Rise → 012 [interactive dream]
Who ☆ Rise Kujikawa and somarium
Where ☆ Rise's dream, Magatsu Inaba
Style ☆ Either
Status ☆ Open
Warning ☆ Persona 4 spoilers
They were so close now, finally figuring out who the killer was after so many months. All they had to do was catch him and finally close the case. But despite all that, Rise could not even begin fathoming what had gone wrong.
"Senpai?" She expected a reply from the group's leader but her call remained unheeded. "Kanji? Naoto-kun?" Still nothing.
She continued calling out for the rest of their group until her voice finally caught in her throat and all that came out was a strained whimper. They were all gone. She was more than certain that they had just been there but all that was left now was the fog and the desolate terrain of the killer's twisted mind.
A boisterous laugh echoed throughout, and Rise snapped her head upward looking for the source. "What the long face, Risette? What ever happened to that smile you put on for your fans? Was it all just a facade?" Although he was nowhere to be seen, Adachi's voice dripped with sarcasm with every word that came from his mouth. His own facade had been broken down as soon as he made his escape into the TV World. Only yesterday he had seemed like a bumbling detective trying to get his act together. In no way had Rise expected him to be a cold-blooded killer.
Looking towards the red and black sky, Rise screamed out in response. "What do you know? As if you have any right to say those things!"
The sound of his laughter filled her ears once more. "Trying to act all tough, are we? But that's all you can do, can't you? Act? You can't do anything by yourself. It's a real shame that an idol would have you go that way. Imagine what the headlines would read. 'Inaba murders continue with death of an idol.'" As if on cue, the shadows began sprouting out of their hiding places and making their way towards the girl.
As much as she hated to admit it, he was right. There was nothing she could do on her own. At least not in the TV World. She never joined the others in a fight and she didn't possess the skills to fend off the shadows on her own. The best she could do was run, avoiding the shadows with Kanzeon's help. But despite her efforts all she could do was crumple to the floor in fear.
With her hands clamped over her ears to block Adachi's laughter, Rise let out a whimper for help. "S-Somebody... A-an-anybody--"
Where ☆ Rise's dream, Magatsu Inaba
Style ☆ Either
Status ☆ Open
Warning ☆ Persona 4 spoilers
They were so close now, finally figuring out who the killer was after so many months. All they had to do was catch him and finally close the case. But despite all that, Rise could not even begin fathoming what had gone wrong.
"Senpai?" She expected a reply from the group's leader but her call remained unheeded. "Kanji? Naoto-kun?" Still nothing.
She continued calling out for the rest of their group until her voice finally caught in her throat and all that came out was a strained whimper. They were all gone. She was more than certain that they had just been there but all that was left now was the fog and the desolate terrain of the killer's twisted mind.
A boisterous laugh echoed throughout, and Rise snapped her head upward looking for the source. "What the long face, Risette? What ever happened to that smile you put on for your fans? Was it all just a facade?" Although he was nowhere to be seen, Adachi's voice dripped with sarcasm with every word that came from his mouth. His own facade had been broken down as soon as he made his escape into the TV World. Only yesterday he had seemed like a bumbling detective trying to get his act together. In no way had Rise expected him to be a cold-blooded killer.
Looking towards the red and black sky, Rise screamed out in response. "What do you know? As if you have any right to say those things!"
The sound of his laughter filled her ears once more. "Trying to act all tough, are we? But that's all you can do, can't you? Act? You can't do anything by yourself. It's a real shame that an idol would have you go that way. Imagine what the headlines would read. 'Inaba murders continue with death of an idol.'" As if on cue, the shadows began sprouting out of their hiding places and making their way towards the girl.
As much as she hated to admit it, he was right. There was nothing she could do on her own. At least not in the TV World. She never joined the others in a fight and she didn't possess the skills to fend off the shadows on her own. The best she could do was run, avoiding the shadows with Kanzeon's help. But despite her efforts all she could do was crumple to the floor in fear.
With her hands clamped over her ears to block Adachi's laughter, Rise let out a whimper for help. "S-Somebody... A-an-anybody--"