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[Video]

Hey. I need to apologize. When we were under attack, I was too scared to do anything. All I wanted to do was hole myself up in my apartment.

I should be better than that. I'm a pilot. Fear shouldn't stop me from doing what I need to do. And to make matters worse, I took a job with the police. I could have put people in danger by not doing my job.

I understand if you don't want to trust me. All I'll say is that it won't happen twice. Not if I can help it.

themortalhalf

[The feed begins with noise.

It's sharp, sudden. No video, just the sound of something being roughly rummaged through, with no apparent concern about being quiet or subtle about the affair, before it's shoved away across some surface—falling. Hitting the floor. A box, maybe, with something in it.

Then, a voice: tense, frustrated, uneven, breathing rapid, shallow, and unsteady, words strained and laced with panic.]

Dammit.

Where did—

[More noise.

Then, abruptly, the video feed flickers to life. There's a glimpse of a hand touching the screen, shaking, before the device is quickly shoved away. It slides along the surface of an apparent desk, catching a brief glimpse of a ceiling as it tumbles onto the floor, landing not far away from a cardboard box and a beat-up looking radio. The room it lies in is one dimly lit—the only light provided is due to the streaks of sunlight peeking in from the gaps in the curtain and blind-covered window. Makes it hard to discern much in the way of detail, but it's enough to make out a bed shoved at an odd, jutting angle—nearly shoved up against the closet—with tangled covers. A sign of some sort in front of the long curtain that's covering (as anyone familiar with the layout of the apartments might deduce) the entrance to the balcony, and then, finally, an obscured half-view of the desk shoved against a door. There's more movement off camera, sounds of a drawer being pulled open and gone through, until, finally, there's a quieter sound—perhaps of a lid popping open and its contents retrieved— followed by a period of silence.

Not long afterward, Shinjiro finally steps into view, crossing the room and sliding slowly down onto his bed.]

Shit. Can't even—

[He looks down then, eyes settling on the COMP on the floor. He stares at it for a few moments, grimacing, before standing up again, movement unsteady, reaching down to swipe it up off the floor. If he notices the feed is still recording, he doesn't show it, and the feed, after a moment, cuts off.

Then, a few minutes later, a message:]

[Failed Filter/Private Message to the P3 cast]

i dont know where you all are but get back home and stay the hell inside

just do it alright

canteachyoumore

[Oh sure, Theodore has noticed things have been getting a little... hectic recently, especially since both of his sisters seem to be affected, but this might also be the only time these things get given away! Even if he might have to

oh no he's not lying he's lied by omission enough since he came here he's so not.

In any case, he's going to be giving out his ill luck gotten prizes! It expands quite far and, after asking a rather paranoid looking man pleasantly if he could use his cart for his plush display, Theodore's got them all nice and orderly from the first to hopefully to go (Mara--) to the least likely to go (... Mara? Ghoul.) and everything nightmareish in between. And, of course, the best way to advertise is to put it where everyone can see it! The advertisement, that is.

Which is where the network comes in. He's mastered this thing, oh yes he has, and it's staring right at what appears to have once been a simple cart for merchandise now filled to the brim with plushes ranging from large to small of Persona and demons that are not cute nor elegant and most some part a side the doesn't exactly want to think about of his guest.

Theodore clears his throat. The only bad part about this is that it's raining, and he's looking quite soaked. The plush are fine though! Sadly his blue resident clothes are not. Perhaps he should invest in those clothes he'd gotten... Ah, oh well.]

Good day, Hinoto-Ri. Might I interest you all in some... exquisitely made dolls? I have everything from the, ah, powerful Mara to the beginner's Ghoul. If you ask for one, there are chances I may have it so long as it is of the more, um, frightening designs. It is the time of the year for frightful items, correct? [... Maybe this was a bad idea who'd want these things-- stay strong!] And they are all for free. Or, if you'd be willing, I would like to trade them for dolls of the Jack family in particular, and I will give you a large sum if you manage upon a King Frost.

[Fool proof.]

I will be traveling through most of the districts with the exception of the Taurus, so if you see me please do not hesitate to stop me and ask for one. [A pause, and for a second he seems desperate.] Please. I will first be centered in Libra where my current residence is and I will continue throughout the city all day until the last of these are in the hands of someone who will cherish them.

[Please take these from me, his eyes seem to say. But that's ridiculous right? A resident's supposed to accept all parts of an individual. ~~But they never said they had to like the form they came in.~~ A list for reference, by the way, of his wares. Personas in front, Demons in back of his cart. Simply ask!]

gforceinmyfaaaace

What do you do when you miss someone a lot?

[ *Pit is using voice-to-text since he can't type. Expect some...interesting errors every now and then. ]

poweryetunknown

Look, I'm just going to ask this straight out.

Who here's dead?

[... Smart ass responses incoming in three... two... one.]

And no, we don't need to swap death stories, that's dumb.

back_to_the_past

[The feed cuts in with a face of a man who looks like he's not sure if he just did something right. He just sits there, looking curiously and impatiently at the screen. Possibly also a man who got the "start recording" and "stop recording" buttons mixed up, and so started actually recording AFTER he had finished saying his piece.

After a minute or so...]

...Why am I even wasting my time with this?

second_destiny

[Video]

Hey, everyone. This is the newest member of the police force speaking here. I had basic training back home, so I got through the training here really fast. And they're even letting me do plainclothes duty. But see for yourself:

[At this point, Asem turns the camera feed to his shiny new badge.]

So, if you need help, let me know, all right? I'm always happy to help.

But that's not all. Can I speak to anyone from a world more technologically advanced than this one? I don't mean by like twenty years or so, either -- I'm talking about civilizations with space colonies and advanced combat machines. I have a few things I'm willing to pay to have built here, so if anyone out there can make them, I'd really appreciate it.

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