Oh, hey, we're at the US legal drinking age now.
No, where I live you can drink if you're under 21 provided you're on private premises and not causing a disturbance.
I thought all humans needed to drink at any age.
*sigh*
Ever notice this is common? We just ramble about random trivial bullshit no one cares about?
I've noticed. I've definitely noticed.
Raze Olympus : I think to say he has a "Bipolar Disorder" is putting it lightly... extremely lightly.
He is a cunt though... Hey, is Kotone ever going to join us in here?
We wanted to, but she still hasn't recovered from last chapter's... implications.
Explain.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
... Point taken.
clevernameeh : Well, no one has pleasant nightmares. Though, I'm still wondering if I trolled you for a second.
Robo-bitch, the master cockblocker!
A what?
She interrupted everything before it could lead to something good.
Oh...
What the hell do I live with? How insane must *I* be in order to think for these 2 all the time?! God, I'm going to lose my mind.
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Makoto tapped his foot while leaning against the wall and listening to his earphone with his eyes closed. It'd been three days since he'd come back from Yakushima, so it was time for an update.
It wasn't hard to get his number off of SEES with the excuse of having it in case he changes his mind, or if they need his help, or any of that nonsense. These people were so easy to lie to that it was honestly a little baffling.
No wonder these idiots were going to be betrayed by Ikutsuki eventually; They have far too much faith in people.
"He's here." Pharos alerted his friend before disappearing to let him take care of everything.
"Took you long enough, old clown." Makoto insulted the old man as he took off his earphones "You better have something."
"I investigated into the organization, and I can indeed confirm that they were part of a project by the Kirijo group." Ikutsuki explained as he flipped through papers that he was carrying "The project itself was to see if one could artificially awaken a persona within someone."
"Let me guess, they fucked it up?" Makoto sneered at the group's plethora of failures
"Those that survived the process soon lost control of their new personas and were given special pills to keep them under control." Ikutsuki continued "Unfortunately, the pills also come with dangerous including damaging the endocrine system and many other vital organs."
"And so most of them died." Makoto concluded, there was no way that many of them could live with having to rely on those pills for long "So what? Are they the only ones alive?"
"The records only show that three of them survived when the project was deemed a failure." Ikutsuki said as he stopped looking at the papers and back at the boy "I trust this information is sufficient?"
"Eh, for now." Makoto answered as he began to walk away from the alley "Be ready when I call you, old pig!" he shouted as a reminder. Informant or not, Ikutsuki was even worse than SEES in so many ways. One was trying to clean up Kirijo's mess without them ever having to truly atone for what they had done, and the other just wanted to use them.
Ikutsuki was just as much as a monster as Makoto was in the end, the only difference is that Makoto had accepted what he was a long time ago. Ikutsuki? He was just a parasite that deserved nothing more than to be squashed.
Paulownia Mall
With his earphones still in his ears, Makoto wandered Port Island's popular mall that was progressively getting less and less populated as more and more people became one of the 'Lost'.
Not even concerned if anyone else was in the area watching, he decided to give the crane machine another go.
The boy continuously mouthed 'Come one' as he fiddled with the machine to get the item of his choosing. While he viewed this as a bit childish, he didn't really care at this point anymore. Things like this were the only thing he could do to feel close to the other half of himself he lost years ago.
He'd already mastered these things a long time ago, within a just a few moments, Makoto was holding his very own plushie of Jack O' Lantern ; Minako's favorite of the so called 'Jack Bros'.
She used to always get upset that there was never a female version of one of them, at least, none that they could find. But for some reason, she took a liking to this one while he took a personal liking to Jack Frost if he was being honest.
When he gets home, the Jack Bros would be reunited... But Minato/Makoto and Minako never will.
Shaking those thoughts out of his head, he was about to leave before he noticed a familiar girl sitting on a bench.
Well, well, well... Makoto thought as he approached the girl. She seemed to be drawing in some sketchbook of hers.
All that needed to happen was for Pharos to reappear again, and the girl stopped drawing instantly as she felt the same emptiness she had felt weeks ago.
"Remember me. Chidori? That is your name, right?" Makoto asked as he sat next to the girl
"How did you find me?" She asked, her voice was still as soft as the last time they met.
"You're in public, idiot." He chastised as he looked forward, trying his best to make this seem like a casual conversation to anyone at first glance "In what is essentially a social center to while wearing a gothic dress."
"So what are you going to do?" She asked, there didn't seem to be any fear in her voice. Either she was confident Makoto wasn't going to do anything, or he wasn't the only one here who wasn't afraid of dying.
"Again, public." He reminded her, regardless if he wanted to or not, he wasn't going to be able to touch her as long as time was advancing normally "I've noticed I haven't had a grenade thrown at me. What gives?"
"A much more important matter concerns us." She answered as she continued drawing "I wouldn't advise getting any closer to them than you already have. Takaya just might forget about you if you're lucky."
"Careful, you might get blood on your drawing." As he said this, Chidori barely managed to stop a droplet of her own blood from falling from her wrist to the sketchbook beneath her "Cutter, eh? So do I, but I heal."
"What do you want?" Chidori decided to get to the point "You'll get nothing from me, so what is it?"
"I was bored and you were here." He answered as he stood back up, she didn't know it, but she had already told him all he needed to know "See ya later."
Chidori watched as the bluenette left and the feeling of emptiness left with him. She had a feeling that if she tried to follow him, she'd just be falling into some sort of trap.
But, what was that emptiness she felt? When she approached it before, he had a violent outrage and the look of pure murderous intent in his eyes. What was this feeling, and more importantly, what was he?
Meanwhile, Makoto was left with his little friend to think with.
"Looks like SEES is in the same boat as me, huh?" The bluenette said to his little plus one "They seem to really like the Dark Hour for whatever reason, guess they found out SEES intend to destroy it."
They were all idiots. Not even they could see the fact that Apathy Syndrome was only coming back stronger and stronger? How would they even conclude that to begin with?! No, someone would have to be close to a member of SEES, or at least, know someone who was other than him.
"Do you think Shinjiro could've told them?" Pharos asked, that boy was the only one they knew who fit the bill. He seemed to be on friendly terms with Akihiko, and he also seemed to be buying pills off of them. Drugs for info, it made perfect sense.
"He can't control his persona, so he must be buying their drugs to keep it stable." Makoto explained what the evidence was pointing to "Doubt he did it with the intent to have SEES killed, but it's what he did."
"Are we going to do anything?" Pharos asked concerned, while he prioritized Makoto over anyone, he was taking a personal liking to SEES. While he knew that his friend desired vengeance at the moment, he only desired Makoto's happiness and hoped that he might manage to achieve it through non-lethal means. Still, it was for the bluenette to decide.
Warn them... Minato pleaded with what could only be described as his other self. He didn't possess the same hatred for Kirijo and the rest like Makoto did, quite the opposite actually. Furthermore, there was another reason he'd want SEES to be safe...
"Pf, Fuck 'em." Makoto scoffed at the idea, he was going to have to kill them eventually. Who cares if Strega kills a few first? "Up for a trip to Tartarus tonight?"
"Hmm..." Pharos thought to himself for a moment "Are Kotone and her friends going to be there too?"
Makoto grunted for a moment as he remembered what had almost happened on the boat when both he and the rest of SEES were leaving Yakushima.
The boy brought a hand to his lips as he remembered what almost happened between him and Kotone. Actually, it'd be more accurate to say between Minato and Kotone given that he was in control at the moment.
Not only that, but it was something that to a lesser extent affected him too. No, it's something that affected the very foundation in which both of them exist on. Whatever feelings Minato had was also shared by the same thing that made up both him and Makoto.
However, there was one thing that prevented Makoto from ever indulging himself in such things.
Even if this feeling was what he thought, she had allied herself with Kirijo. As far as he was concerned, she was just as responsible for what had happened to him and his family.
Besides, why indulge the feelings of a dead man?
"Don't know, should probably go undisguised just in case." Makoto answered his friends question before putting on his earphones and walking home while the world continued around him.
Dorm
Kotone stared at the ceiling while lying on her bed with her earphones on as she thought to herself.
It'd been three days, but what had happened when they were leaving Yakushima was still fresh on her mind both today and the two previous ones.
There was so much that had happened in that moment, was she actually about to kiss him?
She knew that he wasn't well mentally. She already knew that when she was talking to him, she was basically talking to two people at the same time and basically taking a gamble on which one she was interacting with.
She knew that his 'Makoto' side was normally rude and impatient with an occasionally softer side if one tried hard enough to reach it. He also possessed what she assumed was his Minato side was much nicer and was more of a team player.
She knew that this would cause problems. It was dangerous for a leader to have emotional entanglements to begin with, and while he may not have been a member of SEES, he still liked to join on operations which could cloud her judgement. There's also the fact that Aigis (for whatever reason) seemed to hate the boy and discouraged her from interacting with him.
She knew that his Makoto side wasn't kind to her teammates. While they had grown more tolerant of him over time, they still didn't have much love for him.
That's not to mention the fact that it was probably just the heat of the moment. After all, she was just acting weird like normal after he said something nice and after a nice vacation that they both had fun on.
If she thought about like that, then there was absolutely no problem! It was just the heat of the moment and she didn't know how to react so that happened.
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So why couldn't she stop thinking about it!
That was it! It was settled! He hasn't brought it up since and is probably over it, so why can't she!
She definitely couldn't stay here thinking about it since her social links take priority, so it's best to just stop thinking about it!
Kotone groaned as her MP3 player died and she had to sit up to connect it to its charger. She must've been listening to it for hours straight if the batteries on that thing ran out.
Kotone Shiomi was the leader of SEES, people trusted to rid the world of a cursed hour responsible for the brain death of countless people by battling monsters known as shadows by summoning mythical creatures by shooting herself in the head with a gun-like object known as an Evoker...
... And THIS is what her mind was occupied with?!
With a sigh, Kotone climbed out of bed, there was still enough time to squeeze in a link during the day and another at night. Or maybe just settle on studying before bed instead?
Come to think of it, Minato/Makoto was her link, too.
Kotone ruffled her hair in frustration, she was thinking about it again! Why couldn't it just end?
With one more sigh, she left her room and descended down the stairs. Whether she liked it or not, there was one simple fact that she had to accept.
She was falling for a madman.
Streets
Makoto kept his hands in his pocket as he made his way to the giant tower.
Even now, the Dark Hour provided a certain amount of comfort to him. He had heard that Yukari claimed that it stole one's innocence, what an idiot.
Innocence? It was nothing but a way to blind one's self from the true cruelties of this world, this hour was nothing but an illuminator. All it has done is reveal to a select few what the Kirijo group had done, and why they should pay for their sins.
He might've contemplated this further, but Makoto soon felt the sensation of a single Plume heading straight for him.
Aigis? No, she couldn't go out without another member of SEES according to them, on top of the fact that she was still under orders to not hurt him.
Who the hell was this?
"Duck!" Pharos screamed a warning just in time for his friend to avoid taking a knife to his skull.
"Does everything in this damn city want me dead?!" Makoto expressed a slight amount of frustration before he noticed a figure brandishing a sword above him read to strike him down.
Makoto barely managed to roll out of the way in time as his new enemy stabbed their sword in the ground.
Makoto reacted naturally and had a sword materialize in his hand just in time as the figure charged at him.
The figured propelled his blade forward aiming for Makoto's head only to be parried just in time.
Makoto was about to strike back, but the figure thrust his off-hand forward as a blade materialized just as one did with him a few seconds ago.
The bluenette responded by using a similar trick and having another sword materialize on his off hand and prevent the blade from kill him though it sliced his cheek and effectively trapped him like he was between the blade of scissors.
"Grgh, motherfucker!" Makoto grunted as he kicked the figure in front of him away and took a few jumps back to both catch his bearings and see who it was that was attacking him.
"Heh..." The figure chuckled as it raised its head "Not bad. Not bad at all."
The one standing in front of Makoto was a boy around the same age and height as him with unkempt dark brown hair and seemed to possess Heterochromia iridium as he possessed a dark gray right eye and a light blue left eye. He wore black jeans and a red short sleeved button down shirt with a black collar.
"You're Makoto Yuki, right?" The brunette asked as he smiled at his target
"Who the fuck are you?" Makoto asked the natural question "Another failed Kirijo project? How many were there?!"
"Personally, I lost count at a hundred-fifty-two." The boy answered, still having a confident smile on his face "As for me? The name's Sakuya Sakugetsu, nice to meet ya."
"Great~, anymore I should know about?" Makoto asked as he glared at Sakuya, this makes the fourth human being who's tried to kill him now
Sakuya bobbed his head left and right as if contemplating on whether or not to tell "Eh, there is Sho, but he's a vegetable in some town called Inaba." He named another failed project "They tried removing another personality that appeared because he had a Plume in his brain, but fucked up. Thank god they learned their lesson and didn't fuck it up when putting one in me."
"And you want me dead because..?" Makoto waited for an answer
"And that's for me to know..." Sakuya said before having a confused look on his face "Huh, I was told you heal almost instantly."
Makoto gasped as his eyes widened as he placed a hand on his left cheek...
... It was still bleeding!
"Judging by that face, I'd say that's not normal." Sakuya said as he chuckled "Doesn't matter to me, makes my job easier."
He could ask Pharos about this later, right now, Makoto had to deal with this.
"Dying's your job? You must be great at it." Makoto said as he took his battle stance, this might take awhile "Don't answer, I want to see for myself."
Sakuya's grin widened "Gladly..." he said as he took his own stance "Let's dance."
Despite his attitude, Makoto was still concerned over the fact that (for whatever reason) Pharos wasn't healing his wounds. There's also the fact that this little bastard didn't seem to be an amateur when it came to fighting if he was able to aim a knife that well and move that quickly.
One thing was certain.
This was going to be the most fun Makoto has had in years.
You know, the person I bounce ideas off of once told me I have too many things going on at once... He's probably right. No, he's absolutely right in fact. But, you know what?
Fuck it! I'm a stubborn bastard and If I can't handle all I'm doing, I'm going to have to learn it the hard way. If I can pull it off, I get bragging rights! If I can't, I'm going to do my best to fix the problem before it becomes story breaking while feeling like crap because of my overconfidence.
If any of you are curious, the last kanji in Sakuya's first name is "Last Night" while his surname technically means "Last month" but with the last kanji it can be interpreted as "Last Moon" ... Basically, it's a moon pun.
How long did you have to research that, Grim?
An hour, so if any of you say "That's not a real name" ... Thank you, I welcome all sorts of criticism.
That was unexpected. Anyhow, next is a fight against the one guy who can actually hurt Makoto because we need someone to make the son of a bitch less OP as fuck!
Pretty much, yeah. Makoto was too OP and we needed someone that can harm him without it being an ass pull and Sho is in a hospital in Inaba at the time. If OC's turn you off... I understand, and I will harbor no ill will towards you if you decide to go.
If not, then thanks for sticking around. Let's hope I can make a decent OC again, I mean, the last one is...
Me... So what do you have to say?
Allow me : You're an assaholic, bitch-ass, cuck with a negative Father-complex that deserves to burn in hell, you bloody son of a bitch!
Damn~, Pharos!
Holy shit... I'm so pissed, yet proud of my brother at the exact same time.
