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08/17/1934

Oct 10, 2010 22:24

WHO: 1934 Persona Users
WHERE: Starting out in the dormitory attic!
WHEN: August 17th, 1934, 12AM-ish?
WHY: Bitches, we gon get ourselves a demon car. Monthly event time!

( After making sure that all of the students were accounted for, Locrine did his duty as RA, locked the doors of the dormitory lobby, shut off the lights, and made his way up the stairs. )

jimmy, millie, 1934, locrine, theo, eleanor

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highfivepriest November 15 2010, 05:57:15 UTC

They could plan about how, exactly, to best take care of this car problem all they wanted, but it wasn't going to help anyone if they didn't actually go through with it. A perfect explanation for why they were in the rougher neighborhoods near the bridge the next night, waiting for that telltale roar of backfire. Far past curfew.

And completely incapable of coming to consensus about who would be bait for their favorite car. After an entire day.

"We're taking a chance if it recognizes us from last time. It could get angry enough to charge in, it could still be spooked from last time and just run," Theo grumbled and crossed his arms, eyes shifting from one teammate to the next in the secluded alley.

reportthetruth November 17 2010, 21:08:19 UTC

William, who had been completely nonplussed when it came to the idea of the car being an actual sentient being that could apparently recognize previous foes, stood a bit off to the side. His arms were crossed over his chest as well, though he was watching the other end of the alley.

"If we're planning on trapping it in the alley, then we'll also need to split up and send one group down to the other end to follow it if it decides to take the bait," William added. This is crazy, he thought. I'm talking about a car as if it was a wild animal.

Rashnu gave a non-committal grunt in his mind.

outawindow November 20 2010, 07:11:35 UTC

Locrine fiddled with his monocle nervously at the discussion. "Are you sure this is alright though?" He assumed everyone was already aware of the danger after their last discussion, but it was hard to get the idea of something bad happening to one of them out of his head. This was something that needed to be done, he knew that. That didn't mean it was any more safe.

"Do you think we could lure it in with a persona? That would be a bit better than anyone risking physical harm until we trap it..." It was sort of better anyway. Sort of. It still might require someone to head out a little further.

ironhanded November 26 2010, 04:08:15 UTC

Jimmy looked considerably less antsy and hesitant than the rest. He was shuffling right where he stood, and a person could practically feel the excited energy bouncing off of him. "We should just take it!" he encouraged, though he hadn't been receiving much positive response regardless, "With this many people, there's no way we can't take them down!"

reportthetruth November 30 2010, 17:15:29 UTC

"Are we sure it would even respond to a persona? What if it feels intimidated instead and runs away? Better yet, why are we referring to a car like it has a concious? You even have me giving it a personality now and that is the most ridiculous thing ever." Even more so than a facet of himself lurking inside of his head and manifesting itself every so often with an ethereal (but nevertheless human) form.

William made a small noise that was close to a sigh and tapped his forehead with one finger. "We do know that this car, or whatever it is, responds to human presence. It would be best not to assume anything--such as it would follow a persona--until we have all had a chance to see just what it is capable of." He glanced around between his fellow schoolmates. "So we need two groups and someone to act as a bait. I'll be here to heal anyone that gets injured."

coonskinchariot December 1 2010, 06:31:49 UTC

Betty, practically feeding off of Jimmy's enthusiasm and ramping up her own, bounced on her heels impatiently. What was everyone so worried about? Jimmy was right -- with so many of them here, there was no way they'd lose. This car was going down. That was all there was to it.

Puffing herself up in an attempt to look bigger and more intimidating than she was -- a bit of a failed effort, given her tiny stature -- she chirped, "Me and George'll be the bait! I'd bet anything that sucker's gonna remember the bite it got last time. Probably ain't too happy about it, either."

Personifying the car. Totally nothing strange here. At least, no more strange than everything else going on. Somewhere in the back of her mind, her Chimera partner was rumbling in anticipation of a good fight, and that was all that mattered. (Caution? What was that?)

"Besides, we can take it! Especially with y'all for backup."

highfivepriest December 2 2010, 21:48:01 UTC

"It's a two-ton, solid steel vehicle with a love for running down people, that's why." Run in and put people in more danger than they'd already signed up for? Theo stopped just short of rolling his eyes at Jimmy, switching his attentions to the other two boys and their apparent wealth of common sense and mutual cynicism.

To tell the truth, he would have been in the exact same boat Trafford was in if not for his earlier run-in. It had picked targets instead of attacking blindly, had tried to run, and the feeling that it gave him that he couldn't shake off no matter how hard he tried to rationalize it: that it had been watching them, and had been aware of every action it had made.

"That…" he started, frowning at the tiny girl in front of him. "We'll have to block it's escape and cut off it's attack, at the same time." …Before it got close enough to turn Betty into roadkill, something even Trafford couldn't heal. Hardly any pressure at all.

notvelour January 4 2011, 05:37:39 UTC

Personified automobile, sentient car, whatever they wanted to call it - the Packard wasn't going to stop wreaking havoc in the streets just because it had happened to chance across a target that tried to fight back. After spending a very disgruntled two days and nights hiding among the usual wreckage and trash underneath the old bridge, it had returned to the streets in full force.

The engine's roar echoed off the stone buildings, through the dense maze of Abaton's streets, loud enough where anyone in the neighborhood who wasn't a complete dimwit or drunk in the gutter were getting themselves off the streets, and fast. It was the only warning you got, and right now that roar was getting closer and closer to where the Persona-users were discussing strategy. Any moment, now.

fairy_tale_end January 5 2011, 08:28:55 UTC

Millie, meanwhile, had zero patience for boring discussion and less-than-zero patience for any discussion group that had Locrine in it. She'd edged away, at first gradually, casually examining some aspect of the scenery, before simply meandering off. She was not the most attentive of girls, that was to be certain.

She was still within the group's range of vision, although not close enough to hear what they were discussing. Except, she had been that close, a minute ago...and she hadn't moved much...something was drowning out their voices, wasn't it? It sounded like it was getting closer and closer, and it was a pretty loud noise that sounded like the engine of a car...

It took Millie a moment of pondering to piece together the meaning of this, and by the time she realized what was coming, it was already in front of her. With a scream, she scrambled to press herself against the side of a building, and then ran down the nearest alleyway. She turned her head back wildly to see if the car was following her.

notvelour January 5 2011, 22:46:42 UTC

Oh yes it was. With glee. There was a twinkle in those little headlights as it turned off the main street and after the girl. It had been far, far too long since it had the chance to chase anyone down, and it almost seemed to be enjoying itself as it charged down the alleyways, just slow enough to cruise a step behind Millie.

coonskinchariot January 6 2011, 01:25:16 UTC

It didn't take long for Betty to leap into action despite being halfway through telling Theo that the car wasn't getting away this time. Millie's scream was the only alert she needed to know it was already here and ready for round two.

Yelling a "hey!", she took off as fast as she could up the street and pelted into the alleyway Millie had turned down. She skidded on one foot on her way around the corner, let herself topple over just enough to snatch a rock up off the ground, let her momentum carry her back upright again, and lobbed the rock at the car's back window.

This probably would have been enough for anyone else, but she was still approaching the car at the best speed she could summon, yelling at it the whole way.

"Just where d'you think yer going?! Thought you could get away from us, huh?"

George was going to have to get out here and fast, because she was fixing to just go and punch the car's headlights out herself.

outawindow January 6 2011, 06:31:27 UTC

He was still very weary about the whole matter of baiting a demon car, but there was an engine roar and a scream to interrupt his thoughts before he could even begin to come up with a better idea. Oh, how he had hoped that wasn't what he thought it was. The engine could've been from another car, but the scream... well, that was a bit harder to deny. She wouldn't have wandered away alone would she have? No, she wouldn't. She couldn't have. ...Okay, who was he kidding, it was very possible ( ... )

highfivepriest January 10 2011, 05:22:56 UTC

It was hard to tell what came as more of a surprise: Millie screeching at the top of her lungs, or the car itself bursting onto the scene. But no matter which, Theo could only gape as Millie was chased down the alleyway. And Betty followed them both.

…And Locrine after. That one he did not expect.

"Oh, for the love of-" Theo hissed out, Aequitas coming into view at his back and interrupting him with a burst of static. Of course, like all of the chaos was going to keep that tenuous bossy tone slip from his voice just yet. "If Millie doesn't run into a dead end, someone needs to go around and cut it off."

It took far more willpower than it should have to refer to Millie as politely as he did (that childish, frilly, little numbskull), but he wasn't going to stand around and wait for confirmation from the others. No, he was running right after, Aequitas struggling to kick itself in gear and charge up it's electric attack at the speed Theo so desperately wished for.

ironhanded January 17 2011, 04:24:49 UTC

In similar head-first-thoughts-later fashion, Jimmy was also running ahead, his feet kicking off almost as suddenly as the car had made its appearance, and he sprinted to catch up with Betty and Millie as fast as his legs could take him. The others would follow - he was sure of that, and where that confidence stemmed from or if it was foolhardy was difficult to say. He simply didn't have time for thoughts like that when he was heading straight into danger. The adrenaline and It's going to run over her! took a bit of precedence.

Between one step and the next, Caledflwch materialized into the air, with a tell-tale 'shing', like a sword being pulled from its sheath. It was faster than its master, and it cut through the air as if it was slicing a path for itself, free of normal fetters like gravity or air resistance. It was heading straight forward at an almost breakneck speed, and that was all well and good, except- "Cal!" Jimmy shouted urgently, as soon as he spotted Betty in its path. "Watch out! Don't hit her ( ... )

reportthetruth January 20 2011, 05:34:48 UTC

Cut it off. Right. Then why was everyone running around to the same side of the alley? Still, he was left with the Campbell sister. "This way," he said to Eleanor, taking off in the opposite direction than the others--not checking to see if she was going to follow. Couldn't waste any seconds here. If he remembered correctly, that alley should end up--aha! Yes, the other end was visible from this street ( ... )

notvelour January 23 2011, 05:02:45 UTC

The Packard hadn't cared that the Persona-users were following - not like they would ever catch it - but Caledflwch's attack came as a jarring surprise that the Packard swerved as best it could in the narrow alley and squealed to a stop, completely distracted from Millie. The Packard rumbled in confusion, oily smoke and exhaust filling the air, and the engine giving that characteristic flutter and whine that signaled something was obviously wrong with it.

It's target had been snatched out of danger in favor of a handful more people, something that had never happened to it before. In confusion, the rear-view and side-view mirrors swiveled around on their own. And then landed on Caledflwch.

Seemed like the car definitely remembered Cal, if the angry blaring horn and roaring engine was any indication.

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