Wednesday March 16th, Timeline 1/???: Awakened, Part 2
- Pronouns
- She/Her
"Come, Goethe." It was meant to be an exclamation, but it comes out surprisingly flat from your lips, you're unsure if it's the strange slowing of the world or some sort of shock upon your mind, but the world around you seems to distort as you summon it, and you stare at the figure.
It stares back at you, eyes staring out from what seems like a hole in reality, torn cloak the covers. It is eerily silent, even as the area seems to fill with whispers of babbling and chittering.
a connection made, a bond renewed
You blink, feeling like the coherent whispers are important. You weren't sure what they meant, but...they likely had to do with the fact the thing-and you, you note-are back in glorious color.
the lynchpin will heed your words, but listen true
You are distracted by sound, eyes snapping up as footsteps crack loudly in the silence. You look around for the source, but frown as no one seems to be moving, still.
dreams will be remembered, and time's grasp forbade
That...sounded good? Bad? You weren't certain, because what it was saying was cryptic. But you finally had a clear source for the clicking of heels as a raven haired girl rounded the nearest street corner, violet eyes locking onto you with intensity that made your heart hammer in it's chest. With a click, her hand entered the shield that sat on her forearm.
the source of love's obsession, your guide to a new dawn
At first, her presence was a relief-she seemed like she was smooth, calm, and confident in this strange slow down, so clearly she'd know what to do! But her eyes flicked to the being that moved to float protectively in front of you and widened, before her hand snapped out of the shield and she took three steps forward, three sharp cracks your only warning as the creature jerked three times, sending a stab of pain into your head each time. You could've worn the bullets seemed to be slowing down just before they hit, but...
"W-why are you shooting at me?!" Your voice was shrill, but you scrambled backwards, trying to run as best you could without taking your eyes off of the girl. You-you needed her to back off-
And as you gave that thought, the thing reacted, a shadowy tendril shooting from the hole and lancing past the raven haired girl, barely missing her head. She dropped into a roll to the right, pistol disappearing into the shield as she charged the persona-you weren't sure why that term came up from your mind-and hauled out a heavier machine gun, jamming it in the face of Goethe.
It definitely couldn't survive that, and that had hurt! It needed to-to disappear! You squeezed your eyes shut as a single gunshot rang out in the silence, and it took you a few seconds to realize that there was no stab of pain. Then, a rough hand pulling you turn your feet...and squeezing tightly on your arm. You opened your eyes to those same violet eyes, radiating fury.
"Where did it come from, and how are you able to move!" You startled, trying to pull away, eyes wild. The girl just kept a tight, inhuman grip on you, and stared. "Talk!"
[] Lie. You don't know why she seemed so violent towards the Persona, but she clearly hated it-and you wouldn't even be really lying, because you don't actually know the answers!
[] Tell the truth. That the weird distortion in the world opened up and was trying to swallow you, so you...called for the Persona, and it answered. You were really slow in this strange greyed out world, but once it came out things went back to normal. Relatively speaking.
It stares back at you, eyes staring out from what seems like a hole in reality, torn cloak the covers. It is eerily silent, even as the area seems to fill with whispers of babbling and chittering.
a connection made, a bond renewed
You blink, feeling like the coherent whispers are important. You weren't sure what they meant, but...they likely had to do with the fact the thing-and you, you note-are back in glorious color.
the lynchpin will heed your words, but listen true
You are distracted by sound, eyes snapping up as footsteps crack loudly in the silence. You look around for the source, but frown as no one seems to be moving, still.
dreams will be remembered, and time's grasp forbade
That...sounded good? Bad? You weren't certain, because what it was saying was cryptic. But you finally had a clear source for the clicking of heels as a raven haired girl rounded the nearest street corner, violet eyes locking onto you with intensity that made your heart hammer in it's chest. With a click, her hand entered the shield that sat on her forearm.
the source of love's obsession, your guide to a new dawn
At first, her presence was a relief-she seemed like she was smooth, calm, and confident in this strange slow down, so clearly she'd know what to do! But her eyes flicked to the being that moved to float protectively in front of you and widened, before her hand snapped out of the shield and she took three steps forward, three sharp cracks your only warning as the creature jerked three times, sending a stab of pain into your head each time. You could've worn the bullets seemed to be slowing down just before they hit, but...
"W-why are you shooting at me?!" Your voice was shrill, but you scrambled backwards, trying to run as best you could without taking your eyes off of the girl. You-you needed her to back off-
And as you gave that thought, the thing reacted, a shadowy tendril shooting from the hole and lancing past the raven haired girl, barely missing her head. She dropped into a roll to the right, pistol disappearing into the shield as she charged the persona-you weren't sure why that term came up from your mind-and hauled out a heavier machine gun, jamming it in the face of Goethe.
It definitely couldn't survive that, and that had hurt! It needed to-to disappear! You squeezed your eyes shut as a single gunshot rang out in the silence, and it took you a few seconds to realize that there was no stab of pain. Then, a rough hand pulling you turn your feet...and squeezing tightly on your arm. You opened your eyes to those same violet eyes, radiating fury.
"Where did it come from, and how are you able to move!" You startled, trying to pull away, eyes wild. The girl just kept a tight, inhuman grip on you, and stared. "Talk!"
[] Lie. You don't know why she seemed so violent towards the Persona, but she clearly hated it-and you wouldn't even be really lying, because you don't actually know the answers!
[] Tell the truth. That the weird distortion in the world opened up and was trying to swallow you, so you...called for the Persona, and it answered. You were really slow in this strange greyed out world, but once it came out things went back to normal. Relatively speaking.
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Your QM may or may not have had the wrong description for that, but you can probably infer what it is despite the fact it's never appeared in canon(to my knowledge)