Age: 18
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History: Jou was a pretty chill guy. The fifth and youngest son of some rich family, nobody really expected anything of him, and he didn’t really expect anything of himself, either. He wasn’t really resentful of his position in life, nor did he hate any of his older brothers (whom his parents cared much more about). Nah, he was cool with it all. Hey, they were born first, that was their deal. Got to become politicians or doctors or whatever, man. They were all smart guys. All pretty rad, in their own ways. Sometimes they got on Jou’s case, but hey man, Jou was cool with that, too. They were just looking out for him. He didn’t really care, but that was their business. Him? He was just going to lounge around on his futon and get high as hell. Read some magazines. Surf the Intertubes. You know? He was still smart enough to scrape by in school – the teaches, them’s always said he had so much potential, if only he actually used it. But nah, it was just so much easier to toke it up and really wonder about things. Important things. Like why they’d decided to go with ‘werehog’ when it was obviously a combination of a hedgehog and a wolf, not a man and a hedgehog. Sometimes he’d mix things in, just to make things really weird. Booze? LSD? Yes, please, and tell the stars that they’re singing too loud and keeping him up at night, please.
But anyway, yeah. This one time around midnight, he was toking it up and, like, this starfish thing with one eye appeared. But then it was, like, a girl? Which was weird, because Jou was pretty sure he was in his apartment. Didn’t really know where the girl came from and, frankly, his was not the kind of apartment where girls randomly showed up. Unless the bowl summoned her? In which case, he really needed to talk to that guy again, this stuff was dope. She started talking about all this stuff and it was really deep and all, and Jou just nodded and took a few more puffs. No idea what she was talking about. Darkness and shadows and the soul and all this other stuff. Tartarus, guns that weren’t guns… wait, there were more than twenty four hours in a day? Hold up. Hold up. Man, this was way too complicated for Jou.
"Whaddya even want," he'd say, taking another drag. Before she could even say anything, he responded. "Sure. Aight. Let's do it." She asked if he was sure. "Yeah, sure." She asked if he'd even been paying attention. "Naw, sis," he'd say, blowing some smoke into her face. "But let's do it."
And, uh, apparently now he was fighting these shadow things. Jou felt like perhaps he should have paid a bit more attention, but ah, nah, it was fine, really. It was really just basically like that one time he’d had this really awful acid trip, only there were significantly less naked faeries this time around, and he also hadn’t woken up naked in the streets of some city three precincts away.
That’d been some good stuff.
Grade: 11
Specialty: Support
Race: Human
Level: 1
EXP: 0/100
Health: 100/100
SP: 100/100
Perks: Connections, Fighter
Persona: Death
Name: Alice
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Skills: Agi
Elements: Fire
