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Arrive in artistic-stateoftheworld's phone!

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artistic-stateoftheworld:

“Yes! There’s your name in my memory.” She answer calmly. Well, not the exclaimed part but still. “Kokonose Haruka, friends with Enamoto Takane, no?” She asked with a slight glance to the male. 

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Haruka looked obviously confused now. It was to be expected, really, when strange programs like her ended up in places like his phone.

“Well, yeah, but, how do you know?”

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"I know because I simply know." She replied mysteriously. "So, Haruka-san." She suddenly said, looking at the brunette and grinned. "Can I stay here for a while?"

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Arrive in artistic-stateoftheworld's phone!

“Ah..” She looks around at the familiar surrounding around her. So much codes, zero presence. Well, except for herself. She smirked to herself—hiding her lips behind her sleeve.

“Which unlucky person—who got me~?” She muttered before looking up. And she froze. “……” No way. There’s no way it could be him. “Ah—” She accidentally speaks, before quickly closing her mouth, hoping the man didn’t hear her at all.

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Haruka heard his phone beep, checking to see what had happened, before realizing he was staring at a face.

“Ummm…” He started, being a master of eloquence.

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She blinked before smiling at the boy mischievously. “Hello.” She greeted with a rather blank tone. But in the inside, she was panicking. ‘What? How?!’ But she stayed silent and only studied the male’s reaction.

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Haruka blinked a few times, before answering.

“Hi there…” He said, uncertain. The program seemed so..Bored? he hadn’t done anything to be hated in the few seconds since she’d arrived, had he?

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“May I know your name?” She asked with a still blank face. “Since, you look like someone I know.” She pointed out, finally a small sadness could traced in her voice. She was—sad. A bit sad.

Since she missed those voice. The voice that only Haruka has.

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Haruka half wondered why everyone seemed to say he looked like someone lately, but didn’t dwell on it and turned to answer the program.

“I’m Haruka. Mind if I ask you your name?”

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“KuroEne.” She answered shortly, before nodded at the mention of his name. “Storing the name..” She mumbled, closing her eyes before opening them again; revealing a pair of red eyes.

“Well well well. Haruka-san.” She said with a soft giggle, but her eyes glinted slightly. “It seems that—I already know you.” A soft purr left her lips.

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Haruka tilted his head slightly when she claimed to know him, sure he had never seen the program before.

“You know me? How?” He asked, curious.

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"Yes! There's your name in my memory." She answer calmly. Well, not the exclaimed part but still. "Kokonose Haruka, friends with Enamoto Takane, no?" She asked with a slight glance to the male. 

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Arrive in artistic-stateoftheworld's phone!

“Ah..” She looks around at the familiar surrounding around her. So much codes, zero presence. Well, except for herself. She smirked to herself—hiding her lips behind her sleeve.

“Which unlucky person—who got me~?” She muttered before looking up. And she froze. “……” No way. There’s no way it could be him. “Ah—” She accidentally speaks, before quickly closing her mouth, hoping the man didn’t hear her at all.

[artistic-stateoftheworld-over]

Haruka heard his phone beep, checking to see what had happened, before realizing he was staring at a face.

“Ummm…” He started, being a master of eloquence.

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She blinked before smiling at the boy mischievously. “Hello.” She greeted with a rather blank tone. But in the inside, she was panicking. ‘What? How?!’ But she stayed silent and only studied the male’s reaction.

[artistic-stateoftheworld-over]

Haruka blinked a few times, before answering.

“Hi there…” He said, uncertain. The program seemed so..Bored? he hadn’t done anything to be hated in the few seconds since she’d arrived, had he?

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“May I know your name?” She asked with a still blank face. “Since, you look like someone I know.” She pointed out, finally a small sadness could traced in her voice. She was—sad. A bit sad.

Since she missed those voice. The voice that only Haruka has.

[artistic-stateoftheworld-over]

Haruka half wondered why everyone seemed to say he looked like someone lately, but didn’t dwell on it and turned to answer the program.

“I’m Haruka. Mind if I ask you your name?”

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"KuroEne." She answered shortly, before nodded at the mention of his name. "Storing the name.." She mumbled, closing her eyes before opening them again; revealing a pair of red eyes.

"Well well well. Haruka-san." She said with a soft giggle, but her eyes glinted slightly. "It seems that--I already know you." A soft purr left her lips.

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Arrive in artistic-stateoftheworld's phone!

“Ah..” She looks around at the familiar surrounding around her. So much codes, zero presence. Well, except for herself. She smirked to herself—hiding her lips behind her sleeve.

“Which unlucky person—who got me~?” She muttered before looking up. And she froze. “……” No way. There’s no way it could be him. “Ah—” She accidentally speaks, before quickly closing her mouth, hoping the man didn’t hear her at all.

[artistic-stateoftheworld-over]

Haruka heard his phone beep, checking to see what had happened, before realizing he was staring at a face.

“Ummm…” He started, being a master of eloquence.

[dark-virus-blog]

She blinked before smiling at the boy mischievously. “Hello.” She greeted with a rather blank tone. But in the inside, she was panicking. ‘What? How?!’ But she stayed silent and only studied the male’s reaction.

[artistic-stateoftheworld-over]

Haruka blinked a few times, before answering.

“Hi there…” He said, uncertain. The program seemed so..Bored? he hadn’t done anything to be hated in the few seconds since she’d arrived, had he?

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"May I know your name?" She asked with a still blank face. "Since, you look like someone I know." She pointed out, finally a small sadness could traced in her voice. She was--sad. A bit sad.

Since she missed those voice. The voice that only Haruka has.

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Arrive in amnesia-android's phone!

When she woke up, she had been sent to another phone. “Ah.. This is annoying..” She muttered in dismay before studying the screen in front of her. “….” Her vision is fooling her again, right? That person—

“Hello?” She called out with grouchy tone, still feeling too sleepy. She waited for the albino to talk at least one word—she knew it was a long shot, but.. Who was she kidding? She have to find out who this person is!

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☊ }  Ah— It was very annoying… When his phone tried to wake him, and when it wins. He wasn’t even kind of paranoiac, just annoyed, and Konoha has a headache— it was one of his particularities. Looking at the phone’s screen with an expressionless gaze, he noticed the big thing that was in the whole screen— this thing who wasn’t a thing but a human. “Ene…? Did Shintaro change your design….?”

☊ }  Ah—no. Shintaro wasn’t enough experimented for this, right? Was she another virus? Because… She looked very similar to Ene… But, she didn’t gave to him the same feeling that the Ene that he knows. Suddenly on the defensive, he takes a more cold tone. “Who are you…?“ 

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"I'm KuroEne!" She said, waving at the man. She chuckled softly before tilted her head. "Ah, Ene? You might say I'm Ene's dark side." She explain with a malicious grin.

"Your name?" She asked rather politely. She only looked at the man--not even changing the display on the screen.

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what do you think about when ppl start shipping

"Shipping..? You mean those pairing things?" She asked with a confused face before smiled slightly. "Ah, I had no problem with it."

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I'll be working on starter tomorrow. And replying the stuff on B-ko's blogs as well. G'night guys.

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Arrive in artistic-stateoftheworld's phone!

“Ah..” She looks around at the familiar surrounding around her. So much codes, zero presence. Well, except for herself. She smirked to herself—hiding her lips behind her sleeve.

“Which unlucky person—who got me~?” She muttered before looking up. And she froze. “……” No way. There’s no way it could be him. “Ah—” She accidentally speaks, before quickly closing her mouth, hoping the man didn’t hear her at all.

[artistic-stateoftheworld-over]

Haruka heard his phone beep, checking to see what had happened, before realizing he was staring at a face.

“Ummm…” He started, being a master of eloquence.

[dark-virus-blog]

She blinked before smiling at the boy mischievously. "Hello." She greeted with a rather blank tone. But in the inside, she was panicking. 'What? How?!' But she stayed silent and only studied the male's reaction.

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Arrive in amnesia-android's phone!

When she woke up, she had been sent to another phone. "Ah.. This is annoying.." She muttered in dismay before studying the screen in front of her. "...." Her vision is fooling her again, right? That person--

"Hello?" She called out with grouchy tone, still feeling too sleepy. She waited for the albino to talk at least one word--she knew it was a long shot, but.. Who was she kidding? She have to find out who this person is!

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Arrive in artistic-stateoftheworld's phone!

"Ah.." She looks around at the familiar surrounding around her. So much codes, zero presence. Well, except for herself. She smirked to herself--hiding her lips behind her sleeve.

"Which unlucky person--who got me~?" She muttered before looking up. And she froze. "......" No way. There's no way it could be him. "Ah--" She accidentally speaks, before quickly closing her mouth, hoping the man didn't hear her at all.

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WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?

"Ng~?" She tilted her head before smiling brightly. But the smile ceased into a small smirk. "Ah, it would be... A computer? I guess?" She chuckled softly at the question. She doesn't know what's her favorite inanimate object. Since she was one already, yes.