What if Persona 5 were just a bunch of teenagers with chuunibyou,

What if everything you know was just a dream?

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what if the main character was in a coma the entire time?

What if they're all in purgatory?

>>379374372
What if main character was character from undertale?

why do so many tumblr sjws have P5 avatars?

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What if the jews didn't do 9/11?

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UNOFFICIAL
PHANTOM
FEATHERMAN

THEIR DISTORTIONS ARE NO MATCH FOR OUR DELUSIONS!

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>>379374372
“I may be speaking to the wrong Niijima. You are not a skilled prosecutor like your sister, after all.”

“You should be grateful we have a roof over our heads!”

“I know… I know you were left with big shoes to fill.”

“Hahaha! “My” what?” Mocked Kaneshiro. The music from downstairs still blared loudly from the speakers but the balcony might as well be dead silent, everyone was anxious with anticipation.

“You gonna sic your daddy on me?”

“Daddy?” She thought, her eyes were wide open. “Father… What would father do? What would he say?” Contemplated Makoto, alas, she could not recall a single conversation with her dad, much less would she know how he would handle this situation. “What would a hero do? What would someone with actual courage even say?” Blanking out on words of wisdom from her father, Makoto’s mind went to the movies she liked to watch as a kid: Police dramas, with mafiosos like Kaneshiro and heroes like her dad... What would the protagonist from that show she loved say?

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“Or my…” Makoto’s mind was set, she would instill fear into the hearts of the wrongdoers. The girl dramatically pointed her finger up at the heavens and then at Kaneshiro “...Or my fists will serve swift justice upon you!”

Silence.

More silence.

Then raucous laughter erupted. All the patrons of the club present started absolutely losing it . “ That ’s it?” She could hear some of them say. Even some of the girls, most of whom were probably there against their will, joined in. Owari merely hung her head down low in shame.

This is the first time Makoto saw Kaneshiro outright laughing, his voice overpowered all the others present. “Hahaha! Oh wow!” Kaneshiro comically slapped his knee and bent over, screaming at the ground. “This is just fucking fantastic!” The mafioso looked up at Makoto, still bent, all while sporting the biggest shit eating grin of all time. “Yo-You’re gonna b-b-beat me up?” Kaneshiro waved his hands frantically in front of his face while tears of laughter formed in his eyes. “Pff- P-Please don’t hurt me, girl! I’m too young to die!” His guffaw reached a peak before it stopped, the room also gradually stopped when they noticed his face now carried a serious expression. “Seriously though, I’m feeling nice and you made me lose my shit for a while there so I won’t have my guards break that finger with a sledgehammer.” He gave the girl a proud look, feeling so good about himself for having such self control. Makoto despairingly looked at the girl, she couldn’t imagine the pain of having her only hope being snuffed out so soon, she had to do something. “If we don’t have any business to attend to I’ll ask that my friends here escort you out-”

try and steal it, asshats!

>>379374372
A chuubo what?