Persona 4 RP Story/Dungeon

"Whatever, I always throw myself in the face of danger anyways!" Masuyo replied trying to pretend he was cool with it, but after the ass he was scared as fuck. Please dont let a gigantic penis fire semen rockets at my face or something behind this door.......

"Oh go on!" Stefan pushed Masuyo in, following in after him.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK SHIT SHITTTTTTTTTTTT" Masuyo shouted as he stumbled into the room.

The three enter the room and find themselves in an entirely black box several dozen feet wide. They watch as chalk lines begin to appear on the floor and walls drawing in arm chairs, a fire place, hunting trophies, a liqueur cabinet, a bearskin rug and two human figures. The human shapes become solid, materializing into Kentaro's shadow sitting on the chair and sipping a chalk drawing of a glass of wine while a mentally broken Kentaro kneels before him.

"Greetings gentlemen, I am pleased you could join us. I was just discussing the economic opportunities provided by capitalizing on the predictable psychological weaknesses of the typical low to middle class citizen with Kentaro here. Hohoho, But that would mean I am conversing with myself would it not? Please forgive my eccentricities."

"Shut up... just shut up..." mutters the real kentaro

"Why should we be silent? Why should we continue to put on this facade of mediocrity? To us this entire world is so predictable. Between us and these...these hectopascals the distance is more vast than any measurement of time or space. They are merely there to be exploited either to add to our own wealth or status. And if they have nothing else to offer then they are reduced to mere entertainment. In this world, money and intelligence are everything! You and I are one in the same. These are not your friends, you hide behind a carefully calculated facade because you fear your status as one of the elite. You refuse to try and pretend you do not need anything because you know you would be good at it. Not just good but the best. You can see can't you? We can see it! We can see every outcome and they all end with our uncontested power! The same power our mother and father tried to seize for their own. Every aspect of this pitiful world reduced to nothing more than equations, even people, especially people! Long ago we gave up any foolish notions of love or emotional attachment. After all what are they but electro-chemicals flowing through our central nervous system? We do not need them we do not need any of them! We can always find plenty of peons to feed our ambitions!"

"Enough of this "we" crap aight! I ain't like that... I ain't... I AIN'T YOU!"

"Y'know.......to be honest........this guy pisses me off." Masuyo said shaking. "No need for emotional attachment? People are just shitty math equations? Just use everyone as peons for your own gain?" he said getting angrier and angrier. "You don't value human life!? Friendship!? ANYONE who just uses others as their tools or puppets are trash! You hear me Kentaro!? You're GARBAGE!!!!!!!!!!" Masuyo shouting

"For the love of god just cool it and kick his ass ya damn drama queen."

"Heh. I know I know.Still.......people who just use innocent people for their personal bidding to aid themselves and end up harming others in the end.......the world is better without em." Masuyo said shaking his head to regain his demeanor. "Well then, its time to show you that equations aren't SHIT against bonds you asshat!" Masuyo shouted as he waited for Stefan and Shinta to be ready for their battle

Shinta stared at the floor with a sullen expression. Without warning he smirked and chuckled, "'Bonds,' huh? I don't know about all that. All I know is this," Shinta pulled out his knife and pointed it at Kentaro's Shadow, "I'll cut down anyone who tries to use me for entertainment."

"Violence is never the answer boys." Stefan commented, while ironically readying his axe. "Kentaro, we don't need to fight if you accept this thing, you know?"

"It worked with you, didn't it?" Shinta retorted.

"It sure as hell did." Masuyo said remembering that horrific scrap

"Accept it? No way...that... that thing ain't me yo!"

"HmhmhmhahahhaMWAHAHAHAHA!" Kentaro's shadaow begins laughing hysterically, "yes go on say it again, Who am I?"

"You bastard! YOU'RE NOT ME!"

"Mwahahaha! Indubitably! I am the true self!"



The rooms chalk lines rearrange themselves to form a grid all over the square room. Kentaro's shadow turns back into chalk lines and begins growing larger finally turning into a giant black humanoid shape with glowing red digits all over.

"C3H8 + 5O2 --> 3CO2 + 4H2O" Chalk drawn letters and numbers come from a black mouth on it's eyelessless head, and several of the squares near the three begin glowing before erupting into columns of flame.

"Huh." Stefan took a defensive stance. "I don't suppose ice is gonna work this time, is it?"

"I dunno, NOTHING likes to work here." Masuyo said rolling his eyes

"That's the nature of this world." Stefan mumbled.

"4B + 3O2 → 2B2O3" more chalk equations come out of the shadows mouth. This time its hands begin burning with green fire.

"C3H8 + 5O2 → 3CO2 + 4H2O" The squares beneath the three's feet begin to heat up....

"Crap. We're out of time here." Stefan hopped off the square. Staring at the rest of the fire, he weighed his options.

"C3H8 + 5O2 → 3CO2 + 4H2O" Several more squares on the ceiling and walls heat up around Stefan, forcing him to keep moving closer to the shadow.

"Huh. It's trying to separate us!" Stefan stared at the shadow. "HAH!" He jumped at the shadow. "Power hit!" Ippon Datara manifested itself, giving Stefan a boost of strength. He slashed at the shadow.

The Shadow raises its flaming hands to defend itself, the flames combine with the power hit exploding to knock back Stefan towards Masuyo. The explosion also knocks the Shadow off balance briefly revealing a mark on its left side that isn't a glowing number:

"Hmm. A weak spot?" Stefan said, singed. He patted down his smoking clothes.

"Hit it." Masuyo said with Stefan sitting on top of his back, pointing at the spot as black frost slammed his large fists down on it like a club

"f47a7x6(8l9w2/34+68%77)5=4-6k4" an unintelligible mass of numbers and letters comes out of the Shadows mouth as it moves back in pain, suddenly a grand piano shoots out of the mark crashing straight for the group.

Masuyo had black frost catch the piano, but was struggling to hold it. "Gimme a hand Stefan!"

"Rampage!' Ippon Dattara smashed the piano. "IF you can't stop it, break it. Cover me!" Stefan charged in ahead.

"On it! Rakujaka!" Masuyo shouted giving Stefan a defensive barrier

"Hah!!" Stefan swung at the shadow, knocking it backwards. "Hit the weak spot!"