ARRIVAL In hindsight, carelessly making a wish like he did after everything that had happened in his life so far was probably a bad idea. At least suddenly appearing in a new place was nothing new, but how... disconnected the people he found himself interacting with was. Yu did try to get some kind of answer to his questions out of them, but the more he tried, the more he felt himself getting frustrated with their blank stares and non-answers.
He wanted to give up, but it was making him feel like his wish had been ignored. This... wasn't exactly what he meant when he said he didn't want to be alone again. He glanced around for someone, anyone, that looked like they might have been normal. It took a moment to find a person that didn't look like they were empty inside, and he hurried over, relief reflected in his eyes even if his expression barely twitched away from neutral.
"Excuse me," he began, polite as ever. "Do you know what's going on?"
NIGHTMARE Yu had the patience and tolerance of a saint; he endured so much before he even came to this world, and only lost his cool once. Even that was but a brief moment where revenge had gripped his heart and he had almost made a mistake he would have regretted for the rest of his life, but he pulled out of it.
This, though? With everything that went on in this new world he had wished himself into, it was hard for even him to keep himself together.
He threw himself onto his bed that night, feeling the stress of the day and the hope of a better day tomorrow clawing at him. He buried his face in his pillow, closing his eyes as he felt a comforting warmth surround him; soft and warm, it was a pleasant way to drift off to sleep.
Unfortunately that was where the comfort ended. As soon as he felt his consciousness drift, it felt like he was being suffocated, closed off and isolated. Yu had no idea that his bed had swallowed him whole, twisting and turning and locking him inside an old television set. Some mockery of himself pressed up against the screen, grinning in tormented glee as static spread out across his house, ripping the building apart and reshaping it the way it wanted.
It probably wouldn't take someone on the outside long at all to figure out that something was seriously wrong.
WILDCARD [[Feel free to hit me with a scenario you want to play out!]]
Yu Narukami | Persona 4
In hindsight, carelessly making a wish like he did after everything that had happened in his life so far was probably a bad idea. At least suddenly appearing in a new place was nothing new, but how... disconnected the people he found himself interacting with was. Yu did try to get some kind of answer to his questions out of them, but the more he tried, the more he felt himself getting frustrated with their blank stares and non-answers.
He wanted to give up, but it was making him feel like his wish had been ignored. This... wasn't exactly what he meant when he said he didn't want to be alone again. He glanced around for someone, anyone, that looked like they might have been normal. It took a moment to find a person that didn't look like they were empty inside, and he hurried over, relief reflected in his eyes even if his expression barely twitched away from neutral.
"Excuse me," he began, polite as ever. "Do you know what's going on?"
NIGHTMARE
Yu had the patience and tolerance of a saint; he endured so much before he even came to this world, and only lost his cool once. Even that was but a brief moment where revenge had gripped his heart and he had almost made a mistake he would have regretted for the rest of his life, but he pulled out of it.
This, though? With everything that went on in this new world he had wished himself into, it was hard for even him to keep himself together.
He threw himself onto his bed that night, feeling the stress of the day and the hope of a better day tomorrow clawing at him. He buried his face in his pillow, closing his eyes as he felt a comforting warmth surround him; soft and warm, it was a pleasant way to drift off to sleep.
Unfortunately that was where the comfort ended. As soon as he felt his consciousness drift, it felt like he was being suffocated, closed off and isolated. Yu had no idea that his bed had swallowed him whole, twisting and turning and locking him inside an old television set. Some mockery of himself pressed up against the screen, grinning in tormented glee as static spread out across his house, ripping the building apart and reshaping it the way it wanted.
It probably wouldn't take someone on the outside long at all to figure out that something was seriously wrong.
WILDCARD
[[Feel free to hit me with a scenario you want to play out!]]