Trial 1: WHO SAID STEAK?!

[pint_sized_carnivore]

[Meanwhile at the Impetus Tower... 

The entire place was silent, and the hallways are empty. One could seriously hear a pin drop from doors away. But then...

BAM!

A small figure of a young woman in green bursts out of the door, flying out of the room feet first. Theme music go!]

Hwataaaa! Nice try, but you kidnapped the wrong person, whoever you are!

[She did not realize her journal was open, and following her around. So whoever had their journals open would hear a loud noise that sounds like a shotgun blast]

Comments

/dictated

[hard_talker]

Nice try, Jackie Chan, but this place doesn't really give a shit who it kidnaps. Welcome to Castle Wonderfuck.

Re: /dictated

[pint_sized_carnivore]

[That Jackie Chan comment made her blush a little, being nicknamed after one of her favorite kung-fu stars is an awesome feeling. But still, she's got no idea what's going on]

Castle... what? What do you mean it doesn't care who it kidnaps?

[hard_talker]

What it says on the box, and that's not the weirdest thing you're gonna hear, either.

[pint_sized_carnivore]

Sheesh. So how did I get here? Do you know?

[hard_talker]

No one knows exactly how it happens, but we all pretty much get here the same way: we just show up. Some people turn corners, some people wake up from bein' asleep in their rooms ... some people even show up after they thought they'd died.

Fun fact, though: the sooner you can wrap your head around the idea that a building is alive somehow and lives off messing with people, the sooner your brain will stop feeling like it's gonna explode.

[pint_sized_carnivore]

[Thankfully, Chie is no stranger to other worlds with magic. So her brain isn't exploding anytime soon. Just hurting like always]

Sheesh. That would explain why I just got here. I was by the riverbank taking a break. I closed my eyes for a minute and suddenly I was inside a room of a castle.

[hard_talker]

Yeah, that's pretty much how it works - you blink or turn a corner or wake up, and BAM. Wonderfucked...

[pint_sized_carnivore]

Really? Guh... Now what?

[hard_talker]

Depends. If you showed up in a room with your name on the door, that's step one taken care of. Then I should probably explain how these journals work.

[pint_sized_carnivore]

[She sighs. Chie looked at the wreckage of her door and saw her name tag on it. Then she gasped]

Uhh, so this was my room? Crap, now I wouldn't have a door!

[hard_talker]

No, it's cool, it - this is one of the fifty billion weird-ass things about the place, really, but ... if you give it long enough, it'll ... kinda fix itself.

Like, if you go to the kitchen on the first floor and grab a soda or something? By the time you get back, you'll have a door again.

[pint_sized_carnivore]

Ohhh, okay. At least I wouldn't have to worry about that then. [A nervous chuckle]

[hard_talker]

Nah, you just have to worry about the weeks when everything changes, and the losses, and the crazy people.

[pint_sized_carnivore]

Changes? Losses? Crazy people!? That's some pretty creepy stuff.

[hard_talker]

I'm just getting started ... there's a reason why some of us like to call it Castle Wonderfuck.

[pint_sized_carnivore]

Yeah, I can see that now... This is like the Midnight Channel all over again.

[hard_talker]

The ... wait, I think I've heard of that before. [he frowns, thinking] Midnight Channel, you said? ... Mind joggin' my memory?

1/2

[pint_sized_carnivore]

It's a world inside the TV full of these monsters called Shadows, and we fight them with our Personas an-- !

2/2

[pint_sized_carnivore]

Wait a sec. How did you know that?!

[hard_talker]

Inside the -- ohhhhhhh, right. Yeah, I remember now, A -- [and he stops himself. because he remembers EXACTLY who told him, and why, and -- and ...]

A person from the same world said something about it to me, once. Said it was an urban legend.

[well, it's true, the conversation DID start out that way.]

[pint_sized_carnivore]

A person from the same world? Who then?

[hard_talker]

Guy named Adachi. [he's going to play it cool, for now. if she doesn't know, she doesn't know, no harm done...]

[pint_sized_carnivore]

WHAT?! That murdering psycho is in this castle?! [Oops]

/not here

[foolreversed]

[and somewhere else completely right now Adachi's finding himself in the middle of a sneezing fit]

[hard_talker]

[shit shit shit. she does know. and judging by her reaction, she isn't exactly fond of him. he winces]

Hey, keep it down, okay? Do me a favor. Write my name down in the journal before you say anything else: it's Mark, Mark Hunter. That'll let us talk in private. And I'll need your name, too.