#the persona tatoba is based on the ooo tatoba sic figure

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Was thinking about my Ankh/OOO/Hina Phantom Thief concept because of P5R, so here’s an attempt at her Awakening.

“Ah, Hina-kun!” A familiar voice shouted as the young teen turns to it’s source. A man in blue and white, with a kitsune mask runs towards her, a sword strapped to his side. The teen lets out a small shriek until a familiar hand places it on her shoulder.

“Ah, fret not Hina-kun. It’s me, Yusuke!” The man shouts, pulling his mask up a little to reveal the visage of the art loving student. A group of four figures follow suit, each in equally interesting outfits, and is that a cat?

“Y-Yusuke? Where am I? What is this place? And, when did you get this outfit? It’s so stylish... Ah, not the time Hina!” She stops her worlds with a small slap to her own face, before focusing back on Yusuke and the others.

“Dude, didja reveal your identity to her, seriously?” The one with a skull mask asks, walking over to Yusuke.

“Why not? She’s a friend of mine, and this place is best met with company.”

“That’s not exactly the point...” The one in the villainess outfit speaks next. “What do you think leader?” She asks, looking at the last human of the group.

“... It’s fine. We’ve met her before, and she seems to have only the best interests in mind for Yusuke.” He speaks, which is when it hits Hina. 

“Oh! You guys are-”

“Pains in my side!” A new voice speaks, grabbing the attention of everyone. Looking at a tall balcony, they find... Madarame? Hina is confused, but she sees the rest of the group tense in fighting positions.

“Madarame-san? You’re here too? What is going-”

“Huh? Who gave you permission to speak?” Madarame(?) speaks, opening up his fan, as he flaps a small amount of wind in his face.

“W-what? Madarame-san, I just want-”

“Want?! Hah! All I recall you wanting is to disturb my money maker, and pursue in frivolous activities pertaining to clothing of all things! Honestly, the fact I let you even close to Yusuke is annoying to the core.”

“Woah! This is a living person you’re talking to asshole!” The skull one speaks again, throwing his fist at Madarame(?).

“One that happens to be my friend!” Yusuke shouts, unsheathing his sword.

“Wait you guys, just let me handle this. All I wanted-”

“There you go again with YOUR wants. I swear, it’s as if you think you actually matter! No one cares about the art of clothing, it’s not even an actual damn art! Why should you want anything?! When all that matters is what I want and need?” Madarame(?) gives a sick smile, closing his fan as he points it at Hina.

Hina opens her mouth in shock, as her hand twitches. She stares at Madarame for a moment, before clenching her hand into a fist and a single pointing finger, pointing it at the Artist. “Why should I want anything?! Are you kidding me?! All my life I’ve had to deal with being the small girl who isn’t allowed to do anything for herself! I want to do stuff in life, and I’m not some weak child!”

Hina stomps her foot on the ground, putting a large dent in the floor. The entire group of masked people all look in shock as Hina points at Madarame again. “I want to make clothes that are cool and fashionable, more than anything! But right now... the thing I want most... IS TO TAKE YOU DOWN!!” Hina shouts, her eyes turning golden, as a sudden sharp pain courses through her being.

“So you finally decided for yourself, huh? I’m happy to hear that, because now we can talk.” A voice, similar to her own speaks, as the pain flows through her, growing stronger by the second.

“The adults who have been in charge your whole life have always stepped on what you want, right? Stepping on your wants and furthering their own desires... Their Greed. But we can change that. Let’s count every medal that they have ripped from the body of your hopes and dreams, and reach our hand to those that want to live again!”

“Yes... Tatoba... I will... Reach my hand out... TO THOSE IN NEED!” A mask burns itself onto Hina’s face, reminiscent of a bird, with a green visor over her eyes, a fake set of feathers swept up like a wing spreading out.

“Then our contract is written! I am thou, thou art I! With our power, we shall create the combo of destiny, and Transform Our Future!”

“HHHHRRRRAAAAGGGHHH!!!” Hina screams as she tears off the mask, her entire upper face covering in blood as she bursts into flames, a large figure taking form behind her.

A black based torso, grasshopper legs spit out of it, as its arms go from human to tiger by the elbow. A helmet reminiscent of a hawk takes root at its head, red feathers shining like metal, as green eyes stare at the world. A circle depicting the image of a Hawk, a Tiger, and a Grasshopper spins into place on its chest, as it lets out a grand roar.

Hina’s fire settles down, revealing her now cleaned face, and new outfit. A baggy white shirt with a ruffling collar sits underneath a red trenchcoat, her right arm adorned by the mixing of red, yellow, and green in a gradient. Her blacks pants flow almost seamlessly into her red boots, as a short sword lays in wait at her hips. She looks at Madarame, pointing a finger at him once more, as the figure behind her places itself into a battle pose, it’s animalistic features turning into more human ones.

“You will torture the souls of those with their own wants, no more! For my friend who suffered quietly for so long due to you... I will destroy your desires!” She draws her sword, an axe like hilt making its presence known. “Let us show this man that Anything Goes, Tatoba!”

Madarame(?) sneers at the girl, a pair of monsters jumping before her as they protect the man. The leader of the masked group steps forward. “We followed you, unsure if you were going to be okay or not. I hope we can work together now, if you will have us.”

“If it means that I can stop the guys in charge from hurting teens and kids again...”

“Then welcome to the Phantom Thieves! Think you can keep up?”

“Heh, JUST WATCH ME!” Hina shouts as Tatoba leaps forward, its hands turning once more into tiger like fists.