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A roleplay blog for Kagome Nakamura.

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Hello, my name is Kagome Nakamura. I am 19 years old and a freshman in college, and I've already completely fucked up my life. How are you?

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Not big on flashy stuff? Pfft, yeah right. Has he looked in a mirror lately? She barely suppressed a snicker.

“I guess that’s why I haven’t heard of you. Most heroes around here are super outgoing. Or at least they try to be. You do know this city is already filled with superheroes, right? Though it never seems to be enough…”

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He shrugged. “I knew it had quite a few, but with a city this big I bet it’s never enough. Especially when so many also work another job on top of their heroic duties.” And he was no exception

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"Yeah..." A feeling of sadness suddenly overcame her. "You know, I used to live in New Neo Kyoto too. So did Bravoman, but you already knew that. The crime in Kyoto was like aliens, monsters, robots, that kind of stuff. And we have that here too, a bit, but..." She looked away from Black. "Namco City has different problems. Poverty. Racism. Gun violence. The slums. And... Anti-Non sentiments. There were barely any Non-humans in Kyoto, but they're everywhere here, and almost all of them are in bad shape. Very bad shape."

Kagome looked at Black again, her eyes dark. "And the attitude towards heroes is different too. People are much less trusting of you, especially humans. If you want to help, you're going to have a much harder time than in New Neo Kyoto. Are you ready for that?"

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Not big on flashy stuff? Pfft, yeah right. Has he looked in a mirror lately? She barely suppressed a snicker.

"I guess that's why I haven't heard of you. Most heroes around here are super outgoing. Or at least they try to be. You do know this city is already filled with superheroes, right? Though it never seems to be enough..."

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“I’m n-not drunk, I only had a couple of drinks.” (From Kagome to Hitoshi!)

Hitoshi was devastated. Kagome had been doing so well ever since she moved in, ESPECIALLY ever since she broke down over a month ago and declared that she was going to turn her life around. She got rid of her skimpy wardrobe, threw out her tacky jewelry, got some all new clothes and adopted an all new attitude. She even began to take a few online courses to continue her work when away from college. He was so happy, so hopeful, so PROUD! But then he found her like… this…

The taxi that dropped her off infront of their house had sped off without even helping her to the front door. Heck, they took off so fast that he wasn’t even sure if she had a chance to pay them! Not only was her hair a mess and her brand new clothes ripped and dirty, but she was clearly intoxicated and had some new piercings that were still burning bright red. If they were in highschool, he’d have been worried but used to the sight. But they weren’t. She was an adult now, and she had a baby on the way.

“Meme,” he began, his heartbreak and disappointment clear in his voice as he bent down to help his sister to her feet. “How did this happen? What did you do to yourself..?”

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Kagome felt like she was in a haze. Her thoughts were blurred, her body felt heavy and clumsy, and her senses were unfocused. She stumbled into the house and collapsed onto the living room floor. She heard Hitoshi’s voice, but it seemed far away.

“I was… I don’t…” Her tongue felt thick and hard to move. “I was jus’ meetin’ some old friends… Said they wanted to see me… But they, I don’t, I…” She might have been crying, but she couldn’t really tell. Everything around her felt… Unreal. Like it wasn’t really there. She was familiar with this sensation, but it had been a long time since it was this bad…