TESTING POST: SNOWY PARTY TIME

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Ahh Hinoto-Ri. City of lights, questionable wards, the 13th Hour and Personas.

SCENARIO 1
We hope you arrived in warm clothing because if not you'll sure be in for a surprise!



Hinoto-Ri is covered in snow! First you show up in a strange new place and now you're freezing cold. Maybe it's just a dream? But...you remember the man who said you were here as a special guest...don't you? Is this the city you're supposed to save?

SCENARIO 2
But tonight, there's a very old time feeling. That's right, there's a party!

It seems some demons got their hands on older musical classics. As you walk the streets tonight, you'll find the city getting into it, complete with outfits and dancing demons.

...what a way to first show up. But is this just a dream? You remember the man who said you were here as a special guest...don't you? You just hope he didn't mean some sort of dancing contest...

[[OOC - Welcome to the test post! Don't worry too much about Persona stats or your levels here, just come out and make up a scenario about what they are doing. Try out your potentials and interact with the city around you! We'll supply some NPCs once in a while when you least expect it (after all have to test those out too, right?)]]

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[stickyplumber]

There's a little shred of paper roaming around the snow.

Somehow, it is not soggy.

Also it looks remarkably like a certain famous plumber. How about that?

[shiningstyle]

Hiro loved parties - he lived for them - and his only regret that there wasn't a scowling, muttering Yamato at his side to complete the picture.

Oh, yeah, he was a bit concerned about being randomly snatched up and dumped into this strange place, but after falling into multiple pocket dimensions of partying demons more times than he could count, the immediate worry grew dimmer each time.

Besides, he hadn't had a good long break in a while. He could afford to bum about here for a few hours before Yamato came charging after him to drag him out by his ear. So it was with this thinking that Hiro allowed himself to be dragged into several silly dances with numerous groups of demons, and just goofing off in general.

Anyone want to pester the twenty two year old acting like a kid?

[bakegarasu]

The tall man doesn't seem to be bothered by the snow. He just reaches into his pocket to clutch his amulet, and heads out into the dim streets. This place looks like Shinjuku in some ways, but it's pretty clearly not. The demons he's seeing are pretty strong evidence of that - they're not translucent in the human world at all.

He nods to them, and stops to help a Pixie that's gotten one of her boots stuck to a piece of gum someone left behind. Perhaps you come across him helping another demon - or perhaps you're simply curious as to why this man is staring at you.

[doesitmatter]

That isn't strictly "older" to Haruka, but it's still part of the very confusing spectacle that greets her as she first steps into the city.

Yeah, this has gotta be a dream. Or she's bumped her head while fighting and...this happened.

And once again, I regret nothing.

[stupidmeatbags]

It was fortunate for HK-47 that he was capable of processing cold and could designate when it would be too cold for him to properly function, but it otherwise did not bother him like it did the meatbags. There was no verbal whining here, no complaints about how his coverings were not properly insulated. No; the only whine was of servo-motors that hadn't been oiled recently.

...

The sensors on his feet are not liking it so much though.

[thisclinchesit]

On one hand, at least Shoutarou's usual manner of dress included long sleeves. On the other hand, the dressy material is fairly thin and doesn't do much to protect him from the cold. He shivers for a moment, but manages to ignore it for the most part.

The party atmosphere is strange, given that the man before said that this city was in need of saving. It was also strange that he'd been brought here alone, but he could manage. "Ah..." He sighs a bit, looking around, then adjusts his hat. "Looks like a man's work is truly never done."

[sageprincess]

"No, truly, I do not wish to dance," a young woman in ornate dress that's definitely not made for this kind of weather says as she works her hand free from one of the more elf-like demons out dancing tonight.

Goddesses above, where in the world is she? The chill is all too familiar (she'll never forget how cold it became in Zora's Domain), but everything else - from the music to the populace to the very buildings themselves - is strange to one Hylian princess.

[geomemancy]

[For someone building a snowman, this turtle doesn't look too happy. He's grumbling under his presently very visible breath, saying something about "minions" and "low wages". Dare you approach?]

[ginrouken]

[And there's (1) Japanese guy in leather who's between laughing his ass off and wanting to attack the demons. Rei lets out an amused huff either way and runs a hand through his hair.

... look, his normal job deals with fighting demon-like creatures on a regular basis of course he's going to be half on-guard for this. Luckily his swords are usually in reach anyway. And honestly? He's quite warm at the moment - wearing multiple layers, long sleeves and all black apparently helps in this case.]

Never a dull moment, huh.

[He grins, hand on his hip. Sure, saving the world's nothing new for him, but the fact that these things were out in the open surprised him. The Horrors back home usually at least had an idea of how to be discreet. Then gain, these guys didn't seem to be hostile.

For now.]

[dreamsonwings]

[So...a new place is it?

It beats a rotting world with experiments involved. She didn't have any warm clothes but the doctor's coat with its buttons on, but it didn't matter to her. The one word she remembered from her dream, the name sticks out in her mind...

Persona.]

Is this a dream...?

[doesasordered]

[Whatever, guys, this dude is from Moscow. Cold? DO YOUR WORST.

But he was in New York last he checked, and this certainly wasn't New York. Nik rubbed his eyes sleepily. He'll be looking around for someone nearby.]

Excuse me. Could you tell me where I am?

[rejoicify]

Aaaaaah.....aa-aa-aa-aa-aaaaaaa--aaaaaAAAAAAAAAaaa-aaaaa........aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAA~

[A glass-shattering, although perfectly pitched tone assails the eardrums of all within range as a large mechanical sphere of some sort carrying a lovely fairy princess descends from the skies. She seems unaffected by the gently falling snow.]

Aaaaaaaaaaaa-chooo!

[Never mind.]

Ugh, dear Oz, this is not conducivating to my work. What do they think I am, the witch of the North Pole?

[She sniffles slightly as she hovers gently in the air, trying not to shiver.]

My dear a-choo friends! Fellow Hinotorianites! I come with tidings of gladness and good news! Your time of suffering is over! Gone with! Totally and completely... completified! Yes, it's true! At long, long last..........

I'm here now!

[A pause as she allows that to sink in.]

It's good to see me, isn't it? Arriving in this awful backwards place must be a real shock for all of you with any fashion sense - I know it is for me - but don't you worry about a thing. Glinda the Good's here now, and she's going to make things all better. Just you watch. For you see...

[A swish of the wand as she twirls about and clears her throat.]

As long as you... belieeeeeeeeeeve~
There's no telling what you caaaaan achiiiiiiiiieve
Grasp your wildest hopes and dreams, im-
possibly as it seems, sim-
ply wish upon a star and then you'll seeeeeeeeee
Our dreams will beeeeeeeee
Re-a-li-tyyyyyyyyy
For you and.......

~MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~

[von_schweetz]

[If Vanellope's the special guest, they did a horrible job of providing a welcoming committee.

However, there is a lot of this amazing unflavored snow. (Where's a paper cone and a lake of syrup when you need it?) So she's more than content to sit in a tree and pelt you with a well-aimed snowball while she waits.]

[whitebrother]

[There is a tall man standing out in the snow. His jacket is much too light weight to protect him from the sharp cold, but he barely seems to notice despite the fact that he's shivering slightly.

He stares at his hands as he flexes his fingers experimentally. It almost seems like he's surprised they're real. Then he grins broadly and even chuckles a little. Oh he's certainly confused about his new surroundings.

But that doesn't really seem to matter that much to him right now.]

[selematpagi]

Yukko has always wanted to do something super awesome wonderful amazing, so the fact that she was brought here to save the world?  Yeah, big rise to her ego.  Yeah there were technicalities but Yukko would simply gloss over those details.  So once she arrived, she would have likely just jump in and start being a Shōjo heroine, right?

Nope.  Yukko was getting way too cold to really think about any of that.  Wearing your summer uniform out in the cold can be distracting like that! So she kept ducking in and out buildings just to avoid the cold.  But now all the stores are closed, so Yukko will be left to wander the streets aimlessly, with her arms wrapped tightly around her shoulders.

She might even come up to you, sniffling loudly and shaking violently.  Her expression can be described as cartoonishly pitiful.

"E-E- E-Excuse me."  Yukko whines.  She bows her head whilst trembling.  "D-D-Do you know where I am?"

[lotsofhart]

[Is that snow? Like, actual real snow? The only thing that Sophie had encountered before this was the manufactured and didn't feel like anything when it hit you. But this was real, cold, wet, wonderful snow. She didn't even care that she had no idea where she was, or that she only had a sweater to protect her from the cold. This was amazing!]

[journeythroughthedecade]

Off in the background, there's a man sitting on a custom motorcycle, looking completely unbothered by the cold thanks to the long black coat he's wearing and using a bright pink film camera to take pictures of anything that catches his interest. This includes a lot of people, and he doesn't seem to be asking anyone for permission to do so. Anyone want to try and get him to stop or just talk to him?

Either Scenario, specify!

[princessofheart]

[For those of you familiar with Kairi, she looks much different than what you may be used to. The Kairi you may see wandering about the streets is, first of all, much paler than usual, completely missing her usual deep island tan, as well as much more toned and physically fit than one would expect from her. Kairi's arms and legs are also riddled with scars, burns, and a couple of still healing cuts, as if she had ended up in several fights. Her hair is also much longer and kept back in a ponytail, with her bangs constantly having to be swept back out of her eyes. The most noteworthy thing, however, is the black metal collar fitted perfectly around her neck, completely seamless with no obvious way of removal. Engraved on the collar is a number which would hold no obvious meaning. For those of you who have never seen her before, she is nothing more than an extremely confused teenaged girl who could really use some help.
Now, where will you find her?]

Scenario One;

Kairi was certainly not prepared for cold weather. In fact, it had been about a year since she'd experienced any real weather at all. She was dressed in a tanktop and capri pants with worn down sneakers, and shivering quite fiercely as the snow fell down around her. Rubbing her arms rapidly to try to generate some heat, she darts her eyes around in the hopes of finding some place to duck into until she figures out just what to do. Was this some sort of spur the the moment F3 trip? Couldn't have been, the week hadn't even finished yet...

Scenario Two;

Kairi didn't know what to be more confused about-- this odd place she had found herself in, or the mere fact she had even been able to find herself here in the first place. The last thing that she remembered was the station being invaded by Skrulls, and everything generally being in mass chaos. She had been injured in the fights, but that wasn't why she had started feeling weak. Kairi had begun to feel sick and drowsy, as if she was about to collapse... no, she did collapse. Just like the victims of clone sickness did. Yet here she was in this new place, after some weird dream where she talked to a man about some sort of destiny and a new power, instead of waking up from the pods after a nice nap like what normally happened... Had she escaped? If she had, this was certainly quite the welcome party she'd found herself in. Sidestepping a dancing pair of demons with a wary eye, she peers around curiously, trying to find someone a little more sane to talk to.

[eightlivestogo]

[Forget winter clothing, this little OC didn't even come in wearing shoes!

Whatever strange things he was told earlier have been driven right out of Lucasta's head, thanks to all this cold wet sticky probably dirty snow. He's just kind of standing there, buried a little, and only really visible because of the red ribbon tied around his neck.

Why is this happening. What is happening. Where did all the heat go.

...if he meows kind of pathetically, will someone come help him.]

[poorlittleblueburdie]

Scenario 1:
Avitus poked his head out from the doorway of the grocery store, wearing some sort of very warm-looking hooded poncho that covered him, but let his wings stick out behind him. Probably all for the better; he had those giant black feathery limbs lifted up a bit and held up around him, as though he thought he could somehow hide in them, when in reality they probably made him stand out all the more. He shifted from one odd, split-toed booted foot to the other, keeping a hold of his bag of whatever he'd bought, and tried to look further down the street.

Just out of his view, a Nekomata was turning around a corner, on her way somewhere, oblivious to the cat-phobic bird person who'd spotted her a moment before.

Avitus looked the other way too, apparently wary of all the (admittedly, not very threatening at the moment) demons and odd creatures about, and not sure if he should leave the store just yet.

Anyone care to see what's up with the newbie? It doesn't look like the snow is the problem here, for him...


Scenario 2:
He's dressed in his coat-poncho thing again, his purple and green robes peeking out from below it, black feathered wings shiny and well-preened. The only thing is, the party wasn't his idea. Nor was it his idea to get hit on by an incubus who seems to have mistaken him for a lady. It's an understandable mistake, but he's not quite sure how to excuse himself, too shy to speak up. He'd come here to sketch some of the residents and demons, and now he had someone asking about a private art session, and... and maybe someone could come rescue him from Teh Awkward?

((sorry for the lack of icons -- still working on them, heh.))

[tyrantball]

Okay. Okay. Right.

Desco is NOT panicking. So what if she's in some strange city filled with (ugh) humans? So what if Big Sis isn't here?

Obviously, Big Sis would be here soon. And when she was, Desco will already be ruling the city with an iron tentacle, ready to offer up all the beautiful men and chocolates for Big Sis!

Which is why, no matter where you are or what you're doing, there is now a small girl - who is also a tentacle monster - handing out little hand-and-tentacle-made pamphlets about the wonders of becoming Desco's minions and how Big Sis was just the best ever.

So, c'mon, Hinoto-Ri. Become Desco's minions. Look at that adorable squamous face. You wouldn't want Desco to cry, would you?

[bladedskies]

[Sleeveless armor is a terrible idea and whoever thought it was a good idea should be shot. It is terrible when things get snowy. It is useless.

...so a new arrival in sleeveless armor thinks as she walks the snowy streets of Hinoto-Ri. Some thoughts that also cross her mind are Damn you Zelkova and was a coat too much to ask for.

I don't think I've ever been in the snow before, is one that sneaks its way in there as well, and at that, she looks around at the snow a bit more carefully.

It's true, though. None of the cities she'd ever been in before had snow - not when she was there, anyway. Even during her travels with her parents, back when she was younger...no, especially then. Snow wasn't something she'd ever seen, outside of projections and pictures.

What was the big deal, anyway? She picks up some of the snow off the ground, not bothering to remove her glove for it; if it's this cold, the gloves are probably a good thing!

... Someone want to snap her out of it?]

scenario 1

[not_that_scary]

[It's a bad idea to go out into the cold weather in light clothing. The cold is not a place for those unused to it, and just walking around in your skivvies would bring hypothermia onto weaker people. Snow fall just makes it worse, the frozen water touching your skin directly makes most people shiver without control. Still, this is by no means strange. Feeling cold due to cold weather is a perfectly normal reaction in the real world.]

[Except when you're not from the real world.]

['What the hell is going on? This isn't Sigma Server. Why is it snowing?']

[Haseo found himself uniquely aware of his Player Character, as he found himself feeling and sensing the world around him through it as if it was his own body. This was not the first time this happened, however. After his encounter with the Azure Flame Guardian, an AIDA had taken Atoli's Avatar data, and used it to create an AIDA Mirror-server where players minds were brought into the game. Due to this anomaly, people could feel and sense the things around them through their PC. However, that situation was resolved, and the AIDA had since been wiped from the World and the Internet at large thanks to Ovan activating the Rebirth.]

['If this isn't an AIDA server, then why am I in this body?']

[To those coming across this young man, he seems to be worried as he looks back and forth from his standing position. Perhaps you should get his attention, he hasn't appeared to have notice you yet.]

[judgingshadows]

[This place was not what Rickard was used to. The city looked like his world, but really it felt different. It felt OFF, though he didn't know why. He would walk through the city, his eyes staring to the ground, looking occasionally at the others. This was the place he was told about, the place that he could help to save?

He's too far into his thoughts to notice anyone walking near him.]

[absolved]

[There's a shivering teenager in black and red walking around with a surly look on his face. The fact that his clothing seems like it'd be much more appropriate for warmer weather would be a good indication as to why he's shivering.

'This is supposed to be the afterlife? Pathetic.' Vanitas was under the impression that it was supposed to be warmer; you couldn't get much closer to hell than the Keyblade Graveyard, so he'd assumed that any afterlife he could wind up in would be similar.

The last thing he'd been expecting was a cryptic moron wearing a butterfly mask asking for his help. What was that guy thinking?

'Yeah, right. Me, save the world? Who do I look like, Ventus or his idiot friends?

He's going to keep walking, his shoes making crunching noises in the snow with each step. Another shiver, and he pulls the hood of his jacket up in a vain attempt to fight the cold.

First thing on the agenda--find warmer clothing. After that... well. One thing at a time. It's not like he has anywhere else to be.]