#fistsona

Finally the people that had been experimenting on Goro were behind bars or dead. He was free from their clutches but now he wasn’t too sure what to do. Most people thought he was dead... and he’d rather not go crawling back to Shido, change of heart or not.

@fistsona

Persona 2 EP starters

“I... I don’t know, Chie. I think... we might not have stopped him in time...” okay so Teddie was low-key almost freaking out. All she could think was that all of them had messed up. It was early Christmas morning and she had called Chie. The fog was heavy, and when Teddie had peeked out of the window, she was hit with the smell full-force.

Takahisa felt as if something was off.... this was definitely St. Hermelin, yes, but it just wasn’t the same and any students he came across looked at him funny. That wasn’t normally how they addressed their student council president.... even if they didn’t like him they’d at least pretend to.

Continuing to walk down the halls, he didn’t quite pay attention to what was in front of him, instead looking into the classrooms to try and see if anyone he knew was there.

Inevitably, he ended up running into someone who apparently wasn’t really watching where they were going either. Thankfully neither of them seemed to have fallen over, Kandori just staggered backwards a bit and regained his balance. “Watch where you’re go-” he was about to be a hypocrite and chew the other boy out but, instead, his mouth hung agape and his eyes widened. This... This guy looks just like me! Except with a messier haircut and an overall more... uncouth appearance. It was like looking in a fun house mirror or something!

*reiji voice* the jacket makes no shirt TOTALLY acceptable. Also who needs some lame tattoos when you have a sweet choker?

Minato didn’t know where he was. In fact, he didn’t even know who he was. All he knew was that his entire body ached, burned, and throbbed, and that it felt as though he would collapse if he so much as tried to stand up. 

He blinked in confusion as he looked around at his surroundings. This was... the roof of what looked like a school, at the very least, but... where? And what time? What had he been doing before he woke up? 

“Where... am I?” 

fistsona:

Makoto could feel a roll of the eyes coming on when she read the second text from Yuli.

[Text]: No, Yuli-kun. I can’t come read you a bedtime story.

[Text]: Sis would want to know why I’m out so late.

At first Yuli was disappointed at the reply, but a grin tugged at the corners of his lips. Even if he might have to go to bed earlier than he’d liked, he’d try to have some fun beforehand.