It's my time!

Kagamine Rin | Human | Vocaloid

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neuroticsynth:

{      old friend, huh?      could you remind me of something we did together?      just to verify that we have actually met? }

Grossly unimpressed, whatever intention held the smallest of interests in keeping a conversation with her were vanishing quickly like sand passing through his grasps.

{      if you can’t, that’s fine.      all the more proof that we’ve never met before.      and that i don’t know you. }

— \ ☣ Dumbfounded glance would be your reward for those words, her eyes losing any sight of hope within them before melancholic tug on lips was all she could muster as a response. Yes, this was nothing new. Quivering lower lip before shaking her head. No, she mouthed, stomaching pain.

          "Still mean as ever huh?"

          Right, she always knew when to take her leave of absence as timely they'd previously been. Now ironically wouldn't be any different as she turned away and started back the path she came from. Though.. a parting gift.

          "Sorry I changed, but I told you I wanted to. Maybe someday we can go down that nonexistent hill again."

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neuroticsynth:

{      …who are you, really?      what is it that you want? }

Curtly spoken through dryly pressed lips, he was blunt and did not find her passivity the least bit amusing. It reasoned why he disregarded her outspoken afterthought. Albeit grudgingly–to some extent it irritated his innate sense of social intermingling. She reminded him of someone who acted similar as her, however his tolerance for that sort of persona could not exist here, especially not with that face.

     ..Bittersweet taste stunned tongue as she bit her upper lip, eyes fluttering shut for a second as she exhaled stiffly. No memory?.. Break heart a little more, it was fine. Only a smile would curve on her lips after the thought, letting go just a bit more. Neck tilted in, locking eyes briefly as inner peace settled.

     "...Just an old friend. Wanting to bear a little happiness."

     She wouldn’t say much more than that, enough really on that subject had been touched for this talk. If he wanted more than that.. a leave she'd take. Lean back against the room wall behind her, knuckles hitting surface with a rhythm stuck in her head.

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megpoidism:

♣ Lungs heaved as air was hurriedly brought in to them from the natural need of oxygen. Eyelashes fluttered as her eyes closed, taking a moment to steady her breath from the notes she’d sung, before glancing back to her fellow idol. 

She nodded with soft eyes and a soft smile at the words. “Thanks.” She said, still slightly breathless. “You did great as well, I feel like this one’s gonna turn out great.” She couldn’t hide her enthusiasm towards the song. Even if she had doubted her own ability and felt like she would only bring the pair of them down…she was feeling a little surprised at how she’d managed to keep up fairly well. Though, they hadn’t even started adding the dance moves along with it, so, hopefully it will still go smoothly.

      Ironically... if she actually inquired for a personal opinion it was the woman in green who carried the duo in these vocals. Both were talented yes, and with respective growing fan bases but, she'd be blind to a truth if blonde tried to hold more pride than her. After all.. she was lead. Right hand came up to grasp at loose hair, exhaling a low sigh of air through lips. Expression was noticed.

      "Don't worry about how you sounded Gumi, it was great." Smile, smile to help her.

       Dance.. they had a little time to work on. She hadn't really looked at what their routine was to be admittedly, so some time to study was needed. In the mean time, perhaps something could be found to help her friend's uneasiness. Break room.

       "Wanna take a minute in the break room to relax? The producer did say we have a little time to ourselves as they tune the song up."

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akita-chii:

Neru smiled softly at the other. She seemed to be calming herself down for some reason. Was she nervous? Awh, she seemed so cute. The girls eyes were easy on the other to try to come off as nice as possible. She gently took the paper and looked at the number for the order.

"I see"She stated as she left and went to the storage room. She grabbed the part enlisted on the paper she was given and went back out to the young girl. "This is the part you’re looking for but they are rather tricky, if you have trouble or in general fund things like this difficult I don’t mind helping, I don’t charge extra for helping people!"She giggled softly.

"Will that be all you need?”

         Take her for a mechanic did she? Eyes widened slightly at the question, avoiding direct contact as she laughed off the idea. By no means was she talented in said few at all, just a favor for an elder.

         "Ah, I'm not actually going to be changing the part. Hope I didn't give the wrong impression but I'm just running an errand." There goes all respect. "But, if you wanted to uhh you could gimme your number or something I can give you a call when he's installing it. Maybe he could use the help. Or your work phone-!"

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neuroticsynth:

She smelt of flesh and blood;           a scent he would not typically find sweet.

@sinthxtic !! had entered his thoughts on this day.

{      and who do I owe this honor to?      being visited by a humanoid like you? }

Cold, but not to worry he could be even less polite at times if people got to know him long enough. However for the now that inexplicably collided with his present-self, this chill was what remained on his nondescript facade when his eyes glanced over her felt complexion upon a frozen afternoon. By the luck of the draw, today was the day he could not stand his own kind, never mind the species that made him.

    “Just because I am, doesn’t make me better than you now. No need to treat me so sarcastically.”

   Objectify that statement with her words and hands, wrist motioning back and forth as finger wagged in between. If he wanted to hold that negative attitude she'd only let him run that into the ground; method something required at times for children. She wasn't here to be a pain or to receive it, but just-

    "Maybe just your company you know? In some.. weird.. dark.. fashion, it's refreshing to see another angle. But if you want to be left alone, I can come later."

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ikerens:

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hazardia:

“It’s alright.”

     What defined her generally was her eccentric display of manners, and how she’d often behave like a gentleman, rather than… a woman. (A prince without the charming.) It could just be the scarcity of courtesy in this generation that taught her to inherit older customs, but no matter. It was of little relevance. This acquaintance of hers held priority as she returns the bow, the entirety of her torso dipping to gain further clarity of her facial features. The semblance is uncanny, but she’ll sew these loose lips from spilling too much.

     “You remind me much of someone I know. Are you perhaps, Kagamine Rin?” Precautionary measures. Certain idols felt discomfort at the thought of a limelight, whereas others relished in it. The girl before her was still an individual, regardless of what would entail upon clarification of her identity. 

“…ah, sorry. I’d only meant to stop you from harm’s way. Am I eating into your time?”

     “...Why yes, I am.”

     Not a surprise to woman when she'd catch recognition like this, though more passive toward her status as a minor upcoming.. star? While other versions of herself may of relished thought, a traditional lifestyle was once hers not too long back. Though maybe that's the price of wearing her bow this morning. But flashback to current day, tinted cheeks holding in crimson as lips bit softly at her name passing through the older character's lips. Actually, wait. A bit familiar other was, comparable to identity really. Lost in thought eyes gazed up and down briefly, giving passing thought a solid chance.

      "No, no. You aren't taking any of my time."If anything you saved my life possibly. "Did you.. want an autograph or something?"

      Hard to imagine, but goofy offer allow her to lighten up, a small smile beginning to curve and form on lips now. "Though from your appearance, it wouldn't surprise me if a share of people requested one from you as well."

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forsakenbandit:

   He’d simply been waiting, relaxing himself with each breath of chemicals taken by his lungs. The criminal stares ahead with a rather bored expression, toying around with the piercing inside his mouth a bit. Upon the sound of a voice, he turns his head to the female.

   Now, something about her is awfully familiar, but he cannot quite tell what it is.

   Aside from that– she seems irritated by his little habit.  Digits take hold of his cigarrette, smoke drawn into his mouth before moving his hand away to silently puff it into her face. No way is it accidental, he even tilted his head forward a bit to be certain it reaches the blond.

   Without a word, he returns to his earlier position as if nothing happened,.

      Puff would hit face with scent that knock air out of lungs, neck snapping back as hand would reflexively come up to fan disgusting smoke away. Puff cheeks, childish side leaking over as maturity clung to shoo anger, exhale releasing tension he’d just created. Not for reason, something else needed to be used...

     “...Really mature now. Aren’t you a tough guy blowing smoke into someone’s face.”

     Challenge him wasn’t too smart, probably the worst thing younger blonde could do compared to swinging a strong smack across the cheek. But with confidence in that vicious voice, older strength within was bursting. Eyes would turn back and stare down, before scoffing.

    “I guess everyone wants to feel good about them self somehow.”

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fxkkireta:

@sinthxtic​ liked for a starter;;

♪ “You’re never gonna believe what happened!”♪       She was always so excitable, honestly.

    "Go ahead, I'm listening. Just try me."

    Head tilted to the side, attention snatched intently of the blond as she listened carefully with ears what would be the next story out of girl's mouth, her eyes looking over, lips held together for a second. Knowing Teto.. it would be a flare for the dramatic with some exaggerated action scene tossed in.

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akita-chii:

The petite blonde was happily tidying up some tools and parts for the mechanics she has been working on and sighed a bit. She had been working here for so long but oh how she loved it so very much. She continued by rooting under the desk for a part that has been missing for a while. “Where the hell could I have-” She was stopped in her own thoughts from the bell ringing. Neru stopped rummaging and stood up straight to see a very sweet looking young girl at the front of the desk. “Hello ma'am, how may I help you?"She asked with a cute smile.

        Softness was responded to with kindness of the same. Chest let go, gentle sigh passing through lips as air left her, shaking away her discomfort at the risk of looking uninformed.

        "Oh, Hello-"

        Had she said that before? "I was looking for a part order?" Upward tone toward end, speaking it as a question. Gaze down, paper still in hand as directed from her elder. Just give to the clerk he said. They would know what to do with it. "I'm not sure what for but.. I got this paper if it helps? Hand would come up with material in grasp, ready to give across counter.

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Go on a Blind Date with a fellow Indie Role Player

Reblog this post to participate, unfortunately likes are not included. Also, you do not have to be following me to participate. What will happen is, that I’ll pair up two Indie Role Players on a blind date. I will not prioritize preferences [ M/M F/F M/F ] it’s a blind date after all. Let the awkwardness happen, it’s fun to do! The only thing I will prioritize is separating the human faces from the animated faces. If you are an animated face Role Player who has and would like to participate as their human face, please reblog this post with ღღ

Reblog this post by the end of the weekend [ NOVEMBER 28 to 29 2015 ] and get your partner by next week [ NOVEMBER 30 2015 ONWARD ] sent via Ask or IM. Enjoy!

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@kagaboyish​

     Pelting rain bounces off with a distinct noise off the girl's umbrella, warm air passing through lips as she breathed out a sigh. Cold enough to see breath, but not enough to snow the area left pair in a troublesome patch. Eyes lifted to better view downpour, rosy lips puffing. Unfortunately faded fog covered range of vision to only fifty feet or so, barely enough to catch a male resting at the bench. Squinting irises sent a better image to brain, which now recognized.

     "I knew I'd find you here!"

     Sharper, higher range of vocals hit with that outburst from mouth, voice giving the angry direction conversation was about to take. Legs picked up speed as they transitioned from walk to sprint, covering distance between them. Took long enough.

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askmissrin:

[ not dead, just in college so updates are going to be even slower than they already were ;;; ]

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hazardia:

                x.   @sinthxtic

      Bob and weave, bob and weave. Such was the nature of traversing through the city blocks during the most stressful hours of the day. Something she’d grown accustomed to through the years of experience, to the extent feet had memorized their designated paths to ensure smooth travel. 

     And yet, this was less evident from her fellow citizens, as accidents were set to occur every now and then. Motor accidents were less so, but anyone who’d the gall to pedal a bike and ignore the pedestrian lanes on a sidewalk found themselves in trouble. Often. Today’s victim was… eh? That uniform. Aha, how this tickled her. Introductions could be saved for later though! Let’s (gently) grab a hold of her waist, and bring her into her protection just as a gentleman whips around the corner with his revved bicycle.

                  “Aah, that was… a close call, eh?                                                      Goodness, that gentleman does that every day.”

   “Eeeep  ”

           Not exactly her prince charming, was the other? Wrapped arms brought smaller body into chest from danger, blush heavy as cheeks redden from embarrassment of situation currently occurring. Lips would attempt to create some kind of audible noise as they squeezed up but, nothing. Clasp hands together, pout slightly.. click. Heel dug into ground of concrete sidewalk, turn of shoulder, face tilting away as lungs took a deep inhale of air. And then, out. 

    “...Sorry.”

           Self blame was leaking out her emotions, psyche more delicate than perhaps what the woman had built over her time. Nerves haven’t exactly developed to their full potential yet, not quite enough bravery to muster more words. But, she’d turn back to her with face gleeful and happy, head becoming heavy as it bow gently. Silent thank you, until lips could move to be better.