unfoggedlotus | p4kechi's ren (
unfoggedlotus) wrote2023-10-10 09:03 pm
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[ ic // demi voicetesting ]
Man, whatever happened to a good night's sleep? Is the first thought that crosses Ren's mind. One moment he's tossing and turning in bed, trying to get to sleep, and the next he's staring up to the ceiling of the Velvet Room. He closes his eyes after he processes the bare minimum to get his location down. Can't a guy go a week without getting dream-DM'd by the fake-powers-that-be?
It's not entirely fair, he knows. He's just feeling blergh because Goro hasn't texted him back for a few hours and he was starting to get worried when Morgana batted the phone out of his hand and said he'd come home when he wanted to. But. Well. If he really had to do something in the realm of the subconscious involving chains tonight, he'd really rather be in Goro's dreams.
Maybe the chains would even be fun for once.
He lets himself stew for a few moments before shaking himself out of it. Might as well see what the "wardens" and "Igor" have in store for him this time. Ren grumbles to himself only a little bit as he opens his eyes again, and...
...What?
Ren blinks, taking in his surroundings with wide eyes. This is definitely the Velvet Room. There's the desk, the structure is vaguely similar, and he. Well. He just sort of knows it. The vibes are incredibly Velvet Room. 100% blue, 100% weird music, 100% cognitive prison.
Except.
There's no prison decor. He isn't even in a cell. There are a few doors scattered around. Peeling himself off the floor, he realizes he isn't in a prison uniform (he's in his daytime clothes) and there aren't shackles wrapped around him either. And the weird music isn't grating in his chest like the world's worst rendition of Prison Hallway Salsa silently beamed into his soul, it's just kinda...smooth. Jazzy. Soothing. A bop.
The Velvet Room actually feels...
...Nice?
...He doesn't buy it. (Something in him wants to, though.)
Ren turns around a few times, trying to find answers. What's going on here?
It's not entirely fair, he knows. He's just feeling blergh because Goro hasn't texted him back for a few hours and he was starting to get worried when Morgana batted the phone out of his hand and said he'd come home when he wanted to. But. Well. If he really had to do something in the realm of the subconscious involving chains tonight, he'd really rather be in Goro's dreams.
Maybe the chains would even be fun for once.
He lets himself stew for a few moments before shaking himself out of it. Might as well see what the "wardens" and "Igor" have in store for him this time. Ren grumbles to himself only a little bit as he opens his eyes again, and...
...What?
Ren blinks, taking in his surroundings with wide eyes. This is definitely the Velvet Room. There's the desk, the structure is vaguely similar, and he. Well. He just sort of knows it. The vibes are incredibly Velvet Room. 100% blue, 100% weird music, 100% cognitive prison.
Except.
There's no prison decor. He isn't even in a cell. There are a few doors scattered around. Peeling himself off the floor, he realizes he isn't in a prison uniform (he's in his daytime clothes) and there aren't shackles wrapped around him either. And the weird music isn't grating in his chest like the world's worst rendition of Prison Hallway Salsa silently beamed into his soul, it's just kinda...smooth. Jazzy. Soothing. A bop.
The Velvet Room actually feels...
...Nice?
...He doesn't buy it. (Something in him wants to, though.)
Ren turns around a few times, trying to find answers. What's going on here?
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...Prepare? For what? He's curious. It's also a little ominous, but unlike "Igor", Goro being ominous is less "hehehe I'm trying to screw you over" and more "I solved the murder mystery three chapters into the book and I forget not everyone can do that".
"Reminds me of a magic carpet ride," Ren grins, taking the lead and stepping out into Inaba. "Gonna whisk me off into the sunset, o genie?"
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It's Ren's choice. He'll go with whatever makes him happy. That's important.
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He runs his fingers through Goro's hair. "I'm here now," he asserts. "And we're leaders together, right? Let me in on what I've missed and I'll be right by your side."
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"There are many different versions of us who have lived drastically different lives. Most of the other 'yous' are named Akira Kurusu. One of them is a vampire. The only other Ren here lived a very different life and recently blew up fake Shinjuku. One of the children in my custody also happens to be a young Akira, but we'll need to be careful, as he has a rather... unfortunate relationship with notions of love, likely brought about by childhood trauma and shitty parents."
He'll let that sink in first. It's already a lot.
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"So. We're in a big crossover episode and we don't know when it'll end," Ren sums up. "Many of us from different shows. Vampires are real, time paradoxes aren't, Shinjuku might be gone but it wasn't real in the first place. Gotcha." He's got like 80% of it, at least. Probably. Much better.
Then the last bit...hmm. Ren mulls it over in his head. "Do I need to know anything before dealing with him? I'm not making out in front of a little kid anyway, but..."
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It breaks his heart. You can see it on his face. He blows a small sigh before continuing. "Ah, I suppose I should also mention that he is selectively mute. He also seemed to react rather strongly when I said I would 'take care of him,' so that may be another trigger to be mindful of. He does really love dinosaurs, however, so that's one point of interest to work with."
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Ren thinks for a few moments, absently running his fingers through Goro's hair. "Bet he's doing much better with Papa Wolf Akechi looking after him, though." A beat. "Where are you living with the kids? Maybe I can find somewhere nearby, if you wanna take it slow on introducing me."
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Ah, wait. Names. Codenames. That's important. "...We all have codenames. The little spectator you just met is Raven. Then there's Magpie, a version of me who is a bit rougher around the edges, but I've spent enough time with him to know that there is a good heart buried beneath layers upon layers of spikes."
He'll refrain from mentioning the murders. That's Magpie's decision, should he choose to reveal it. "There's also Hawk, a six year old version of me. He hasn't lost his mother yet, and we're still debating on whether to prepare him or not. ...He also is very aware of our relationship and once asked me how we 'make babies.'" That gets him to snicker a little, at least. Perhaps Ren will find humor in it. "Akira-kun is also aware. It doesn't have to be some grand secret."
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"I'm not saying I'd leave you, or something; that's the last thing your workaholic ass needs," he boops Goro's nose. "We could just crash next door for a little while before full-on cohabbing. But if you think it's okay."
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...Wait.
"Please don't try to drink them. They do not taste good."
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Then. Proper introduction. "Oh." He winces. "I don't think I gave them the best first impression, huh? Raven as much of a gossip as you are?"
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Shit.
Something else rears its head, wiping the smile from his face. "I should probably warn you. There is an extremely dangerous Shadow in Mementos, and it has a seething hatred for you. So please, don't go there alone. I can't afford for anything to happen to you."
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"There's a Mementos here -- wait, younger you already said that. Don't happen to know what I could've done to piss it off, do you?"
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It's... a lot. He could mention how it's possible that their world's Maruki seeks a similar goal, but he won't. He know Ren is fond of the counselor, and besides all that, it is a different world. It's a worry for another time.
Still, there's a distinct sorrow carved into Akechi's features. "The Shadow is every piece of that Akechi's pain, his negativity, and the sting of betrayal distilled into one entity. The person he left behind is... pleasant, but he has a habit of blanking out if you directly mention things such as Personas and the Metaverse. His codename is Sparrow."
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Of which Ren has many, flawlessly embodying his role as a Trickster. There's no doubting that. "But I digress. There are others here, such as two versions of Haru Okumura, though neither is from 'our' world, a Morgana from a world where I was not a proper member of the Phantom Thieves, and a few others, such as Kanji and Naoto, though they aren't our Kanji and Naoto."
Kanji is too young, for starters, and he doubts that Naoto remembers things the way that they do. "It can be a bit overwhelming, but I will do my best to help you acclimate." He pauses. "...Dr. Maruki may also be around, though he's made himself scarce of late. That's at least one other familiar face from our world."
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His cheeks are slightly pink when he says that, but to his credit, he didn't stammer or anything. "...For the record, I didn't cheat on you, although Magpie had far too much fun engaging in texting games of gay chicken."
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Gay chicken...two Akechis trying to turn each other on...mmm, okay, that's definitely not unpleasant to think about. "Next time," his grin goes lopsided, "why don't I come over and be the referee? You have to have someone to judge such a...stimulating sport." He waggles his eyebrows.
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Being so suave and flirty and just... Ren Amamiya.
Absolute menace.
Well, he walked into this, and it was bound to come up one way or another. Hoo boy.
"Gay chicken." He reaches for his forehead, massaging his brow. "Magpie, erm. Came on a bit strong. ...And I'll note, this was at Raven's birthday party, as an elaborate diversion so the kids could steal the birthday cake. I..."
Oh. This is so incredibly awkward to admit.
"Well, let's just say that my body had thoughts that my mind did not agree with. I got uneasy, because more than anything, I missed you. Nothing happened. In fact, Magpie has zero interest in me in that particular context, but it..."
Hm.
"I still felt guilty."
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He scoots a little closer, once again pressing his forehead to Ren's. "More than anything, I've missed holding you close at night. I've missed kissing you. I've missed every one of your ridiculous antics... You're my world, Ren."
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