━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ This is a concept for a roleplay I'm hosting at the start of September. ( Please don't take the idea... I've been so committed to this for a few months now <//3 ) Note: This is a persona RP. ━━━━━ It's 2025, August 2nd, and luckily for Spade, it was finally sunny and nice out for his 14th birthday! The past few years well, they were unlucky. He invited all his friends and mutuals to come along and hang out with him to celebrate it! The whole day they went to varieties of different places, and man, the couple hours felt like years of joy. It was around evening when they finally made it to an arcade, one of the things Spade had been most excited for. Everyone spread around and played all different sorts of games for a while - though, the flashing lights did affect the poor boy's head, and he excused himself momentarily to go find a bathroom. Instead of that, he found a room that had a budged door, '' Hm? Why's the door so tough... '' Eventually, with a rough kick, the door thumped loudly and fell off ... into a spiral hole. Spade had almost tripped, but fell backwads, and yelled, '' Wh.. What is that?! '' He scrambled backwards, the others gathering nearby and feeling the same about of horror as he was. Something was happening? The world felt blurry. Dizzy. He felt like he was getting sucked in, and as everything began spinning, it went black. With the opening of his eyes - he couldn't tell how long he was out, or recall what just /happened./ The group of friends were sitting out in the open - the sky looked, pretty, it was shades of purples and yellows, with a high contrast. Where were we? Spade glanced at his hands, he felt older - like an adult, and he felt different. A fluffy tail hit against his back, and that was when he noticed that he isn't himself. He's somebody else. He's what he dreamt to be. Spade gazed around to see his friends, they're different too. This had to be a vivid dream. He has to be sleeping. A great amount of cartoony hands, ten times the size of the bunch, had effortlessly grabbed each one of the friends - setting them up on their feet carelessly. They look like cursors. As the hands fly up and away from them, very visible glowing arrows appeared in front of them, pointing at the path ahead. Spade stared, then let out a very announcing laugh - /he never makes noises that loud ever so intentionally/ - and he turned over to his friends, '' Well alas, my friends! We get to play a fun little game, we do those all the time at home, ahah! '' He smiled, and the friends complied. They were all not the same, and didn't act like they did at their h0$#?! . Huh? Their h#!9me - Oh. The memories are already fogging up, ahah. They continued on, and faced many amounts of different conflicts! They sometimes had to split up, they sometimes gained new weapons! New allies, or enemies! There was even cool LASER GUNS! AND RACE CARS! AND SUPERDERPAWSOMESTUFFTHATYOUSHOULDSTAYTUNED FOR! Oh? And they die! So pick the right decision as the time goes on, because the lore build up will make one shed a tear writing it! Clock, Pock and KAPOW! ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
