[Okay. Now that Chie's been thoroughly briefed that this is not some new weird dimension inside of the TV and that she's in no immediate danger, she's calmed down and stopped embarrassing herself. She's still got her glasses in her pocket, just in case, but so far she hasn't found a single situation where they've been necessary or even useful. What IS useful is wailing on this training dummy with her powerful kicks, because of course she showed up in this place as a Monk.]
[But it still feels weird, being dragged into a place like this. Why was she the one who got chosen for the job, out of all their friends? The Chief seems more suited to being a...a-a Hero of Light, wasn't it?...than Chie could ever be.]
[Still, it's not that bad. Sure, she misses her friends and family, and even her smelly dog. But it's kind of cool to think that right now she's working hard to save them. She'll just have to tough this out, lift up her chin, and punt the Calamity to the next universe! Chie, that's not how this works.]
[Once she's worked up a good sweat, she stands back and wipes her brow with a big smile on her face.]
Five-hundred kicks...not a bad way to start things off!
[Then her gaze tracks to the sword she set down on the bench. Monk isn't the only job she picked up, apparently she's also a Paladin. Chie scratches her head, tousling her short brown hair. What's she supposed to do with this thing, anyway? Her legs are where it's at. Wearing a sword and armor will just slow her down, won't it?]
[Sighing, she hefts up the sword, and finds it to be...surprisingly light! Or is she just stronger now? Well, whatever! She takes a clumsy swing at the dummy aaaaaaand chops it right in two. The upper half goes thumping limply to the ground, leaving Chie standing there with eyes the size of dinner plates.]
Oh crap! I didn't mean to ruin it!
[Murderer. Vandal!]
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5. A Thing Called Mognet
[Chie stares down at the blank piece of paper in front of her, awkwardly grasping her quill. How is she supposed to hold this weird thing? More importantly, she only knows how to write Japanese, and even then her literary skills are only adequate at best.]
Uh...
[Oh man. Why can't they invent cell phones, or texting devices? That would be so much easier.]
[The Moogle floats patiently nearby. It had already offered to transcribe for her, but Chie was too embarrassed to accept. She's not so high and mighty that she has to rely on others to write her letters for her.]
[No, she's got this. She's totally got this. Chie concentrates hard, scrawling each letter as best she can. It looks pretty good! ...For a first-grader, maybe. Finally she finishes, and picks up the letter to dash outside and grab the attention of the first person she meets.]
Hey! Excuse me! Does this look legible enough to you?
[What she wrote is 'Hello my name is Chie nice to meat you I am neuw hear and not so good at writing please be gentul.' But good luck translating even that. She looks up at this person, eyes shining with hope. It's passable, right? At least a C+?]
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F. Shadow Dungeon
[OOC: For all your shadow needs! What personal hell is your character going through, or preparing to go through? Chie can help! And kick psychic tanks!]
Chie Satonaka | Persona 4
Hyah! Uwahhhh! HYAH!
[Okay. Now that Chie's been thoroughly briefed that this is not some new weird dimension inside of the TV and that she's in no immediate danger, she's calmed down and stopped embarrassing herself. She's still got her glasses in her pocket, just in case, but so far she hasn't found a single situation where they've been necessary or even useful. What IS useful is wailing on this training dummy with her powerful kicks, because of course she showed up in this place as a Monk.]
[But it still feels weird, being dragged into a place like this. Why was she the one who got chosen for the job, out of all their friends? The Chief seems more suited to being a...a-a Hero of Light, wasn't it?...than Chie could ever be.]
[Still, it's not that bad. Sure, she misses her friends and family, and even her smelly dog. But it's kind of cool to think that right now she's working hard to save them. She'll just have to tough this out, lift up her chin, and punt the Calamity to the next universe!
Chie, that's not how this works.][Once she's worked up a good sweat, she stands back and wipes her brow with a big smile on her face.]
Five-hundred kicks...not a bad way to start things off!
[Then her gaze tracks to the sword she set down on the bench. Monk isn't the only job she picked up, apparently she's also a Paladin. Chie scratches her head, tousling her short brown hair. What's she supposed to do with this thing, anyway? Her legs are where it's at. Wearing a sword and armor will just slow her down, won't it?]
[Sighing, she hefts up the sword, and finds it to be...surprisingly light! Or is she just stronger now? Well, whatever! She takes a clumsy swing at the dummy aaaaaaand chops it right in two. The upper half goes thumping limply to the ground, leaving Chie standing there with eyes the size of dinner plates.]
Oh crap! I didn't mean to ruin it!
[Murderer. Vandal!]
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5. A Thing Called Mognet
[Chie stares down at the blank piece of paper in front of her, awkwardly grasping her quill. How is she supposed to hold this weird thing? More importantly, she only knows how to write Japanese, and even then her literary skills are only adequate at best.]
Uh...
[Oh man. Why can't they invent cell phones, or texting devices? That would be so much easier.]
[The Moogle floats patiently nearby. It had already offered to transcribe for her, but Chie was too embarrassed to accept. She's not so high and mighty that she has to rely on others to write her letters for her.]
[No, she's got this. She's totally got this. Chie concentrates hard, scrawling each letter as best she can. It looks pretty good! ...For a first-grader, maybe. Finally she finishes, and picks up the letter to dash outside and grab the attention of the first person she meets.]
Hey! Excuse me! Does this look legible enough to you?
[What she wrote is 'Hello my name is Chie nice to meat you I am neuw hear and not so good at writing please be gentul.' But good luck translating even that. She looks up at this person, eyes shining with hope. It's passable, right? At least a C+?]
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F. Shadow Dungeon
[OOC: For all your shadow needs! What personal hell is your character going through, or preparing to go through? Chie can help! And kick psychic tanks!]