[ic] shadow pheasant's mementos inbox

[pheasantboy]

Feel free to tag here, if you want to run into Shadow Pheasant in Mementos.

He doesn't have a phone, and must make his own fun. Be warned that he's level 99 and will attempt to eat all Akirens (and probably many others) on sight.

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[cybermask]

She hoped this was the right place. It was a pain in the ass getting down here, but here she was. This was stupid and idiotic, she should have told someone, anyone, where she was going to be. She just needed to confirm.

"Hello?"

[pheasantboy]

Oracle. His entire physical form rejects existence at the sound of her voice. You can do that kind of thing, when you're a Shadow.

Perhaps coincidentally, perhaps not, the tunnel wind fucks itself as he does so, reversing itself to eddy past her.

[cybermask]

She sighed. "I'm not here to hurt you?" She didn't know what she meant making that a question. She glanced at her tracker. There was something here.

"Just come out."

[pheasantboy]

That tracker reading is liable to wobble quite a bit, not to mention anything she might sense the old-fashioned way. Like the tunnel shaking around her with a low rumble; like the suggestion of something vast around her, whining in pain.

Between him and his surface-self, after all, only one of them remembers what it was to feel obligated, and to loathe it. Unless she gives him a reason to come out, he won't.

[cybermask]

Great. This is just great. She sat on the ground. "They talk about you, they talk about Yoshizawa too. I don't even know what her first name is supposed to be." There was a pained laugh, "I don't know if you are in pain or angry or what. I can't tell. Which is funny cause I can normally read Goro easier than I can myself."

"Guess I'll start with an introduction. I'm Futaba Akechi, please don't call me Sakura. I'm also known as Glitch. I'm a pain in Shido's ass and I like to drain his bank accounts." She had a feeling he'd listen, even if he didn't talk back. "I've got food, It's not much. I don't know what you'd want, or like. Just after reading magpie's texts. I wouldn't like it if people talked about me. I can tell you what I've read."

[deerinheadlights]

Mementos was never a pleasant place to go, but after speaking to Crow again Sumire felt as though she and Akechi's Shadow had a bit to discuss. She isn't sure what he would want and it probably got lonely, so she brings a few novels. She knows her Goro liked to read.

Donning her black mask outfit as she heads into Mementos again she figures that he'll be there. Akechi always likes it when his presence is known after all.

[pheasantboy]

No tricks with the wind this time. Instead, there's just the sense of something following her in silence. If she turns, she'll see two glaring yellow eyes.

[deerinheadlights]

She does feel like she's being stalked at the moment. She turns and there's two yellow eyes staring at her. "I brought a present. There's a lot we should talk about." She holds the books up. She has every intent of giving him the books whether he decides to talk or be an indignant little shit as he is also prone to do, she really doesn't intend to use him like he thought at first.

[pheasantboy]

"You're all so intent on bringing me shit. Which one are you again?"

He knows exactly who she is, of course.

Oh boy here goes a fucking mistake

[butterflyaffect]

While Goro's investigations were one thing... she had her own ways. Mementos's presence made her feel uneasy. It hadn't been all that long, after all, since the Usurper had risen from its depths and nearly destroyed the people she most held dear, and here it was again, back.

Yaldabaoth's presence did not lay at the bottom, feasting like a tick upon humanity's desires, but there was something near the bottom, powerful and angry, and it bore looking into.

So she stepped through the layers, to where she knew it lurked. Vicious, and bloodthirsty, so much so she could almost taste it on the air- but not the Reaper, not the creature more famous for stalking these tunnels. Familiar, though, somehow...

Renée made her approach, unconcerned by the apparent danger.

WHY HELLO come into my cognitive control room

[pheasantboy]

And right at the bottom, so far down that you pass through Yaldabaoth's Hall of the Grail and start going up again, as far as you can possibly go, sits a Shadow.

He doesn't discorporate, as he usually would when they come after him. No, this one's different; he knows it. He watches her approach on the flickering screens around him, back pressed to the nest of cables running out to the Palace; when she emerges from the elevators, he meets her eye, tired as hell. Not Lavenza, who he remembers, no—but like Lavenza.

"What do you want?" He isn't a Shadow either, not really. More like most of a boy, trapped by a Shadow's constraints.

[butterflyaffect]

There was a moment of understanding, as she beheld what was before her... and, in the moment that followed, a sadness she couldn't quite keep from her face.

"I felt a strong presence in the area and felt it would be a good idea to investigate, that's all. I have something of a personal vendetta against the sorts of creatures that lurk at the bottom of Mementos... but it seems it's nothing like what I was worried about."

[pheasantboy]

What the shit? He erupts to his feet, shimmering and blurring and losing his form. "You came down here just to pity me? Fuck you, then! You're all alike, pulling strings to watch us dance!"

0ver and over and over. Like the thing that brought him here. Like Shido. Like that god he never even met. Like... and he screams again, not at her, discorporating outward before collapsing in a limp heap. He certainly rages like a Shadow.

[cybermask]

Character death mentions

Futaba had seen Ren's text. She didn't explain anything as she bolted out the house, hearing her brother call out. He'd probably end up going to Ren to ask questions. He wouldn't have been able to catch up anyways.

She went into the metaverse, the most comfortable place to her back home. Where she had all the control she needed. This time was the first she ever felt frantic. Her emotions were all mixed up. Not because of Ren. She failed to calculate that people cared about others here.

She took a breath seeing the floors and made her way down to the level. The first thing she noticed was the earthquake had stopped. She looked for anywhere there was any sign of him. He wouldn't disappear after that would he?

[pheasantboy]

But he hasn't disappeared; he's still lying on his side on the floor, against the console where Crow threw him, below the rows and rows of screens.

His eyes fix on Glitch as she appears, but he makes no move to strike, or to speak. He feels like the sea, or the stars—infinite, empty and cold.

[cybermask]

She made her way over to him. Just sitting by him. He seemed off. It was a strange thing to her for him to just be sitting there unmoving and not speaking. She didn't mind the sitting in silence, but also didn't know how to start the talking. It seemed like there had been a fight and he maybe lost.

[pheasantboy]

His fingers slide absently back and forth, quiescent now, fidgeting on the steel floor. He doesn't blink, or breathe, or cry; he doesn't object to her presence. Perhaps there are two Jokers now, and wouldn't that be strange?

[fogboundcrow]

It's dangerous. Raven knows that. Crow won't be happy, but damn it, he can't help it. After everything that happened recently, he needs to find that Shadow again.

And so Raven plunges into Mementos. He has a Goho-M on standby as well as some books in a backpack. Something to hopefully appease or at least interest the Shadow.

Time will tell, though, and he has to find him first.

[pheasantboy]

He's still lying on the cognitive control room's steel floor like an overfed cat. But, seeing movement on one of the screens, he looks away from the escalator.

It's the boy. But he'll never get down here. The Shadow watches the screen, though, nonetheless.

[fogboundcrow]

"There has to be a way to get to him..."

His Shadow hums in the back of his head. I could probably navigate, but I really can't advise doing this alone.

Raven shrugs. "Crow likely knows I'm here. No doubt he's made an attempt to pursue me, and if not him, then Magpie. I have a Goho-M. I know how to maneuver via the trains now."

Which is precisely why he's headed in that direction. He's done it before, and he can do it again!

[pheasantboy]

Well, he's still not worried, even if the kid is getting onto the train. That will only get him as far as the Depths of Mementos, with all its hazards, and beyond the Hall of the Grail all of Da'at lies between them. Plenty of lesser Shadows will be happy to do the Shadow's dirty work for him.

The warm glow in his stomach dims, reproachfully. Oh, for fuck's sake.

[cybermask]

She was not in great shape. She just, she was wandering, and before she knew it, she was down here, once again. Well thanks feet, that's exactly what she wanted. She sighed, and promptly flopped on the ground, not really caring about a lot of things, like ya know, any level of danger the metaverse posed. She closed her eyes.

"Hi, I've got some sweets in my bag if you want them." The bag that was now, just on the ground. Who knows if he'll respond, she's tired.

[pheasantboy]

The Shadow is hunched against the central cables as usual today, watching the screens. But he looks up at her as she comes in.

"What is this, bribery? Just tell me what you want." In other words, hi.

[cybermask]

She sighed, "When have I ever bribed you? I don't plan to start." She just felt drained and tired, and sad, and anxious, and and and...

Yeah, okay, she was overwhelmed. She had too many emotions and was starting to boil over.

[pheasantboy]

"Everyone wants something. Everyone starts. You're too smart not to know that."

He hasn't taken his eyes off her; his lips have turned down in a sour little pucker. "So what is it, did you come down here because nobody would listen to you up there?"