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Old QM coming back around for something that's been in the back of my brain. Tried writing a fanfic for it but I felt the format would work better for a quest, so taking my plot beats, outline and such here.
Will update when able (approximately 1-2 times a day, Sunday-Thursday)
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The oily black mass bubbles beneath the streets. Inaba seems blissfully unaware of what trembles beneath, but you can sense that there's a deep danger here. It strikes through to your core, like a cold knife piercing your heart.
This wintry grasp is familiar to you, although only in fractured, shattered memories from ten years ago. The man who brought you into the van. Who brought you inside the television and the white endless expanse of fog that lay beyond. It only came in small memories, or glimpses, or nightmares.
Like this one.
The surging darkness wells up, coming for you. You weren't sure how you knew, but there was no mistaking that this was seeking to draw you into its fold.
Desperate, your footsteps race across Inaba, trying anywhere you can to get away from it. You know it's a dream- this is one you've had before- but that doesn't quell the terror in your heart.
You spy a door that seems...oddly familiar. It seems to be of a deep blue color- but not painted. As if the wood itself is blue. You try to turn the handle- it's locked. Your hand lifts to hammer on the door as you call for help. The loud knocks echo through the landscape as the darkness surges closer, and-
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<span class="mu-s">"Nanako, it's time to get up. Aren't you meeting your friends today?"</span>
The voice of your father, Ryotaro Dojima, pierces through the dreamscape. It was him knocking on the door. You breathe a small sigh of relief, and shift up to a sitting position on your bed.
<span class="mu-s">"I'm up,"</span> you respond groggily, lifting a hand to your face to try and wipe away the nightmare.
An affirmative grunt comes from the other side. <span class="mu-s">"I've got to get to work soon. Just wanted to make sure you were up before I left."</span>
You take in another deep breath before exhaling it out, steadying your breathing and coming back to a calm state.
It had been ten years since that near-death experience, when you'd been hospitalized. The nightmare hasn't changed, but it feels like it's more common than it used to be...
You could talk to your Dad about it, but he's a bit of a realist, even with everything that had happened ten years ago. Or you could try to call Yu, but he was often busy with Kirijo and the Shadow Operatives. Or, just do what you've done before and swallow it down, put on a smile and go see your friends.
A) Talk to Dad about the dream
B) Call Big Bro Yu and talk to him about the dream
C) You'll decompress later- you need to go meet your friends for lunch
D) Other/Write-in
Will update when able (approximately 1-2 times a day, Sunday-Thursday)
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The oily black mass bubbles beneath the streets. Inaba seems blissfully unaware of what trembles beneath, but you can sense that there's a deep danger here. It strikes through to your core, like a cold knife piercing your heart.
This wintry grasp is familiar to you, although only in fractured, shattered memories from ten years ago. The man who brought you into the van. Who brought you inside the television and the white endless expanse of fog that lay beyond. It only came in small memories, or glimpses, or nightmares.
Like this one.
The surging darkness wells up, coming for you. You weren't sure how you knew, but there was no mistaking that this was seeking to draw you into its fold.
Desperate, your footsteps race across Inaba, trying anywhere you can to get away from it. You know it's a dream- this is one you've had before- but that doesn't quell the terror in your heart.
You spy a door that seems...oddly familiar. It seems to be of a deep blue color- but not painted. As if the wood itself is blue. You try to turn the handle- it's locked. Your hand lifts to hammer on the door as you call for help. The loud knocks echo through the landscape as the darkness surges closer, and-
-
<span class="mu-s">"Nanako, it's time to get up. Aren't you meeting your friends today?"</span>
The voice of your father, Ryotaro Dojima, pierces through the dreamscape. It was him knocking on the door. You breathe a small sigh of relief, and shift up to a sitting position on your bed.
<span class="mu-s">"I'm up,"</span> you respond groggily, lifting a hand to your face to try and wipe away the nightmare.
An affirmative grunt comes from the other side. <span class="mu-s">"I've got to get to work soon. Just wanted to make sure you were up before I left."</span>
You take in another deep breath before exhaling it out, steadying your breathing and coming back to a calm state.
It had been ten years since that near-death experience, when you'd been hospitalized. The nightmare hasn't changed, but it feels like it's more common than it used to be...
You could talk to your Dad about it, but he's a bit of a realist, even with everything that had happened ten years ago. Or you could try to call Yu, but he was often busy with Kirijo and the Shadow Operatives. Or, just do what you've done before and swallow it down, put on a smile and go see your friends.
A) Talk to Dad about the dream
B) Call Big Bro Yu and talk to him about the dream
C) You'll decompress later- you need to go meet your friends for lunch
D) Other/Write-in
