TEST DRIVE #002

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TEST DRIVE #002

( 0 0 1 ) » WAKE UP

Were you asleep or were you unconscious? It doesn't matter: when you come to, there's an odd taste in your mouth and there's a low-level mechanical hum in the air. Your head hurts and you feel nauseous. You aren't anywhere you know: everything around you is metal, from the floor you lie on all the way to the ceiling. You are dressed in a jumpsuit you definitely weren't wearing before.

"We tried to save the world. I think— I think we did the opposite."

The message repeats on a loop. If you look for its source, you find a comms device on the floor next to you. The logo on its wallpaper says REVERIE TERMINAL. Upon closer inspection, you find the same logo on your jumpsuit.

Welcome to your new home. What choice do you have but to explore your surroundings?

( 0 0 1 . 1 ) » WAKE UP WHERE?

When you wake up, you find that you're not alone. But more importantly, you find that you're in a closet. An empty closet, bar you and your new companion. It's small, cramped, and there is no door that you can see. The ceiling is low, there is barely any lights, only some coming from the tiny flashlight clipped to your suit's shoulder. You cannot be sure that there is any air coming in to the room.

Are these grooves in the wall supposed to mean something?

( 0 0 2 ) » OBSERVATION DECK

There were no windows in the corridor you woke up in and no windows in any of the crew quarters you might have checked for occupants — but there are plenty of windows on the uppermost level of the station, deck 1. In fact, there are windows from floor to ceiling all along the circumference of the station's circular deck, and it's possible to walk along it all. What it shows is a strange solar system you've never seen before and a planet that might resemble one you know, but certainly isn't the same.

You're in space. You don't know where you are. Neither does anyone else.

( 0 0 3 ) » BAR

On deck 3, you find the bar. Tucked away from the crew quarters, it's dimly lit, there are bar stools thrown down on the floor and what looks like some very old drink spills, crusty and dark against the bar top. But there is alcohol here, or at least, what you think is alcohol, in bottles with faded labels, most of them indecipherable. Take a drink, get drunk, start a fight, or start a party? You're stuck on this station, might as well make the most of it, right?

( 0 0 4 ) » SPACEQUAKES

One second, you are is walking. Magnetic boots are on, the ground feels solid enough, for a metal deck in a space station. Everything is perfectly fine, or at least as fine as it can be, given that you still don't know where you are or how you came to be here.

The next moment, it's like everything explodes around you. You're thrown against the wall as sparks erupts from electrical panels, as the whole station rumbles and shakes around you. You fall to the deck, earning yourself scratches from the grating. When you look up, it's like nothing has happened. No wires hanging from open panels, no flickering lights, no more shaking. Like an earthquake in space.

( 0 0 5 ) » NETWORK

The comms device you found next to you when waking up connects to a station-wide network, REVERIE NET. You have the option to post video, voice or text messages.

What will you share?

( 0 0 6 ) » WILDCARD

The station features a variety of locations, from sleeping quarters free for the claiming to a dirty swimming pool and a bar that still holds alcohol (though some of the bottles seem to have been opened a while ago).

Go wild, but don't wreck the place. It's your home for the foreseeable future, after all.

Comments

Jun Kurosu | Persona 2

[floriographys]

001- Oleander

[Jun wakes up slowly as he's laying on the ground, feeling sore, and immediately he noticed how very wrong everything was. First of all, he still remembered everything... and he woke up alone. Were they tricked? What happened?

He's rather cautious as he moves toward the comm device, the message blaring at him.

"We tried to save the world. I think— I think we did the opposite."

Again and again. Jun takes it into his hands, his fingers shaking a little as he attempts to turn it off. His attempts become more intense for a moment before he manages to shut it off with a sigh, then turning to look around him, his brows furrowed. He shouldn't be as afraid as he was, but there was certainly some fear buried deep in him, unwilling to voice it.]

T-Tatsuya...? Maya?

002- Anemone

[Jun hasn't really had any of his fears assuaged, but he wasn't going to just sit in self-pity forever. He had promised, right? Easier said than done, though. He didn't even know WHAT to do, and so he just ended up at the observation deck.

It reminded him of where he had just come from. The 'collective unconscious'. The stars were all human consciousness'... But that couldn't be true now, There was also a planet, there were also two moons. This was actually space.

Weird how he could sense Personas up here though.

Jun turns his head to look when someone approaches, though he quickly averts his eyes to the floor.]

...Wh-... What is going on here?

003- Hyacinth

[The garden was where Jun wanted to be for the time being. He didn't know anyone here, he didn't even know what 'here' was. "In Space", yes, and "Not where he was from", of course. But what did it have to do with him? And why weren't the others here? He could stop worrying so much when he was tending to the plants.

For now though, he was just going to take note of the different flowers that were there.]

A shame they all have to grow indoors... I wonder if I could obtain other kinds of seeds.

[He's just talking to himself more or less, and if he has noticed anyone else coming in, he hasn't said anything.]

1

[foolishjourney]

[Minato was walking by on his way to somewhere or another, but he was drawn in by the sound of a communicator calling out that tell-tale pre recorded message. Time to help someone out, he guessed?? But then Jun calls out, and Minato's quite confused, hands stuck in his pockets and head tilting slightly. Why was this complete stranger calling the names of his and his online friend's MMO characters??]

...Yes?

[H...i...?]

[floriographys]

[Well, that was a strange answer to that. Jun just stares at Minato for a moment, searching his face. He could sense that he had a Persona, and he had just answered 'Yes?' to him calling for Tatsuya and Maya.]

...Where... [Give him a moment to actually think on what he needs to ask. What he should ask.]

...Where are the other Persona users...?

[foolishjourney]

[Well, you just continue to confuse him, Jun. He's unsure what to make of it, unsure what to make of him — he figures he must be like Fuuka though, if he's able to sense something like that. Part of him grows protective, unwilling to just reveal the others to this stranger, as he didn't know what his intentions were, or who he was. But, it wasn't like he hadn't taken a chance with Ryuji, right? In this strange place in the middle of nowhere, other Persona users ought to stick together, really. This guy certainly needed a hand, at the very least.]

There's no one named Maya here, or Tatsuya.

[There, that's where he'd start, while he thinks up a course of action.]

[floriographys]

[There is no hiding the disappointment on his face when he hears that Tatsuya and Maya are not here. He visibly deflates before going to get up from his spot on the floor. It takes him a moment to think about what he should do then. He had at least decided 'not sit on the floor and try not to cry'.]

...Eikichi or Lisa... maybe? [Sorry guys, Jun definitely had a preference. Honestly, he'd be happy to see any of them, but he had his preferences.]

Do you know them?

[foolishjourney]

No. Sorry.

[He sticks his hands in his pockets, scuffing his shoe against the floor a bit. Minato felt kind of genuinely sorry, since this guy actually looked pretty upset about the whole thing. What was his story, Minato wondered? Especially if he was a Persona user...]

It's possible I might've missed them, but none of the Persona users here go by those names.

[floriographys]

[That was really disappointing, and did nothing to ease his anxiety at the situation. They had just been there. This was supposed to fix everything. They were not supposed to remember, but be okay now.]

Were we tricked? [Again?! He's torn between being angry and blaming himself again. This was his fault. He had been too easy to manipulate, had done terrible things because of it.]

Wh-Where are we, anyway?

[foolishjourney]

Reverie Terminal.

[God, he'd been here just over a week himself, he wasn't prepared or qualified to do a welcoming tour. If anyone should be responsible for taking care of another Persona user, though, he figured it might as well be him.]

It's a space station in uncharted space orbiting a planet none of us know the name of. If you don't believe me, I'll take you to a window.

[floriographys]

[Oh cool. A space station orbiting some planet no one has heard of. Nice. As if he hadn't already been all over the damn place. This had better not be another rumor coming true.]

Mmmhh. Thank you.

[He wasn't sure if he wanted to stick around, though. Being alone was... not great.]

I don't think... I want a window though.

3

[mapsio]

[There weren't many flowers just yet. Just sunflowers and peace lillies. The only flowers that were found on the terminal as of right now.

Haru isn't expecting anyone else in the garden when she drops by today. For a moment she actually has to double-take. Yusuke? No, no Yusuke. This person looks just slightly different.]

Um, hello...?

[Cautious, trying not to startle him.]

[floriographys]

[Jun is happy enough with just the two. Better than no flowers at all, though he longed for some more color.

He is not startled by the sound of a voice, figuring that he would eventually run into someone. Someone had to be tending to this garden, after all. Even though he's not startled, he does immediately make himself smaller upon hearing the voice, almost as if he were somewhere he were not supposed to be.]

Ah, hello. Is this... your garden? Sorry, I was just looking.

[He steps away from the plants then, not wanting to intrude.]

[mapsio]

Don't apologize, I don't mind people looking or touching.

[The garden is a shared resource between everyone, so Haru may be the cause of the garden...but the people here are what help her keep it running.]

I haven't seen you before, are you new?

[floriographys]

[He seems to relax a little at that. She seems nice. And Jun could tell she had a Persona too, but even her Persona seemed relaxed enough. Not ready to strike, not angry. At least, from what he could feel. His own Persona was vaguely stressed out, but that was just... the situation.]

Yes, I just woke up here not long ago.

[He isn't sure if he should bring up the Persona thing though now, since the last person he brought it up to didn't really seem too happy about it.]

You would not have heard of someone named Tatsuya around here, would you?

[mapsio]

[Milady has no reason to be uneasy, especially since Haru herself isn't uneasy. She brings a sense of warmth and invitation, as to not scare Jun off.]

Oh, dear. Then you must be incredibly confused.

[She won't deny it if he brings it up, only a Persona user would know another Persona user.]

I'm afraid not, I apologize.

[floriographys]

[It's working, really. Jun doesn't feel nearly as cautious as he had when she first approached, and it can be seen in how his shoulders are slowly lowering. IT was a much less guarded stance, especially as she mentions the confusion.]

Yes, I can say that I am. [With EASE. Confused, a little scared still, blaming himself, among other things.]

Oh... I guess he's really not here, then. [If two other Persona users didn't know him by now, he was really not on this station. Probably? Jun held on to some small modicum of hope.]

I heard this place was called 'Reverie Terminal', and I know that it's in space, but how did I come to be here?

[mapsio]

I apologize, is he someone from your home?

[She wont delve too deep if the other doesn't want to. But she can't help but be curious. She knows that she feels better having her friends around, this guy probably would too.]

Yes, this is Reverie Terminal...in space. None of us quite know yet how we came to be here. Which isn't very helpful to the confusion.

I'm Haru Okumura, by the way. It's a pleasure.

[floriographys]

Yes, he's... [Oh boy, ok. Keep it cool, Jun.] ...He's a good friend of mine. [He paused for a moment, closing his eyes as he thought once more, weighing the options here carefully before he decided that some tension was worth it if it meant seeing his friends again.]

He is a Persona user, like us.

[Trying to just brush past that and hoping that this girl didn't get tense, Jun just straightened up his posture before giving her a proper bow.]

I am Jun Kurosu, it is a pleasure to meet you, Okumura-san.

002

[imperialsun]

[This guy is definitely a Persona user. Naoya gives him a friendly wave, hoping to make the other feel a little more at ease considering their predicament.]

We're stuck in a spaceship. [Yeah that's not helpful to make anyone feel great so he changes his approach. At this point he's not going to bother mentioning about sensing the other's Persona since it seemed that no one else but him could do that anyway.] We've been working on uncovering what exactly happened...it's a slow process but we're getting there.

[He gives the other a small nod.]

I'm Naoya Toudou! It's nice to meet you.

[floriographys]

[Honestly, Jun is happy to have an excuse to no longer look out onto space, it was beginning to make his stomach do flip-flops. this is another Persona user. Again. A third one. The first one got a little defensive when he mentioned it, the second seemed to be much calmer.]

I guess that is rather undeniable. [You know, the space thing. Whether it was real or made real because of rumors, or... any number of other possibilities was up for debate.]

I am Jun Kurosu. [He gives a small bow of his head then.] Are there... people who are not... Persona users, here? [Hey, could be hint. He's met three people now and they all had Personas.]

[imperialsun]

[Oh! Well that fixes up Naoya's worry about slowly easing into the whole Persona thing, but what an odd question to ask.]

There's a lot of people here who aren't Persona users, or even 'people', and yeah...actually there's only a tiny bit of us. I think we just have a tendency to get close to each other no matter what...I'm surprised you could tell. Most others here can't sense other users. I was beginning to think I was alone with that ability.

[floriographys]

[...Damn. There goes Jun's theory. It was not a Naughty Persona User Jail that Philemon had sent him to for being a Bad Boy. He's not sure if he is comforted by that fact or not, and it gives him a moment of pause.]

I guess that makes sense in a way. [Especially since they can sense each other, though it didn't seem like one of them could. The second one, he was less sure about.]

It was normal for my friends and I. The first one I met acted almost like it had been a secret. A young man, with dark hair like... ours... [Shit what a bad description. Don't worry about it, it doesn't matter.] Have you heard any rumors about this 'space ship' before coming here, by chance?

[imperialsun]

[Well it could be Naughty Persona User Jail if Jun really wanted (tm)]

You mean the guy that looks like me? That's Minato. [He gets it.] Rumors? No...I don't think so...my last memory before coming here was graduating.

[floriographys]

[Jun kind of wanted it. Not because he'd enjoy it but because that was what he felt like he deserved, and also that would be an easy explanation that didn't mean he hecked up again.]

Graduating? I see. [That didn't mean the rumors didn't exist, only that this guy hadn't heard them if they did.]

Well, thank you. I guess it's going to be hard to figure out what's happening here...

[imperialsun]

[Don't worry Jun, it's probably not your fault this time. (?!)]

It has been, but we're working together to try and figure it out together. Do you mind if I ask you what you it was for you? So far I seem to be the earliest out of everyone. My last memory is from 1997.

[floriographys]

[He's going to assume it is until proven otherwise.]

You continue to be earliest. I am from 1999.

[Though that raises a number of OTHER questions. Jun wasn't sure he was ready to ask them, and felt like perhaps Naoya would not know the answers anyway.]

Are... the others later than that?