【Roleplay】 "Can't Take It.."

"..Is.. that so?" He spoke calmly. His green eyes mesmerised him, as if they were soothing to look at. "Alright.. Should we work togethed, Hiroki?"
 
Hiroki

The male smiled, nodding his head in response to the question. He knew that not enough would make it out of here in one piece, so he wanted to be sure that he kept this boy safe. There was something about him that he liked, and though he still didn't know what it was, it was adorable and made him feel relaxed.
"You don't have to do this alone."​
 
He lightly smiled. "Alright." He held out his hand, attempting to exchange a handshake. He knew the boy would help and didn't want to see him as an offput. "But sometimes, Hiroki, you can't trust anyone." As he spoke, his voice came out deep and dark, not anything like him. As he spoke, his eyes glowed yellow. He raised a hand up and rubbed his eyes, completely confused about what just happened. "Uhh.."

//Remember, guys, the dreammaster controls the dream - If they want something to happen to your character, they will but they can't make it unreasonable.

The dream was becoming foggier as they figured out more of the dream, more creatures had started to spawn and ordinary objects were turning into monsters. The objects would look normal till touched then would end up attack once touched. The dream was trying to hold back whatever was getting to the heart of the dream. But niw swarms of the creatures from before had started attacking, making sure whatever was hidden would leave and stop. The dream would be foggier as Yama got annoyed with the other people in his group.
 
~ Hiroki ~

Hiroki hesitated, not responding to the handshake, but rather, freezing up once Yama had spoken the more pessimistic phrase. His eyes narrowed suspiciously before he finally reached out to shake the boy's hand, but his movements remained stiff and uncertain. The sudden outburst caused Hiroki to distrust his partner slightly, though he still would help, he was worried that perhaps this boy would turn on him if he couldn't even control what he was saying.
The fog was getting heavier, and Hiroki could sense that meant something was wrong with Yama. He watched him carefully, wondering how the others were managing, hoping they were at least okay.​
 
He breathed in a few times before grabbing the male's hands, pulling him along gently. Despite being cold a lot of the time, he was careful with other people. He reassuringly smiled at him as he pulled him along. He didn't know why he broke out into random phases, but he felt it was part of the dream - He'd never say something like that in the real world, so, was this 'dark side' controlling him at times? Was he trying to get a point across? He kept hearing a darker voice while he walked, but completely ignored it.
 
~ Hiroki ~

The male flushed slightly, embarrassed also because he was usually the one that was touchy, but he didn't mind being touched in return. It made him feel wanted, and he liked that. Being wanted was a nice feeling, and he thought everyone deserved to feel wanted, no matter what befell them in life. His grip on Yama's hands tightened slightly before he laced his fingers through the boy's, looking at him with a shy little smile.
"Are you sure you're ready to face this shadow.. thing..?"​
 
Where the hell did she go? Akihisa thought, outside. Keiko had ran off without waiting for anyone even though they were supposed to be in teams, and now Aki couldn't find her. And since she didn't have a phone, he had no way to contact her. "Keiko?" He called, wandering the foggy streets of Tokyo.
 
"Fighting's in my blood.. I think I'd rather have another's blood on my hand's than my own." His voice grew dark again and he froze, growling. "..I'm ready. If this world is going to control me in such a way I'll (Kill him) - Be ready.. great.. It's interrupting me now.." He groaned. "It'll only transform if it manages to guilt trip me into saying something like 'You're not me.' Or something, if I don't say that and believe what it says, it'll work. But.. Whatever it says will be true if it's really the Persona world." He breathed in, turning to face the foggy shadow that was once a less foggy Hiroki.

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As the dream continued, the dreammaster drawing closer, the fog thickened to the point you could barely see your own hands. The shadows were now attacking at any given time, not just when they were touched. If you were close by, they'd attack. The monsters would groan as they attack other people, usually missing due to the confidence growing in Yama, using that to your advantage could easily get you to escape the dream and attack them, if you dared. They wouldn't take much to die if you did.
 
"Keiko?" He called out again. The fog was thickening, Aki was lost himself now as he couldn't see anything around him, and he had no chance of finding Keiko if it kept up like this. He kept walking, until he very nearly walked into a tree. Am I in a forest or something? Aki thought, trying to work out where he was by thinking about the real Tokyo and if there were any worded areas.
 
~ Hiroki ~

The male signed, now slightly unsure if he wanted to continue on with this boy. Someone could be really cute, but if they put your life in danger, you had to be wary, and if people tell you to beware of red flags, Yama was a bright red spotlight. But, Hiroki had made a promise, he promised he would help Yama, he promised nothing would happen to him, so that would be the truth, whether he liked it or not.
"Well.. I'm glad you know what you're doing."
With that, Hiroki took advantage of Yama's pause and moved a hand to gently stroke the boy's cheek with his fingertips. He was hardly more than a silhouette now, so it was nice to touch him again and be sure he was still there.​
 
He nodded, nuzzling into the male's warm hand. Though he seemed human, his own skin was freezing against the male's warm hand. He raised his own hand and brushed his pale, slender fingertips against his hand. He was cold as usual, but didn't seem to notice. "Thank you.. For believing in me, Hiroki." He smiled into the fog, his eyes becoming a bright red. Instead of white, it became black, only leaving him with red and black eyes that glowed. He wrapped his fingers around his hand, pulling him closer. He didn't want to lose the male as he was the only one that he felt he could trust. He turned away from Hiroki, keeping his hand entwined with his. "Let's go. I think I know where this ends." He nodded, walking towards his own house. Due to his mental maps earlier, he knew his way around well. Upon arriving, he stepped onto the footpath, the hands not daring to grab his ankles as he stared coldly at them. He let go of the male's hand, swinging open the door and staring at a younger version of himself, seeming to have fresh bruises and cuts on him.

"You came.. I have a friend now.." It hissed, smiling. Despite it looking like him, it was a demonic form, staring back at him. "They're all idiots, right, right?" It smiled.

//The image attached is the demon form, yet, the dark side would be younger.
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~ Hiroki ~

Hiroki smiled, enjoying the moment of peace the two could have together before he knew things would get intimidating. His thumb would brush over Yama's cool skin, tracing the cheekbone before allowing his hand to be pulled away from the boy's face, his fingertips trembling slightly against his hand.
"I'll always believe in you. Just.. try and be careful."
He followed Yama into the home that he assumed would belong to the boy, as only he would know what to expect from it. Once the door opened, Hiroki would step back, slipping his hands into his pockets before he moved his gaze away, unwilling to see Yama in that condition.​
 
Yama****a laughed. "You're just a younger me. It doesn't worry me what you say - You are me." He scowled at the child. The child seemed to be like a hologram, turning glitchy, making the male jump back. He breathed in again before turning himself into his demon form to match the child. "You seem fun, Yama." He smiled at the boy, patting the boy's head. He flicked his thorned tail. "You are me and I won't dou-" He started, only to be interrupted by the younger boy. "Is that so? Didn't you want them all to die. All of them?" It sneered, moving closer. Just by the flickering hologram, it was told it was being weakened. The fog was giving up its charade and Yama****a chuckled, his voice now sounding as it did before - Dark and cold. He smiled lightly. "You're me, don't doubt me." He growled, kicking the boy back. His movemeny was swift and the boy fell back, yelling out. He looked up, too weakened to fight back. Even if it tried, he was onlu in the body of a young boy and wouldn't do much.
 
~ Hiroki ~

Hiroki watched Yama, his face lighting up as he watched the once trembling boy stand up to himself. He quickly moved forward to grab a hold of Yama's hand in hopes to give him more strength, and if he were to look at Hiroki, he would see his soft gaze looking towards the shadow creature, glossy as if preparing for tears that wouldn't come. Yama was right all along. Everyone doubted him, but he was right, and he knew how to fight it.
"You're doing great.~"​
 
He coughed. He knew the dream would be over soon, but he didn't exactly want to leave. It must've been what he wanted - A place where people could suffer, suffer like he did. He gulped down those thoughts, his wings stretching out. "You, my friend, are me. You'll always be me, but let everyone go." He coldly spoke, only to get a weak voice in reply. "Is it truly what you want?" He shook his head. "It's not, but they'll be safe." He looked down at Hiroki, before nodding, petting the young child on the head, who, just broke into millions of shards.

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===DREAM END===

The fog started to fade and everything was seen again - A ruined Tokyo. This dream, Yama's dream was about to be over. Everyone was soon to fall into a deep slumber, which then they'd awaken in the real world. They'd be in the dream for a while, but who knows? Maybe it was a month? Maybe it was only a week? Upon awakening, it would be a school day, which everyone would've wondered where the friends were because they were missing. Maybe, maybe one day everyone will meet. But soon, they'll awaken in a new dream, a dream which would not be the same, but entirely different, or similar. Whatever that person wanted as their paradise..
 
//I've messaged the person. First up, there'll be a reality stage then the next dream.

===REALITY START===
Tokyo city was where every teen in that dream awoke in.. Or wherever they slept. Each child would awaken soundly, but confused - Was the dream real, or just a completely strange dream that took.. 3 weeks? The dreams days didn't pass so quick, so it seemed to have ended far too quickly, while in reality, they were much too far into sleeping.

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Yama woke up, sliding off the bed and down the stairs. No one else was stirring in the house. He stepped off the stairs, walking around to find no one. They went out, I bet you.. He quickly thought, high fiving nothing. He ran back upstairs to check the time, it was late, but he could probably still make it to a night class. He took both day classes and night classes at his school due to his messed up sleeping pattern. He slipping on his usual uniform, running out the door with his schoolbag, heading into the gates. The night class was ordinary, but just.. at night.
 
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{{ahh I feel so bad, sorry guys and those I was role playing with for disappearing last night! I had a lot of schoolwork to attend to ;-;
Ah, I wanted everyone to know that I'm in the Eastern Us Timezone! That way you all kind of have a general idea of what time it is for me ;u;
So I guess new reality time
also Waifu I'll be sure to message you back<3}}

. : : Seven : : .

She woke up with a start on the mattress provided in the alley. She bolted upright, her eyes widening.
Rain was gentle as it cascaded down onto the makeshift roof above her head. Other homeless were asleep around her in their rucksacks, wrapped in blankets and clothing. Her pink eyes studied them before she swallowed hard.
"What was that?" She breathed, holding onto her head. "Who were those people...? And was it... Was that really a dream?"
They had seemed so real. So alive. Their faces rang through her mind, but one in particular stayed with her. What was that girl's name...
Suddenly it hit her. Ivory. Her name had been Ivory. Seven took a minute, simply remembering.
"...Was she real?" She breathed, facial features softening.

. : : Kiernan : : .

The lion was slow to awaken. He breathed a yawn and a stretch before he rolled himself from the warmth of his bed. His mind was foggy, and he hardly remembered much of what he had dreamed. However, he didn't let it bother him. It was probably just another dream of pretty girls and food.
He'd seemed blissfully unaware as he dressed himself, preparing for night classes. Kiernan had taken day classes as well, but the courses weren't challenging. Therefore, he sought to challenge himself.
He'd slipped out into the night with his schoolbag and uniform, his tail lolling behind him as he made his way down the familiar pathway to the gates. To his surprise, someone was running just as late as he was.
"Hey!" He called out.
 
~ Hiroki ~

The male awoke with a jolt, his heart pounding before he realized he was in the comfort of his room. He lovingly gripped the blankets, hugging them close to his body. He didn't need to go to class today, but he would stop by campus anyway to greet his usual friends. He got up, rushed to get ready, and hurried out the door, hardly saying goodbye to his family. He approached the looming schoolgrounds, hesitating and nervously biting his lower lip. He wasn't sure he was ready for reality yet. He wasn't ready for the teasing.

~ Kiyoko ~

The female was already leaving class, laughing with the fellow females she knew so well. She liked them now, but sometimes she was ready to jump on them and remove them from existence. This thought made her chuckle a bit, and they all stopped, forming a little group as they decided to discuss what the day had brought them. It was definitely not as good as what the night brought, she sighed, looking out to see if she could spot the boy. She vaguely remembered him, but.. Stupid, he probably doesn't even exist. Returning her gaze to the girls, she shrank a bit, excusing herself as she turned and decided to head home, pulling a hood up to cover herself.​


OOC:// waifu ;o;
welcome back.~
 
The young male spotted the boy he usually teased, calling out along with his other friends. He looked as though he had just gotten out of bed and run down to come to school. He growled some curses at the boy, making gestures with his hand. He chuckled at his own jokes, along with his large group of friends. Despite the boy looking like that male he had met in his dream, he continued to tease him, as if he didn't think about the dream anymore. He began laughing, getting up and taunting him more, enjoying every bit of misery that he could soak into the boy.

//Aimed at Blue (Hiroki)
 
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