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>>Recap 1: Commence

>http://pastebin.com/i1VjfnyX

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>>44841376
It's here!

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[<THE_FIRST> opened a blogpost on 9:21 am, 12-Mar-2131]

<THE_FIRST> Well
<THE_FIRST> Here it is
<THE_FIRST> The next part of our adventure
<THE_FIRST> I guess everyone has been looking forward to this huh
<THE_FIRST> So apologies for the long wait
<THE_FIRST> Shit happened to all of us
<THE_FIRST> Life is life
<THE_FIRST> Sometimes things have to be put on the backburner
<THE_FIRST> Anyway apparently this is the part where I write a preface or some sort
<THE_FIRST> A few words of some description
<THE_FIRST> Note that these are Fumika’s words not mine
<THE_FIRST> She’s been pestering me all week
<THE_FIRST> Over breakfast lunch dinner and the motherfucking toilet
<THE_FIRST> Saying how it’s all my responsibility as a leader and that I need to set an example to everyone else
<THE_FIRST> “That includes recording what we’ve all done! You can’t slack off, Takashi!”
<THE_FIRST> Ha ha ha
<THE_FIRST> It’s quite funny
<THE_FIRST> I think the reasons behind that should be obvious
<THE_FIRST> Unless you’ve been totally locked out of the loop which is always a possibility
<THE_FIRST> Really though I don’t have much to say here
<THE_FIRST> I’m going to assume most of you read all of the stuff before
<THE_FIRST> Celeste wrote the little summary at the end of the first ebook
<THE_FIRST> I mostly agree with her
<THE_FIRST> You should go and read that instead
<THE_FIRST> You’ll get a better idea of what happened once you read what’s ahead anyway
<THE_FIRST> But for the sake of me not wanting Fumika to go into prissy mode for the millionth time

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>>44841376
IT'S HERE IT'S HERE IT'S HERE

IT'S TIME FOR SM/TG/

>>44841436
>personages
>smt

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<THE_FIRST> It was essentially a prologue of surprises both wonderful and horrible
<THE_FIRST> An overwhelming empty world full of secrets and treasures
<THE_FIRST> The sudden yet not unwelcome motivation to become stronger caused by the endless waves of Shadows
<THE_FIRST> Juggling reality and a very real fantasy in our daily lives and trying not to crack
<THE_FIRST> Hope and optimism springing forth our hearts as we fought bosses and beat them
<THE_FIRST> Feeling like we could do anything as long as we worked together even though in reality we were practically novices
<THE_FIRST> Blah blah blah
<THE_FIRST> You know the drill
<THE_FIRST> I won’t say that feeling of riding high wasn’t unfounded or undeserved
<THE_FIRST> We did work hard to achieve our successes and avoid potential failures
<THE_FIRST> Even though AETHER brought a lot of pain into my life it also gave me opportunities to experience new joys
<THE_FIRST> I’m sure the others felt the same
<THE_FIRST> So when the latest batch of trials arrived it was time to pick up the old knuckledusters and start punching things
<THE_FIRST> But as time passed
<THE_FIRST> It soon became apparent that things were a lot more complicated than they first seemed
<THE_FIRST> We had been bouncing around a bunch of theories among ourselves
<THE_FIRST> Most of them turned out to be wrong
<THE_FIRST> Even the ones that were right
<THE_FIRST> Insert big speech quotation marks here
<THE_FIRST> Only were half-truths as best
<THE_FIRST> So the question you’re probably wondering now is
<THE_FIRST> Were we ready for the newest wave of bullshit AETHER threw at us like a tsunami made out of molten lava
<THE_FIRST> Well
<THE_FIRST> You’d best keep reading
<THE_FIRST> Have fun

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>>44841376
TIME FOR MORE BEST GIRL

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>http://pastebin.com/YmzEZBcv

>>PART 2: BEGIN

Damnit Thorn, I'm about to get on a flight!
...I might have to buy in-flight wifi

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>>44841461

>>44841502
Just cast Garu and fly yourself.

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This is a dream.

How do you know this? The answer is simple. You are wearing your school uniform. It’s the autumn winter variety, consisting of a matte-black blazer lined with blue highlights and Akumachi-Kirijo academy’s crest, a thin white shirt underneath, pattered black tie, stiff grey trousers and last but not least a pair of black shoes. Adolescents with Persona potential sometimes have a few screws loose, but they generally don’t wear their school uniforms to bed. You are no exception.

You then take a moment to contemplate about the nature of your footwear. Why? Because you’ve only recently arrived at this dream and your thought process might as well be buried beneath a thousand layers of packaging peanuts. In the technologically advanced present of 2129, mankind has more or less completely abandoned traditional clothing materials in favor of their synthetic counterparts. The shoes that came with your uniform were made out of artificial leather. They were so shiny they could be repurposed as a mirror and nobody would notice. You took one look at them and decided to swap them for an old pair of black trainers. Somehow, this managed to get past the academy uniform regulations. You were free to run around the academy grounds without feeling like you were committing some sort of upper-class faux pas. It saved you the trouble of having to change shoes every time you decided to drag the team to the Blackened Void, too.

[#3: LEVEL UP]
AETHER will not wait for you. The Shadows and the Denizens will pursue you and your team relentlessly. Random encounters are the norm, peace and quiet is a respite. You will reach a point where your normal training won't do. You'll hit the proverbial brick wall and it will be overwhelming. What next, Player? Will you surrender? I suppose you could curl up in a ball and cry, if you had a few screws loose and really wanted to die.
TIME TO GRIND! REMINDER THAT WE MUST VISIT THE FOREST TO UNLOCK CELESTE'S COMPANION

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You later stop thinking about your shoes, because the more rational side of your brain snatches the reins and sends the metaphorical steed whinnying. Ever since that fateful day, your dreams have become increasingly clearer and clearer. It is as if your soul is being shunted back and forth between planes of existence. You’ve been able to remember most of what happened in them when awake, which doesn’t strike you as particularly normal.

Having said that, pretty much nobody in your academy could be considered normal. Is being normal even all that desirable? You were an ‘ordinary’ for the majority of your life and you have to admit, it pales in comparison to what you have experiencing now.

So far, your dreams have been confined to a single room. A dim, square space lit only presided over by two otherworldly, monochrome siblings. The room is repulsive, worn and cluttered, yet you always seem to return to it like a moth fluttering to a flame. The irony is palpable and it disgusts you.

This time though, things are different. Where exactly are you?

>Halfway up a rocky mountain.
>In a vast, white space with nothing for miles.
>Standing in a room with many chairs
>The Velvet Room…again. But this time, you’re outside.

>>44841562
>>Standing in a room with many chairs

>>44841562
>>In a vast, white space with nothing for miles.

>>44841562
>>Halfway up a rocky mountain.

>>44841562
>>In a vast, white space with nothing for miles.

>>44841562
>>Standing in a room with many chairs

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I want to fuck Pixie!

>>44841476
>if a quarter of the Players die, the game is considered to be unwinnable

A quarter of the total or a quarter of the current party members?

>store your Macca in a separate account in case of Macca/Wastrel Beam

Good advice.

>encounte ryour

Typo.

>Even if it's as ludicrous as stealing two nukes from the American government to blow up a magically sealed cathedral to gain access to the final dungeon and then using the fallout to poison the boss to death.

Wait, what?

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>>44841562
>Where exactly are you?
I don't even know.

>>44841618
All in due time

>>44841618
I want to fuck Moh Shuvuu!

>>44841562
>The Velvet Room…again. But this time, you’re outside.

>>44841543
>CELESTE'S COMPANION
Sugar-chan can wait.

>>44841625
>steal two nukes
>boss has Null: Nuclear

>>44841562
>The Velvet Room…again. But this time, you’re outside.
It would be extremely awkward if the Velvet Room also happens to be masquerading as the Velvet Limousine right now.

>>44841653
It's better to get it before the next player gets thrown into the void. It might also have a time limit so it's better to try getting it ASAP

>>44841645
I want to fuck a human.

>>44841685
You sick fuck

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>>44841698

I hope everyone enjoyed the break. I certainly did. It gave me time to plan stuff and catch up on vidya and anime.

Writing now...

>>44841778
Your favorite anime is shit

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>>44841685
Me wanna fuck bestgirl

>>44841778
>I hope everyone enjoyed the break.
How could I, you were not running.

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>>44841795
That doesn't look like best girl.

>>44841795
Ironic shitposting is still shitposting.

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>>44841795
She is pretty based.

>>44841823
That's a proper best girl!

>>44841795
Think your image got swapped anon.

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>>44841795
You posted the wrong pic.

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>>44841823

Instead of fighting over which girl is best, we should focus on grinding Charisma and Understanding so we can avoid having to choose a girl at all.

>>44841862
Children are non-options. She isn't even in the runnings.

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>>44841828
>>44841844
Please don't bully.

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>>44841866
Your right, we should choose Akikazu.

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>>44841866
We must aspire to become like him.

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>>44841795
>>44841823
>>44841841
>>44841844
>>44841862
You guys are right. This is a best girl.

>>44841866
>implying harems are a good thing

>>44841956
They are the best thing.

>>44841956
>One of the love interests must suffer!

>>44841930
Fuck waifus, get yen

>>44841866
Haremfags please leave

>>44841979
That kinda the point of a waifu anon.

>>44841930
You know swag means secretly we are gay, right?

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>>44841979
>Fuck waifus
Don't mind if I do.

We should go to the Not-the-Labyrinth-of-Amala this time.

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>>44841967
They ruin everything and are lazy as shit.

>>44841987
Are you aware you are in a persona quest.

>>44841956
But it is.

>>44841562
>Standing in a room with many chairs

>>44842013
Ya know if she actually looked like that rather than generic comfy bookworm I might support her.

>>44842046
this nigga gets it
>>44842060
yeah you have to choose a girl in persona

>>44842113
>yeah you have to choose a girl in persona
But you could date all of them on both 3 and 4.

>>44842046
Explain further.

>Build EXP: 21
Gotta upgrade the safehouse

>>44842046
Fuck that, man. It's hard as hell to max them all out in time, especially Mitsuru, that stuck up bitch

Who /tower/ here?

>>44842165
Is it wrong that upgrading the safehouse is the thing I've been looking forward to the most?

>>44842207
I know that feeling, man. Upgrading houses is the best part of any game.

>>44842207
That's not wrong at all! Soon we can all live there for holidays to save time.

So I'm thinking we should go into the Abyss this thread unless some other plot thread comes up. We should be high enough level now to not suffer any penalties in the first layer, and with Fumika we've finally got tactical intelligence. Combine that with the money we got last time allowing us to stock up on new gear and supplies and this would be the time for us to do it. Oh, and we should ask the rest of the group for questions they want answered, since we're the only one allowed in the data room. I'm sure Fumika will have some useful ideas.

>>44842204
>Tower

Get out!

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>>44842207
Upgrading your home base is never wrong.

>>44842230
>Combine that with the money we got last time allowing us to stock up on new gear and supplies
We need to save that for augs.

>>44842207
Upgrading your home always feels great even if it's purely cosmetic.

>>44842223
More games need this, even if its just cosmetic.

>>44842141
Harems turn interesting settings/plots into an endless slog of dealing with the girls and are the worst kind of power fantasy. They are lazy because it means that the writer doesn't have to present impactful choices or take the risk of alienating people by saying "Everyone wins!" Which means no one wins and any romance becomes hollow pandering.

>>44842259
>an endless slog of dealing with the girls
I am fine with this.

>>44842280
I'm not, that shit ruins quests.

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That’s right, you are standing in a room with many chairs. Your location is at the very back of the room, to be precise. Behind you is an archway, leading to an emptiness you hold no interest in.

The walls are constructed out of what appears to be solid marble. An ornate chandelier, holding several lit candles and decorated with ivory structures and glass beads, dangles from the ceiling. Or rather, that’s what you believe. The light is overwhelming, almost as intense as looking directly into the sun. It blotts out majority of the room, leaving only a vast, piercing whiteness for your eyes to see.

And yet, paradoxically, the chairs are clear as day. So is your body; you look down at yourself and see your hands, clothes and feet as normal. The chairs are arranged in a circle of ten. There is something off about this, a small part of you whispers. You ignore it anyway and sluggishly move forward. Your footsteps make gentle clop-clop noises on the hard, polished floor.

You are now standing in the center of the circle of chairs. All of them are occupied, except for the one closest to the archway. On the closer inspection, they seem more like thrones. Constructed out of varying materials (wood, stone, steel and plastic), fashioned in random sizes and inscribed with runes and words of unknown origin, but thrones nonetheless. The light is obscuring six occupants. It is doing this so well you cannot make out their body sizes. They could be giants or midgets for all you know.

>>44842204
Pretty sure I am /temperance/

>>44842259
>complaining about harems
>in a quest run by the same guy that did Harem Bro Quest

>>44842291
To be fair, by nature of being Persona this will be an endless slog of dealing with girls no matter what. But it will also be an endless slog of dealing with everyone else, too. Social Links are tiring.

>>44842259
Yeah definitely. I doubt Twilight would even let it happen anyway so don't worry too much.

>>44842297
>Your footsteps make gentle clop-clop noises on the hard, polished floor

What are we, a horse?

>>44842297
>The chairs are arranged in a circle of ten.
10 players.

>>44842319
>people can only write one way forever
>>44842323
I just don't want this to turn into another Hollow Quest.

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>>44842297
>The light is obscuring six occupants.
Six more girls?

>>44842341
and we've only found 4 including ourselves.

>>44842341
And six of the chairs are occupied. Matching to the six players that haven't entered yet? Is this AETHER's waiting room?

>>44842353
We WILL have to deal with a ton of drama. That's how social links work.

>>44842319
>implying this quest has anything in common with harem bro

>>44842319
Dealing with the girls was the entire plot of that quest. Name on the fucking tin. It also had the novelty of the protagonist supporting the "MC" and his harem. Also note that that quest is no longer running.

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You turn around. Oh, now it’s somebody you recognize. It’s Celeste. She’s dressed in the clothes on the day you met her. Is this significant? Probably not. Just recognizing her existence makes you feel a bit more comfortable. You can’t help but smile a little.

Next to her is Akikazu. He’s wearing a dusty white shirt and worn trousers. To his left is Fumika, whose outfit looks something you’d find scavenging around the remnants of a second-hand clothing shop. Honestly, what’s with that patched jumper? Is she trying to look homely?

All of your friends are resting in their thrones, slouched against the back. Their heads are bowed down, as if they are asleep.

…

The brightness is so overpowering. You feel like you should take a rest…


>Try to wake your friends up.
>Attempt to leave the room.
>Sit down on a chair.
>Destroy a chair.
>Custom option.

>>44842403
>>Try to wake your friends up.

>>44842403
>Try to wake your friends up.

>>44842403
>Draw mustaches and monocles on their faces

>>44842403
>>Sit down on a chair.

>>44842403
>>Sit down on a chair.

>>44842403
>Sit down on a chair.

>>44842403
>>Sit down on a chair.

>>44842403
>Try to wake your friends up

How about we compromise and just go for a threesome?

>>44842403
>Try to wake your friends up.

>>44842403
>Sit down on a chair.
Pls no more dream sequences for a while. I want to explore the void

>>44842403
>Try to wake your friends up.

>>44842319
HBQ wasn't very good. This one is.

>>44842440
With whom?

>>44842440
>Being this desperate for a fictional harem

>>44842440
But there's 9 companions.

>>44841376
I'm late but YESSSSSSS PERSONA QUEST

>>44842440
Give harem fags an inch and they will take a mile. They are almost as bad as yurifags.

>>44842403
>>Sit down on a chair.

>>44842440
No compromises. Grind stats to max and form harem

>>44842440
Polygamy is retarded.

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>>44842444
>Pls no more dream sequences for a while. I want to explore the void

This. After a hiatus I want to do stuff.

>>44842403
>Sit down on a chair.

>>44842506
>Thinking love is finite.

>>44842506
Polygamy is absolutely Halal

>>44842506
polyamory?

>>44842403
>Swap Fumika and Celeste.

There are quests where I'm ok with or all for polygamy stuff, but this actually isn't one of 'em.

>>44842403
>Suit down in a chair.

>>44842506
>Only one of the girls can be happy the rest must get NTRed.

Are we being raided or are you people really this annoying

>>44842595
Falseflagging.

>>44842584
How do you figure? Persona seems like it would lend itself well to a polygamy setting.

>>44842403
>Where the fuck is that light coming from?

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>Quest starts up again.
>Immediate waifu/harem wars.

I honestly don't know what I expected.

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Let's see if we get a bingo in this thread.

>>44842622
There are quests where the MC is a suave mofo who has everyone coming after him (like Strikers '89), and quests where there's an absurdly tight triangle (like Dungeon Life), and it would just be too tragic to choose one, but neither of these are the case here.

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>>44842595
The containment quest hasn't been running often enough.

>>44842638
Nice Try Somnius

>>44842651
>MC is a suave mofo who has everyone coming after him
We will get charisma up.

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“Hey…Celeste.” You move towards the sleeping, orange-haired girl. There is no response. She remains in her throne, eyes closed. She isn’t smiling. This strikes you as odd. You blearily recall that you haven’t actually seem Celeste sleep before. But she should be the type of person who smiles in their sleep, so you think it’s weird.

“Akikazu…?”

This time, you shake the big lug’s shoulders. He’s motionless too.

“Fumika…?”

Same result as before.

You retreat back to the circle. “Oh, everyone’s asleep.” You whisper. Your voice echoes around the empty room, “That’s cool. It’s not time, huh.”

…? Not yet? Why did you think that? How do you know this?

Who told you that?

Ah well, it doesn’t matter anyway. You’re tired, even though you know you’re dreaming. You cannot bring yourself to care any longer. There’s an empty chair nearby. It’s the biggest throne of them all.

You walk over to it and slump down on it. It feels like sliding into bed after a long day. At once, your exhaustion weighs down on you like a collapsing skyscraper and you feel your eyes closing. You lay your hands on the velvet-lined armrest. Might as well get comfortable while it lasts…

“Good night, everyone.” You mumble as unconsciousness reaches out and takes hold.

But just before everything fades into oblivion, you spot something out of the corner of your eye.

The light around the space next to the Fumika is lessening...

>>44842638
>/k/ takes over the thread
This is a consistent thing?

>>44842723
>SEAT_OF_DESPAIR
Oh, fuck, are we gonna meet Shinji?

>>44842723
>The light around the space next to the Fumika is lessening...
New team mate soon

>>44842724
whoever made that is retarded, don't take it seriously

>>44842723
>The light around the space next to the Fumika is lessening...
HERE COMES A NEW CHALLENGER

>>44842724
Try using clip/magazine incorretly

>>44842723
>The light around the space next to the Fumika is lessening...
Hat under bread?

>>44842820
A new player is coming

>>44842724
I've seen /k/ occasionally dominate thread discussion in quests with modern firearms.

>>44842836
Yeah and I was wondering if it was going to be hat under bread.

>>44842869
This happens more than I would think it would.

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>>Takashi: Open eyes.

You do that.

“Urgh…”

Your vision wavers and trembles, but it soon settles on a clear picture. A fluorescent light, crafted into a thin cylinder and set to off. Immediately you understand where you are. This is reality. You back in your bedroom. You are lying under your synthetic cotton duvet, dressed in nothing but a simple t-shirt and boxers. Nearby is your desk, on which your shiny laptop and schoolbooks are placed. There are most likely clothes strewn around the floor, a product of the laziness of any adolescent male. They would be ruffled and crumpled beyond repair, if it weren’t for the miraculous invention called the iron. At the very back is a poster of an android idol group. The girls are dressed in stereotypical magical girl outfits and they are posing to reveal as much (artificial) skin as possible without breaking regulation.

You received the thing for free upon purchasing a new video game. It seems like too much of a waste to let it rot in storage, so you applied adhesive and stuck it to your bedroom wall. You’re not even a fan of their songs. The new game was terrible, too.

"That dream was weird..."

You yawn and make a movement to sit up. Then you abruptly stop, because your face has hit something round and squishy.

“Good morning, Takashi.” Shizuka Wakui says, with a big smile.

>“Good morning.”
>“Nee-san, get those funbags out of my face.”
>Roll over and go back to sleep.
>“Five more minutes, please…”
>Custom option.

>>44842930
>>“Five more minutes, please…”

>>44842930
>“Nee-san, get those funbags out of my face.”
Not that we mind of course.

>>44842930
>“Good morning.”
>Custom option.
"Nee-san, do you do this on purpose to mess with me?"

>>44842930
>>“Nee-san, get those funbags out of my face.”

>>44842930
>>“Good morning.”

>>44842930
>Custom option: "How long have you been there?"

>>44842930
>“Nee-san, get those funbags out of my face.”

>>44842930
>“Nee-san, get those funbags out of my face.”
Kinda creepy to wake up to

>>44842930
>“Good morning.”
>Custom option.
"Nee-san, do you do this on purpose to mess with me?"

>>44842930
>>“Nee-san, please get those funbags out of my face.”

>>44842930
>“Good morning.”

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>The light around the space next to the Fumika is lessening
>Wake up to Shizuka

Is she the next player?

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>>44842930
>>“Good morning.”
An male anime MC not freaking out over a literal face-full of tits.

What's next, his sister doesn't want to fuck him?

>>44842930
>“Good morning.”
>Roll over and go back to sleep.

>>44843018
Shizuka is too strong to be the next player

>>44842930
>Roll over and go back to sleep.

>>44842930
>bury yourself in Shizuka's Shizukas

>>44843024
>What's next,
She is actually his sister.

>>44842458
Candy and snake.

>>44841823
Good taste

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“Nee-san, get those funbags out of my face.” You grumble. “I swear to god, you do this every time.”

“Ah, sorry, sorry.” Shizuka retreats, taking those twin boulder-like monstrosities away from you. “I can’t help it if I’m well-endowed.”

You know a couple of women who would take offence to that statement. They are both friends of the same guy. “How long have you been waiting there, anyway?” You ask, as you slump back down onto the soft mattress.

“A couple of minutes.” Shizuka replies.

“Cool, whatever. I’m going to back to sleep. I’ll be up in five.” With that, your head falls onto your pillow and you prepare to get some well-deserved rest.

You hear Shizuka jumping off your bed and landing on the white carpet. She’s now towering over you, still with that mischievous, feline-like grin. She’s leaning down and her face is occupying roughly eighty percent of your vision. “Mmm, I don’t know much about private school students, Takashi, since I never went to one. But are you sure you should be sleeping right now?”

“What are you talking about, nee-san?” You groan.

“Isn’t there something else you should be paying attention to?”

“…the fact that you’re threatening to smother me for the millionth time?”

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“Getting warmer…” Shizuka says, in a sing-song voice.

“The fact that my room is messy?”

“Kaa-san would certainly appreciate it if you tidied it up, but she’s not here. So no.”

You roll over and see your bedside clock. A slim, black model, covered in hardened plastic and displaying crimson LED digits.

Out of exasperation, you point to it. “Is it this?”

“I don’t know, what do you think?” Shizuka asks, hands on her hips.

You sigh and glance at the LED display. [8:10, 18-May-2128 (WEDNESDAY)], it reads. A time and a date. Yep, nothing out of ordinary. Whatever nee-san wanted you to find, you no longer care. You can now roll over again and return to the land of dreams.

Wait a minute, 8:10…?

Your eyelids slam open and you rise to grab the clock.

[8:10, 18-May-2128 (WEDNESDAY)]

Somewhere in the distance, lightning strikes and rends a Shadow to pieces.

“Oh shit!” You exclaim, your eyes practically bugging out of their sockets. “I’m late!”

>>44843377
>boulder-like monstrosities
wow
rude

>>44843428
That's how siblings show their affection for each other.

>>44843415
ya done BLEW IT takashi

>>44843415
Run to the school with a toaster in the mouth!

>>44843479
Oh god, we're going to crash into our next social link while running, aren't we?

>>44843479
>Toaster
Takashi's mouth isn't THAT big.

>>44843501
probably.

>>44843501
Transfer student!

>>44843501
That would be cliche, and Takashi is way too self-aware and genre-savvy for that.

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>>44843501
I give it good odds.

>>44843525
In this case it'd happen and he'd groan that he roped someone in just meeting them.

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“Nee-san, why did you wake me up before?” You ask, resisting to urge to grasp Shizuka’s shoulders and shake her back and forth. You’re not sure if that’s even possible for you, but whatever.

“I tried.” Shizuka replies. “You were sleeping like a dead horse. No matter how much I shook you, you wouldn’t wake up. I even tried playing music in your ear.”

“Seriously? With what?” Wait a minute, why are you thinking about that? You kick upwards and the duvet is sent flying. It lands in a tangled heap on the other side of the room. You quickly scramble out of bed and make a break for the closet.

“Now that I think about it, this is good lesson for you, Takashi.” Shizuka muses. “Every kid needs to wake up late and run to school with food in their mouth. That way, they learn their lesson and they won’t do it again.”

“Not helping, nee-san!” You shout as you shove your hands through shirt sleeves and pull on the blazer. You spend the next thirty seconds fiddling with you tie, only to throw it down out of panic. Screw that, you’ll put it on the train. Pants on, forget about brushing your teeth or washing your face, books in bag and you’re sprinting to the door!

Curse you, machinations of AETHER! Once again, they have ruined your ordinary, peaceful life.

“Oh, what about breakfast?” Shizuka calls. You freeze, half-way through putting on your shoes. “I saved some for you. Do you want any?”

>Eat a proper breakfast, it’s the most important meal of the day.
>Nab some bread and run.
>Grab something on the way to school.
>Screw any breakfast, you need to get to school ASAP!
>Custom option.

>>44843632
>>Nab some bread and run.

>>44843632
>Nab some bread and run.

>>44843632
>Nab some bread and run.

>>44843632
>Nab some bread and run.
Can't avoid fate.

>>44843632
>Nab some bread and run.

>>44843632
>Grab something on the way to school.
We are already late.

>>44843632
>>Nab some bread and run.

>>44843632
>>Nab some bread and run.

>>44843632
>Screw any breakfast, you need to get to school ASAP!
No! I will not take part in this cliche!

>>44843632
>Screw any breakfast, you need to get to school ASAP!
We'll get something at the cafeteria.

>>44843632
>Eat a proper breakfast, it’s the most important meal of the day.
Trope avoided!

>>44843632
>Screw any breakfast, you need to get to school ASAP!

>Takashi running to school with bread in his mouth
>Wait this is toast
>haha nope
>stops just before an intersection
>Girl rockets by
>Takashi expecting this via genre savvy catches her
>new friend gained

>>44843632
>Nab some bread and run.

>>44843718
You can't stop it

>>44843632
>Nab some bread and run.
It's fine, guys, it's only cliche if a girl does it!

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You eye a piece of toast on the table. It’s covered in sticky, blueberry jam with a thin layer of butter underneath. Precious, precious carbohydrates and protein. You leap at it like a mad wolf. You shove it between your teeth and chew on it as you tie your shoes laces. You bite through the impromptu meal in a manner reminiscent of an enraged, flesh-eating vacuum cleaner.

“I’m off!” You shout and bolt out the door.

“Have fun at school!” Shizuka calls from the kitchen. “Also, that was my toast but I’ll forgive you since you’re late, Takashi!”

Her voice is fading away. You are already making a beeline to the apartment elevator. There’s only one chance left: the 8:15 a.m. underground train. If you miss that, then well…

You might as well drench yourself in honey and feed yourself to a pack of bears.

“Out of my way!” You shout and push past a crowd of residents.

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You are Takashi Wakui, a sixteen year old Japanese high school student. In your world, half of humanity possesses a Persona—the corporeal manifestation of one’s personality as a supernatural entity. You had been an unlucky ordinary at first, lacking the potential to summon your Persona. Then the application AETHER was forcibly installed on your smartphone. It first appeared to be a new breed of malware. Then it sucked you into the otherwordly realm of the Blackened Void, where you fought monsters and awakened your Persona in the process.

You are now the Wild Card of the 22nd Century. You possesses the Fool Arcana, giving you the power to draw strength from bonds and wield multiple Personas at once. Already this places you in great danger, as the Fool Arcana is seen as an impossibility by the common masses. Revealing your newfound power to the common world would immediately land your head on a dissection table. To make matters worse, you and several others have been cursed as the Void’s Chosen, fated to traverse the wastelands of the Blackened Void until the end of the game. For what purpose does AETHER exist, what mysteries lie within and how is victory achieved?

This is your life.

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[EPISODE 6: FOREIGNER]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hb--IN8BrGk

>>44842656
what quest? Planefags?

>>44844070
Write faster!

>>44844070
Take your time and ignore the entitled cunt above me.

>>44844070
Huh. I would have thought we would have already filled our quota for foreign exchange students in the party. Does Celeste not count because she's half-Japanese? Usually the half-gaijin still fits the requirements for the tax break.

>>44844390
She's not blonde so she doesn't count.

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>>44844413

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Akumachi-Kirijo is a very prestigious academy. Its magnificent reputation is not undeserved, as its students score some of the highest marks in the country and go on to become famous, talented individuals later in life. Its strength in terms of sports and Persona potential is nothing to scoff at, either. You’re attended the academy for roughly two months. It’s much better than your old high school. You’ve actually made some friends. You’d say you’re pretty happy with it.

But with prestige comes harsh rules and regulations. And breaking those rules involves punishment.

The main building, a chalk-white cube with patches of green in front, is in sight. You trainer heel skids across the concrete pavement as you dash and weave between the masses of pedestrians. You bump into a few, extracting a few annoyed grunts and gasps from their tired mouths. You ignore them. The faceless masses are of no concern to you. You need to get to class 5-3 gate, or you’ll be ‘executed’!

Not literally, of course. It’s just slang the student body came up, the origins of which are unknown. But something terrible is going to happen, anyway! You’ve seen what happens to kids who are often late (read: Takauji). It’s not pretty!

You round the corner. There! The entrance is in sight! Your heart leaps with joy as you begin to think that, yes, you might actually make it out of this unscathed.

Then a spear is fired from above and pins your heart against the barren wasteland ground, drenching it with thick, red blood.

“Hurry up, you louts! Dreissig, neunundzwanzig, achtundzwanzig…”

Of all the people to watch the stream of late arrivals, why did it have to be Lenore Anschutez, the German head of physical education and former dueling champion in her home country?

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“Achtzehn, siebzehn, sechzehn, funfzehn…” The woman is leaning against the front gate, arms folded. What the hell is up with that getup? Is she cosplaying as an SS Officer? It’s said she wears the same heavy clothes all year round, even in summer. Who the hell dyes their hair that color? Also, that sadistic smile! She’s like a bloodthirsty torturer about to shove her latest victim into the iron maiden. No wonder Celeste is so terrified of her. The woman is watching the desperate students dash through the gate into the safe zone, similar to how hawks examine their prey from high above.

“Vierzehn, dreizehn, zwolf…what are you all standing around for? Do you think this is a joke? Move!”

Those are German numbers. They are counting down from thirty. You know this because a girl said them on an anime you watched last night. You can’t remember what it was about because it was so generic, but you think it involved little dragon girls and mecha pilots.

“Zehn…neun…acht…sieben…” Anschutez-sensei’s voice is growing more and more smug. Mirth levels are rising. There is a spark of anticipation in her eye, and it is not pleasant!

Shit shit shit!

You have to run, now!

>Roll 1d20 to sprint through the gate.
>Best out of three.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>44844761
YHVH HELP US

>>44844709
Best girl in her anime.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>44844761

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>44844761
GO TAKASHI

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>44844761

>>44844776
I'd say we're good.

>>44844776
We're saved

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>>44844709
>Then a spear is fired from above and pins your heart against the barren wasteland ground

>>44844775
How much you wanna bet her Persona's Artemisia [spoilers]but insists on using Marin Karin repeatedly?[/spoiler]

>>44844857
I bet it's Lilith.

>>44844709
I hope she doesn't have three wacky subordinates or else Celeste is going to have some weird an uncomfortable deja vu.

>>44844709
>Then a spear is fired from above and pins your heart against the barren wasteland ground, drenching it with thick, red blood.

Was this literal?

>>44844888
Red vs. Blue

>>44844888
She's already terrified of her.

Probably feels like she's gonna lose her head any minute around her.

>>44844953
>>44844888
I hate you both.

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>>44844129
BQ. Though KCQ has had a higher amount of shit posting that normal lately, though some of that is just writefag drama.

>>44844917
If it were, Takashi would have a whooooole lot more to worry about than getting inside before her countdown.

>>44844985
>BQ
Last BQ thread didn't have much shitposting. It was weird

>>44844985
What's BQ?

>>44845033
It was just fighting that thread. No new developments worth shitposting about and our usual shitposting veins were tapped.

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>>44845047
Pic related. Inb4 >butthurt Chrysfag.

>>44845104
I'm waiting the day we put on the mask again

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V81DlvZkxGE

“Funf…”

You run like you’ve never run before.

“Vier…”

You reach deep within your soul and draw out Ippon-Datara’s agility. Please help me, you beg to the disfigured blacksmith demon. You need his power immediately!

“Drei…”

Sweat is pouring down your back. There is a stitch in your side and it is screaming with agony. It is drowned out by your frantic breathing and the rush of the wind.

“Zwei…”

Other students are dashing towards the front entrance. You spot a small gap between two burly guys and weave in between it. God, you so do not want to be late. Takauji and Celeste would laugh at you. Kanade would shake her head in disapproval. As for Akikazu…he wouldn’t care at all. But Veleis-sensei would be mad. She’s very strict on these types of things!

The gate is approaching. You make one final push…

“Eins—”

“SAFE!” You scream for the academy to hear. It is the cry of a batter who has scored the final, critical home run. You are correct, because are now within the academy grounds and thus on time. 8:30, right on the dot. Never before have you been more grateful for the gym membership.

“That you are, child. As for the rest of you, zero!” Anschutez-sensei crows with triumph. You breathe a sigh of relief.

“Right, all of you lot in front of me, pass your student cards through the scanner.” Anschutez-sensei commands. “I’ll be watching, so don’t try to pull anything funny…”

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>>44845122
I really don't know why I even follow it anymore. Probably the same reason I read Naruto to the end even after I realized how shit it was. Sunken cost or something equally stupid.

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>>44845266
>I read Naruto

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Her voice disappears into a warble of dejected cries and exasperated moans. You are already jogging towards the main building. The hard part is over, but the ride hasn’t ended. You have five minutes of allowance to reach your destination. When that’s up, it’s punishment time for you.

You hasten your pace and dash past the double sliding doors. Past the reception, past the entrance to the cafeteria and—

“Ah!”

Someone suddenly appears into your view. You gasp and try to halt. It has all of the effectiveness of trying to stop a car when the brakes have been cut. Your forehead collides with this mysterious person. The two of you fall backwards, now having being granted two complimentary headaches from the god of pain and agony.

“Ow…Jesus Christ!” You struggle to your feet. Thankfully, your bag hasn’t been thrown off your back.

"Hey, watch it!" You grumble. "What are you doing?"

Then you take a good look at your assailant. It’s a girl you’ve never seen before. Silver hair, thin body and dressed in the academy uniform. She’s lying on the ground, her belongings--books, a tablet, her pencil case--strewn around her. So far, she noticed you. Of course she can't; she's clutching her head in pain with her eyes squeezed shut.

What will you do?

>Ditch her and run.
>Apologize and leave.
>Pick up her stuff for her.
>Apologize and give her a helping hand.
>Custom option.

>>44845460
>Apologize and give her a helping hand.
Why hello new social link!

>>44845460
>>Pick up her stuff for her.
>>Apologize and give her a helping hand.

Hahahaha you're gonna end up in the void

>>44845460
>Apologize and give her a helping hand.

>>44845460
>Apologize and give her a helping hand.
accompany her to her destination as a guide

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>>44845460
>Ditch her and run.
Get fucked child of man.

>>44845460
>>Apologize and give her a helping hand.
Hello next party member

>>44845460
>>Apologize and give her a helping hand.

>>44845460
>>Apologize and give her a helping hand.

She's going to get kidnapped because of us, so we might as well do something nice for her.

>>44845460
>Ask her where her camera is.

We really do need to get around to giving out emails or flyers asking if they've caught AETHER.

>>44842440
polygamy works for some people. Not classic anime characters. Not people who pussyfoot around the idea of physical contact, let alone sex.

They also have to be, you know, people, and not loose amalgamations of various tropes and flags. And even if they are, the players kind of have to treat them as such.

but I don't come here to read through a hundred posts of waifu wars, where are the goddamn dungeons, dream sequences, and velvet fuckery?

>>44845460
>Apologize and give her a helping hand.
You doomed yourself to this scenario when you ran with toast in your mouth, Takashi. You can't back out now.

>>44845518
Betatron plz go

>>44845460
>Pick up her stuff for her.
>Apologize and give her a helping hand.

>>44845460
>>Pick up her stuff for her.
>>Apologize and give her a helping hand.

>>44845460
>WILLPOWER: 74 points (Rank 2: Standard)
>-Standard (20)
>-Reliable (65)
umm?

>>44845460
Quick note Thorn, Anschutez is almost a German name, but not quite.

I'm assuming you were trying for Anschutz or Anschütz, or even Anschuetz or Anschutze.

Small detail but I to get it out of my system.

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“Crap, crap, I’m sorry!” You exclaim. “Are you alright?”

The girl groans and opened her eyes. She gazes up at you. Her eyes are a mesmerizing cerulean, wide and inquisitive. You feel as if they are staring into the very depths of your soul. You have to be honest, it's a little uncomfortable.

Her skin is pale, too. A white sheet, tinged with the color of flesh. There’s hardly any acne or freckles on her cheeks, not a single blemish to be seen. This is not a girl who spends most her afternoons outdoors. As for the rest of her facial features, they are almost doll-like. Her mouth and nose are small. One word could describe her: delicate, as if touching will cause her to shatter into thousands of tiny china fragments.

“Um, here.” You say, extending your hand. “Once again, sorry about that.”

The girl stares at your palm for a moment, before gingerly taking your hand and allowing you to pull her up. You notice how lean her body is. Her arms are thin, like twigs. Does she not exercise a lot? Celeste’s arms are at least a bit muscular.

The two of you are standing face to face. The girl tilts her head sideways, then a single word comes out of her mouth.

“Belongings.”

You blink. “Eh?”

The girl ignores you. She’s now crouched on the ground, gathering up the stuff on the floor. Books, pens, a tablet and some money. She hurriedly slides them into her bag. She tries to pick up a stack of books, but loses her balance.. The books skid across the floor. Your eyes widen.

“Uh, hang on! I’ll help you! It was partially my fault, anyway.”

You get on your knees and grab at her textbooks. The girl says nothing, too focused in her own task. Together, you manage to gather up the belongings and return them to the girl within a minute.

The girl stares at you, again. “Thanks.” She speaks, her voice soft.

>>44846105
The Japanese always make foreign sounding names that are close but not perfect. Russian seems to be a favorite of theirs (ex. Sofiya Irininskaya Pavlovena aka Balalaika. Sounds suitably Russian, but the only legit word is her nickname.)

>>44846194
Cute autist GET!

>>44846194
>within a minute
Then we have three.

Assume one minute is lost for a cushion.

>>44846194
Holy shit someone with even lower CHA than our hermit.

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“No problem.” You grin, chuckling a little. “I hope I didn’t break anything.”

“No.” The girl replies.

“Good, good…”

The girl has fallen silent, opting to pull out her tablet. You gulp, a tad nervously and glance off to the side. The situation is getting a bit awkward. It reminds you of every encounter you had with your classmates in your previous high school. Then the ticking of a nearby clock slams the reminder down on your forehead. “Oh crap, I’m going to be late to class! Sorry, I have to go!”

“Class.” The girl repeats. She’s brushing her fingers the tablet screen. A holographic display of the school building is being projected. “Which one?”

“Class 5-3! Are you in it?”

“Class 5-3. Yes.” The girl mutters, looking up from her tablet. “Where is it?”

“…I’m heading over to there right now!” You say, “You, uh, want to come with me?”

The girl thinks for a moment, then nods. Her expression doesn't change. “Okay.”

“Then move your ass! Veleis-sensei is going to kill us!” You shout, already sprinting down the hallway. Moments later, you hear her follow after you. You look back and see her struggling to run with her tablet clutched to her chest. Then you face forward and bolt up the stairs.

You stop once you reach the designated floor, as not to be too rude.

>>44846437
So, anyone want to place bets on whether Velei-sensei assigns us the job of showing her around the school?

>>44846526
I think that's a guarantee.

>>44846526
10 internets that she will

>>44846526
Oh fuck she'll sit next to us! Speaking of that do we sit in "that" place?

>>44846570
Back-right of the class next to the window? If we aren't I'd be disappointed.

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“You’re late, Takashi Wakui.” The stinging words from one android homeroom teacher are what you hear the moment you yank open the classroom door. “By one second, but late is late.”

“Sorry, Veleis-sensei.” You mutter. “I got caught up with something…”

“Such excuses have no use in the workforce. But this is high school, so I’ll forgive you. Especially, considering you brought the transfer student with you.”

“Oh, good.” You sigh. Then, a pause. “Wait, transfer student?”

“That’s right.” Veleis-sensei nods. “Take a seat and we’ll have her introduce herself.”

The girl in question walks in. Her movements are stiff and she’s fidgeting with her hands. At least she isn’t slouched. Dozens of pairs of eyes hone onto her. Sizing her up, scanning up and down her appearance, judging her for potential accomplishments and sins from body language alone. She jumps a little and takes a step back. You watch as she trembles, swallows and then tries to regain her posture. She inhales and the words she wants tumble past her lips.

“My name is…Aria von Wittelsbach.” The girl bows, almost too quickly. She does not smile. “Nice… to meet you.”

Immediately, whispers fill the air.

“Wittelsbach? What kind of name is that?”

“German? Dutch? It’s definitely something European.”

“She looks kinda cute. But man, that speech pattern…”

"Is she bad at Japanese? Why did she even come here if that's the case?"

“How strong d’you think she is?”

“She looks fragile. Then again, the student council vice-president looks like your average blonde bimbo and look at where her opponents ended up.”

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“1000 Macca she fails the curry.”

"No-one is going take that bet, you retard!”

“Welcome to Class 5-3 of Akumachi-Kirijo academy, Aria von Wittelsbach. I hope you have a fruitful and rewarding time here.” Veleis-sensei replies, her cold voice reverberating across the room. The class falls quiet. Her mechanical eyes scan across her students. “I spy an empty seat next to Osaragi. You can have it.”

More whispers.

"Next to the school delinquent? Man, she's got awful luck..."

"Keep your voice down! Do you want him coming after us?"

The girl, or rather Aria, walks over and sits down. She slides her bag underneath her seat.

“Now then…someone has to show Aria around the school. Takashi, seeing as you are already acquainted with her, this task falls to you.” Veleis-sensei states.

>“Okay, I don’t have anything else better to do.”
>“Are you sure? I haven’t been here for very long.”
>“What, no! Get Kanade to do it! Or hell, Takauji!”
>“I refuse. She can take care of herself.”
>Custom option.

>>44846729
>“Okay, I don’t have anything else better to do.”

>>44846729
>Custom option.
"Yeah, I saw that coming. Sure thing, Veleis-sensei."

>>44846729
>>“Okay, I don’t have anything else better to do.”

>>44846729
>“Okay"

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>>44846729
>“Okay, I don’t have anything else better to do.”

What are the odds!?

>>44846729
>>“Okay, I don’t have anything else better to do.”

>>44846729
>>“Okay, I don’t have anything else better to do.”

>>44846729
>>“Okay, I don’t have anything else better to do.”

>>44846729
>free-shrugs
Supporting >>44846755

We must tell our team that she'll be the next one.

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>>44846194
Yay some one even more autistic than Fumika.

>>44846795
Fumika isn't autistic.

>>44846795
I think it's less autism and "shy and doesn't speak the language too well yet".

>>44846788
We have no in-universe reason to know she's next.

>>44846810
>Implying

>>44846729
>>“Are you sure? I haven’t been here for very long.”
"Yeah, I saw that coming. Sure thing, Veleis-sensei."

>>44846729
This
>>44846755

>>44846729
"Yeah, I saw that coming. Sure thing, Veleis-sensei."
>Tell her to contact us as soon as she comes into contact with Aether, because seriously wtf.

>>44846833
Stating.

>>44846858
Dude we have plenty of social links that aren't in Aether, stop metagaming.

>>44845903
whoops

>>44846105
Yeah, I made a typo. Thanks for pointing that out.

>>44846570
>>44846602
Nope, that's Takauji's seat. He's a light novel protagonist.

I need to eat now, so brb (in fifteen minutes)

>>44846729
>>“Are you sure? I haven’t been here for very long.”

>>44846883
It's not metagaming, I mean come on he did the whole crashes into a girl while late shtick. Even he can feel the Aether shit.

>>44846825
I don't know, the in character logic is the same as the out of character logic. Takashi knows that as the leader he's the uniting thread to all the AETHER players. He also knows that all of the players are people who, at least at the time of being taken, didn't really have many close relationships to draw upon. So it's not implausible to think that the new transfer student who he is going to spend time around but who hasn't made any friends yet would be one of the more likely candidates for the next player. Not enough for him to be certain it's her, but enough that I think he'd be on the lookout just in case.

>>44846981
Just make a bet with them that she'll be the next

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>>44846810
Low level Aspergers with savant like tendencies. At least explains why she has the same amount of personality as an exceptionally interesting plank of wood.

>>44846924
>>44846981
I think we can namedrop Aether. Really, the only thing stopping us from doing the anonymous flyers/postings is the power of narrative structure: there hasn't been a point to naturally transition to it in an enjoyable manner.

So now that we're not in study mode, we should work on our Social Links. I'm looking at our stats and aside from Celeste and Takauji (and Kanami and Kanade along with him) all our SLs are at 2 or lower. We need to step up our befriending game.

>>44847095
We really need to explore Aether more before the next player gets dragged in.

>>44847116
So much to do, and so little time.

>>44847116
Who says that the two are unrelated?

>>44847095
On top of this i really think we need to start combat training. Not only is the Void gonna get tougher to get through but after our fight we need to prepare for motherfuckers trying to take us on.

>>44847140
Well, if we get just one more C.EXP we can raise Magic Potential to D-, which would let us use Persona Augmentation reliably and make things much easier for us in duels. So if we spend an afternoon exploring AETHER we should get both that and some information gathering done with. How about we do that Friday? Today and Thursday can be Social Link activities between clubs and evening activities, then Friday we go to the Void to explore and punch things. Then Saturday we could use the whole day to tackle the first level of the Abyss, get some more information and C.EXP, and possibly also level Fumika's SL some given that she's stated she wants information out of us. There tends to be at least a few weeks between player introductions, and Fumika's was just last week, so we should have some safe time before whoever it is (probably Aria, but maybe she's a red herring) gets tossed in.

Back and writing...

>>44847044
>Low level Aspergers with savant like tendencies.
I grew up with one of those, it isn't the same thing.

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You shrug your shoulders. “Okay, Veleis-sensei. I don’t have anything else better to do.”

“Excellent. I’ll leave her in your hands.” The android teacher claps her metallic hands. “Now then, there are a number of announcements I want to make. Firstly, involving the soccer field…”

A regular Wednesday morning passes as usual. You ace the double period of Mathematics and focus on History and Mythology. You scribble notes, pay attention to lectures and solve problems. Throughout the classes, you keep an eye on Aria. If she’s struggling with the material, she isn’t showing it. Though, it’s hard to see her expression from your seat all the way at the very back.

Some of your classmates shoot her pitying gazes. It’s quite patronizing. Oh, how the new transfer student is suffering, being forced in a seat next to a delinquent. A delinquent who has been actively ignoring her all this time and doesn’t really do anything delinquent-like on the school grounds. Truly, the girl is cursed. Her luck is beyond E-. She should take off all her clothes and submerge herself in a vat of holy water.

[12:30 pm, 18-May-2129 (WEDNESDAY)]

The lunch bell rings.

“Alright, time to go…”

You stand up and head towards Aria’s seat. Looks like you’re the first one there. She’s packing away her books. She glances up at your presence.

“You’re…Takashi Wakui.” She fumbles the word out, as if something nasty has attached itself to the tip of her tongue.

“Yeah.” You reply. “You getting used to this place?”

She nods, but does not say anything.

What will you do?

>Take her to the cafeteria and treat her to lunch.
>Introduce her to your friends.
>Show her the Battlegrounds.
>Take her to the library.
>Ask if she can take care of herself.
>Foist the duty onto Kanade.
>Custom option.

>>44847747
>Take her to the cafeteria and treat her to lunch.
>Introduce her to your friends.

>>44847747
>Take her to the cafeteria and treat her to lunch.
>Introduce her to your friends.
Our friends are likely to be getting lunch, too, so I think we can combine these.

>>44847747
>Take her to the cafeteria and treat her to lunch.

>>44847747
>>Take her to the cafeteria and treat her to lunch.

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>>44847747
>>Custom option.
Grab some lunch that you can eat while moving and give her the tour.

>>44847747
>>>Take her to the cafeteria and treat her to lunch.
>>Introduce her to your friends.
Allies in-case any shit goes down.

Malevolent(?) online game notwithstanding.

>>44847747
>Enlist help from Kanade

>>44847747
>She fumbles the word out, as if something nasty has attached itself to the tip of her tongue.
Well, that's a worrying description choice. Here's hoping she doesn't have some secret hatred for us for something that we have no idea about, like our mom put her parents' company out of business or something like that.

>>44847747
>She should take off all her clothes and submerge herself in a vat of holy water.
waitwhat? Is this like some shinto purify evil spirits thing?

>would you prefer english?
>take her to Celeste
>namedrop Aether tomorrow, when she has time to go through her phone and stuff

>>44847747
>Take her to the cafeteria and treat her to lunch.

>>44847747
>Take her to the cafeteria and treat her to lunch.
>Introduce her to your friends.

>>44847747
>>44847795
Im down for this

>>44847826
>waitwhat? Is this like some shinto purify evil spirits thing?
Catholic I believe.

>>44847898
Oh and I guess it could also be other things as well.