seasonsrpg | [Open Log] I end up holding onto those dreams

WHO: Makoto Naegi & anyone
WHAT: Makoto returns after dying and canon updating
WHEN: Evening of August 2nd onwards
WHERE: Winter Flower Yard, Welcome Center
WARNINGS: possible death talk, killing game talk, descriptions crazy despair in the threads (will add to headers when necessary)

Winter Flower yard: Closed to Mukuro (

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After his unfortunate death against his Ultimate Despair Reflection, Naegi was sent to his flower to revive. Instead of just a peaceful rest, his mind was experiencing his future. Leaving Hope's Peak Academy, joining the Future Foundation. Dealing with the Remnants of Despair. Facing Junko again, even if she was just a computer program.

If that wasn't enough, he was forced into another killing game. Another desperate fight between hope and despair. Hope won, even if it came with great sacrifices.

Even if a long time went by at home, only three whole days go by while he's in the giant White Iris. Now Naegi is ready to come out. He's wearing the white clothes that he had in the beginning and looks healthy, even if a little older.

Welcome Center

After a few days of getting his thoughts in order, consoling Mukuro and making sure his Pokémon were alright, Naegi returns to the Welcome Center. It felt weird, now, coming back with what he has experienced so much. At the same time it was also soothing to be able to just go back to working with Ellipsa things again.

It's very likely to find Naegi reading some files or writing some notes -- basically doing some boring, mundane things. But if anyone walks into the lobby he looks up with a smile.

"Welcome."

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Naegi will most likely reach out to his CR to just ask them how they're doing or just talk in general, grateful for their existence here. If you want to discuss a custom thread, you can poke me through DMs, through the Seasons Unofficial Discord or

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makoto-kun!!!
I didn'tsee you at any of the parties the past couple days and I thought maybe you went home since no one said anything but then I heard you died????

Mukuro had set up her tent at the flower yard... she had a luxury one, yes, but she didn't feel worth anything like that. So instead, she'd brought one more akin to what she'd been used to in her military days. A shelter pitched by the fences, patterned white and grey canvas so it blended in with the snow, with a simple sleeping bag and pack for her rations inside.

And there she waited, nibbling at said rations and trying to make sense of everything that had happened.

Of a Makoto that acted so much like her beloved Junko. Of shooting that Makoto down- that almost felt like she was killing him herself or killing her sister again- Of being too late to save the one she cared about. Again. Again and again.

Useless disappointment. Her talent was supposed to be her one redeeming feature, wasn't it? And that wasn't enough.

Since Avalon... she was always the one who lived with the despair of failing them.

That should be a good thing, shouldn't it? The despair she had given Junko with her own death at the hands of Gungnir, she was now feeling it for herself, over and over. Something like that. That was a good thing, wasn't it? She was one of the Despair Sisters, once upon a time, so bringing all of it down on herself was... what? Something she wanted? A righteous punishment? Prove of her own worthlessness?

Wth her despair, she could feel every little movement in the ground.

That's right, it heightened her Seasonal powers too, didn't it? Perhaps that was why, even though she'd tuned out the world around her to a blank static, she still felt the movement when his flower sent him out.

Movement...

Movement?

Movement- wait, she had been waiting for that...!

Thankfully, her body had moved before her mind had caught up, and she had already rushed over to the flower. Maybe it was those old combat instincts kicking in? By the time she realised what she was seeing, there was Makoto. In those same white robes as they all wore when they first arrived.

He looked different. Older, maybe...still a little shorter than her, but yes, definitely older now? Then again, nothing felt quite right. Not even the sound of her own voice.

"Hey..."

But, she knew for certain that it was him.

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Squinting at him- staring-

"Why do you look more like a grown-up than you did before?"

Asking all the important questions here, Mary! She came by the Welcome Center fairly often, Naegi was one of the first friends she made in this world, after all. Therefore she had to come and bother him.

Her droopy-eared Mimikyu, Mimi, followed close behind her.

[Between the dragon errands, the fulminant flight of the dragons, and the temporary disappearance of his precious mentee, Hijikata's been on an absolute emotional rollercoaster over the course of the last week or two. When he passes by the Welcome Centre after once again delivering some oddities from the Segments to the Research Centre, he decides to dip in and catch up with the boy - only to do a double take at his matured appearance.]

Well, damn, Makoto-kun. And here I thought Jean had a growth spurt!

[In fairness, Makoto didn't shoot up to Jean's height - not even remotely -, but it's equally sudden!]

[ When she spots Naegi at the coffee shop that they planned to meet at, she can't help but make a rather half-hearted comment: ]

You know, when I think about people getting their growth spurts quickly I didn't mean for them to do the time warp in the span of a couple of weeks.

[ Inaba... ]

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Winter Flower Yard (tw despair/dissociation)

Welcome Center (have the little one too)

Welcome Center

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