Character: Male Protagonist (His name is “Arisato Minato” in the manga, so that’s what will probably be used.)
Series: Persona 3
Character Age: 16-17
Canon: At the stroke of midnight, all electronic appliances suddenly shut off; the sky turns an eerie shade of green and all water becomes blood-red This is the Dark Hour, a "hidden" hour between one day and the next. The only forms of "life" during this time are Shadows, creatures who feed on humans, turning them into mindless drones. Only a select few are aware of the Dark Hour: Persona Users, those with the the ability to summon a "Persona", a manifestation of one's psyche that protects its user. And so a band of teenagers is tasked with battling Shadows for the sake of humanity, led by our main character here.
A transfer student who arrived at the beginning of his second year of high school, he’s a quiet, yet capable person, able to adapt to just about any situation quickly in a calm and efficient manner. Though he seems unemotive and aloof, his friends call him "Leader" for a reason -- he is a strong pillar of support for those around him, being decisive and able to make strong calls in difficult situations. Outside of battle, however, he's rather passive and easy-going, rarely voicing his opinions unless asked. However, to his friends, he's a kind and gentle person who’ll help anyone who asks without complaint, always willing to lend an ear when someone is troubled, and generally worries more about others than himself. Of course, even he can get slightly exasperated at times. In a sense, he's surprisingly straightforward, despite appearances.
NOTE : Much of his general personality is taken from the drama CDs.
Sample Post:
When I came to, the first thought that popped into my mind was whether I was still dreaming or not. For one thing, I'd never seen so much corn before in my life. For another, I'd never seen a purple gorilla before either. Of course, zombies are completely out as well. But, in the end, I think what really made me question reality was the fact that I was seeing all this from over a hundred feet in the air while being held upside-down by a very large tentacle. … Suffice to say, I was very wide awake by that point. Or still dreaming. Either or, I guess.
Apparently, the tentacle’s owner’s name is Marcy. Ah, the reason I know that is because a little bird happened to tell me. That is, not metaphorically, but telepathically. I don’t really get it myself, but whatever. It seems that the bird took it upon itself to translate what she (I think it’s a she, anyway) said, and vice versa.
… She was lonely, or so I was told. Apparently, she moved some time ago. And, while she’s grown very attached to her silo, she hasn’t received too many visitors since the move. I’m assuming the height might have something to do with that. Though, apparently, she didn’t actually have that many visitors before the move either. I’m assuming the tentacles might have something to do with that. … Either way, she wouldn’t get many visitors anyway, but... Well, for now, I think I’ll keep that part to myself. In any case, I decided to stick around and listen to what she had to say. Not that I really had a choice in the matter to begin with.
We talked about a number of things. Like how the farm’s air is much cleaner and less radioactive compared to the swamp she apparently used to live in, or how it’d been so long since she felt the warmth of another creature that wasn’t either partially decayed or misplaced/miscoloured African wildlife. At some point, she offered to let me stay with her in her silo, which I respectfully declined.
… In the end, the answer’s pretty simple. If she’s lonely, then all she needs is a little company. If we become friends, I can visit her as much as she wants… is what I said, but, when I made the suggestion, for some reason, she ended up releasing me and demanded that I never show my face again. The bird who’d been translating everything until now left one final message for me while flying off. I think it said something like:
"Learn to read the mood"
… … Somehow, I think I'll pass...
Barely made the cut by 76.6%.