Inclusive Wanderer

[ifitticklesmyfancy]

[mi-kuo]

HIATUS but...

Actually folks I am still fully capable of roleplaying with followers  —– not through posts and reblogs  but through

the TUMBLR IM system

(for now)\ Been using online in IM for over a year already since I posted this.

For reasons that I’m in school / college  I find this method: FLEXIBLE and QUICK cuz I have the app installed And can RP/ plot with you instantly even while I’m in class, wherever there’s WiFi. So you’re welcome to message me anytime if you wanna start~

[mi-kuo]

Correction: Been using this for 2 years now haha

[mi-kuo]

HIATUS but...

Actually folks I am still fully capable of roleplaying with followers  ----- not through posts and reblogs  but through

the TUMBLR IM system

(for now)\ Been using online in IM for over a year already since I posted this.

For reasons that I’m in school / college  I find this method: FLEXIBLE and QUICK cuz I have the app installed And can RP/ plot with you instantly even while I’m in class, wherever there’s WiFi. So you’re welcome to message me anytime if you wanna start~

[kagaqueen]

he’s a great big bro

but like a bag

sometimes u gotta replace it

[mi-kuo]

“Gee, You’re welcome, Pan-cakes.”

[thekingsaid]

          Slowly the little female began to get angry, ❝ Blah blah… Expected from a Cryptonloid, They             didn’t even teach you basic manners. ❞ Maybe a relatively stupid reason to get mad over.

          Defoko generally highly disliked VOCALOIDs, especially the ones related to Miku, so that                   already was a reason for her to be disturbed by the boy’s presence, but on top of that she felt               ignored and that Mikuo was really rude at the moment. Of course she could just stomp away               and ignore him but the reflex was stronger.

      Her engines speeded up and her systems began to make whirling noises, reached out her                   hand and pulled off the headphones from the boy’s head, through tightened teeth she growled,

                    ❝ Do you know who I am ?(!) ❞

[mi-kuo]

  The song he was listening to was in the middle of a really smooth solo bass line and he couldn’t help but listen attentively to parts like that , being that he owned one himself. But just as he was picturing how the fingers glided on the strings-- the sound was abruptly cut off by an unwelcomed pull. Wide optics turned to the source just in time to hear this same girl asking him if he knew her...? Wait-what? Was I supposed to know her? Anyway, I thought she got nothing to do, got bored then left? The conversation they had earlier pretty much ended in dead air with him trailing off like that. Regaining his composure, he looked on at her in full.

                      - --- She’s.. not a Vocaloid.. an UTAU, maybe? I must’ve met her at least once in my previous life. An Utau. Utau... Huh? Hang on. Utau----- Uta..? Uta..ne Uta? He blinked in realization and connected the dots from a name he heard years back coupled with a default outfit kinda similar to Miku’s...

“Miss.. Uta [?]. I apologize for leaving you hanging like that.” A sincere bow and he pointed at the headphones. “I got absorbed in the song I was listening to and was under the impression you got bored with talking to me and continued on your way..” He bowed again. “I’m so sorry, Miss Uta.”

[thekingsaid]

                        ❝ … ❞

                                ❝ I am currently doing nothing. ❞

          Uta took a couple of seconds to think of a good but a little sarcastic response, but ended up                 with, nothing. Well it was true. She was on a break from her normal work and just let her                   systems lead her to anywhere in the big city, ending up here.

     —–Under her breath she quietly mumbled out, ❝ ,Tch.. Copycat… ❞

[mi-kuo]

“Oh. S’ that so?” He was now eyeing the headphones but decided to wait just a bit more, in case this girl would spark up a random topic again. And also, he just theorized this but judging from the tidbits of soundwaves he heard a while ago, could it be possible she said... “Something about being a fan of..Miku, maybe..” he mumbled in thought and decided to just let her next comment slide, “Well, who am I to judge. Sometimes, doing nothing is quite relaxing though, right?” A  placid smile at her as he took and wore the headphones again. “Especially if some bgm music comes with it, least that what I thi...” He trailed off and just simply listened to the beat.

[newtauconnor]

“It’s, uh.. It’s boring but I think I’ll just settle for a…” Cue him looking down at the menu, then back at the other. “Uh.. Banana nut muffin sounds good. Um.. Y-You can pick a drink for me, I’ve.. Never been good with names. People just yell at me to make a specific coffee and I make it and send them on their way. Hell, I don’t know most.. Drink names. I know hot cocoa. That’s about it.” He smiled at the other and shrugged. “I trust you not to try anything.”

[mi-kuo]

“Hmn. Roger.” Mikuo nods at the ordered treat and goes silent as the other explains further; Hot cocoa, huh and ‘not to try anything’. Anything basic then? He blinks twice, spared Connor a sly ‘Okay-then-don’t-blame-me-though’ look before heading towards the counter; did a few small talk with the staff as he waited for the order and (secretly) eventually came back--tray balanced underneath with one hand---to their table, “One Banana Nut Muffin and a Vanilla Bean Frappe.” He set those two on the UTAU’s side of the table, pushed the tray to his own and finally settled himself to sit in wait. “You know coffee, you met cocoa, so now I introduce you to.. Vanilla. Hope this wor--”

/ “Kuo. Tray.” / A waiter seemed to have noticed Mikuo’s act of independence of carrying the tray himself when he was also a customer as of the moment. “Sorry, Rei-- just quickly wanted to see this guy’s reaction on the drink I ordered.” He handed him the tray and the man sauntered off with a huff. “As I was saying..” He focused his views on the other, “Hope this works?”

[thekingsaid]

@mi-kuo started following you

          ❝ Ah, Are you searching something certain in this section, fellow Fanmiku ? ❞

[mi-kuo]

As perceptive his hearing is, he was able to at least make out the question, but.. what did she say at the last bit? Fellow.. something?              He arched a brow at that but paused the song, removed the headphones and hung it up its rightful compartment within the listening booth he was in, “No, not really, I was in the area and thought, ‘why not visit Tower Records while I’m at it?’, so here I am.” Just breezing through listening booth to listening booth, eating up hours and simply.. relaxing in his element: Music. “And you, Miss..?”

[newtauconnor]

“Very well..” He smiled and found a seat at a table nearby, his hand sliding down his side before producing his phone from his pocket, clearing his throat as he looked at the other again. “I know you’re probably working now, but you’re welcome to join me. I’ll.. Also take whatever drink you’d recommend.” He smiled slightly less, but still looked at the other. “It’s.. Gorgeous in here.”

[mi-kuo]

He visibly smiled at the comment. Somewhat proud of the place itself. “I recommend everything on the flyer. It’s limited edition.” He was dead serious for a moment but his features relaxed and he waved a dismissing hand, “I’m kidding; but seriously, it says you could go for 2 donuts and you get one free Americano and etcetera.” He glanced at the counter and shrugged, pulling the chair in front of the other and unstrapped his guitar case, letting it lean on the recliner itself. “Actually, I’m an hour early from my sched so I’ll keep ya’ company. Also, I’ll order. What do you want, Connor?”

[ismikuoanarchive]

He crosses his arms over his chest and gives a huff, still a bit miffed by the fact that he had to admit he was lost. At least Mikuo was moderately understanding. “If you don’t mind, I’m trying to find the pet store.” he mutters. “I have to grab some stuff for my kitties before I get home.” hearing that last piece, he shakes his head. “I do! Just.. not around here.” anywhere outside of Sapporo and he was lost.

[mi-kuo]

“A pet store, huh..” He was a bit excited at that. Recalling the places he strolled on and mentally measuring their distance, the nearest one should be right in, “Warabi, Saitama...” he muttered under his breath and looked at the other, “It’s 50 minutes from here by train and we’ll be getting off at Toda Station. Walk a bit, a kilometer or so... that is, if hope you wouldn’t mind?”

[sxkone-deactivated20170418]

                                                   〖♪〗                                     “I’m just asking, geez. “           Tei said with a slight pout, holding her arms across her chest.            Not like she could ask Miku herself, not after stabbing her the           other day. 

[mi-kuo]

“Yeah and of all the other things you could’ve asked, you just had to pick that.” He was still somewhat lost because of the suddenness of the question, really.

[newtauconnor]

“I uh.. Hm. Yeah. That sounds… Nice.” The boy.. Visibly relaxed at the thought of this all. “Though, really, we just met, no need to chip in for me, heh.. How can you be sure I’m worth your time? Trying to sleep with me or somethin’?” He winked at the other, though chuckled and shook his head. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding. Though, really, I uh.. Whatever’s good. I’ll.. Just hope I have enough to cover it!” He shrugged. “Really, though, as.. Long as I can relax, I think.. This is gonna help a lot.”

[mi-kuo]

He simply blinked at the other’s action and a small inkling sprouted in his mindset, this is the 2nd time, perhaps his.....       He fanned away the thought and decided to address it later. “I’m not sure what you mean but every customer is worth our time so..” A curt smile and he led him forward, passing the two menu chalkboards that stood outside and opening the door. The familiar bitter sweet welcomed them. The room had flat lamps in the suspended ceiling panel that changed its illumination according to what period of the day it was and had a regent tortilla wall-paper design. Windows were closed but curtains were tied to let in some sun-- making the laminate flooring shine even more The mini stage's neon lights were off and the currently empty space spread at the front of all the fine varnished wood tables and chairs. The black & grey accented mahogany counter to its left was still the same and boxed the opening of the waiter's section that leads to the kitchen. Restrooms were to the right along with a slightly narrow passage for staff to go through to the back of the cafe if the counter too busy to pass.

“Welcome to Eumelia. Sit wherever you like.”

[musicproblems]

submitted by: thirdtimecharmed

[necroticvixen-moved-deactivated]

“Oh…” her teal-coloured hues blinked a few  times in order to process his words to its  fullest. At least she now somewhat knew  when to come. After all, it’s always nicer to see a…familiar face? “So you’re the band playin’ after sundown? Cool! I’ll be sure to check it out then!” the rest of the words just passed by her. Actually, quite a lot of the words passed by her. Her mind wandered off TOO quickly to get to the end of his sentence anyway. 

 “&& Nice to meet ya Kuo. Ya can call me Kii. Or whatever ya feel like to be honest”. That’s after all just the last name that  was given to her. A new name could be nice every now && then. 

[mi-kuo]

He blinks and realized how similar her name was to a certain someone he bestowed a nickname on. “That’s a nice name. It’s not hard to remember.” And perhaps he said that because this was what he thought back then, too. The announcer bleated through the station’s speakers and informed the passengers of the arrival of  the Marunouchi Line, so the male shifted hist attention towards it. “Guess this is my train.” ,he said as he watched its doors open. “Guess I’ll see you sometime in the cafe then, Miss Kii. You will visit, right? New patrons are always welcome.”

[sxkone-deactivated20170418]

@mi-kuo liked for a starter

                                                     〖♪〗        “So…If you and Miku fucked…would it be incest or masterbation?”

[mi-kuo]

  “..Uh..”        First of all, WHAT THE HECK?        Second of all, JUST WHAT is she trying to achieve here?        Third of all, it’s neither.

“If this is about the cake incident, I humbly apologize so maybe you should stop saying such weird things?”

[newtauconnor]

“Shaken up, huh..? Sound.. Voice? Un-winder.. Heh. Y’know, you’re not wrong. Some.. Things have been happening lately that uh.. Have been less than pleasant. Breakups are, uh.. Like that.” He shrugged and smiled at the other. “I’m.. Sorry, I don’t really want to weigh someone I’ve just met down with my own troubles. Yeah, I uh.. An ‘un-winder’ - whatever that is - it uh.. It sounds like it’s probably not going to kill me. I..” He patted himself down and pulled out his phone, unfolding it’s case and looking inside a pocket. “…I can probably afford it.”

[mi-kuo]

Break up?   Stepped on a landmine there.   So he was on a relationship with someone... Perhaps he could relate in a sense but--- he stopped himself thinking about that past.       “Ah no, I’m sorry. Didn’t intend for you to remember that. It’s just..something I noticed with the way your sound waves reverberate. I apologize.” He did a small bow before addressing his other concern with a raised brow, “What I actually meant by ‘un-winder’ was for you to relax, loosen up, take a load off after all that tension..” An upward tweak of lips at the thought, “But then again, you’re right. It’s not gonna kill you and I could chip in if you’d like.”

[newtauconnor]

“Eumelia?” He smiled, and shrugged. “That’s a cool name for a cafe. No singing, though, huh? That’s all right. I can play guitar, too! It’s a real talent to play something other than the same song over and over.” He smirked as they entered the alleyway. Huh, what a peculiar path to choose.. He was, indeed, following him rather closely, as not to get lost.

“As for me being an UTAU, well.. It’s.. Got it’s bumps, as I’m sure you could guess, y’know. Rough patches, smooth roads, whatever. I’d sing for you, if I was done.”

[mi-kuo]

Phew. He didn’t ask about it. It was a good topic change. “Really? But you do want it right? If yes, then who’s there to stop you really.” The thing he said about his skill though snagged his attention, greatly. “You can, huh.” A smirk to counter a smirk at that. “I’d love to try and play something with you. And in case you’re wondering why the small path, well, it’s cause Eumelia’s located in the back of all these Tokyo city noise n’ big buildings.” Mikuo continued to lead him out of the alley until they were welcomed with another avenue of small shops, and with only few people bustling about. They continued east of it and just minutes later finally arrived in the said cafe. “Hidden in quiet  serene spots where only minority of the people prefer it--Places like these are more relaxing.” He looked up at the sign on the door before setting his views on his companion and potential customer, “You could definitely use an un-winder right now. Don’t men to be rude but, you were pretty shaken up when I first heard your sound--voice.”