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[succubischaos]

[succubischaos]

Persona 3 Reload graphics resources

A little gift to the community <---- includes menu ui status icons, persona's, battle cut-ins finishers ui, and more!

I happened to get my hands on the files and converted the bust ups and ui to an easier-to-use format. The bust-ups are semi-transparent and need to have layers duplicated multiple times to form the full nontransparent image (this goes for every part of the bust-ups). In the future, I might manually fix the bust images but with my arms the way they are it might be months, so I wanted to give something to ya'll to make fun graphics and whatnot. Have fun!

Do not claim as your own, or use for commercial use.Personal use only. All rights belong to the original creators

Do beware of spoilers, if it is your first time experiencing p3 through reload, then it might be best to avoid opening these until you've beaten the game!

[succubischaos]

                                                order or chaos

                                       Which one strikes your fancy?

                                                      Independent Selective Private 

                                        Katherine McBride and Catherine from “Catherine”

                                                                   written by bibi

[succubischaos]

transiens​:

      > Answer her flat out.          Play coy.          Keep quiet.

   > You know staying tight-lipped won’t do either of you any favors, yourself least of all. That’s a lecture you don’t need later… Plus, she seems the type who’d take your silence as an excuse to keep rambling. 

         “ No. ”

   > So you speak up, even if it doesn’t amount to much. It’s your candid reply that makes the ‘thud!’ of a bottle on the counter all the more audible, though. A distraction and a lifeline in one, it stands between you and the headcase in front of you; gives you an excuse to focus on opening it and pouring its clear, sparkling contents into a small glass. It’s preferable to looking at her and her obvious goading.

         “ Just doing my job. Here. ”

   > She’ll have to settle for just your voice. For now.

That just would not do. Refusal was something you could work around, being ignored however waas out of the question. Patience began to shorten as you tried your best to grab his attention, purposelly knocking the drink over with your elbow towards your cleavage.

“--Oops guess this bartop is slippery!” You feinged innocence, not minding the stain over your white lingerie like outfit. Your wrapped your arms around your frame, squishing your chest together with a seemingly innocent smile. “Why not make it up to your customer, yeah? 

Given how he seemed to be eager to do his job, you decided to use that towards your advanage, using the job to get your way. You leaned over the counter. “Why not have a drink with me, that sounds fair enough to me, don’tcha think?”

[succubischaos]

miskick​:

Pursed lips remain in a tight line, not a word slipping by, a sign of absolute refusal to give in. Every time she came across this encounter, it proves to be a test of will and inner strength, and every time, Karin is all the more reminded how weak she can be. This woman is awfully pretty, after all, and her voice lures her to an edge she often doesn’t think possible. The young girl shifts in her seat, blue eyes darting toward the woman for but a second before returning to her tightly fisted hands in her lap.

❝I– uh– n-no,❞ a terrible lie and a terrible way of speaking it. ❝I just… didn’t expect to see you here, i-is all.❞  

“Is that so?” You listened to her fib, not blaming her for being so awestrucken; you were the most attractive girl around after all. But saying just that wouldn’t do, and so you took to shifting over to the spot next to her within the blink of an eyeknowing that it would catch her off guard.

Your every move was always calculated, playing into what your demonic powers could show you about your targets-this girl being your current one tonight. You let a single word spill out from your full lips.  “--Cute.” You knew that single comment would work your magic, and probably make that red dust over her cheeks spread to the tips of her ears. It wasn’t entirely your style to offer praise to another so quickly, but it was too obvious that t would make the brunette even easier to trap her in your web of deciet. That’s what you told yourself anyway.

It always worked so why not assume the same would happen now?

You could slide a hand over her thigh given how close you were but you decided to let this play out a little more before involving any type of physical contact.

[succubischaos]

@transiens​

“--Ooh? I thought you said life was too exciting to talk to me.” 

You always found sheep like him the most intriguing. Men that refused your advances but clearly wanted to something. They were more fun to sink your teeth into. 

All you had to do was play innocent, tease and draw out their desires. This one was no exception to that formula. Bringing a finger up to your lips, you giggled before taking a seat atop the bar counter, leaning over to allow your chest to be out on full display. It was only a matter of time before he could resist the bait you were tossing out.

“ Did you change your mind?”

[succubischaos]

@miskick​  

“--Cat got your tongue?” You let mischevious smirk form over painted lips towards the company across the table, finger tracing over the rim of the glass on the table. She seemed to be a bundle of nerves--a stuttering flustered mess that happened to come right back to you. The scene before you playing out identical to your previous encounter with her. How cute.

This time however,  you were determined not to let her out of your sights. It was rare to find such timid little lambs in your wolves den.

[noahes]

Death is taking a break.

[succubischaos]

@outofyourvector

“--I don’t remember saying you could call me anytime you wanted, Number freak.”

[succubischaos]

Starter call, capping at 4 for now.

[succubischaos]

miskick‌:

       There’s a sudden sensation of heat that appears beside her, and her body knows what happened far before her mind does. Her shoulders hiked up, and the hair on the nape of her neck stands to attention. Mouth agape and trembling, her yelp is delayed. She immediately shuffles away from her until her back hits the wall of the booth., and she has nowhere left to go. 

       ❝Wh– b-but– I–❞ The look in her eyes is so enticing, so mischievous. It’s alluring, to say the least. Karin genuinely feels temptation creeping up her spine, the source originally pooled in her lower half. She’s cornered, and with no savior in sight, the decision is all on her. A fantasy plays in her head where she’s accepted the devilish offer, and her heart flutters from the mere thoughts. Another thick swallow rolls down her dry throat.

       ❝Y… you’re sure?❞ Finally, she speaks, her voice low and soft as if revealing a secret. Nervously, her eyes connect with Catherine’s, her face positively flushed even without a single drop of alcohol. ❝Um, I… I guess maybe, um, a– a sip wouldn’t hurt… b– but please keep it between us! I really don’t want to get in trouble here…❞

Hook line and sinker! You had a catch, at long last.

A more devious look covered your viasage as you idly swirled the stirer around in the glass before extending the glass over to her, a glint in your eyes as they went half lidded. You bat your eyes a few times, speaking in a voice just as low though more enticing than anything. “--Of course, it’ll be out little secret~”

And it would be considering how the waitress and barkeep were far away, on the other side of the bar even tending to their daily closing routine though you had at least another half an hour to mess around with this girl. You saw the tempted look in her eyes, watched the way she gulped her nerves back, it was amusing. Still, she wasn’t the easiest to crack open but at least now, you were getting somewhere.

Just a little more pushing and you’d be able to see what your current prey was like inside that pretty little head of hers. As if to push further, you placed the glass right in front of her, propping your elbows on the table with eyes on the timid brunette, watching and waiting with a smile.

“Enjoy it.~”

[succubischaos]

Sorry if this is random but where did you find that version of the image of Catherine with her eyes to the viewer in your promo?

I’m so sorry for taking forever to respond to this, but it’s actually the official art of her looking at the sheep- I self editied it to make her look at the viewer to better match the Katherine image.

This is the original, not my scan though.

[succubischaos]

transiens‌:

   > Live a little, she says… Part of you finds that funny. The other can’t help but remember all of those restless nights and the many, many, many run-ins with danger along the way. If she only knew, eh?

“ Not really. ”

“ It’s too exciting already. ”

“ Who knows? ”

   > That’s all you’re willing to divulge; she wouldn’t believe the rest and you don’t want to spill it anyway. The important thing is to try being as dismissive as possible.

         “ Besides, I’ve got enough on my plate. ” …and that’s definitely a once-over you give her. Purely for emphasis, too.

Enough on his plate, huh. You idly wondered if he was talking life or romance; most people would assume romance as you would given your nature. Regardless, you wanted to trap him; as you did with anyone who fought you. So hmm...what type what type of girl do you like...The innocent, the pushy, the promiscuious or perhaps the modest type. Everyone had a type and you could and will mold into their dream girl if need be, it was just a matter of finding out which one would make them crumble to your every whim.

Perhaps you’d try to find out while still messing around. Humans saw you when you wanted them too, this one was the only one around so of course you’d let yourself be seen by him. But his unwillingness to let you have some fun made it difficult; not that it’d stop you any.

For now though, you’d take to the seat before you, still offering him some company and putting on the false act of actually caring. You could bring in the sex appeal once you had a better grasp of this young man.

“--Really now. Then, why don’t you tell me about it? Might help take your mind off of everything, talking to a stranger you know?”

[succubischaos]

miskick‌:

       ❝Eh–?!❞

       That’s an offer she didn’t expect. Surprise clearly shows on her features, wide blue eyes blinking owlishly for all of a minute as a glass is delivered to the woman across from her. Her gaze is centered on the drink, particularly as the blonde’s lips rest upon the rim. Karin suddenly swallows, her throat suddenly feeling dry. The fists in her lap tighten, heart picking up in pace. She doesn’t understand why her body’s reacting the way it is, and the attention focused on her doesn’t help soothe her in the slightest. 

       ❝Um, well, it’s just that… I’m underage, so I can’t…❞ Now feeling even more nervous than before, Karin’s sight flickers back and forth between her hands and Catherine’s enticing eyes. The more they make contact, the more flushed her cheeks become. Thoughts jumble together and it becomes harder to dictate what comes out of her mouth.❝I mean, I guess it’s more of that I don’t want to get in trouble. If I got caught drinking something, I probably wouldn’t be allowed to come here anymore, and I don’t like the idea of not being able to come back, since this is the place I get to see you and–❞ 

       She wants to bite her tongue and pretend she never said that.

There it was, her reason for really coming here. So you piqued her interests, you couldn’t really blame her since it was well- you. More than well aware of your sex appeal, you knew it attracted the eyes of men and women alike. It wasn’t often you’d find a teenager (there have been a few) but in your experience, when you did they always had the most amusing of reactions compared to the drunken adults who either knew how to hold their liqour or attempt to charm their way into your “heart”. It humored you all the same.

With this girl in particuar, you wondered what really made her shell crumble, how much longer it would take to take her guard fully down and dare you say it, you mused on what she’d taste like. Innocent? Probably- all the more reason to see how much you could corrupt this timid little lamb.

With devious intent, you took the moment she took her gaze off of you to swiftly reappear next to her with the drink in your hand, offering it to her once again after taking another drawn out sip, a smile creeping up as you swallowed, watching her with your own baby blues.

“--C’mon, live a little, I won’t tell anyone if you won’t.~”

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[succubischaos]

miskick‌:

       She always felt compelled to accept her offer, whenever it was presented. Rationally, Karin realizes this very likely isn’t the best scenario: allowing a strange woman to sit with her and chat her up. It’s a textbook situation of ‘what not to do’, yet she finds herself simply letting it happen. She can’t deny that she’s cute. Blonde hair, blue eyes, soft features, and even softer looking– 

       ❝Ah, um,❞ Karin’s snapped out of her wandering, eyes returning to the hands in her own lap. Could she make up an excuse? ❝I find it… easier to study here, if I’m honest.❞ Her fingers curl into her palms, wondering if that was a viable enough answer. She is in university, after all, maybe for once she can use it to her advantage. ❝I-it sounds weird, I know, but I guess I’ve gotten used to it. The atmosphere is nice, and as long as I don’t try to drink, they let me stay here, so…❞

Well that’s no fun. At least once the waitress left or went off duty you could easily slip her a drink if you wanted to. You were working with the owner completely on a whim and thankfully he’d let you do as you wished so long as you continued to corral men into their nightmares. That meant more nightly entertainment for you.

“You know, I could get you a drink. It’s best to live a little while you can before it gets dull and boring, dont’cha think?”

You’d get her one regardless honestly. Ah, might as well tempt her more by calling the old man-which you did, with a fruity cocktail favorite of yours already on the tray.

“Your drink, miss,” he called out as you took the fancy glass as it was placed on the table, already pressing the rim to your plush lips, taking a sip right in front of her. And all just to see her reaction and tempt her more.

“Wanna taste?”

[succubischaos]

transiens‌:

   > …the stare thrown your way is a bit unnerving, but it’s nothing you haven’t dealt with before. Unfortunately, she doesn’t seem like the type to back off so easily.

         “ I’d rather not know, if you don’t mind. ”

Oh, you were the stubborn type to keep up until you got the victim of the day to give into your whims and wants. The harder they were to crack the harder it would be to get rid of you. This was nothing but a little game to you, a game of cat and mouse where everyone that wasn’t you, was the mouse.

“--Oh? Are you the type who doesn’t know how to live a little? How boring. Wouldn’t life be more exciting if you let loose sometimes?”