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&&. — ind. 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕠 from Persona 🇦​🇱​🇹​🇪​🇷​🇪​🇩​ from game canon.

[glorysmash]

TO THOSE THAT STAND IN OUR WAY  —-  WE WILL NOT BACK DOWN FOR SAKE OF OUR FUTURE.  THIS SHALL BE OUR GLORY AND WE WILL NOT WITNESS YOU SMASHING IT INTO PIECES.

WE WILL SEIZE THE FUTURE AND CONTROL OUR OWN FATE. WE WILL BE THE MASTERS OF OUR OWN CRAZY WORLD.

WE ARE YOUR NIGHTMARE. WE ARE THE SALVATION. WE ARE OUR OWN COURAGE.

YOU WILL NOT STOP US. NO ONE CAN.

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edgyearring‌ // naoya

Naoya blinked a few times, racking his brain over just who had an arm over his shoulder. Gosh…. he knew way too many people, sometimes it was hard to match names to faces!

“Oh, hey, you’re Minato! It has been a while!” After wiping a look of confusion off his face he offered a grin in return. “Of course I’m still around! I’m only in my thirties, man.” He gave a mock pout, pretending to be insulted.

“So, what’ve you been up to? Anything fun?” With his quick bounce back from the pouting, it was easy to tell he was quite fine.

✧･ﾟ: * » minato let out a chuckle when he saw the older man pout like a child, considering how much older he is. he gave a small shrug before watching naoya's expression bounce from a different one almost every second, it was amusing to watch. ❝ you're still an old man, naoya. you can't deny that, hahah. but nah, i haven't don't anything fun, honestly. i went overseas with work related business and only recently came back to japan. what about you? what'cha been up to? ❞

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pinkheartedfool‌ // minako

“Look at you trying to give me a lecture. Such a big boy.” Minako teased. She understood where he was coming from but didn’t feel the need to make him worry over silly high school stuff. Now if it was the photo incident again yeah she’d tell him. Letting go of him she thought a bit.

A thought came to mind before she stood up quickly. “Ah! That makes more sense…” Putting her bandaged hand to chin she quietly started to think. “Why didn’t I think about this before?” she muttered quietly before flinching realizing she was thinking out loud. 

✧･ﾟ: * » minato gave his sister a confused glance. what on earth was she talking about? it all makes sense...? what does? he's hoping it's not some kind of prank she might pull in the next second. turning onto his back, the younger let out a soft huff. ❝ and what are you planning in that noggin' of yours, dear sister? you aren't planning something embarrassing again, are you? ❞

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electricea‌ // ryuji

“Oh, uh, that makes sense…!” He wouldn’t wish exhaustion or sleep deprivation on anyone - even if this guy happened to have a bit of an odd sense of humor.

“Funny you should say that,” He gave an nervous chuckle.  “I’m in my second year of high school right now.  Did you already finish high school…?”

✧･ﾟ: * » ❝ is that so? i wish you the best of luck. ❞ honestly, the kid is going to need it, not only with his studies and exams, but balancing out a stable schedule. something like that would help in the end, it really does.

minato gave the latter a nod to his last question. he knows that he doesn't look like an adult at all, he probably still looks he hasn't aged at all. ❝ yup, i graduated a few years ago. i'm currently 25 years old, even though i don't look like it, huh? ❞

[literallykanjitatsumi]

(higher quality pic than those that already been tagged PQ2 Rounabout)

holy holy holy frick I stan four kings and a queen aaaa

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truthbetrayed‌ // hypnos

long ago did he abandon the name ‘minato arisato’.

and those many years ago did he meet others that shared his face, his name ( at times ) but never truly the same fate. the pages returned to his compendium as the other clearly displayed his distaste for his appearance. if he had to be honest there had been something here that seemed a bit off, which alarmed him rather significantly. 

tapping fingertips on the rough hardback of the compendium, more pages appeared to communicate with him. if it wasn’t obvious, he was mute with his methods.

[ i am hypnos, but long ago i shared the same name as yours. there’s something strange with this timeline and i’ve came to check on it. ]  was he aware of the other sibling yet since he wasn’t tied to the female half of himself, hypnos did not know what became of her. he understands if the other wished not to tell him.

raising a hand once more, he touches the pages to return them to the compendium to decide what else to say. they had some time before any shadows were appearing if they still did in this timeline, even if he wasn’t with his partner he was still strong in his own right.

[ i do not mean to pry, yet i’ve gotten an uneasy feeling with sudden changes in variables and constants. ]

✧･ﾟ: * » strange, isn't it? to think that there are different parallel worlds of his own, each of them with their own fates and own endings. it really isn't something that the normal citizen would question.

but considering the events that he had lived through, he doesn't see himself as a normal citizen anymore. not after he lost his sister through occurrences that he could not say and describe to someone who has never been exposed to the world of the... as they would assume, paranormal and supernatural. it's understandable, it really is. but a clenching feeling starts to twist at his chest, to think that there's a possibility that in another world, his dear sister would still be stand right by his side.

minato bit down onto his lower lip before averting his gaze to the side. sudden changes? variables and constants? what is this now, trigonometry class? don't make him laugh. if this supposed hypnos is really saying what he thinks he's saying, he's assuming that his sister is actually suppose to be alive? then who the hell is it that suppose to stop and seal nyx away? there was no way in hell that it was him. he didn't even have the power.

a click of his teeth before minato let out a frustrated sigh. ❝ how am i suppose to know? i'm a normal person, through and through. it's not like i had the powers to summon supposed personifications of my true self... ❞

there was a bit of hostility and sourness in his tone.

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falsmask‌ // akechi

                    though a little on the dreary side, tatsumi did not look like a town to commit a murder in, and certainly not one as heinous as this. the documents he’d studied on the five hour train ride yielded more questions than answers with regards to the case, and when he’d finally made it to the meeting point, he was greeted with yet another surprise – a meek looking boy not much older than he was ( though his eyes bore a familiar light in them that reminded him of someone back in shibuya ) greeting him instead of one kirijo mitsuru. but of course, he should have known that he’d be recognized – japan was a large country, but the media reached even into the farthest parts of the island.

                   settling down at the counter and leaving his briefcase on the floor next to him, a sheepish smile broke through as he reached into his coat for a book to keep himself occupied while he waited for the woman who was supposed to meet with him. “ah, i suppose that i’ve been found out.” he made a show of chuckling discreetly, now regarding the boy with interest. “yes, i’m here to investigate a rather intriguing murder. kirijo-san requested for my assistance, and so i’m here. you’re… arisato-san, right? my apologies if i come off rude – i took the time to read up on your file before coming here.”

✧･ﾟ: * » his file, huh?

minato thought he told mitsuru to keep anything about him and his past locked away. how did someone like akechi-kun get his hands on it? though somewhat troubled by the latter's words, he showed no reaction to it and continued piping icing onto the cupcakes. slender digits placed down the icing bag before wrapping around a cupcake that had already been finished, before handing it over the counter to give to the brunet -- a sly smile before he continued his work once again.

❝ is that so? then would you play a small game with me? it does get awfully lonely here sometimes. customers come and go, but most of them never stay for a chat. humor me for a bit, akechi-kun? ❞ since the younger male had to wait for a while for mitsuru to have free time on her hands, surely akechi-kun wouldn't mind a small game of questions and answers, no? 

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electricea‌ // ryuji

Man, what was this new guy…? He definitely seemed to stick out like a sore thumb with the blue hair and ‘deer in headlights’ look.  Maybe a visitor or a tourist…? Or maybe he was someone who had moved to Shibuya, recently.

“Places that sell beef bowls…?” He tilted his head to the side slightly, wanting to chuckle at the irony.  He happened to know of a great place - what were the odds of someone else happening to like beef bowls, too? “I do know of a place actually.  I can show you where it is, if you want,”

✧･ﾟ: * » so shibuya has its own share of beef bowl joints, huh? it's a good thing that he can sate those weird cravings while he's here then. ( he still blames akihiko-san about it. ) with a soft smile, minato gave the latter a small bow before messing with his headphones -- turning the volume of his music down by a few dials.

❝ well, please. lead the way... i'll follow in suit right behind you. ❞

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i know i’ve been gone like almost two months i think? but i swear i’m here for a while. i’ve been so busy with work and so busy accidentally neglecting my physical and mental health, things got out of hand and i couldn’t focus on a lot of things at once. 

i’m sorry for being away for so long and ignoring my babies here, i’ll try to make it up to you guys with a steady activity. ( i’ll also try to get some stuff done on my add and on haru too. )

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@agentheft

✧･ﾟ: * » it's been a long time since he had to leave overseas for... work related issues. to see inkopolis square again after looking at boring, gray buildings and houses, it was really a fresh feeling, as if it was washing over any stress that was built up inside him for the past few months.

immediately, his first course of actions was to find a certain squid that he knew. rushing out of his apartment, minato took the bullet train to the square - almost fidgeting from the anxious feeling in the pit of his stomach. 

at the train made it to the station, he couldn't wait any longer and pushed himself through the crowd of people and off onto the platform, making a run for it as if his very life depended on it. as he saw the flashing, neon lights of the square and the loud music that always plays since the dawn and dusk, he felt like he was skipping through the air -- just like if his feet was ignoring the laws of physics themselves.

and just as he made it to where the sense of liveliness felt like it was its own being, the person he had been looking forward to seeing after all this time was right there, sitting at one of the tables, his back towards the blunet. minato was certain that the latter didn't notice that he was even there.

with a grin, he quietly tip-toe'd his way closer to the inkling and then quickly cupped his hands over the latter's eyes. ❝ guuuuuess whooo~! ❞

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@cheerfulfool // minako

✧･ﾟ: * » he knew something was wrong, something happened to his sister and she was in the dining area -- stuffing her face full of taiyaki, dangos, and other sweet pastries you can find in japan.

❝ ...if you continue to stuff yourself of taiyaki, you're going to get a stomachache later on. ❞ yet, knowing how his sister is, there's no way she's going to stop eating just because he gave her a warning. he plopped down onto the chair next to her and continued to watch her as minako fervently continued to stuff herself silly.

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@lamovreux // ann

✧･ﾟ: * » it was starting to get colder as the days of october are starting to roll in. scarf tied around his neck, minato let out a soft sigh as he looked up into the cloudy sky that watches over shibuya. it was another day here in the city where he had to conduct fieldwork for any suspicious activities with any information on the supposed illegal drug dealings.

pulling out a small, black tablet, minato looked at the contents that was listed in text. the areas that had the rumors of these illicit activities were apparently taken place near the big bang burger restaurant, inside the gigolo arcade, and near the drug store AOHIGE by central street. looking at where he was currently at in shibuya, he was much closer to the areas of the arcade and BBB -- so that's where he'll start his investigations.

adjusting his scarf, minato trotted on over while stuffing his little tablet back into his coat pockets. ❝ hmm, seeing that it's nearly lunch time and i'm heading over there... maybe i should get something to eat before i can get to work. ❞

and without giving much thought into where he was going, he accidentally bumps into someone while ending that train of thought. 

[ineedtostoplikereally]

Hamuko imitating Mitsuru’s voice: I hate everyone in that counsil.

[pk-buttcheeks]

ok so the story of this is that the other day i caved and bought that stupid promo water gun evoker for the first p3 movie and i watched an unboxing of it and the person shot it and it went like 10+ feet away and @chicanodechicago and i were like EXTREME PERSONA SUMMONING altho mitsuru would probably kill them if she figured out they were playing around w their evokers like this

[wonting]

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anyone 6'0 or taller: stands near me

me: [softly] for fuck's sake

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✧･ﾟ: * » he's just going to stare at all of you crazy people from a distance.