call me out post 2024

[yamadori]

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ this time around i wanted a smaller focus of characters, but i will definitely pull out one of these if you ask for them! ♛ call the characters out by putting their names in your subject line! i can also post starters if you need them ♛ gen, shipping, crosscanon and crau are all more than welcome! i've also got a wip shipping prefs list over here if you need it, but i'm down for trying just about anything! ♛ stuck on a prompt? here's a wip wishlist + a list of my favorite bakerstreet memes! meme code.

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AKIRA!!!

[belheir]

[u know what i want... gimme dat yaldy shit. lets make p5 worse]

bites ur hand... p5 spoilers up to december?? canon divergence?? idk the demons have me

[arsenist]

[It's dark in the depths of Mementos, the place that should no longer be.

Traversing it is not a problem; in fact, it's easier than it's ever been. The Shadows that used to crawl through every tunnel have been strangely absent, and yet the Phantom Thieves had been able to travel all the way to Iweleth without anys signs of movement, from enemies or otherwise. The thing that worries Akira the most, though, is that it still exists at all.

He hasn't been able to visit the Velvet Room, either... so even that venue of collecting information is fruitless right now.

As a group, they've made a circuit of this place and of the Depths themselves several times... But nothing points to why this place returned. Really, he shouldn't be on his own, but it seemed pointless to have the others come with him here when they could try searching through the places that they didn't check quite as closely.

It still feels just a little bit different here than everywhere else, but there's still no sign of Yaldabaoth. He should be defeated. Their battle should be over, and yet...

Akira scarcely has time to think it before something unprecedented happens.

It must be the sixth time he's walked through this space, and yet it's the first time that he sees another body in here with him.

His hand's on his dagger before it registers that the person - a boy? he doesn't look much older than Akira, but he's on the ground. He approaches cautiously but swiftly, cataloguing his appearance as he goes. Normal clothes, passed out, no sign of weapons or danger... though both could be lurking out of Akira's sight.

It's a gamble he's willing to take. If someone's hurt down here, he can't ignore that. Figuring out who it is and if they have any involvement with Mementos can come later. He crouches down beside him and shakes his shoulder, gentle but firm.]

Hey... Can you hear me? Are you hurt?

[belheir]

[It's strange how he's managed to get here. Everything is a blur, a mishmash of nonsensical low resolution images that make for poor memories as he slowly comes too. As he's slowly brought too by a seemingly gentle voice in a place that feels strangely comfortable. Like a home he doesn't know.

Kazuya's eyes flutter open half way, and he's slow to take stock of his surroundings. A boy, who he assumes was the speaker. Wearing a strange mask and outfit that he thinks would better suite someones cosplay at a convention than any practical wear.

Too much leather, he thinks idly.

The concern is nice, though. Unneeded, but nice.]

Five more minutes.

[He decides, closing his eyes again and trying to shoo off the hand on his shoulder.

Whatever just happened sapped his strength. Maybe that's to be expected for kicking God's ass, though the being thrown into wherever isn't particularly nice. He'll figure it out later.]

[arsenist]

[Akira should be worried, and he is, really... But he also can't help but crack a half-smile. How many times has he nodded off to sleep in the middle of something, just like this? It's familiar.]

Don't fall asleep here. It might not be safe.

[He thinks it probably isn't, at least... Even as bare as the tunnels have been, there's no guarantee that things will stay that way. Akira can't just leave somebody down here, especially not somebody that looks like an ordinary person.

He could try to carry him, maybe. They look about the same size as each other, so Akira's pretty sure he'd struggle even with all of the training he's done, but it might be worth it to try. Although, if he's hurt, there's a chance that lifting him could make it even worse...

...He really doesn't want to stay down here with a civilian, though.

Careful not to apply too much pressure, Akira reaches out and gently shakes his shoulder.]

[belheir]

[Ugh. Ugh. He's being cared about when all he wants to do is rest his eyes a little more.

He swats at the hand shaking him a little more, a little harder, but not using nearly enough of his strength for it to be more than a fly swat.]

I'm up, I'm up. I guess.

[And with that, he'll roll over onto his side so he can push himself up pretty pathetically, and finally look around, squinting. Ah.. This isn't Tokyo. This looks more like the demon realm than any place he knows of, and he's fairly certain Tokyo is also way more bustling and not. Indoors? Unless he's somehow passed out inside a really funky looking building. ]

Did you kidnap me?

[He squints at the Leather-Guy suspiciously, before shrugging.]

You could have done better.