MadScientist-Seiji

Project Afterimage note: this text essay follows the Aria gameplay route thus, will end in the Aria "Best End" --Character:Database-- Lancelot von Schneider    >A genius born to a German father and a Japanese mother, lived in Germany during his childhood, he and his sickly mom were expelled from the von Schneider household after his father commited suicide, the reason, her mom is Japanese. Resided in Japan ever since then. Former President of the Gaming Arts Club. Sayuri Masachika    >Lancelot's love interest during his sophomore to junior year. A quick learner in school, as well as in the games she specializes in. Died in a snow land

Project After-Image --HourTwo A Berserker's Silent Prayer-- ---------- On the same night that I got Aria's number, she immediately sent me a mail. [Hey hey Lance! Wanna do another match set with me? Sorry, It's just... I like your playstyle :P ] Then, we started to casually exchange mails throughout that night. The name "Aria" flooded my inbox. It felt weird because, ever since that incident, I haven't used my cellphone that much. [Really? What about my playstyle? It's crap, compared to yours.] [No, it's not crap. I can tell you've got experience to back it up. I've been wondering... Are you... perhaps... "that" Lancelot von Schneide

ProjectAfter-Image --HourOne:Redemptio-- --------- "Mr. von Schneider?" "Mr. von Schneider??" "Sensei*, he's out, he left during lunch break..." "Geez that boy, he's gonna fail this semester!" "Uhhmm... Sensei... He's still ranked 3rd in our class..." "If you don't get enough attendance, it's a good as flunking exams!" "......." "Bah~ never mind, let's continue where we left off yesterday..." --------- The sun outside is a real bummer, it's too damn hot. I thought as I patiently wait for my turn to play while casually watching people play Melty Blood: Actress Again in the local arcade lane. Player One has just entered the fig

Project Afterimage --Zero Hour Bittersweet Reverie-- --------- "It... it wasn't... your fault... I'm... sorry I had to... say goodbye like this... I... love....................... y...ou........" *teeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet* I wasn't able to give a proper reply, nor even muster enough courage to mutter any sound at all. All I did was held her hand, frail as it is and almost white from being caught up in the snow. I was overwhelmed by everything around me. The emergency room, the doctors and nurses, the medical equipment, the heavy atmosphere... ...And above all, by the person lying before me... Sayuri Masachika... who's life is abo