ᴅᴀʀᴇᴅᴇᴠɪʟ, ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ʜɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ.

[chemex]

Who: Akira Kurusu, Goro Akechi, Nikolai Gogol, and anyone interested in some shenanigans!
Where: A handful of locations around Aldrip
What: Akira and Goro have decided to do some people-watching to determine the identity of Gogol's farce to fake his death.
Warnings: There's a closed prompt that's gonna result in half a centimeter from death, but otherwise the only real warnings are that Goro and Gogol are involved in this log. ...probably a lot of innuendo and stupid teenager bullshittery, also.



[Picture this; it's a normal Wednesday in Aldrip, the weather is reasonable, you're going about your daily life. There's been some craziness lately, hasn't there? Some clown stole some organs, some people got messed up getting those organs back, and then some more people got messed up killing the clown. Yikes!]

[What you may not realize, is during the Killing of the Clown™️, some more things were stolen. Goro took it upon himself to steal Gogol's cloak and tablet, and... Well. As it turned out, Gogol's death was merely temporary, try as he might to convince others he was gone for good. He'd like his things back, but he's currently under the guise of an unassuming Salaryman...,]

[Cut back to this perfectly pleasant, normal Wednesday! Goro Akechi has opted to attempt to sniff out Gogol's trickery, once and for all. With the help of his partner (in crime and everything else), they have stationed themselves in separate areas of the city, connected by a seemlingly innocuous phone call, enjoying the weather and doing some good old-fashioned detective work by way of people watching. What could possibly go wrong?]

//ooc; please do not reply to this main post! comments will go up shortly for both goro and akira, as well as a third closed prompt. pick who you'd like to interact with, or hassle them both! reply to their comments for any and all sort of shenanigans, centering on your character's basic daily life in aldrip. :>

Comments

[totheno1]

[Nanjo briefly looks over at first...then decides not to do anything. As long as Akira isn't getting too close to THE #1 SCARF™ then he'll be fine.]

2016...16 years in my own future.

[He'll be 36 by then. It's a bit tempting to ask how he's doing then, but he isn't as completely brash as to think that he'd be known by everyone, his own personal goals are not. Besides, he's pretty certain his own friends would...actually no never mind, they'd probably be pressing Akira with a million questions about the future. Nanjo would rather keep some things up to imagination, least it ends up affecting his own actions.]

[At least Akira is polite enough to ask for the phone, although Kei seems hesitant at first before he finally deposits it into the other's hands. It's pretty much a paperweight due to being non rechargeable right now, but it still is something from home.]

I suppose that is one way to look at it. My own experience makes me hesitant to leave anything at chance. [He'll politely wait for Akira to 'play' with the phone before asking;]

You mentioned something about Wildcards. We've never used that term...what does it mean, exactly?

[chemex]

[Akira handles the phone carefully, humming at the notion of being literally sixteen years ahead of this dude-- no wonder he's a grandpa in the skin of a young adult. Flipping it open, he turns it over in his hands a few times before flipping it back closed and handing it back.] My dad had one of those when I was a kid. [A Motorola family, likely.]

[He scrunches his face at the question about Wildcards. What the fuck does it mean, actually?] It's used by the Velvet Room guys, with one other that is unique, at least in my case? Lavenza calls me Trickster.

[totheno1]

That means the proposed prototype passed production, then. I had a feeling it would be.

[Oh. So it's a fancy old-school gadget that's not even out in public yet in his time.]

[He puts it back into his pocket in silence, thinking about Kurusu's words again. At his estimated age of Akira of 17 (based on his own experience awakening as a Persona user, it's SUPER SCIENTIFIC OKAY), it means he was probably not even a year old before Kei came here.]

Igor, Belladonna and Nameless never gave us any nicknames. [Us. There's enough implications there.] When I returned three years later, the only new member was the Demon Painter, but he was apparently human, and his role was to aid us by making tarot cards. I suspect that visits have changed in the future, even if time is irrelevant to the Velvet Room.

[chemex]

[Who knows what with all that 20XX bullshit. Smfh Atlus give us actual years.]

[He blinks, tilting his head slowly.] Nameless? Dang, I'd be coming up with a nickname immediately for that guy. Dunno if I'm glad to hear Igor's been fucking with us since I was in diapers or not.

[totheno1]

[But where would the Megaman jokes be??]

[Akira, why do you feelleader-like, and then suddenly speaking and swearing like...well like a teenager from the future? He coughs again.] ...well...Mister Akira, I would not blame Igor as much as the proprietor of the Velvet Room itself. He is...was there to aid us, after all, as were all the residents.

[chemex]

[Sorry, Nanjo, he is kind of both. He tuts at him softly.] I promise you don't have to call me Mister, just Akira is fine.

[He grimaces a bit, shrugging.] Most of the time I wasn't seeing Igor, anyway, I guess.

[totheno1]

Young man...[Cough. cough.] It is...difficult not to be so...polite.

[Plus, you know the whole Japanese first name basis...he'll try, however.]

[Probably.]

You were not? That is rather confusing...[Unless? No...Akira would notice Kei tensing up briefly.] I hope 'he's' not back either.