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Kiri Akechi ([personal profile] detectivemagica) wrote in [community profile] personavelvetroomdr2024-07-28 10:12 am

(Open/Intro) Sis Puella Magica

A young girl has found herself here, in the Velvet Room. She eyes Igor with a sharpness to her eyes, one that betrays the polite smile on her face.

"...The Velvet Room..."

She's never heard of such a place, and truth be told, she almost believes she's dreaming as she looks about the room, taking in the vivid blue surroundings.

...But she's seen things that are hard to believe for the normal person, and as such she raises a hand with a jeweled ring to her chin.

So it seems she was brought here to... what, make bonds? How ridiculous, she thinks to herself. It's not as though it'll do her any good. Making friends is the last thing on her mind, she has other things to consider, like her duties... and her boiling desire for revenge.

But betraying her dark thoughts, her smile grows slightly, looking oh so kind and pleasant in the face of this odd situation. She hums a bit quietly, tilting her head a bit, all with that smile.

"I see. Thank you. I'll be sure to do just that.

But she has other concerns as well. She needs to be able to fight Witches and gather Grief Seeds. Are there any here? Hell, is Kyubey even here? Not that she trusts him a single bit, but something familiar, something she can work with would be good.

But now... Now what? She's left to consider her options.

Option 1: Akechi finds herself drawn to the conspiracy board first thing, eyeing it with a small frown. Well, it seems that someone has gathered up plenty of information... A blessing, really, considering she can use all of the info she can get. Let's see... She gets to reading it, carefully trying to take in the information in front of her. Needless to say though, she's actually rather perplexed by... well. All of it.

Who is Ren Amamiya? Akira Kurusu? Souji Seta? Yu Narukami? It's all a but baffling, this information presented as though it's common knowledge. Clearly it isn't, given her own unfamiliarity with them.

But something catches her eyes... A note about Rens or Akiras and Akechis being soulmates.

Her expression is blank as she stares at it, her eyes becoming obscured as her bangs shift slightly inf front of them.

And what right does anyone have to make such bold, blatantly false claims? She's never met any such person in her life, and they certainly wouldn't be her soulmate if she had. She has no soulmate.

Option 2: She steps through one of the doors, and finds herself in Kichijoji... a familiar sight. For a second, she almost believes she's home... but she knows better than that, especially since the door back to the Velvet Room is right behind her.

Her eyes narrow as she watches the various cognitions passing by, each of them seeming... off. Those uncanny smiles, the blank look in their eyes... Each of them reminding her a little too much of someone affected by a Witch's Kiss. There seem to be no signs of anyone actually being affected by one though, so... what is this?

She could try to sense for magic in the air, but... well, she's surrounded by people, and it would be foolish to let her secret slip so easily.

Her hand with the blue-jeweled ring is clenched slightly, and she considers ducking into an alleyway in order to conjure up her Soul Gem.

Option 3: As Akechi wanders about Tokyo, she finds herself near Shibuya, another familiar sight. She doesn't visit Shibuya incredibly often, but she's been there enough to at least feel vaguely comforted by the familiarity.

She steps into one of the many stores, frowning a bit as she considers the fact that her finances are limited. She didn't bring a ton of money with her when she was leaving home. That said though... Her eyes shift towards the various cognitions going too and from the counter. She gets the strange sense that the cognitions aren't particularly attentive... Hmm.

But theft would be unbecoming of the Detective Princess.
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Option 3

[personal profile] rookandhound 2024-07-28 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Mementos.

Scouring the network had turned up that term a lot, and further investigation suggested it was a cognitive space under Shibuya, infesting the subway tunnels and extending far deeper than they ever could.

He was curious, and that curiosity had driven him here, standing outside the train station and staring up at the sign, weighing his options.

He didn't trust the Navigator. But if he was going to be stuck here...
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[personal profile] rookandhound 2024-07-28 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
His finger hovered over the button, ready to send them both in- when a voice distracted him.

Goro turned, coming face to face with- what

That was... his face. Softer, definitely, but- his, nonetheless. "What gave you your first clue? I'm guessing your name isn't 'Goro'."
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[personal profile] rookandhound 2024-07-28 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah... well, to begin with, I am Rookmon, and this of course is-"

"Wolf, since we're supposed to be using codenames, I guess. Which is stupid, but when there's seventeen people, now, all using the same name, not a lot of options."
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[personal profile] rookandhound 2024-07-28 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, good luck with that. Some people have been here nearly a year, apparently, and Igor doesn't answer questions."

Fucking asshole.

"Not that people aren't trying to get out. I figure there's got to be something. Some way out, at least. Maybe if I get to one of the really deep ends of one of these cognitive bullshit nightmare realms I'll find a hole, or something. It's a long shot, but currently my leads are... nothing the fuck else."
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[personal profile] rookandhound 2024-07-28 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
He considered that, for a moment.

"I don't really have a reason to turn you down, I suppose. Do you have that Persona bullshit, too, or am I the only person here without brain ghost superpowers?"
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[personal profile] rookandhound 2024-07-28 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Apparently. I haven't met anyone over the age of ten who doesn't have them."

Not that it was the only constant. There were too many commonalities for comfort, too many events that had just so happened to occur in similar ways.
"Common, though by no means universal. We hadn't even heard of any such thing before we arrived here, but I suppose that's not that much more shocking than the possibility of divergent timelines to begin with."
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[personal profile] rookandhound 2024-07-28 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Goro's eyes narrowed, slightly.

"Rookmon's a competent fighter. Am I to take that to mean you don't?"
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[personal profile] rookandhound 2024-07-28 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fair enough. We were planning an excursion into one of those places today anyway, and more bodies to throw at whatever's in the way is a positive."

She was being cagey, and that was making him nervous. She certainly smelled human, but still... something about that smile rang false. "You never did answer the question of what I'm supposed to call you. I could just roll with 'seventeen', but people tend not to like being numbered."
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[personal profile] rookandhound 2024-07-29 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Kiri, then." he tapped the button on his phone- and the world bled at the edges, like a watercolor in rain.

It was a different sensation than he was used to, like taking a step in an unexpected direction, rather than the discomfort of willing a body made of matter to become one made of energy.

But the crimson sky and the looming darkness of the subway tunnel entrance promised that he was in the right place.

"So that's Mementos." He inhaled slightly- and his nose wrinkled. "It stinks like blood and rotting meat. Definitely not looking forward to this."
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[personal profile] rookandhound 2024-08-02 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Based on data gathered, I've worked out that it's an underground structure that superficially resembles the Tokyo subway system. It's populated by Shadows, which are unintelligent but hostile creatures born from humanity's subconscious beliefs. The deeper you go, the stronger they get and the more inhospitable the atmosphere becomes. Trying to map the tunnels is unfortunately pointless, since every time you enter they have a different configuration."

He cracked his neck. "Apart from that, I haven't been in here yet, so I'm not certain what to expect."
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Option 1

[personal profile] shatteredtrickster 2024-07-28 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
He'd taken to visiting the Velvet Room every so often, partly to make a note of anyone who arrived. Primarily, he needed to keep track of anyone from his world - or a similar world.

Still, he'd be pleasantly surprised to see someone entirely new within the Velvet Room - well, someone somewhat new.

"Would it be correct to assume you're also an Akechi?"
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[personal profile] shatteredtrickster 2024-07-31 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"My name is Akira. But for now... call me Joker." Akira offered one of his signature, confident smirks.

"...You seem different from the others, for more reasons than the obvious." He tilted his head. She had no recognition of him... perhaps he was a she in this Akechi's universe. Or perhaps they had never met.

"The reason so many Akechis are here... I assume it's Igor's way of 'convincing' you, them, to form bonds with others. Compared to the others I've met, Akechis have always had difficulty with developing relationships."
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[personal profile] shatteredtrickster 2024-08-14 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
For a moment she seemed... disappointed. Akira didn't take it personally, not after having read the information on the board. He had seen the look in her eyes in that of his female teammates'; the dread of another guy trying to win them over.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to ask you out on a date or anything like that. I'm lost here, like you. And if I know anything about Akechis, is that they're skilled at solving problems... and not so great at forming connections." That look in her eyes... it was the same as when he first met Akechi.

"There's no need to use a metaphorical mask here."
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Option 3, Shibuya, he's haunting as usual

[personal profile] paysforall 2024-08-02 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
You would think that fewer people would come out of the Velvet Room directly into Shibuya. Sometimes, he wonders if it's his own cognition spinning the plane just a little in that direction; the traditional awakening in the Scramble at the beginning of the game infusing the air.

Perhaps that's a bit too self-centered.

In this case, he can't help but raise his eyebrows, and discreetly follow the apparent female version of himself into the shop. It's fine, he can grab a snack or whatever as cover - oh, neat, they don't have this brand in 104 Shibuya.

Cue what would seem to be an older, masculine version of Kiri speaking up from one of those little cold cases near the registers, taking some ridiculous health smoothie directly out of the case and twisting the lid off. (And if he seems to have appeared out of nowhere, well, maybe.) "Hey. A new arrival, I presume? I think I would remember a version of us like you."
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[personal profile] paysforall 2024-08-08 11:23 am (UTC)(link)
"That it would," Shrike agrees, with a smile that's perhaps a touch more genuine than people would expect, since it's not the TV personality. "There's a female Ren - or Akira, or whatever else Joker might be called - but not of us. Welcome to the outlier club, I suppose."

It's not like he's not familiar with the exact kind of odd looks she's referencing, being so much older and differently dressed than the other Akechis. He stops to take a swig of his drink, and gives it a slight grimace. Too much celery.