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ようこそ 我が胎内へ :^)
who let the snakes out?????????????????
sotouso
“Nee-heehee, you’re so clumsy girl! If you won’t be more careful some crazy balloons will come your way and eat you alive! … Ooor if you would have stabbed me with that lousy stick you’re holding, I would have been a bigger problem for you, muahaha!” He wanted to make more fun of her and sound a little scarier too, but before he could do any of that, he looked to the girl in front of him, that was slowly getting up again.
Though, as someone who used to play a lot of video games, he couldn’t help but… recognize her. “Um… Waaaaiiit, hey you, are you a freak wearing a cosplay or something?” He had once a classmate that even possessed a wig that looked exactly like her teal long hair. That classmate was crazy about cosplays, and for personal reasons he… didn’t have fond memories of her. Whatever, this wasn’t about that cosplayer girl, but that person looked way too real for a cosplayer.
Then again, it isn’t the first time he saw things he only knew from games before coming to live inside of this strange place. He saw already pokemon walking around here too after all..
“Ohmigod, don’t tell me you’re actually the real deal…!”
THIS ISN’T QUITE THE REACTION she’d have expected from someone having nearly been skewered, even as miku brushes herself off with a series of panicked sounds— “awawa, i’m so sorry! i didn’t mean to—are you alright? i— ... eh?” first, she’s called clumsy—this part, at least, is true. she nearly nods to acknowledge it, but then a stream of other, rapid-fire comments follow; it gets to the point where she can’t quite keep up with it all, but when she’s eventually given room to jump in, miku’s quick to protest.
( she’ll worry about the alleged human-eating balloons in a second. )
lashes lift, followed by a blink of confusion. “f-freak!? miku might not be human, b-but isn’t that a bit too much... ? that’s so mean!” she’s fallen back into a habit of speaking in third person when nervous, but has enough composure to at least look offended at having been addressed in such a way. lips have twisted into her best impression of a patented rin-chan pout, and a huff is thrown in to boot.
“miku is miku! i’m not a cosplayer!”
BY NOW, IT’S COMMONPLACE to see her own visage spattered against the storefronts of little tokyo. miku’s no stranger to fame, whether it be an occasional album cover, a poster, or in rarer instances, a figure—the last of which is what catches her eye today.
but before she’s able to fully close the distance between the mini-miku ( so cute! she’s smiling in a pink, cherry-blossom themed outfit ), someone beats her to it. unfamiliar hands pick up the doll, but the vocaloid herself doesn’t falter in the slightest; instead, without the faintest hint of self-consciousness, she comes to a halt behind the man with the brightest of smiles.
“that dress looks really cute on me! kinda makes me wish i’d gotten to wear something like that in real life, hehe.”
@mujunshita
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◇ “Oh, do you like singing?” She’d been trapped within an elevator with a stranger for some time now. Ten minutes? An hour? Djeeta hadn’t been carrying her phone to know since the technology was so different from what she was used to. She’d kept to herself for the most part, arms crossed as she leaned against the elevator wall, but a small tune from her blue-haired company provoked her question.
“I sang on stage… one time. It was pretty embarrassing though.” She also used her Superstar class pretty frequently, which had her singing a lot but still… embarrassing.
@leektune
IT’D BEGUN AS AN INNOCENT FEW NOTES hummed between closed lips; a subconscious way to pass the time more than anything else, and to ward off a sense of deepening fear at their situation. if help is on its way at all, it’s definitely taking its sweet time. at least the girl she’s trapped in here with seems nice enough, though—when her singing is pointed out, miku breaks off mid-hum to flash a sheepish smile.
“yes! it’s the entire reason why i was created.” her answer is honest, and miku straightens slightly from her spot ( she’d settled into a seated position against the opposite wall ) now that a conversation’s been initiated. “ehehe. i’ve heard that a lot... you just need to believe in yourself and the people listening to you! the more you do it, the easier it gets, too.”
mujunshita
meph, seeing miku just around :
@leektune
come to miku. miku is everything. miku hatsune is your lord and savior
artificialmelodies
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In the process of appreciating the new sights this place had to offer, Gakupo had found himself wandering all the way to the cherry blossom groves of the Cortes Ward. He wasn’t expecting to come across such a familiar sight, it almost made him feel like he was at home again.
As he curiously looked around and explored, his trained ears managed to pick up on a very recognizable voice. Such a soft, light voice, Gakupo knew in an instant that it could only belong to one particular girl. Humming and pursing his lips, he followed the voice, until he spotted those iconic long teal twintails.
“Ah~! I thought I heard a familiar little songbird~.” Gakupo lightly teased, a warm smile on his face as he approached the idol. “Miku-chan, it’s lovely to see you here.”
HE FITS PERFECTLY HERE, a wise samurai silhouetted against drifting cherry blossoms, so much that miku hardly recognizes the approaching figure. wrapped up in her own world as she’d been ( when her housemate is present, it feels rude to practice in their tiny apartment ), it takes both the voice, his face, and the sound of her own name to trigger recognition—but once it does, miku is beaming with maximum wattage.
several skips ferry her across the remaining distance, and then she’s wrapped the other vocaloid up in a hug. “gakupo-san!” a beat later, though, her expression sobers somewhat as she peers up at his face. “i’m so glad to see you too, but... ”
more and more familiar faces seem to be popping up here, which is a worrying thought. she tries to brush it off, though, and a trademarked smile appears moments later. “ah, how are you? have you been here long?”
SHE SHOULDN’T HAVE CHARGED IN LIKE THIS. that, if nothing else, has become extremely clear to miku over the past few, panicked minutes—with her head swivelling this way, that way, and hands brandishing the pathetic excuse of a weapon she’d grabbed ( a sharp tree branch ), it’s evident from even a glance that this is a ‘girl’ completely out of her element.
somewhere in the fray of find rin-chan! and don’t run off on your own, len-kun!, she’d gotten separated from the two blondes and now finds herself alone in a mass of other, desperate balloon-poppers. there isn’t much of a choice. she at least tries to make her way to a quieter area, albeit one with fewer targets to pop. it’s with her stick lifted and momentum propelling her forwards, toward a nearby glimpse of white, that she rounds the corner and quite nearly stabs a young man instead.
“w-wahh!” a squeak of surprise escapes her lips, but she manages to cast the branch aside in the nick of time, thus turning a possible murder scene ( fine, a bit melodramatically so ) into a simple collision instead.
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leftreflection
Does he need a reason? He rushes right into that damn ward because he’s not about to leave his twin on her own.
miku was in lots of music videos with weapons and fighting in them, so she’s really not a pro at this! she’s joining the rin-chan rescue team because she can’t just let them fight on their own, no siree. chaaaarge!!
to all the haters out there: dont interact………
leftreflection
Does he need a reason? He rushes right into that damn ward because he’s not about to leave his twin on her own.
miku was in lots of music videos with weapons and fighting in them, so she’s really not a pro at this! she’s joining the rin-chan rescue team because she can’t just let them fight on their own, no siree. chaaaarge!!
artificialmelodies
“Miku-chan no!!!” Gakupo was at a complete loss of how to properly react to this. “P-Please refrain from saying the f word!”
boo, he didn’t say it with her! isn’t that cheating? —well, not that he’d promised her anything in the first place, so miku supposes it’s fine. “okaaaay. miku won’t say it anymore.” sulky face.
leftreflection
“I WOULD NEVER SAY IT! RIN MAYBE, BUT ME!?” he’s a pure, innocent angel! he would never say [redacted], not only is he legally unable to, but if he tries, the world would just explode. but head pats are nice, so he will be good.
“ah. i definitely heard rin-chan say it before.” nod, nod. she has no comment about that, but len-kun truly is pure. a very good boy indeed. “we need to do our best to be good role models so she’ll improve, len-kun! let’s pinky promise!” pat pat pat. this is bribery.
artificialmelodies
Oh no, not the puppy dog eyes. Anything but those. Now he feels guilty.
“W-Wait Miku-chan, don’t get sad! The only reason I say no is because you never know who might take offense to such language! I’m not trying to chastise you.”
and here’s a rush of immediate sparkles! congratulations, this miku module has returned to full functionality. “then, then! let’s say it together, gakupo-san!” she’s counting down on her fingers, three, two— “fuck!” miku feels a bit like a rebel now!
leftreflection
“Absolutely NOT.”
“ ... then, len-kun isn’t allowed to say it either. okay?” she’ll even reward him with headpats! there, there. good len-kun. no saying fuck, len-kun.
artificialmelodies replied to your post: “—is miku allowed to say fuck?”
“No.”
“oh... ” but it was in a song before! cue a set of downcast puppy dog eyes. look what you’ve done. shame on you for making hatsune miku sad.
“—is miku allowed to say fuck?”
IT’S AS IF SHE’S STEPPED INTO a portal; one leading directly back home, sweet home. caught up in the glow that makes up little tokyo, miku easily loses track of time. what’d originally been a terrifying, impossible situation hasn’t turned out that badly after all—at least, that’s the optimist in her speaking. she’s found friends and familiarity here, and it looks like there’s another surprise on the way.
it takes the form of a music store. there’s another girl there browsing the various singles and albums for sale, and a certain something catches miku’s eye. specifically, her own eyes, one of which is winking back at her. one of her own singles is on sale. a moment more follows, breath held in anticipation as she waits for the stranger to step out of the way, and then—
“it’s me!” comes the proud announcement once she plucks that familiar plastic casing off of the shelf. both miku in person and the miku on the cover are now beaming broadly at the girl, waiting for some kind of a response. she’s just a bit giddy at the discovery.
@virxsed
A LOUD JINGLE OF THE BELL, a reddened face both from exertion and embarrassment at the other customers now staring at her, and a relieved, “ah... !” as eyes alight on their target seconds later; needless to say, miku’s entrance into this cafe hasn’t quite gone unnoticed. doing her best to ignore the curious onlookers, she hurries over to what appears to be a young girl seated alone—specifically, though, her attention is focused on the power outlet beneath the table.
“um... ! is it alright if i sit here?” there aren’t any other tables with a nearby socket, and the blinking ‘LOW POWER’ indicator in her field of vision is growing more and more insistent ( the unfortunate result of forgetting to charge before heading out to explore this morning ).
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