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After a few days, the Dark Hour seems... well, not normal, but consistent. Unless college students have suddenly taken to going to bed before the clock strikes twelve (unlikely), then every night the same thing occurs- just hopefully with a little more understanding and some access to weapons thanks to the Kirijo Group.

But tonight, something is different. Yes, electronics still don't work. Yes, the moon casts its strange green light over the entire campus. Yes, Shadows are still mucking around trying to destroy anything they can. But this evening, something has changed. One of the administrative offices, which has long been closed, looks... different. Mostly it's an aura to it, like something is wrong with it but nothing looks out of place. That is, unless you take a look at the front door, which has been replaced by a mirror. Or what seems to be a mirror, anyway. Standing in front of it will show your reflection, but with that same unsettling aura.

Touching it, however, will let you enter.

The glass seems to melt underneath any Persona user's fingers, letting them slip through it into the building. Once inside, they'll see that the normal boring office space has transformed into a sprawling dungeon, where Shadows are more prevalent and even more willing to attack. Hopefully they came prepared... and with any luck, they'll have the sense to make it out before the Dark Hour ends.

[ooc: Sorry for the delay! Please feel free to post up any entries of your own, whether dungeon crawling or just slice of life college stuff into the comm!]

001.

Mar. 21st, 2015 09:57 pm
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[as the device turns on, a lovely redheaded woman comes into view. anyone who hasn't lived under a rock the past few years should recognize her as mitsuru kirijo, heiress to the kirijo group. she wastes no time in speaking.]

Hello to everyone, old and new face alike. I am Mitsuru Kirijo, one of those who has previously faced what we are all facing now. All of you deserve an explanation as to what is going on and I will elucidate as much as I am.

The abnormal events taking place during the night all occur during a period of time called The Dark Hour.

[insert a lengthy explanation about the dark hour and shadows and all that jazz.]

The reappearance of the Dark Hour is not something which ought to be taken lightly.

[her straight face briefly shifts into an uneasy frown. why it is happening again?? no matter why, it can't be a good sign.]

For what reason and by which means it is occurring once again remains unknown, but what is clear is that it must be stopped.

[the frown vanishes and her seriousness returns full force. worrying about something not yet known is pointless, after all! right now they need to start trying to get information and piece things together, bit by bit. that will lead to answers.]

This is why I request the assistance of those of you here, those who possess the potential. Neither I not anyone else will pressure you to agree. The choice to act or to pretend none of this ever happened is all yours. If anyone has further questions do not hesitate in asking. Thank you.

((ooc: this post is backdated by about a week since i got hit by rl! since it's a museboxy game, we're taking liberties with time but still sorry for the delay with this! ))
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a. A day in the life

Welcome to yet another day at Vanderhall University. The sun is up, the trees are green, and it’s a little cold but not all that bad. Go to class, or don’t! It’s your day, to do as you want on this perfectly normal college campus that has nothing wrong with it. Clearly.

b. When the clock strikes twelve...

It’s college. Almost no one is in bed by 10, 11, or even midnight. Currently it’s 11:59, and many students (and non-students) are out and about. Some are at the library, working on late night projects or cramming for a test (or several). Some are probably a little, or more than a little, drunk, wandering around with friends or alone. A few might be in their dorms, watching Netflix or just trolling the internet.

But then the clock strikes midnight...


...and suddenly, everything changes.

That computer you were working on, or that phone midtext? Shuts off. It looks like it’s died, but looking around... no technology around is working. Worse, any people you were talking to, or who were even nearby, are now replaced by coffins according to their height. The moon hangs pale and large in the sky, and the entire world is cast in an eerie green light.

Anyone who’s left awake will have maybe a few minutes to take in their surroundings and panic as a result before something else appears. No matter where they are, they will attract creatures like nothing they will have seen before. Even though they’re completely foreign, anyone with a work sense of self-preservation will have their instincts screaming one thing at them.

Run.

[ooc: The game is open! Please feel free to make a top level for one or both prompts; tag around and have fun!]

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