause you've no clue how to sew
In a first, helpless attempt to locate his Akechi (different enough from other Akechis, apparently, to be identified on sight... well, that's true enough), Ren decides to head into Tokyo and go looking for places Akechi still enjoys. Kichijoji is an obvious one, with the jazz bar and Inokashira Park and his apartment, the location of which he kept behind his lips the entire time Ren knew him, only to immediately invite him over in February. But instead of taking the train, Ren walks. Travel is strangely quick, and it gives him time to look at the cognitions, which the board claimed were eerie.
The board wasn't wrong. They don't even seem like the brainwashed people Ren is used to—cognitions is definitely the better term. At least the people back home have some variability in how they act, and at least they have some kind of mild reaction if you inconvenience them. Ren steps in front of them once or twice, sticks out his leg to trip one of them even, and they don't even frown at him.
Maruki's reality is still new. Maybe this is where everyone is going to end up; automatons, puppets, walking around like video game NPCs. His skin crawls. He stands to the side of a busy road in Shibuya and watches, stomach churning.
[[ooc: This is the Ren from
pheasantboy's universe.]]
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Aki-chan jumps, trying to imitate the new person like he thinks Card-san will, flinching and babbling a shocked exclamation. Akira, on the other hand, simply grins and looks at him. "I could ask you the same thing. Dissociating all by yourself, handsome?" Despite the glint in his eyes, he chuckles; it's an obvious tease. "Welcome to..." a gesture. Aki-chan moves closer to Card-san and mimics the noncommittal hand motion with his own, smaller hand. "...Whatever this is."
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"Thanks," he says slowly. His brain is slowly coming back online, as much as it can ever be said to be online lately. "Sorry, I was just. It's kind of a lot to take in."
Yeah. That's an okay excuse, right?
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A pause. His lips twitch up with a laugh. "Coming in as late as you are. You'd better get to reading the conspiracy board, I think. It'll help get you caught up to speed."
"Lotta stuff..." Akira-kun nervously pokes his head out from behind Card-san. "Neehelp?" (He didn't like that smile...)
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Then he looks back at the other him. "Someone like me." He said that stuff about being a latecomer, but Ren's not buying it.
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Upsies! Aki-chan can't help but giggle. "Ayce oWands!" He's happy to tell new people about his arcana! "Myner Arecana! Hev wif Rock-- er, Cro-san..."
Akira nods along. "Feel free to take as much time as you need." There's an air of genuine empathy in his tone. "I joked about it, but I do know what it's like to dissociate and how disorienting it can be to come out of. We're here if you have any questions."
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He has no idea why a kid that little would be forming wild card bonds. Like, is he fusing Personas? Who's letting him fight? He still feels kind of floaty and distant.
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"No fighting for him, just building bonds here, thankfully," Akira says. "No one would put him in any danger." He pokes the little trickster. "Not that he can't get into it himself on accident sometimes."
Aki-chan pouts. "Wipped cuhream wuz gud."
"You ate too much of it and made me clean up the kitchen after you," Akira chuckles. "A little bit of trouble."
"Goo'fer me."
"Good for you."
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In short, it's real. It's a real conversation between a real teenager and a real kid. Ren watches it with a bleak, hungry expression.
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He huffs, cutely. "Stillernin."
"And I'm still teaching you."
"Wannateech."
"Well, then," Akira finally turns to the New Person, "why don't you teach our new visitor something about the world?"
He can do that! Aki-chan turns to New F(Ren-Akira)d, puffs out his chest, and enunciates very, very carefully: "The peery-odic tayble has a-hunded-n-eiteen elemennts!"
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Ah. The Orbening. Akira gestures to the conspiracy board. "We should probably warn you about the orbs...and introduce ourselves. I'm Akira."
"My nem's Akira-kun! 'N Aki-chan." Should he bring out his book? Hmm...Aki-chan starts messing with his backpack.
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"I'm Ren," he says after a second. "Nice to meet you."