Did a promise with @millepara yesterday! I always get excited when I see friends join promises :D

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Did a promise with @millepara yesterday! I always get excited when I see friends join promises :D
@pretty-idol-hell jumped into one of my promises, and I got this picture where we look…slightly creepy? I like it, I just wish we were all smiling or less serious :D
Now that I have a new iPad I will hopefully actually post on *here* more often, though Misaki now has an Instagram as well.
Photo dump from our Berry Purple hair days! (We currently have the Marine Blue hair.)
I did a LOT of grinding during the event, assuming that the points would either go back to normal or at least be less after the event was done. I went from level 35 to 71 in the span of three weeks, and while I’m not keeping up that speed (it’s also NaNo), I hope to keep going until 91 and hit it sooner rather than later. Then I’ll get lots more pictures! More to come.
This is still a stupidly fun game even if it's sometimes impossible to play. There are two things I'm doing right now (as a f2p player in America) that seem to help.
The first is I've figured out that you can see other peoples' Pristagram albums, and you can go in and like all their photos and it counts as iine. So I've just been running around and doing that, figuring that what I put out into the universe, I will get back somehow.
The other is I've found that, if I put promises out into the ether, they'll somehow?? Get filled overnight? But won't get filled all day. So rather than trying to make promises with random dresses and no hashtags, ALL of my promises have five gold hashtags and The Dress (you know which one). And so far, this has worked! It's still slow, but I Anticipated A Grind, I'm not a f2p player for nothing.
The biggest issue is the hair color I want is level 91 T____T I'll probably just get it and then have the game EOS. But I have to try.
Okay, so, yeah, this is a Misaki blog now.
I'm having way too much fun with this game even though I can't pay for *anything* (I'm on a family account and literally have to clear every purchase I make on my phone) and I'll probably be playing the same seven songs for all of eternity. But I'm having fun with it, I'm playing a game I never thought I'd EVER get to play, and it's utter wish fulfillment and fantasy which is like the point of PriPara, is it not? A safe haven for girls to hang with other girls and support one another?
Anyway, this Misaki is basically me when I was 12. She feels like an eternal 12 year old, so I guess her favorite things are manga (especially Inuyasha) and making friends. She also always has clothes that fit, unlike in the real world!
I think I remember reading somewhere that tapping the hearts by friends gives them iine? I could be wrong, I haven't seen anywhere that says that. But it would be cool to play with others online, especially those in America/in similar timezones, so if that matches you add 5g3epwb7nc and let's PriPara!
I'm not really here anymore -- I was a totally different person back in the day, but I lurk and read my feed sometimes. By doing this, I realized I was able to play the new Pripara game that was out (what a novel idea, releasing a game to all regions!). I honestly went in with no expectations, so it's been fun. (I started playing with the name of my Aikatsu OC, Misaki, but she's evolved past that now!)
But the real reason I'm posting is because @pretty-idol-hell joined one of my Promises (the Lives in the game) and I LOST MY MARBLES. I've been lurking on their account watching them play Pripara in Japan since...2015? 2016? I know I still lived in NYC. Even just playing Pripara is a blessing and feels like an odd dream, but playing with Luna joining the song was an incredibly surreal experience and I had to try not to cry.
THANK YOU FOR BEING AWESOME AND KEEP BEING AWESOME okay I'm going back to lurking now
Haul from this year’s Ohayocon! They had the aikatsu on parade gatchapon this what I got!
I had gotten 3 mio pins but sold one to a mio fan and traded in the other mio loves me for some reason lol
I am actually quite sure it was my partner who bought the extra Mio pin!! I had no money for Ohayocon this year because adulting sucks, and they really REALLY made my day with some Aikatsu gacha pins and keychains. So honestly thank you :)
Like, if you’re gonna be an adult who’s really into children’s media the least you can do is actually internalize all those themes of being a good and kind person
@ every single person who’s started playing an instrument because of bang dream - y’all are our future
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Haven’t been here in a while.
Humans are adorable.
Supporting evidence:
1. Humans say ‘ow’, even if they haven’t actually been hurt. It’s just a thing they say when they think they might have been hurt, but aren’t sure yet.
2. Humans collect shiny things and decorate their bodies and nests with them. The shinier the better, although each individual has a unique taste for style and colouring
3. Humans are not an aquatic or even amphibious species, but they flock to bodies of water simply to play in it. They can’t even hold their breath all that long; they just love to splash!
4. When night falls and the sky goes dark, humans become drowsy and begin to cocoon themselves in soft, fluffy bedding.
5. Some humans spend time in each other’s nests! Just for fun! It’s not their nest; they’re just visiting each other.
6. Some humans use pigments and dyes to make their bodies flashy and colourful! They even attach shiny dangly bits to their cartalidgous membranes!
7. Humans are very clever, and sometimes adopt creatures from other species into their family units. They don’t seem to notice the obvious differences, and often raise them alongside their own young!
8. If a human sees another creature in distress, they can commonly be observed trying to help! Even at their own risk, most humans are deeply compassionate creatures!
9. If a human hears a particularity catchy sound or tune, it will often mimic it, even to the point of annoying themselves!
10. Sneezes are entirely involuntary, and completely adorable. Especially when the human in question becomes frustrated
11. Humans love treats!!! Some more than others. Many humans will save these treats specifically for a later date when they are in need of comfort or reassurance. IE, pickles, pop tarts, Popsicles, etc
12. They’re learning to travel in space!!! They can’t get very far, but they’re trying!!! So far, they’ve made it to the end of their yard, and have found rocks
I have changed my handle! Please refrain from calling me Haruka from here on out. (This is kind of sadface, but it’s time I made a change.)
https://soundcloud.com/emily-imes/almost-human-haruharu-remix
So I’ve been missing for a while.
I moved. I did other things. I surrounded myself with different people and good sources, particularly after the election. I got burned. Really burned. I needed a break. I still kind of need a break.
I want to come back, someday. To learn how to be a person who fits in, to be myself. And I’m struggling with that again, not because of who I am, but because of my inability to lean on other people. I don’t know how to interact with others without totally ruining everything, I guess. So I just stopped interacting with others.
I’ve been rewatching Pokemon because it’s on On Demand and I think I really identify with Sabrina. That false persona who just wants friends. And I know that I do have friends. Those people who stand by me no matter what. They were the ones who showed up to my goodbye concert. And it reminds me. How I’m still inspired by a dream, and how I’ll continue to work on it, even if it seems silly.
Someday, I want to show this dream to you. But not alone.
https://soundcloud.com/emily-imes/the-nyc-christmas-song
アイカツ!の全てにありがとうございました…!
I dare you to tell another story from the apartment
ALRIGHT BOYS GIRLS AND EVERYONE WHO THINKS THE GENDER BINARY IS FOR SQUARES IT’S STORY TIME.
Today, we’re going to talk about the time Paul’s desire for superior firepower turned into a mini arms race that ended with me setting Eric on fire with a homemade flamethrower.
No, Matt Boomer, you sexy motherfucker, I am not kidding you. Let’s begin with some details.
So when I was at the University of Iowa, several people, including myself, bought Nerf guns for impromptu battles in the hallways when we had free time. Mostly this was all good, clean fun, except for two of the guys down the hall, my roommate, and I.
We all thought, rightfully so, that factory built Nerf guns are bullshit. They’re weak, darts are too fucking light, the barrels cause too much friction, which makes them inaccurate and slow, and you have to re-cock them after each shot. That’s some fucking bullshit right there. So we fixed it.
We bought new, higher tensile springs. We bought PVC pipe and lubricant. We put BBs in the tips of our darts, and my roommate and even put in a second spring to automatically cock the gun, essentially turning them from bolt action pieces of shit into semi-automatic friendship-ruiners.
So when I moved back to Chicago, and into the apartment, I obviously brought my Nerf guns (my roommate gave me his when we moved out), and I obviously attacked my roommates the first opportunity I had. OBVIOUSLY this led to everyone buying Nerf guns and modifying the shit out of them.
However, some of us were terrible shots, so certain measures had to be taken to make it possible for them to keep up. Brad practiced in his room every day, Josh built an extended clip for his gun, and Kyle bought the fucking Vulcan and built a 600 dart belt for it because he decided aiming is for people who can’t fire 6 darts a second (he modded it for doubled firing speed using a small car battery and replaced mechanics).
And then there was Paul.
Paul was fucking terrible. Like almost so bad it couldn’t be for real. He once tried to ambush me coming around a corner from 2 feet away and missed by a good 6-7 inches. He literally could have slapped me and he missed. Whatever moving on.
So Paul decides to solve his aim problems in the most Paul way possible: online shopping. He bought 500 foam pellets for a marshmallow gun, two dozen foam discs, and a motherfucking t-shirt cannon.
You see, Paul, much like Kyle, decided aiming was for lames. So he would pour foam pellets into the cannon until it was half full, slip in a disc to keep them from falling out, then shotgun people in the face. I was his first victim and boy let me tell you that shit is terrifying.
So Paul became the big dog in the house during Nerf battles, and the rest of us found ourselves unable to compete. So we all escalated in our own insane ways. Eric and I, the former champions, modified our guns to fire faster, Brad added an extended magazine to his gun, Kyle built a harness so that he could shoot his fucking stupid fucking bullet-storm piece of shit while moving. Josh booby-trapped various parts of our apartment. Suddenly, we were all better than Paul again, so he decided to step his game up.
He started making paper cartridges that would explode open once fired. Suddenly, he could actually fire multiple times a minute, which meant once again, he was at the top. It didn’t help that our reluctance to shoot back out of fear of getting shot was allowing him to take his time, therefore drastically improving his aim.
So we stepped up again. I smooth out the cocking mechanism on my guns, improving my firing speed even faster. Eric adds more weight to his darts, making them heavier and faster and much more painful. Kyle buys a bigger battery, newer parts, and he perfects his belts, which increases his firing speed to 12 darts a second.
So Paul steps up to take advantage of his improved aim and buys something called a Pucker Chucker which basically is a t-shirt cannon except it shoots foam pucks. This means we can’t just shoot at him from the other side of the apartment anymore, so we all step up again. I modify the rail on top to make aiming easier, Eric modifies his grip to make it more comfortable, Kyle and brad modify their barrels to make them more accurate, and Josh jumps on board the crazy train and builds a goddamn under barrel cherry bomb launcher.
And this is where shit starts to spiral out of control.
Brad starts making smoke grenades, Kyle solves his weakness against close quarters combat by using his battery to create a cattle prod to keep people back. Eric breaks the head off an old golf club to use the shaft as a weapon, I put pins in the tips of all of my darts, and Paul realizes that the Pucker Chucker can also shoot real hockey pucks after he steals my bucket of pucks from my room.
So it escalated a couple more steps but I’m going to leave them out partially out of a desire to keep moving forward and partially out of shame anywhoozle when we pull out our final contraptions and modifications that day we shifted from light-hearted fun that was a bit too far to literally combat. Josh had a sword. I don’t know where he got it from.
That battle was terrifying. Our normal fights were like an hour, two hours tops, then we would clean up, get together in the living room with some beers, and laugh about what happened. Honestly we should have known this was going to happen because when we did this after our previous fight, the laughter was less “haha remember when I shot Josh in the butthole? Classic.” and more “haha remember when I missed your face with that puck? Next time I won’t miss.”
So we somehow get into a battle again and this time things go south quickly which is bound to happen when you have a dude in a speedo swinging a sword around while rolling fireworks down the hall. It was literally chaos. There were fireworks and homemade smoke grenades and Kyle made the electrical current in his cattle prod too strong and it was too close to the muzzle of his Vulcan so every few seconds you would just see a flaming dart wiz past and I built a fucking flamethrower and I don’t know what the fuck is going on so I’m just firing it in the general direction of Josh to keep him the fuck away. At some point Brad barricades himself in his room, and so we all run back to our rooms and hide.
We do this for three days. THREE DAYS. I missed classes. We all had junk food in our rooms, and private bathrooms, so that’s what we sustained ourselves on for three fucking days. I, however, try to eat healthy, so I ran out of food almost immediately. After not eating for a day and a half, with food literally less than 50 feet from where I was hiding, I decided that I was willing to risk a trip to the kitchen.
So here’s something important about our apartment: I was the only one who knew how to cook. I had tried to teach the others, but all that had accomplished was several kitchen fires. This meant when Eric also ran out of food, he knew the only way to get a meal was to make peace with me. So he had snuck down the hall to my door, intent on asking me for help.
I did not know he was there.
So when I opened the door and saw a crouching figure in the shadows nearby, I assumed, I think justifiably, that it was the guy who had been swinging a sword at all of us the last time I saw him. So I pulled the trigger on my homemade flamethrower, only to see Eric’s horrified face illuminated by the flames for a split second before they hit his torso.
Luckily, I was using a scavenged fuel source (computer screen cleaner), so the flames were weak, but still fire is fire and fire fucking hurts. So Eric is rolling on the floor with first degree burns on his stomach and chest, and I’m freaking out because Eric is my friend and I just set him on fire, so there is now a lot of screaming coming from the hall.
Now, to lighten the mood slightly, here’s a personality test. You hear the sounds of fire, followed shortly by screaming coming from the hall outside your room. What do you do?
Do you assume the crazy sword guy has finally snapped and is going to kill you all, so you climb out the window onto the fire escape? Congratulations, you’re Brad.
Do you hear the cries of pain and grab a first aid kit before sprinting into the hall to help? Hey! You’re Kyle!
Do you hear the flames so you sprint into the kitchen to grab the fire extinguisher? You are Paul.
Do you come out into the hall to see what’s going on but also bring your sword just in case you have to stab someone? You are Josh and also mentally unstable please put your sword away.
So Kyle comes out and he and I start administering first aid and luckily through a combination of the weakness of my fuel source, how quickly I stopped the flames, and the quickness of our treatments, Eric only gets some first degree burns on his torso. Paul puts out the last of the flames, Josh decides he doesn’t want to stab anyone today, and Brad decides that the lack of screaming is a good thing and he comes inside. I spend the next hour apologizing profusely while cooking everyone dinner, and we decide that hey we should probably have some rules for our Nerf fights to prevent this from ever happening again.
So we all eat, we establish rules about modifications and ammunition, and at the end of it all, we grab some beers, head into the living room, and tell Josh he needs to get rid of the sword seriously dude where did you get that from?