Soki Tsurinai's "Awakening"

What a disgusting day! Everything seemed so wrong! So disgusting! This day would certainly be a record breaker with how many times Tsurinai Soki had used her whip. Everything she deemed as imperfect, the felt the sharp sting of her universal weapon. Whether it be living or inanimate, she paid no mind to difference. Imperfections were disgusting. For once such as she, who had order and control ever since she was a child, when it came to something she truly did not like she didn't know how to handle it. Her first reaction was to get rid of it so it could never be seen again on the face of the Earth. Not an adult thing to do, but to be honest Tsurinai Soki was hardly an adult at heart. Looking to escape the trouble of these imperfections, she followed a laid out trail from some higher power. It brought her to a school. A school she hadn't ever seen before, or even heard of. However, if it were a place where things were not filled with imperfections, she'd have no problem entering it. For once who was so set on fate bringing all to the same end, she surely couldn't stop pulling her hair out about something she couldn't control.

Wandering within the school, it didn't take long for her to come across a strange and extraordinary doorway. It was so out of place.. Turning the handle, the silver haired woman would enter it, not expecting whatever was behind its embrace.

(Sorry for making this confusing.)

When the woman would enter the door, it would immediately close and disappear from behind her. There was no escape now. Everything was going according to Eris' plan. Soon, the woman shall be hers to control. She just needed that one last push.

The woman would find herself in what looked like to be an arena. It was not run down, like in the history books, but rather, it looked like it was recently built. Inside of the stands, where the audience would sit, there were "people" watching from above. The stands were filled with these "people." They were at least shaped like people. They had the silhouettes of people, but that was all. The actual bodies themselves were pure black and gray. They had large white eyes, staring at whoever entered.

In the middle of the arena was to be the worst display of organization in the world. It was a pile of recyclables, each had their own label. One label was for glass, one for plastic, one for paper. But in each one, there were multiple cases where they would be mixed up. They weren't even organized by size. It was if the sadistic goddess' apple threw a bunch of things into piles, not even caring about the labels, nor did she care for size, color, anything.

It would be disgusting to someone who wasn't a perfectionist. But there was a reason. All it took was a touch and it all would be over. Even if she would use her whip to hit just one single touch. The apple had the power to evoke her potential with just one touch. It would be all over. It was screaming for her to just give one poke, one brush against it. Eris was waiting anxiously as well. This woman would be a wonderful asset to her mission.

Tsurinai Soki would slowly lift her gloved hand to the narrow of her nose. Using her index finger and thumb, she'd pinch it while closing her eyes and giving the most annoyed sigh a person would ever hear from her lips. What was this? An annoying dream with no end, all based around things being imperfect or wrong? There were even limits to what bothered her when it came to how perfect things were. In a business sense, her craving for perfection was always related to the Tsurinai Group and making her father proud. Though she was a heavy believer of fate, she still wished to control things that came to her father's business. After all, everything she sacrificed in her life as a child, was simply for him. Instead of living the average life, she allowed him to pull her into his world and become his sole heir. The perfection was born because of this act alone. Making her father proud, everything needed to be right. The tests needed to be successful, the scientists needed to be flawless. Soki, herself, needed to be perfection incarnate. This was the only way he'd accept her. After watching her father practically disown her two other siblings, she went above and beyond the call to remain faithful to him. As the eldest child with the Tsurinai blood running through her veins, it was her duty. Her purpose fate had given her, even before her birth. "This dream is rather annoying. Especially when there is so much work I should be doing." The young silver haired woman would shift her hand over to her cheek and squeeze it as hard as she could to wake up. Even to the point that her pale cheek became quite red, and two little pools of tears formed in the corners of her eyes. "B-bad move.." Soki attempted to keep her composure while rubbing her cheek with both hands.

Her silver eyes scanned the area once more, looking at the strange beings surrounding her. Something horrible seemed to happen here, but for some reason she felt like she was home. It was a rather strange sensation for someone, like yourself, who seemed so out of place most of her days. Walking forward towards the mess in the center of the arena, she would kneel down. Her eye twitched, signifying it was still an eye sore, but she would reach out and grab one piece of the filth. "What a disgusting dream this is."

(My laptop broke, so that explains why I couldn't post for a few days. >.< It's not fixed, though, but I figured out a way to post. >>.<< )

When the woman would touch the piece of recycling, it was time. By touching the apple, everything that she ever wished to not hear, every character flaw, and her deepest secrets would come out. It would either drive her into slavery or drive her into insanity. Either option would be pretty funny, but a "Persona" would "Awaken," regardless.

She would find all of the lights of the Hippodrome cut out, as if they were powered by electricity. After a few seconds, a bright light would come down, making her visible, like a spot light, almost. Vivid images would appear before her, like a television screen of nightmares. Eris would watch her creation come to life, smiling at what was to come.

The screen showed a small Soki, studying in her room. Then it showed Soki researching the day before. A few words would pop up on the screen. They would read, Notice the Difference? The television would then put the two images on the screen, a line separating the images down the middle. On one side, the word, REAL would appear at the top. On the side with yesterday's Soki, the words, FAKE.

It would then ask her, So how much do you know about Shadows? Almost as if the screen was giving her a dark, evil grin as it asked the question. It didn't wait for a response. It would then say, Did you know that you're a Shadow? The screen would then cut to the day that Soki discovered Limbo. It would show the young Soki being pulled in and the new Soki coming out. Then it was played again in slow motion. The screen would flash up new words, this time, it was YOU ARE FAKE.

Cut to a room with Soki's father inside. He looked upset. He would say to the camera,"My daughter is a Shadow... How could I have let this happen? I can't tell her, who knows what would happen? He said it as if he was talking to Soki herself.

The words Shadow would pop up on the screen. Then it would appear larger, then it would flash in again, even larger. It would continue to get larger and larger until the word filled the whole Hippodrome, she would see it no matter where she would look. The audience would join in, saying the words over and over again. Then they would start screaming it, as if they were disgusted at their own kin. It looked like it would never end. Hopefully Eris didn't go too far. If her sanity was too far gone, she would be useless. But she figured that a drooling, broken User would work just fine, maybe. It was all up in the air.

"You think.." The young Tsurinai muttered a few words from her lips as these so call videos played about her, trying to trick her into thinking she was a Shadow. "You think I'll believe any of this?! Whatever games you're playing, I'm not a fool to fall for them! How could I be a Shadow?!" Yes, how? Shadows were the enemy to mankind.. They preyed on the minds of humans and deliberately hunted them. If she were the same, then that'd make no sense! This was all a lie of course, and Tsurinai Soki would not have it. Raising a hand to her forehead, she'd close her eyes and take a breath. Secretly she had always felt like she hadn't belonged.. Something was not right about the experiment that failed some time ago. She just could not remember.. Sliding her hand down her face, her fingers would slide across the contacts in her eyes. This would remove them altogether, revealing the shining amber hues every Shadow held so dear. If it were true, and she truly were a Shadow, then why did her father wish to still keep use of her? No Shadow could be the heir of a family. It was improbable.. "No, this is just a joke. I'm nothing like those monsters. Whoever is doing this, show yourself! You'll fall by my hand!" Yes that would solve all problems. Don't agree with something, simply try to destroy it! This was the way of the Tsurinai, wasn't it?! Such a proud clan and so many expectations to live up too. These lies would mean nothing if she were just another person, but no. She had responsibilities on her shoulders, and being a Shadow... the things she hunted.. could hinder her relationship with her father. The situation was repulsive.

((Sorry Genj, Dahling. I'm going to pull back on Soki and do a custom awakening with Nyarlathotep. Since I'm taking her out as a Slave, I'll assist OoC if you need anything else. Or we can just postpone this whole thing.))