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Luka Affiliated with Septaneus Housed in Chamomile Purple

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ofthefourthking:

alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

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@rosepasseri

“You have… a very lovely voice.” He meant that, the compliment coming out absentmindedly – stuttering in the next moment as he worries he was too sudden. “A-ah, sorry! I mean, it’s just been so strange… so it was nice to hear singing that soothing… though I don’t know much about music myself.”

Eyes flickering to one side, he tugs at his sleeves, self-consciously biting his lip. That voice was truly special – something ethereal, as if it couldn’t come out of a human. Of course… if Chihiro were curious, he would keep it to himself. It wouldn’t be polite to ask, after all.

[rosepasseri-blog]

 The compliment caught her a bit off guard- it was the sort of thing she was a bit used to hearing, but it was still a bit of a shock whenever it was mentioned to her. Soothing however, was something she very rarely heard expressed.

 “Thank... Thank you, that’s very kind.” She paused, absentmindedly brushing her hair from her eyes. “I may be putting on a concert for the holiday season. Is that something you would be interested in attending?” 

 Straight to business.

[lifeisnoriddle]

rosepasseri 

Was he being stared at? He could feel a set of eyes on him, though he wasn’t sure where the gaze originated from. Well, he did have a rather distinct appearance. It was natural that he’d stand out among a crowd, for various reasons. Still, being thrust into an unknown place could make anyone a bit paranoid. Should he exercise caution, or simply write it off as a normal occurrence?

[rosepasseri-blog]

 She didn’t mean to stare, truly. Luka was just eternally fascinated by people who managed to draw the eye of a crowd more than she. This stranger with two toned hair was no exception.

 Carefully she approached, putting on a careful smile.

 “I like your hair.”

[rosepasseri-blog]

humanitysbeauty:

✝ : the conversation that had initially started over seasons now has swapped over to career choices. at least it was better than the painful small talk, and actually was something that prodded at his interest. 

“fascinating. you are attempting to put this show on here? i wonder… i am sure there is a demand for performers and the like just like any other place. i have noticed there is some things this town still needs and some that serve no purpose. i am an anthropologist. i study humans, folklore and customs and how they affect people. something that serves little purpose here, but will not stop me from my personal studies.” 

 He seemed to enjoy talking about himself at least. She nods slowly as he speaks to indicate that she was in fact listening.

 “Perhaps... I’ve yet to see a demand per se, but I doubt many would be opposed to a concert.” If she was being honest, she and Kaito made a good team. Their voices meshed well. Any concert put on by the two would likely be a hit. “Serves no purpose..? Such as?” She didn’t think everything needed a purpose, but...

 “An anthropologist? Studying humans... Interesting. Why study them..? Are you also...” Luka paused, letting the question hang briefly. How best to finish it? “Not one of them?”

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humanitysbeauty:

✝ : he might be looking far too into it now, but she didn’t feel a difference between them? every person could feel the difference between the seasons, hence why they lean towards a certain one over another. whether your preference lied in hot or cold. was it enough to pry yet? not quite. 

“autumn colors are always fascinating to witness, you are correct. there is a certain mood that follows suit with this time of year.” 

oh? that’s a new bit of information he can put in the data banks. he’d cant his head, long locks falling over his shoulder as he did so. 

“a concert? are you both performers of sorts? hm… how interesting. as for myself, i carry out my same work throughout the year, no matter the weather. since i cannot do so as… in depth here, i suppose i could take it easy for the holiday season.”

 Luka picked idly at her clothing, flicking away invisible pieces of lint. Really she just needed to do something with her hands. His gaze was a bit uncomfortable. She felt he had questions, but wasn’t going to ask.

“There is... It’s really quite lovely. Each has its own unique tones and feelings associated with it. I suppose I’m a bit partial to winter as well.”

 She tilted her head in return, storing this information in her own literal data banks.

 “Yes... We’re singers. It’s not that we need to wait for winter to perform, Christmas is just... His favorite, so I’m certain he’ll want to do something special. What do you do for work..?”

[himikadabra-blog]

Is something wrong with you, @rosepasseri, or…?

      It’s not her first time around robots… One of her classmates was one, after all, so she should know one when she sees one! That’s what she wants to assume, however. Not every day she sees a beautiful woman who isn’t breathing.

      Maybe she’s nervous? Himiko’s not one to get people out of their shell (nor does she want to be tasked with something that difficult), but she doesn’t feel like walking all the way back to her condo either.

      “… Do you not need to breathe to live?” That’s overly blunt, but she can’t think of any other better way to word her question. As far as Himiko can tell, it’s another way of asking if she’s human or not.

[rosepasseri-blog]

 Her time around humans was odd. She still didn’t fully comprehend how they worked, or why they needed to eat, or breathe. Such things were done for fun in her world, food for example eaten for its flavors as opposed to the need for nutrition.

 Breathing, however, was something skipped entirely. 

 The other’s stare prompted only the slight lift of her brow – it seemed there were a lot of eyes on her here, but not for reasons that usually found her under a scrutinizing gaze.

 “Breathe...?” The question was... Strange. “No, I don’t.” After a moment’s pause, she continued. “Do you?”

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humanitysbeauty:

✝ : his initial suspicion was confirmed. her speech was bizarre– mechanical in a sense. his best way to describe it would be digital. as if you made a computer ai speak. he’d avoid assuming that was the case right away, and he’ll avoid bringing it up just yet. patience and due time. 

“i do not mind the warm weather. yet, autumn is my favorite time of year, so i am eagerly awaiting the cooler weather. i am not one who favors ac. i rather face the heat on my own. as for seasons, do you have a preference?”

the small talk would have to do for now, despite korekiyo not usually being one for such pleasantries. he liked to have a conversation with meaning, a conversation that got straight to the point. yet, to get the information he needed, he couldn’t just be blunt. 

 There was no denying that her speech was not human. Somewhat robotic and definitively musical in nature, a simple sigh sounding more akin to the echo of wind chimes than any human expression. 

                    A robot meant to sing whose speech came as secondary.

“Mm... I don’t know, I enjoy all seasons. I don’t really feel the difference between them, but... Autumn has the loveliest colors.” She supposed that would suffice for an answer. 

 Since she had asked the question, it wasn’t one she could simply rebound to continue the conversation. She paused, gaze flicking to the side momentarily. 

 “I believe my friend wishes to hold a winter concert, so I suppose we’re both waiting for the cold. Do you have any plans for then?”

[humanitysbeauty-blog]

                                               ✝ @rosepasseri ✝

✝ : being unnecessarily nosy was today’s theme, it seemed, but what was one meant to expect when he’s a completely new environment? he went from being confined to only fifteen people to being back out in the open world. who knew what awaited him within this city? it meant an endless amount of specimens to study and observe. it was truly beautiful. 

it also meant having to designate time just for people watching. sitting about, probably trespassing, just to examine the endless beauty that humanity supplied. the interest of the hour was for a more abnormal reason than usual. a ‘person’ who looked as one would normally, but the voice that came from her was not what you’d expect. 

since he’s a man of good manners, he’d wait till the conversation she was already having ended before making his presence known. to confirm his suspicions, he’d try to strike up a conversation as normally as someone as socially stunted as he was could.

“greetings. it’s rather warm out for a fall day, isn’t it?”

yeah, that’s a good start.

[rosepasseri-blog]

 Luka’s ‘life’ experiences had been completely controlled by those who created her. Having autonomy, making her own choices, those things were far out of the question for her. 

 But here?                  This was the closest she had ever come to freedom.

 It had also given her the chance to somewhat find herself within all of this. She wasn’t much for conversation, but she put her best foot forward, chatting casually with one of the people who was from this strange world. 

 It was mostly idle chatter, but it was still nice.                 Being stared at was far less nice, but it was something she was used to.

 Still, she put on a polite smile when he approached.

 “It is, but I think it’s nice.” It seemed they were both a bit awkward, but hers was buried by a confident smile. “Do you dislike this sort of weather?”

[rosepasseri-blog]

Hewwo? HEWWO?

h-hewwo! This is Robin here, your local idol and cute girl enthusiast.  You might know me from Citta or my constant shitposting on Twitter.

 I’m 20, and use they/them pronouns exclusively, and reside in the Niagara region of Ontario. I’m horrendously awkward and not super great with conversation, but I love meeting new people! I have pretty bad depression and anxiety, though, so sometimes I just drop off the face of the earth without warning.     Sorry in advance for that. 

 If you want to get to know me better OOC, my primary Twitter is (here). I talk about cute girls and idols and gacha games a lot, or shitpost with friends and my partner. OR if you’d rather a Slightly less cursed Twitter, I have a writing Twitter (here) where I talk about my muses and OCs a whole lot.

[septaneus-blog]

Without prior reserve, here is Megurine Luka from VOCALOID! Her application can be found under /app. Thank you!

Welcome to the city of Septaneus, Luka! We wish you luck in finding a job.

You’re going to be housed in Chamomile Purple 1. While it’s not necessarily your color, we don’t have a Chamomile Pink.

✸ Mod Asphodel

[rosepasseri-blog]

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