[ If it wasn't bad enough that the already confusing message cuts halfway, a new, even more confusing message pops up, and this one seems to be as unexpected for everyone else as it is for her, which doesn't bode well with Makoto at all. The fact the planet seems to be frozen all over isn't making her feel any better either. ]
I'm not even sure I wanted to come down here. There's too much I don't know yet from the station itself...
[ She found herself dragged, more or less, because even now it's difficult to just shrug off crowd mentality, but the whole ordeal is starting to feel like a little too much before even starting. Not to mention that the seeds of distrust towards they so called benefactors have been thrown her way even before she's had time to consider her own feelings about them. ]
Maybe we should've waited before coming down here.
[ Also, her butt's frozen. ]
Frozen Land
[ If there's one thing Makoto is certain, it's that with the storm and the cold there's going to be people getting lost. The faint lights that seem to guide them do help, but it's not enough. She feels like she has to do something about it, so people that get too far from the big groups will soon hear the revving of an engine as Makoto pops from the white screen that is the storm, riding a really cool motorcycle. ]
Hey, you're moving away from the group. Hop on, I'll take you back.
[ At least she has Johanna back to aid her, which is more than most people could say. ]
Just... hold yourself from the sides of the bike.
Warm (?) welcome
III.
[ Makoto can be found all over the research center, both looking at whatever record of the planet she can find and at things that might or might not remind her of home. There's what looks like a really old, broken computer, but also something that has to be a handgun, only that it looks clearly futuristic.
She's more interested in whatever shines some light into El Nysa itself though. ]
If I could make sense of any of this, I would immediately feel better.
[ Seems like it's time to sit down and peruse some old books. Holo books? And weird devices that seem to hold information.
This is going to take a while. ]
Mission
I.
[ Magda says a number of things that make Makoto all the more uncomfortable with her current situation, and that of her friends. Exactly what is she walking into here? Who's to trust and who's just trying to use them? Although she realizes that is quite likely that everyone is using them. That's not reassuring at all though. If anything, it's making her more anxious. ]
I've just arrived, but it seems like we're being pushed to pick sides without much information. Just how much can either of them, or the natives of this land can be trusted?
[ It's far from an optimal situation. Worst of all, she's pretty sure that no matter how much she thinks about it she won't be able to reach a conclusion. She needs to know more, and to do that she'll probably need to play along. That leaves only one relevant question: ]
Which is the best side to pick?
[ Anyone feel free to chime in with an answer. ]
Wildcard
[ Go nuts, I dare you double dare you triple dog dare you. Or ping me at beoluve and talk things down. I'm good either way. ]
Makoto Nijima - Persona 5 - OTA
[ If it wasn't bad enough that the already confusing message cuts halfway, a new, even more confusing message pops up, and this one seems to be as unexpected for everyone else as it is for her, which doesn't bode well with Makoto at all. The fact the planet seems to be frozen all over isn't making her feel any better either. ]
I'm not even sure I wanted to come down here. There's too much I don't know yet from the station itself...
[ She found herself dragged, more or less, because even now it's difficult to just shrug off crowd mentality, but the whole ordeal is starting to feel like a little too much before even starting. Not to mention that the seeds of distrust towards they so called benefactors have been thrown her way even before she's had time to consider her own feelings about them. ]
Maybe we should've waited before coming down here.
[ Also, her butt's frozen. ]
Frozen Land
[ If there's one thing Makoto is certain, it's that with the storm and the cold there's going to be people getting lost. The faint lights that seem to guide them do help, but it's not enough. She feels like she has to do something about it, so people that get too far from the big groups will soon hear the revving of an engine as Makoto pops from the white screen that is the storm, riding a really cool motorcycle. ]
Hey, you're moving away from the group. Hop on, I'll take you back.
[ At least she has Johanna back to aid her, which is more than most people could say. ]
Just... hold yourself from the sides of the bike.
Warm (?) welcome
III.
[ Makoto can be found all over the research center, both looking at whatever record of the planet she can find and at things that might or might not remind her of home. There's what looks like a really old, broken computer, but also something that has to be a handgun, only that it looks clearly futuristic.
She's more interested in whatever shines some light into El Nysa itself though. ]
If I could make sense of any of this, I would immediately feel better.
[ Seems like it's time to sit down and peruse some old books. Holo books? And weird devices that seem to hold information.
This is going to take a while. ]
Mission
I.
[ Magda says a number of things that make Makoto all the more uncomfortable with her current situation, and that of her friends. Exactly what is she walking into here? Who's to trust and who's just trying to use them? Although she realizes that is quite likely that everyone is using them. That's not reassuring at all though. If anything, it's making her more anxious. ]
I've just arrived, but it seems like we're being pushed to pick sides without much information. Just how much can either of them, or the natives of this land can be trusted?
[ It's far from an optimal situation. Worst of all, she's pretty sure that no matter how much she thinks about it she won't be able to reach a conclusion. She needs to know more, and to do that she'll probably need to play along. That leaves only one relevant question: ]
Which is the best side to pick?
[ Anyone feel free to chime in with an answer. ]
Wildcard
[ Go nuts, I dare you double dare you triple dog dare you. Or ping me at