TEST DRIVE MEME - LATE APRIL/MAY EDITION

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Ahh Hinoto-Ri. City of lights, questionable Wards, the 13th Hour and Personas. A city that requires your aid in saving it.

SCENARIO 1: GOLDEN WEEK

Tied to the trees and parts of the houses are a bunch of fish-like kites. It turns Hinoto-Ri's battle=-ravage buildings into something a little more beautiful. By now, the air outside is comfortable to walk with a small shirt.

The booths in the Scorpio ward are busy trying to sell you their trinkets and crops. Will you get a mask? Will you buy and outfit? Will you just grab a little something to eat?

SCENARIO 2: Q'S CAR Q'S CAR THE SCENARIO FOR ALL AGES
Well it's been a hell of a ride so far, but you've now found yourself somehow testing one of Q's vehicles.

'Oh, and do try to bring it back in one piece' he said. What are all these buttons again?!

Did you read the manual?...

...wait...

...do you even have a driving license?


SCENARIO 3: CHERRY BLOSSOMS


By now all of the cheery trees in Hinoto-Ri are in full bloom. And what a beautiful sight it is! The smell is heavenly and couples and families hurry to the park to be able to secure a place under one of them to be able to enjoy a picnic together.

What a perfect time to arrive in the city!

SCENARIO 4: AN ENEMY APPROACHES! COMMAND?!
13th hour. Although technically the 25th of each day, it is the time when this world seems to change, the entire city turning a shade of dark red, demons coming out, buildings shifting and dangers lurking at every corner.

But it's your job to make this safer. Just be careful of what you run into...



...this is rather confusing. But you've learned not to think that something you see is exactly as it might be. It could be far more dangerous and deadly than it lets on...

SCENARIO 5: THIS IS JUST AN ARRIVAL PROMPT
You've arrived into Hinoto-Ri! And wow, the weather is warming right now. Like an early hot breeze in spring. At least it makes you feel more at ease...unless you came here prepared for terrible weather. Sorry! Maybe if you can find someone who knows exactly what is happening, you'll be able to comfirm that it wasn't just a dream? Remember the man who said you were here as a special guest! This the city you're supposed to save, so let's find out more about it!

[[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?)]]

Comments

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[manhandled]

D-Don't try anything funny!

[He complies and covers his ears, while lamenting the fact that no matter where he is, he always manages to find the...weird ones.]

[phantom_envoy]

[There follows the sound of something between a fog horn and a donkey sneezing somewhere indistinctly overheard.

Phantom Girl shimmers back into view with a mischievous chuckle.]

Thanks. I feel a hundred percent better.

...You don't want that handkerchief back, trust me. I took care of it.

So... do you offer any random girl off the street your personal possessions or just the 'buttercups'?

[manhandled]

[Suffice to say, Inigo's never heard anything like that in his life and when she reappears, his expression says it all. He's perplexed, curious, and slightly horrified. And yet, he can't bear to just leave...]

Huh? N-No. Just the...uh...

[Ohhh, did someone turn the heat up in this...outdoor...place?

Airing out his shirt, he chuckles nervously but tries to play it off, despite his obvious discomfort.]

Lovely little flowers, like you.

[phantom_envoy]

Aw... You're trying so hard. It's kind of adorable.

[Phantom Girl smiles and gives him a consoling pat on the shoulder.]

But I'm taken. You can run away now. For the record, you're awfully sweet, but you can't just go around hitting on every girl you see.

[manhandled]

[Wait, what? Taken? How is this even...]

Eh...?

[He's so embarrassed, he can't even form coherent words right now. Only capable of just standing there dumbly as Phantom Girl all but pats him on the shoulder like a puppy left out in the rain.]

But I...

[...had no way of knowing any of that nor should he have expected things here to go differently than they tend to back home. Inigo deserves it, anyone would agree. Well, except Inigo himself.]

[phantom_envoy]

And... for another record, I'm also an alien from another dimension - you'd probably call me a ghost - so. There's that, too. I mean, unless you're into that kind of thing.

[Phantom Girl takes this opportunity to give a shrug, floating up into the air a few inches.]

You want some advice? You seem kinda new to this whole 'i'm a male of reproductive age thing', so... you should probably start off a little subtler. You know, take it slow.

You are pretty cute, so it shouldn't really be that hard.

[manhandled]

[First her confession -- that she's a ghost from another dimension, or something straight out of one of Laurent's books -- throws him off guard, then the demonstration of her abilities delivers the coup de grace, so to speak. He stumbles back a step, then another and another, until he trips over the exposed root of one of the cherry trees. He's on his ass and staring up at her with eyes double their normal size.]

Stay -- stay back!

[phantom_envoy]

Well, that's just rude. What happened to buttercups?

[She had probably brought it on herself.]

I'm not really a ghost. It's just the closest thing in your culture to a Bgztlian. We fly, we go invisible, we go through things... I mean, it took you like, five thousand years before you stopped screaming long enough to try and communicate with us.

[A short pause.]

Oh. Right.

...Well then. Guess I'll see you in five thousand years.

[manhandled]

You're hexed is what you are!

[Really, where was Noire's mom when someone needed her?

He sputters and scrambles backward along the dirt in an effort to get away from her, still spooked out by her...well, entire confession. That she claims to not be a ghost is irrelevant -- she's still floating and saying she can phase through things and that's just not normal.]

Just stay right where you are! You can't have my soul!

[He's too young and handsome to die?]

[phantom_envoy]

...Um. Wow, OK.

[Phantom Girl considers this for a few moments.]

Well. If you can't beat 'em...

[She phases out of sight; five seconds later, there is a whisper in Inigo's ear.]

Boo.

[manhandled]

[When she disappears for those brief moments, Inigo lets out a deep and calming breath.

Then promptly loses it five seconds later when he nearly leaps out of his own skin.]

Aiyeeeeee!

[phantom_envoy]

[Inigo may feel the sensation of something cold as Phantom Girl slips through his chest and out the other end with a giggle, rematerializing into view.]

Whoops. Snagged your soul there on my way out, sorry.

[Her gloved hands are clasped into a fist as if holding on to something.]

I'll just be taking this with me if you don't mind.

[manhandled]

NO.

[...does he even still have it? Maybe. But he's freaked out and too riled up and emotional to even notice that what Phantom Girl's holding in her closed fist most likely isn't his soul.]

Give it back..!

[phantom_envoy]

Golly.

You know, I'd have to think about it. The going rate on the Spectral Market for souls right now is probably enough to last me a few centuries or so.

[Seriously, are all 20th century Earthlings this gullible or just the flirty ones?]

You know. Since ghosts don't require much upkeep and all.

...Tell you what. Why don't we make a deal?

[manhandled]

A deal?

[He knows he shouldn't trust her, and yet...]

What sort of deal?

[phantom_envoy]

I'm new here. And you amuse me, oh soulless one.

You show me around this retro dump, and I promise I won't use your soul in any nefarious phantom sorcery that might or might not actually exist. ...Otherwise, one virgin soul, gently used, is going right to the highest bidder.

[manhandled]

[Virgin!? WHO TOLD HER --

Oh. Well. Hmm. Her bargain sounds decent enough -- well, it would have, if she hadn't already scared him half to death. But he feels he's got no choice and, really, he's new here too, and company is company, so...]

...is there a contract?

[He shudders and squirms; he can't believe he's agreeing to this.]

[phantom_envoy]

Oh my god no there's no contract. ...I mean yes. I mean, whatever you want, I don't care. 'I, Phantom Girl, hereby solemnly swear on my honor as a ghost and a member of the Legion of Superheroes blah blah blah' there.

...I'm lucky I didn't take your brains; it would fetch like, a nickel.

[manhandled]

[Seems legit.

Except it doesn't. It takes a while for his fears and nerves to settle and for the suspicion to bubble up inside of him. And if he's still got it within him to feel anything at all, then obviously she didn't take his soul...

But, as stated before: company is company. And there's nothing worse than feeling alone. Even if it meant said company would much rather spend her time scaring him and making sarcastic quips at his expense.]

...fine. You've got yourself a deal.

[phantom_envoy]

Great. I'd cheer, but you'd probably think it was some sort of ghost mating cry.

...Here.

[Phantom Girl holds out a golden ring in her hand.]

Put this on. It will... um. Protect you from my spooky ghost aura.

[manhandled]

[Inigo's face goes through the motions. First curiosity, then suspicion -- because it's a ring. And where he's from, exchanging rings means something completely different and beyond just protecting from spooky ghost auras.

He takes the ring and holds it up to the light, but doesn't put it on just yet.]

Is that so?

[phantom_envoy]

Yup.

Cross my heart and hope to die, stick a finger in my eye.

...Oh, wait, you already think I'm dead. Eh.

[manhandled]

Yes, exactly why I have to ask: what will happen when I put this on?

[He's almost squinting now.]

[phantom_envoy]

Aww, come on.

Don't you have any sense of dramatic tension and wonder or did being afraid of ghosts sap your childhood of all joy?

[manhandled]

...

[Now he's really squinting. Frowning, too.]

After your display earlier, I'm a little hesitant. Just tell me.